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joelslegalwhre · 2 years

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hi and welcome to my masterlist💜 this is a safe space, my dms are always wide open if you need anything!

follow @joelslegalwhrereads if you want fic updates (my ao3)

have a look at my wip's to see what I'm (hopefully) working on

Em's fic recs list (not updated) with some more amazing works! And my tbr shelf!

I use warnings for every post, you’re responsible for your own media consumption!

⇢ ❀main masterlist❀

❥ Joel Miller

In His Arms "masterlist" [no outbreak!Joel x f!reader] (fem!reader)

Joel&Ellie edit (1k celebration) Joel&Ellie edit (shortened tiktok) Wonderland (Joel&Ellie edit) (tiktok) (it's muted now, rip) (we're back babyyy) Wonderland (Joel&Ellie edit) (tumblr)

❥ Dieter Bravo

"Stop flirting." "Then stop teasing." (fem!reader) (f,m) [2k] summary: You're interviewing Dieter for his new movie, and no matter how many years you've been together - recently married too - he loves to flirt with you like the first time you've met.

Met Gala (fem!reader) (f) [drabble] summary: You're a photographer at the met gala. And Dieter's girlfriend.

Valentine’s Day [Dad!Dieter] (fem!reader) (f) [1.2k] summary: Dieter and your kids surprise you for Valentines day but you also have one for Dieter he didn't expect.

❥ Din Djarin

My Riduur (fem!reader) (f) [1.6k] summary: Mando didn't like it at all that some boy thought he could get close to his wife. He couldn't show with actions that you were his, the helmet prevented that, but he had his own way to show it.

❥ Javi Gutierrez ❥ Tim Rockford ❥ Javier Peña ❥ Frankie Morales ❥ Max Phillips ❥ Tim Rockford ❥ Dave York ❥ Ezra

❥ Charlie Young

❥ Tyler Owens

TikTok "Watching it for the plot"🌪️

❥ Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Drunk confessions (f!bradshaw!reader) (f) [2.06k] summary: You’ve had enough of hiding your relationship with Jake, so you drink yourself a little courage and just screw it.

❥ Ben

And now, welcome to the old works!

Some of them are really old and grey (aka four or five years old when I originally posted them), you've been warned lmao

This is everything from Henry Cavill Characters to F1 to Ryan Reynold Characters.

If you'd like more of the F1 fics, take a look at my old wattpad book, it has around 80 fics, but I'm not writing any real person fics anymore.

⇢ ❀old fic masterlist❀

❥ The Witcher

I can help (fem!reader) (f, m) [1.3k]

Destiny (fem!reader) (f, m) [1.5k]

Her sweet kiss (fem!reader) (light a) [3.2k]

❥ August Walker (mi6)

Stay with me okay? (gn!reader) (a) [570+]

You’re welcome, Gruffi (fem!reader) (f) [530+]

Softy on the inside (fem!mom!reader) (f) [1.1k]

❥ Henry Cavill

And just like that (fem!reader) (f) [1.8k]

Just us (fem!reader) (f) [2.2k]

❥ Frank Adler

Little piece of bliss (ofc) (f) [970+]

❥ Adam Reed (adult)

Look how cool this is (pregnant!fem!reader) (f) [1.2k]

❥ Nolan Booth

Coming home (fem!reader) (f) [420+]

❥ Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw

Moodboard

Moodboard (og top gun)

❥ James Aubrey

Confesions (f!reader) [900+]

files and surprises (f!reader) [461]

❥ Lance Sweets

I‘m here (reader) [750]

❥ Formula 1 (I no longer do real person fics)

au-boyfriend!f1driver (pinterest boards)

Temper (m.v.) (gn!reader) (f, a?) [1.3k]

We love you too, Mommy (l.n.) (fem!reader) (f) [780+]

I’ll be right by your side (l.n.) (fem!reader) (f, a) [600+]

Baby close the door (l.n.) (fem!reader) (f) [590+]

Surpriseee. Smile! (l.n.) (gn!reader) (f) [450+]

I told them to (d.r.) (gn!reader) (f) [910+]

On the other end of the world (d.r.) (fem!reader) (f) [2.3k]

Baby pictures (l.s.) (fem!reader) (f) [1k]

In great demand (m.s.) (fem!reader) (f) [1.6k]

World Champion (m.v.) (driver!f!reader) (f) [2k]

⇢ mini series “paddock pass”

Paddock Pass pt.1 (m.v.) (fem!reader) (a, f) [1.6k]

Paddock Pass pt.2 (m.v.) (fem!reader) (a, f) [2.8k]

Paddock Pass pt.3 (m.v.) (fem!reader) (a, f) [3.1k]

❥ Bucky Barnes

I love you (gn!reader) (f) [380]

⁀➷ 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒄 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

key: ❥ fluff (f) ❥ angst (a) ❥ smut (nsfw) ❥ mature (m) [making out, blood/injuries, etc.] ❥ word count […]

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georgiapeach30513 · 1 year

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Moodboard Masterlist

Requests and part of a moodboard event. Maybe these will become a one shot/series, and maybe we will just have pretty things to look at.

