I still can’t believe there’s a green tick next to this fic 🥹 That said, I’m a shark who can’t hold still, so: not including my FTH fics, on no particular timeline and in no particular order, here are some upcoming med-long projects I have on the bubble…
Plus Chaus Que Braise - Bridgerton-esque Regency omegaverse, rivals to lovers, Alpha4Alpha (but one of them’s lying)
Ghostly mystery collab with @angellilou-art
Tandaradei (continuing where it left off)
Heaven’s Gate - a dark canon divergent AU inspired by @gleafer
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Synopsis: Princess Jaelys Targaryen is the eldest daughter of Prince Baelor Targaryen and twin to Prince Valarr Targaryen. Nearly two years after the death of Lady Dyanna Dayne, Jaelys is married to her uncle, Prince Maekar Targaryen. The couple must navigate their blooming relationship while dealing with the tourney at Ashford.
Futile Devices — Rhaenyra Targaryen x OC
Synopsis: FLASH BACK CHAPTER! Rhaenyra and Aelor share their first ever night together, changing their relationship forever and the course of House Targaryen's history.
Lust for Life — Roderick Dustin x Reader (Requested fic)
Synopsis: Roddy the Ruin runs into a lost hiker, things quickly become complicated.
No More Tears — Roderick Dustin x OC
Synopsis: Vacaerys Velaryon had always been stoic like his elder brother Jacaerys, but after learning devastating news, he has no choice but to crawl into the arms of his lover heartbroken and lost.
hiiiiii 😅 sorry for being so inactive recently but university has been kicking my butt! I just finished another assignment and my last ones are due in next week so I will hopefully be back to posting obsessively very soon! Anywayssss, I know I said I would write for some asks a few days ago but then I got hit with this Baelor x reader post-ashford idea and idek how but I have like 8k words for it and I'm not finished yet...
Yeahhhh so, here's the synopsis and some lines from it to keep you updated until I post:
After the trial of the Seven, Baelor reawakens and begins to heal. He has of course been altered by the events, but to what extent? Jena begins to notice the little changes, until they all culminate to make everything somehow far more worse than the trial itself. And then there is you...
Despite your time working in the Red Keep, there were some things years of subservience could not quash from you. Perhaps it was your struggle to hold onto your own naiveté, to not have all the hopes and dreams that kept you alive in Flea Bottom all those long years be crushed to dust. Or perhaps it was your own stupidity, a recklessness and self-destructive tendency that kept those fantasies alive. Whatever it was, your fascination with the royal family could not be killed. More specifically, your fascination with Prince Baelor.
....
You had been warned time and time again, “do not look at the Targaryens. You are a maid, a mere mortal in the face of these beasts. They will chew you up and spit out your bones if they find your gaze abhorrent. Best to keep your eyes on your task and scurry away when you can.” And most of the time you stuck to this warning. Though you were a curious thing (to your own detriment), and you often wished to lift your head, to gaze in wonder, you had become very good at dispelling your own urges. And you stuck to this those first few days in the Crown Prince’s chambers.
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DAY 05 | WIP WEEK - A WIP From Your Largest Fandom
This one is a bit more self-indulgent and new for me because I am relatively new to this fandom overall. There was a very long period of time where I refused to watch Supernatural because the fandom was... toxic (I was on Tumblr during the peak craze and good gods it just turned me off to the whole thing) + Dean gave me the ick a bit because at first he reminded me of every fuck boy I ever dated in high school.
ANYWAY - now that I have been exposed and learned the error of my ways, I - of course - now am writing a fic with an OC for it.
Definitely am hemming and hawing about posting it after I finish my Soldier Boy story, but I am currently leaning toward posting it as long as people behave.
Anywho, a snippet from my upcoming Supernatural fic: Swear Right Now Before The Devil.
-You came - she whispered after a moment , approaching him slowly.
-You called - he replied , smiling smugly , when he noticed how the woman looked at him , how she fought to control the trembling of her body.
The man allowed her fingers to brush against his pale torso, where his heart was hidden, taking pleasure in her curiosity , which seemed to grow by the second, with each newly touched patch of his skin.
-How should I call you? - she asked , leveling her gaze with him.
Suddenly he grabbed her wrist , that was touching his human flesh.
-You have called me , and yet you do not know my name? - he said, pulling her close to him, so close that their lips were almost touching, and their breaths mingled.
-You have many names and many forms - she replied , resting her free hand on his shoulder to try and push him away , but in vain.
The devil took one last look at her before his attention shifted to the witch's wrist, the same one he held in an iron grip, the same one he kissed extremely tenderly, leaving an electrifying feeling behind.
-Aemond - he muttered after a brief moment , his mouth moving upward, kissing her blood-stained fingertips - You will call me Aemond , little witch.
-Aemond - she repeated, tasting his name on her tongue.
-Again - he growled , embracing her around the waist , making her black , lace dress slowly become covered in crimson.
-Aemond - she whispered , looking at him , but his attention was focused on her full , soft lips.
-Tell me my beautiful Y/n- he murmured , catching her chin between his fingers, pulling her towards him again ,letting her addictive scent delude his senses -Tell me what you desire , and I will give it to you.
