The Dynamics Just From The First Chapter Were So Fun, With Such Great World Building… I Have A Feeling

do u think jaime is the only one who (outside of wet nurses) picked tyrion up to comfort him? do u think he put tyrion on his shoulders to make him feel tall? did jaime run tyrions legs for him when he was having a bad pain day??? Do you think that, warped by cersei and tywin as he was, loves and cherishes his little brother? He doesn't see a monster that's his little buddy 🥺

Wait no wait wait hold on wait—

they are brothers. They love each other. They are best friends. They are the only ones who care about each other. Tyrion is the ONLY one who doesn’t want anything from Jaime, and Tyrion is the only one who truly loves Jaime. And Jaime doesn’t even know how much he loves Tyrion, as well.

They’re both emotionally crippled because of the trauma of their family. It doesn’t matter if you’re the Golden Child, First Born, Heir to Casterly Rock, or if you’re the monster who killed his mother and failed to uphold the family name. The burden is the same weight, and it’s so heavy that both of them were crushed beneath it.

I’m not crying. I’m fine. I’m fine. 🙂 I’m tot🙂ally 🙂 fin e.

Also yeah Jaime totally did physical therapy with tyrion sorry that’s canon georhshhe told me so

Murtagh and Eragon

Um, my eyes have been blessed this day🥺❤️💝The detail here is astounding and I am so beyond touched and grateful.

from @dauthdaert-the-orchid fic all bets are off!!

I loved the story and it's setting, the descriptions, and god! the characterisation was on point! Definitely a big fan so I thought what can I do to show my love? 🤔

Draw! So I did Ramsay riding his bull, because it was one of my fav parts (and I love drawing animals)

Seal

The biggest confidence boost is knowing that even my shittiest fanfic will be 10,000% better than any AI generated bullshit

OMG!!! Makes me think of cat boy Ramsay… One of the best aus ever…🥺😍😍

Thramsay warrior cats 😁

I made Ramsay a tortoiseshell so he's either transgender or infertile (your pick)

It’s here!!!!

The forecast is looking lovely today with a 90% chance of a new update on my fic, Ellipsism, tomorrow. Bring an umbrella, it’s raining smut and angst. 

Here’s a preview: 

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It’s a faraway sound, like coming up from underwater, familiar enough to jolt him out of wherever he is, louder, breaking through the surface. 

The door creaks when it opens, even after all those weeks of not being used, that first footfall of what must be a boot on concrete. Theon wonders what the room would look like if he were able to see right now. He’s felt the coldness of it, can only envision the fluorescent lights that would accompany it, the dancing shadow moving across his floor as Ramsay stalks over, approaching him from behind. 

Theon had moved his mattress, turned it over after staining it more with his filth, because if he’s to live down here, alone and forgotten, he might as well move the one thing he was able to. Positioned himself in the corner of the room, because somehow it felt safer there, warmer. Lays with his knees against his chest now, stifling another shiver that creeps along his spine. 

Ramsay steps deliberately slow. 

He’s in a daring mood. 

WIP WORD TRAIN

Rules: Tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word you share an excerpt from your WIPs that starts with that letter.

Tagged by: @pseudonym-s

Thank you for the tag! I know I’m really late, but life has been a mess. This was so fun though:))

(A tiny bit of nsfw-ish beneath the cut)

C

Certain now that Ramsay wouldn’t give him what he really craved, Theon resigned himself to his fate and continued allowing the other man to feed him without a fight.

“You’re so cute when you’re dejected, you know,” Ramsay said, his voice and gaze genuinely, annoyingly fond.

Theon frowned, but took the next bite anyway; too tired to argue anymore.

As soon as the morsel passed his lips, the grip was back, holding tightly to his base.

He nearly choked on his mouthful as Ramsay resumed stroking him with quick, rough movements.

R

Ramsay whispered, “What could you do to stop me right now if you actually wanted me to?”

U

Unlike every other morning he had woken up after a night of drinking, something was off about this instance. His body felt weighted down and lethargic as if his muscles had been repeatedly pounded with a meat cleaver. A sharp stinging in a place he had never felt hurt in such a way before…

E

“Exactly; we’re not kids. So let’s not act like it.” Robb’s gaze and tone were calmly stern. It was clear he was attempting to be firm without starting an argument. He had always been good at keeping his temper in check.

Unlike Theon.

L

look was warped with something startlingly close to malice.

“For the same reason you chain up an unruly dog; to teach it a lesson.”

Through the embarrassment and discomfort, that phrasing brought Theon’s hackles up the smallest bit.

“I don’t need to be ‘taught a lesson’ from you.”

All the snippets are from my wip; Place Your Bets.

Anybody that wants to share their works (even if you already have) PLEASE DO!! I need to see more of y’all’s wonderful writing🥺