*Chris Evans*

Andy Barber Big Babies Again A Little Rain Must Fall Looking Thirsty Lost in A Dream Cozy Little Christmas Nasty Naughty Boy* It’s Yours, All Yours* Daddy’s Pride & Joy Loving Me All Night Long

Ari Levinson Play Me A Memory A Lot of Tears Fade Away* The Midnight Hours New Kind of Tension Kiss The Stars* When I’m With You Try & Stop Me Got A Craving For You The Feeling’s Right

Cole Turner Maybe It’s Wrong A Crying Shame You Belong to Me Eyes Like Starlight I Wish I Was Andy The Spike in My Heart* Make Me Worry

Colin Shea Like A Bird in Flight Last Night* The Chance to Be A Hero

Curtis Everett Crazy, Stupid, Out of My Mind Saints & Sinners* Pity The Men Sweet Little Beautiful Make Me Dream of You

Frank Adler The Season Gone When the Night Falls What The Lightning Sees* In The Evening Light Rhythm of Your Heartbeat

Jack O’Malley All There’s Left to Do Every Whisper Knowing It’s Selfish My Own World Perfume on the Shelf Run, Run Rudolph So Peaceful Until Tangled Up Tie Me Up Again Until You Show Me You Know I Like to Touch

Jake Jensen The Love & Tenderness He Is My Song How You Scream My Name*

Jake Wyler Made to Be Mine*

James Mace Warm Up to Me* The King to Your Story

Jimmy Dobyne The Way You Did Last Night* We Drifted Away

Johnny Storm Blurring Truth Sweat Dripping Down Screaming Out Her Name This Hole in My Chest* But The Truth Is No Privacy* Things I Can’t Escape*

Kyle Heavy Into Your Arms Watch & See*

Lloyd Hansen When You Put Your Hands on Me We All Got Needs The Girls Come Easy*

Lucas Lee Keep Coming Back For More*

Matty “Me” My Only Friends Are Pirates*

Mike Weiss When I Crack That Whip* Even If It Hurts Devoted To You Searching Our Hearts

Mr. Freezy In Mysterious Ways* Your Greed Sold Me Out Paid My Dues

Nick Gant The Look in Your Eyes

Nick Vaughan Breath on Me

Paul Diskant Take A Look* Paid My Dues

Ransom Drysdale A Reason Why Begging For Mercy Can’t Hear My Thoughts Choke This Love Fear The Reaper* Forever & Ever I’ve Never Seen No Good At All Let Your Daddy See Never Fallen From Quite This High The Sting of This Pain Too Far Gone The Twisted Way You Think of Me What It’s Like

Ryan Ackerman Losing Your Mind* I’ll Take the Pain

Steve Rogers Forevermore Being Poised Counting Stars A Heart Don’t Forget Just Pull the Trigger* Makes You Yearn Sugar Coated

*Sebastian Stan*

Bucky Barnes Another Time & Place Take the Time* The Shadows of Love

Carter Baizen Sweat Dripping Down

Chase Collins Double Shot of Crown* Serving All This

Dayton White Cause We’re All Alone*

Jefferson Within Your Eyes An Open Page*

Lance Tucker Go Where You Go

Nick Fowler A Dizzy Head & A Grin

Steve Kemp The Devil on Her Team Diamonds in His Watch*

*Charlie Hunnam*

Jax Teller Break All the Rules Down on My Knees

*Jensen Ackles*

Dean Winchester He Offers Me Protection/Soldier Boy*

#moodboards #moodboards masterlist

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aew-kun-age-regression · 11 months

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-Bones Masterslist-

Moodboards

Regressor!Angela Montenegro

Caregiver!Seeley Booth

Regressor!Jack Hodgins

Regressor!Temperance Brennan

Caregiver!Temperance Brennan + Caregiver!Seeley Booth + Regressor!Zack Addy

Regressor!Zack Addy StimBoard

Regressor!Colin Fisher

Regressor!Finn Abernathy

Regressor!Jack Hodgins StimBoard

Story/Fanfics

Headcannons

Caregiver!Temperance Brennan Headcannons

Playlist

Art

DNI Banner

Zack Addy

Paci Icon

Lance Sweets

#agere blog #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw little post #little space #agere little #aewlittlerambles #sfw little community #aewmasterlist #aewlittlemoodboards #aewlittlestories #aewlittleheadcannons #aewlittleplaylists #bones agere

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fierypen37 · 1 year

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The Flames Just Get Higher: Chapter 2

moodboard by @libradoodle1

Chapter 2

Dany closed her eyes, pulses of satisfaction ebbing through her as the glow of her release mellowed. The fantasy had dissipated as soon as she came, and here she was, back to cold reality. Between heartbeats, the sting of guilt stabbed her like a snake’s fangs. Gods, she was faithless, heartless. Why could she not love her husband as he deserved? Robb was a good man. Kind, gentle, handsome, strong. All the superlatives girls would sigh over when they dreamed of a husband.

The simple truth was: Robb was not Jon, and thus, she could not love him. Winterfell seemed as far away as Assaha’i to her as they journeyed north. All those leagues, Dany fretted about the northern family with a lineage as old as the continent which she would soon join. Eddard Stark was dead; his heir Robb was Lord of Winterfell in his stead. Robb—named for Robert Baratheon, who given his way, would have seen Daenerys’ entire family slain. Surely the Starks didn’t share this belief—the Starks had not risen in rebellion against her brother.

The Baratheons called their banners and rode north. He persuaded his foster father Jon Arryn to join them, secure in the knowledge that Ned Stark, his oldest friend, would ride to his side. On the banks of the Trident, Rhaegar’s black lance pierced Robert’s breastplate. The rebellion melted away like mist after that. This story her brother the king had told her himself. Never fear, sweet sister. The Starks are renowned for their honor, and by all accounts, Robb Stark is a kind man. I would not send you north if I thought him a villain.

So Daenerys rode with a small entourage of maids and guards. Ser Barristan of the Kingsguard escorted her north in her honor guard. The breadth of her brother’s realm dazzled her eyes. The rolling green hills of the Crownlands, the might of the Trident and the Tumblestone, the marshy stink of the Neck giving way to the clean coniferous scent of the North. Then after a month-long slog through mud and sleet, the crenelated towers of Winterfell gleamed in the mist. Sick to death of the carriage, Daenerys rode ahead on her silver with Ser Barristan at her stirrup. The castle gates were thrown open in welcome, twin banners framing the portcullis. A grey wolf on a field of white. As they arrived, a soft summer snow began to fall. Enchanted, Daenerys dismounted in the bailey, catching the cold, feathery flakes in her hands and watching them melt.

“Welcome to Winterfell, Princess,” a deep voice said. Daenerys turned and her breath caught. He was the picture of masculine beauty. Eyes a dark, smoky grey, watching her with amusement. Wild black curls framed a long face with a square jaw. So this was a Stark face. Rumor said Robb favored his Tully mother but perhaps the word was false. The breadth of his shoulders, the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, the unexpected softness of his mouth beneath his dark beard. Would it rasp against her skin, or tickle? Oh yes. Yes this will do, whispered some deep inward voice.

“Thank you, my lord. Snow is a wonder. I’ve never seen it before down south,” she said with a shy smile, curtseying deeply. The air between them chilled. Horror filled those grey eyes and he dropped to one knee in the mud.

“Forgive me, my lady. You misunderstand. I am Jon Snow, Robb’s Stark’s bastard brother,” he said. Daenerys swallowed hard, her heart falling to the pit of her stomach.

Robb Stark had appeared then, resplendent in grey samite and white wolf fur. At his heels tumbled a small avalanche of her soon-to-be-family and chattering servants and guards. Threading through it all were the famed tamed direwolves of the Stark children. Huge sleek shapes of grey and black, yipping excitedly along with the children. Ser Barristan and her maids clustered around her, a buttress against the tide. Daenerys beamed, delighted. One of her deepest sorrows was leaving behind Rhaenys and Aegon and the other highborn children that played in King’s Landing’s gardens. The bright noise of chatter and laughter were familiar to her.

A sharp word from the older woman with flowing auburn hair—Lady Stark—quelled most of it. With a charming grin, Robb Stark detached himself from the horde.

“Princess, it is an honor to meet you at last. I see you’ve met my natural brother,” he said, clapping a hand on Jon Snow’s shoulder as he rose to stand beside him. The white direwolf loped to stand beside Jon.

“Jon is a fine fighter and there are no other I trust better. if it pleases you, Jon shall be your bodyguard,” Robb said. A muscle flashed in Jon’s jaw and Daenerys felt her heart sink a little lower.

Attraction to Jon Snow had been a problem from the beginning. Even in their marriage bed, she felt . . . distance between her and Robb. There were ghosts between them. Because Dany wanted Jon. Coveting her husband’s brother. Guiltily fantasizing about Jon as Robb moved inside her. It only got worse in the following months. Much like with his direwolf Ghost, the aloofness and reserve hid a deep well of feeling. Little gestures spoke volumes. Once, she confided her favorite flower that reminded her of home. Moonbloom, with soft purple blossoms and a delicate perfume. Next she knew, there was a sachet of moonbloom seeds beside her place at breakfast. Sansa had helped her plant them in the glass garden. Her good-sister had a real talent for making plants grow and privately confided it was the one place a lady could get her hands dirty. Another time, she had mentioned an obscure book on dragons and found that same book beside her place at the High Table from the maester’s library.

Jon had a knack for listening and a surprising dry sense of humor. There were no awkward lapses in conversation. Silences were comfortable in a way they weren’t with Robb. Her husband was polite and friendly, but there were shadows in eyes. Grief from his father’s death, perhaps? The stresses of leadership? Daenerys offered to help Robb, review accounts, act as his scribe or page. After all, she had grown up at her brother’s knee, in his solar or council room, learning the day-to-day business of ruling. The North was far less populous than her brother’s realm, so what could hurt for Daenerys to take some of his burden? Something like dismay entered Robb’s eyes at her suggestion, and Dany hadn’t dared to suggest it again.

A darker thought whispered it was Robb’s prejudices that built walls between them. Ned Stark had named him for his best friend, Robert Baratheon. Had her new husband learned hate at his father knee, and loathed the silver-haired wife given to him? The unspoken words seemed to pile up between her and Robb. Each one forming the brick and mortar of the wall separating them.

And then this morning. Gods. The way Jon so passionately swore to protect her, the rough caress of his deep voice as he bent over her injured finger—He was her own personal torment. So close, so beautiful, but untouchable. If she touched him, even once, she would kiss him and tumble down a well of transgressions that would damn both their souls. So instead, she made love to ghosts and in the quiet of the lord’s chamber in Winterfell, gasped Jon’s name.

Dany rose from the sumptuous warmth of the bed with a regretful glance. As much as she would like to linger in bed, there was much to be done if they were to leave after the next freeze.

Jon paced in the minuscule room, three paces to one wall, three paces back. Over and over and over. The motion should have helped give vent to the feelings boiling inside him, but instead the well of feeling crept up his throat and he choked down the urge to scream. Dany said his name. Dany said his name. Calling for him as she reached her pleasure. Had it wished it to be so badly that his ears fabricated the sound? If it was real, was it the passing fancy of a lovelorn wife? Or did she . . . could she . . .

A sound from below caught his attention. He peered through the crack. Dany was bustling about the room, resuming her packing. Jon glanced down at himself. No unseemly stains, though he was still hard. He would probably remain so until winter came again. Daenerys had said his name. Jon tucked himself away. Straightened his clothes. Combed his sweat-damp hair from his face. Had the knowledge marked him? Was he lit afire with the knowledge that Dany wanted him? With effort, Jon sought calm, exhaling three deep breaths in succession. He imagined the smell of her lingered in his nose. Rose oil and a musky feminine sweetness.

Jon resumed his post outside Daenerys’ door. The door was cracked. There she was. Puttering about her room, muttering and cursing to herself. Maybe if he took a deep enough breath, he could smell the rich musk of her pleasure. His mouth flooded with saliva. Gods, just a taste . . .

Anchoring himself with practical matters, he noticed the snow had stopped. A watery sun peeked through shredded whisps of silver cloud. That might slow Robb’s plans. If the melt began in earnest, it would hamper the sledges. They could make it to Cerwyn without incident, but the big push west would be slowed by weeks if the snow thinned. Robb chomped at the bit to begin the progress. Father’s death weighed heavily on him, Jon knew. New tension rang from his usually confident posture, there were dark shadows in formerly guileless blue eyes. It was not proper for the lord to confide in a bastard—even if they were brothers. All Jon could offer was his presence, and a listening ear if Robb wanted it. Even though jealousy over Daenerys turned his guts black, Jon would be Robb’s stalwart shield. Ned Stark’s memory would tolerate nothing less.

Jon’s own preparations were small. His clothing, armor, and spare arms were already on the pack pony. The grooms were abuzz preparing the horses. His own stallion Storm awaited him. Temperamental on the best of days, with all the noise and activity, Storm would be even more prone to bite. Though Arya was Dany’s favored racing partner, Jon hoped away from the castle he could challenge Dany’s silver Filagree. Lady Stark would no doubt have words over the propriety of a bodyguard racing his charge. Perhaps the least scandalous of my desires, Jon mused.

Lady Stark had enough to worry over with a six-month gone and Daenerys not yet with child. Ned Stark had accomplished that feat within a fortnight of his wedding—with two different women. First with Lady Stark on his wedding night, then some three months later with an unnamed northern woman on his way south to treat with his brother-by-law Edmure Tully. And of that woman—Jon’s mother—his father said not one word. Jon did not know if she was alive or dead. The more he pondered it, Jon wasn’t certain if his father’s reticence was benign neglect or something more insidious. There’s little good in trying to untangle his motives now, Jon thought, reining his thoughts away from the dark path where they strayed. Too brooding, too reserved, too saturnine. A dark cloud obscuring Dany’s light. Jon winced at the thought.

“Jon?” Dany called.

“My lady,” Jon answered, shouldering through the door. Daenerys was on her knees on the bed, trying to force an over-stuffed chest shut. The half-stifled laugh emerged in a strangled snort. Daenerys leveled a violet slit-eyed glare at him, though there was a tell-tale quiver at the corner of her mouth stifling a smile.

“Are you going to stand there and snicker at me or are you going to help, ser?” Daenerys snapped.

“At your service, my lady,” Jon replied, leaning his elbow alongside hers to heave the chest closed. Dany threw the clasp with a triumphant cry. Jon chuckled. Jon leaned against the chest grinning down at her. Desire was low thrum deep in his gut, a strain of music woven through their every interaction. Still, he treasured laughing with her more than anything. As far as he could see, Robb wasn’t quick to make her laugh.

“I think you’ve enough for the progress, my lady. Enough for next winter too, I’d reckon,” he said.

“Aye, I’m sure you reckon,” Dany said in an exaggerated facsimile of his northern accent. Jon’s grin widened. Gods, she was beautiful. And as charming as a songbird.

“Dany? Are you in here?” Robb’s voice seemed to cut the air between them. Studying her face as he was, Jon thought he saw her smile freeze and falter slightly.

“Here, Robb,” she called. Jon heaved the chest off the bed just as Robb entered the room. He kissed Dany’s cheek in a glancing greeting.

“My lord,” Jon said with a bob of his head. Manners had been dinned into his head from his earliest moments, so deference was given without thought. Robb’s smile of greeting was distracted. Jon scrutinized his brother. The same tall, sturdy strength, his wavy auburn hair combed away from his forehead. The full line of his mouth had a new downward turn, his summer-blue eyes an unfocused air. A chill washed over Jon. Was Robb suspicious of him or Daenerys? Grey Wind trotted in at Robb’s heels, nudging Jon aside to lick Dany’s chin politely in greeting.

“Hello to you, my sweet boy!” Dany cooed to the direwolf, scrubbing behind his ears in greeting. The strong smell of wet dog stung Jon’s nostrils.

“How goes it with the preparations, my lord?” Daenerys asked, looking up from Grey Wind’s adoring golden eyes. Even the direwolves were in love with her.

Robb surveyed the disarray of the room and busied his hands with smoothing the bedclothes.

“We are nearly ready. My only concern is the weather. A hard freeze would be best. We may have to delay our departure until the day after tomorrow.”

“Can we not begin on horseback? I hope the delay isn’t solely a concern for my comfort. I can ride,” Daenerys said, motioning for Grey Wind to sit. The smoke-grey wolf obligingly sat. Dany scratched the smoke-grey fur between Grey Wind’s ears and his yellow eyes dipped closed in slits of canine pleasure.

Jon bit the inside of his lower lip to contain a smile. The hint of pugnaciousness in Dany’s voice amused him. Gods, he loved the fire in her. Jon glanced at Robb to share his admiration in his wife. Robb’s answering smile was thin as a needle.

“That is an elegant solution, wife,” Robb said, squeezing her hand in an affectionate gesture.

“Did you perchance speak with your lady mother about taking the younger o--”

“She wishes them to stay at Winterfell. Bran will accompany us as far as Cerwyn. Mother is of the opinion that he is too young to complete the entire progress.”

The dryness in his tone revealed what Robb thought of his mother’s opinions. Jon swallowed a familiar swelling of anger, seeded as deep as the molten blood of the earth. Too young? Bran was nine. Daeron the Young Dragon conquered Dorne at fourteen. Until Daenerys gave Robb a child, Bran was heir of Winterfell. The heir should know his lands, his people. He should ride at his brother’s side without his mother’s leading strings yanking him from the saddle. But it was not Jon’s place to say, despite Ned Stark’s blood running through his veins. Daenerys’ expression fell.

“I am saddened to hear it. Sansa, Arya, and little Rickon would have loved it,” Dany said softly. A true smile graced Robb’s face, crinkling the corners of his eyes.

“You needn’t worry yourself over their welfare, Dany. They’ve feasts and entertainments enough to occupy them. Isn’t that right, Jon?”

Jon scowled. Robb had a nasty habit of seeking Jon’s reinforcement in their arguments. Jon loathed it.

“I think Father would have liked his younger sons to see more of the North, my lord,” Jon said. Robb grunted.

“Humph. Enough blathering. It is decided. We leave at first light, regardless of the weather,” Robb said, pecking Dany’s cheek and leaving in a swirl of leather. Grey Wind rose and loped at Robb’s heels. Dany met Jon’s gaze. He didn’t miss the shadows in them. Robb’s presence was enough to dispel the upwelling of lust the sound of his name had wrought. Whatever Daenerys’ feelings for him, their duty remained. I would do well to remember that.

The next morning dawned with a brilliant golden sun. The reflected light off the glitter of snow stabbed the eye. Wind whispered for the pines, carrying their fresh scent. Clean, cold air filled the lungs and for a moment, Jon forgot his exhaustion in the excitement stretched before them. Preparations had lingered long into the night, so his hours of sleep were few. By one token, it was a boon. He was too exhausted to dream of Dany or the way her lips formed his name as she found her pleasure.

Jon stifled a yawn in his cuff. Storm tossed his black mane, the vapor of his breath curling like smoke in the cold air. Jon steadied him with a pat. He, Robb, Daenerys and Bran sat at the head of the party, beneath the Stark banner, snapping in the breeze. Robb shifted impatiently in the saddle, awaiting the bugle to sound, signaling the baggage wains were at last ready to depart. Bran sat ramrod straight on his piebald pony, his Stark gorget flashing like fish scales in a dark pond. Excitement vibrated from him, the sole Stark child to leave Winterfell. Lady Stark must be tied in knots of anxiety. It was a poorly kept secret that Bran was her favorite.

Jon hid a grin at Bran’s eagerness and glanced at Dany. For their wedding, Robb had gifted her with a magnificent coat of white fur applied in zigzagging patterns. She wore it well. Jon admired the red silk scarf she wore, embroidered with jet thread. A reminder that though her name might be Stark, she was a Targaryen to her marrow. Grey Wind, Summer and Ghost gamboled through the fresh snow, brimming with energy. Filagree sidled and Daenerys soothed her with a murmured word. The silver’s smoke-grey ears flicked back, listening. The silver was a gift to Rheagar from a Dothraki khal across the Narrow Sea. The king had a keen interest in horseflesh and sought to increase friendly ties with the Dothraki. Dany could even speak some of their harsh language, as one of her handmaidens had been fluent in it. When she told the story, sadness darkened those violet eyes. Missandei with her cloud of Summer Islander hair, watchful golden eyes and quiet, beautiful soul. Dany missed her most of all her ladies.

The bugle sounded and gooseflesh stippled on Jon’s arms. Time to leave Winterfell. Blood surged through his body with excitement. The cold nipped at Jon’s ears and nose. Robb heeled his sorrel charger Ember south toward Cerwyn. Bran’s pony lunged at his stirrup. Snow crunched under the horse’s hooves. Bugles sounded, harness jangled, the carts groaned, guards cursed. Snowdrifts crowded them into a line, Robb and Bran in front, then Dany and Jon.

“Tell me of the Cerwyns, husband. They were close bannermen to your lord father?” Dany asked.

“Indeed, wife,” Robb said, craning his neck to smile at Dany, “There was scarce a fortnight Medger Cerwyn didn’t share our table.”

“He’s half deaf, so the entire hall could hear the bawdy tales he shared with Father,” Jon said. Daenerys laughed.

“Certainly no worse than my brother Viserys. He delights in scandalizing me,” Dany said, “And what of Lady Cerwyn?”

“A fever took her three years ago. Her daughter Jonelle is Lady of Cerwyn now,” Robb said.

“She’s nice. She makes honeycakes,” Bran interjected.

“Mm, I love honeycakes!” Dany said, twisting in her saddle to wink at Bran.

“Medger’s son Cley is heir of Cerwyn. He is of an age of Robb and I,” Jon said. What Jon didn’t say is that there were whispers of Cley Cerwyn and his taste for fondling serving maids. Jon wouldn’t be letting Daenerys out of his sight. A woman so beautiful would certainly tempt Cerwyn. Just like she tempted Jon himself.

#jonerys endgame #daenerys targaryen #jon snow #robberys #robb and dany are married #don't like don't read #pining

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shelbgrey · 1 year

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Aesthetic Boards:

🔬BONES💀

Dr. Lance Sweets:

Dating mood board

My Boys aesthetic

Agent Seeley Booth:

His aesthetic

Dating mood board

Updated aesthetic of my favorite agent

Agent James Aubrey:

His aesthetic

Dating mood board

Dr. Jack Hodgins:

His aesthetic

Big brother aesthetic

Dr. Wendell Bray:

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Dr. Vincent Nigel-Murray:

His aesthetic

Dr. Camille Saroyan:

Her aesthetic

Dr. Arastoo Vaziri:

His aesthetic

Angela Montenegro:

Her aesthetic

Dr. Temperance "Bones" Brennan:

Her aesthetic

🌲Twilight🍎

Emmett McCarthy Cullen:

His aesthetic

Carlisle Cullen:

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Husband moodboard

Jasper Whitlock Hale:

The cowboy's aesthetic

Edward Anthony Mason Cullen:

The Brooders aesthetic

Rosalie Lillian Hale:

The queen's aesthetic

Esme Ann Platt Cullen:

Mama Cullen's aesthetic

Mary Alice Brandon Cullen:

Her aesthetic

The Denalis:

Eleazar Denali:

His aesthetic

Tayna Denali:

Her aesthetic

Kate Denali:

Her aesthetic

The wolf pack:

Paul lahote:

His aesthetic

Leah Clearwater:

Her aesthetic

Seth Clearwater:

His aesthetic

Jacob Black:

His aesthetic

🗡️Once upon a time 🍎

Robin Hood:

My Boys aesthetic

Robin dating Hooks sister mood board

Killian Jones:

His aesthetic

New aesthetic

David Nolan:

My favorite prince's aesthetic

August W. Booth:

His aesthetic

Dr. Archie Hopper:

The cricket's aesthetic

Ruby Lucas:

The beautiful wolf's aesthetic

Snow White:

Her aesthetic

⚔️Supernatural🌘

Dean winchester:

Dating Dean mood board

Castiel:

My angel's aesthetic

Dating aesthetic

Updated aesthetic

Sam Winchester:

The moos' aesthetic

Gabriel:

My favorite Angel's aesthetic

🦸Marvel💥

Marc Spector:

His aesthetic

Steven Grant:

My baby's aesthetic

Tony stark:

Big brother aesthetic

💥X-men:✖️

Scott Summers:

His aesthetic

Dating mood board

Hank McCoy:

My blue baby's aesthetic

🧫Ghostbusters👻

Dr. Egon Spengler:

My love's aesthetic

Dating mood board

Ray Stantz:

The sweet boy's aesthetic

Peter Venkman:

His aesthetic

Winston Zeddemore:

His aesthetic

🏍️The lost boys🩸

David:

My favorite vampire's aesthetic

Mated to David aesthetic

Marko:

His aesthetic

💙Random characters🩵

Ace Merrill:

His aesthetic

Richard Lawson:

His aesthetic

Cliff Booth:

His aesthetic

❤️‍🔥Grey's Anatomy🩺

Dr. Derek Shepherd:

Mcdreamy's McAesthetic

Dating aesthetic

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xwildheart · 1 year

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it's a day early but i'd rather tell you now so you don't have to check tumblr tomorrow buttttt---

screaming the happiest of birthday's to the lovely @wynterlanding ! happy birthday bestie. i tell you this all the time already but you are the sweetest, coolest person around. thank you for loving my girls and giving them a chance. thank you for throwing landon violet's way nearly a year ago. crazy to me how time flies like this but look at us now! all our ships give me life. and it's truly an honor and blessing to chat with you daily. i hope your day is a blast and you get to chill with your fav boo beans.

i made you things. i don't know how to use photoshop at all but i can use canva so. enjoy your presents under the cut <3

starting strong with the OG babies. I had to. They have my heart and their sweet little life brings me joy. You know damn well they almost went for a Halloween day wedding but decided to do it a few days before instead. The venue is a real place in NY and it's *chef's kiss* then a cute little moodboard of their life (minus the angst) over the next few years.

nice little moodboard for film boi is next. he deserves the world and more. alice loves him to pieces. end of story.

then last, the contrast that is tallulah and lance and yet, they absolutely belong together.

#wynterlanding #ash tag #ash is the best #happy birthday bestie

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problematic-fictive-edits · 2 years

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if its not too much trouble, could we get a queue check?

Sure thing!

Stimboard for Morty (Rick and Morty) with neon greens, bright reds, yellows, science experiments, and destruction

Moodboard for Dabi (My Hero Academia) with themes of fire, cats, and abandoned buildings

Moodboard for Billy Hargrove (Stranger Things) with themes of space and oceans

Moodboard for Catra (She-Ra The Princess of Power) with themes of soft love, cats, and baked treats

LGBT icon for a Polyamorous C!Tubbo (YouTuber)

Stimboard for G-Man (Half-Life) with clothing, space themed, and stirring stims

Stimboard for Popee (Popee the Performer) with pinks, pastels, sweet lolita fashion, jewelry/crystals, and bunnies

LGBT icons for a Trans Non-Binary Mizore Shirayuki (Rosario+ Vampire)

Moodboard for Ame (Needy Streamer Overload) with themes of BPD and Love

Stimboard for Kevin (Welcome to Night Vale) with yellow, purple, smiley faces, and deserts

Stimboard for Sly Cooper (Sly Cooper) with blue, gems, the night/stars, the ocean, minor pink and green themes)

LGBT icons for a Trans Tubbo with bees

Stimboard for Fenrir (Norse Mythology) with green, black, and ice

Stimboard for Evolto (Kamen Rider Build) with black and grey liquid/stirring stims

LGBT Icons for a Transfem Kokichi Ouma (Danganronpa 3)

Stimboard for Brahms Heelshire (The Boy) with flowers, stuffed animals, and yellow

Moodboard for Voldemort (Harry Potter) with themes of snakes, potions, and mother/feminine themes

Stimboard for Wilbur Soot (YouTuber) with blue, flowers, and food stims

Stimboard for Ranboo (YouTuber) with black, white, purple, glitter, and texture stims

Purple Floral Icons for Kuya (Nu Carnival)

Stimboard for Chocola (Nekopara) with glitter, squishy plushies and paws

Stimboard for Satou Matsuzaka (Happy Sugar Life) with fruits, animals, and calligraphy

Stimboard for Springtrap (Five Nights at Freddy's 3) with horror, robotics, rabbits, and things that remind him of his daughter

Moodboard for Kaeya (Genshin Impact) with themes of regret, unrequited love, ice, wine, and peacocks

Nature Icons for an obscured Oh Sangwoo (Killing Stalking)

LGBT icons for an AroAce Bridget (Guilty Gear Strive)

LGBT icons for a Bi, Boyflux Aizawa (My Hero Academia)

Stimboard for Darwinism (Realicide) with dark red, liquid, and metals

Moodboard for Ciel Phantomhive (Black Butler) with themes of devotion, victorian architecture, mourning, and lilies

LGBT and Mental Health icons for a bisexual John Doe (John Doe+) with BPD

Stimboard for Hank J. Wimbleton (Madness Combat) with medical equipment, hospitals, weapons, and femininity

LGBT icons for a Fictivegender, flamegender, firegender Dabi (My Hero Academia)

LGBT and Mental Health icons for a genderfluid Ivan Braginski (Hetalia) with PTSD

Stimboard for C!Tommy (YouTuber) with cows and flowers

Current Drafts

Stimboard for Jschlatt (YouTuber) with amber/soft browns, mossy greens, fluffy themes, texture stims, and ram horns

Current ask box

LGBT and Mental Health icons for Trans, Bi Huxley (Don't Toy with Me) with Autism

Stimboard for Serial Designation V (Murder Drones) with bubbles and robot tech

Stimboard for G-man (Half-Life) with Lego, space, and Liminal space

LGBT and Mental Health icons for genderfluid Scaramouche/Wanderer (Genshin Impact) with NPD

LGBT and Mental Health icons for an agender Philip Wittebane (The Owl House) with NPD

Moodboard for Lance (Epic Battle Fantasy) with themes of guns, explosion, smoking, and red

Stimboard for Ayato Kamisato (Genshin Impact) with gifs that fit his color palette and swords

Current queue ends on May 4th, 2023. Once the drafts and asks on this list are done, it'll end on May 18th, 2023.

~💖 Bebe

#bebe's asks #anon #queue check

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hauntingyourhouse · 2 years

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intro

okay okay i know i've done this TWICE but idc

i go by nicholas but if we're close i'm fine w nico or nick

i use he/him, skull/skulls, and bone/bones pronouns

i am a bi trans man

i write fics and doodle, but i've honestly done quite a lot of stuff. like finding gifs, making moodboards, etc.

i am autistic and bones is my special interest.

favorite medias: tua, bones, izombie, criminal minds, glass onion + knives out, criminal minds, and evil dead, drag race

favorite books: turtles all the way down by john greene and the library at mount char by scott hawkins

favorite characters: Lance Sweets, Angela Montenegro, Benoit Blanc, Penelope Garcia, Klaus and Viktor Hargreeves, Ash Williams

extra:

i have three cats and occasionally photo dump pics of them

i adore horror or crime anything pls pls give me recs

almost all of my socials are all under the same user as here lmfao

links:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/hauntingyourhouse

DNI: the basics of course, transmeds and terfs, radfems, com/proshippers, ddlg, NSFW blogs, i cannot think of anything else rn

welp that's it.

#pinned intro #introduction #intro post #pinned post #dni list #kate bush because yes #dividers from @firefly-graphics #i love their graphics sm #Spotify

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joelslegalwhrereads · 3 years

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earhfairytale‘s masterlist

𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧⁀➷ fic recs | pinterest | spotify

Follow my new main blog @iamemy4 for the newest versions and updates!❤️

new masterlist

♥︎ 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜

*.· 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 ·.*

❥ I can help | 1.3k | geralt x fem!reader | Much to your fathers disliking, you not only serve a Witcher in his tavern, but you also leave with Geralt to find his child of surprise.

❥ Destiny | 1.5k | geralt x fem!reader | Geralt finds you injured in the woods

❥ Her Sweet Kiss | 3.2k | geralt x fem!reader | You’re a golden dragon and the king sent Geralt to kill you but he refuses in the end.

*.· 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫 ·.*

❥ Stay with me okay? | 571 | august walker x reader | you get shot by the men that want Ethan in Paris. What no one knows is that you and Walker have a past together and he would do anything for you.

♥︎ You‘re welcome, Gruffi | 530+ | august walker x fem!reader | You know who August is, who he really is, and even though you don‘t like his plans you help him

❥ softy on the inside | 1.1k | dad!august walker x (fem!)mom!reader | Hiiii! I saw that your requests are open! Can you please do one with August Walker, when Ethan Hunt and the team find out that he has a wife and son and they get to see how soft august is with his family but immediately shifts to his usual self with them?”

*.· 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥 ·.*

❥ And just like that | 1.8k | henry cavill x fem!reader | You and Henry have known each other since you were both little. After his last breakup, you confront him which makes him realize some things

❥ Just us | 2.2k | henry cavill x fem!reader | (request) „Henry cavill request with paparazzi and age gap? Maybe finally going public or being randomly jumped by them“

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*.· 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐮𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐲 ·.*

♥︎ Confesions | 900+ | james aubrey x reader | You and Aubrey are married but because you don't work together very often, the team doesn't know it yet, which changes when you all meet at the royal diner after a case.

❥ files and surprises | 461 | james aubrey x fem!reader | Booth and Brennan are dropping off a file at Aubrey's place but they weren't expecting you, because there was one thing they didn't know. That you were not only dating him but also living together with him.

*.· 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 ·.*

❥ I‘m here | 750 | lance sweets x reader | after a boy dies in his arms, Lance needs someone. And you’re the only one he wants to be with.

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*.· 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐰 ·.*

❥ moodboard

*.· 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐧 ·.*

❥ Drunk confessions | 1.9k | jake „hangman“ seresin x reader | You’ve had enough of hiding your feelings for Jake, so you drink yourself a little courage and just screw it

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*.· (𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭) 𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐝 ·.*

❥ Look how cool this is | 1.2k | (adult) adam reed x fem!reader | You never had the chance to go to the cinema and see Encanto in 2022. But travelling back in time with Adam you get a second chance, and your baby bump turns out to be the perfect cup holder.

*.· 𝐍𝐨𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡 ·.*

❥ Coming home | 422 | nolan booth x fem!reader | You‘ve been waiting for Nolan at your house in Bali when he comes home from Italy

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*.· 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐀𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐫 ·.*

❥ Little piece of bliss | 966 | frank adler x ofc | Where Lillie finds her happiness in Frank and Mary

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*.· 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 ·.*

❥ I love you | 380 | bucky barnes x reader | You thought you lost him, but years later the unexpected happens