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“One day you’ll laugh so much that you’ll forget you have scars.”
— Benjamín Griss
The Lord of The Rings: The Return of The King, J.R.R Tolkien
an ode to jon snow’s beautiful ass
unconditional - a strangers to lovers, single parents Jonerys fic
The day has finally arrived; the northern Wolfswood Retreat that Jon had been organizing for months as a surprise birthday treat for his little Lyanna. After having tragically lost the mother of his child almost eight years ago -- and focusing on taking on the role of trying to do best by his daughter as an unexpectedly single father -- romantic relationships had been far from his mind. As it happens, they are introduced to Daenerys Targaryen –- the only other single parent at the retreat with a young daughter of her own, Rhae -- of whom she and Lyanna become irrevocably inseparable, all while Jon patiently learns what a parallel life he and Daenerys have shared.
Eternity Ch. 2
*pops back in with the next chapter*
Thank you to everyone who has read, left kudos and/or commented. Hope this new chapter has been worth the wait.
PS. Can someone tell my muses to share their love to my other WIPs? The addiction is making me stare at the word count.
Read here:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Eternity
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Exiled without trial. Tortured without mercy. The Jedi Knight once known as Jon Snow died long before he became the Winter King. A weapon forged by betrayal and silence. A ghost wrapped in shadows. But when the Force stirs and the woman he once loved returns to the heart of his storm, Jon is forced to face the one truth he couldn’t destroy: he never stopped loving her. As Jedi and Sith clash, and an ancient evil rises to devour the stars, Daenerys Targaryen must choose between duty and desire — and Jon must decide if he is more than the monster they made. To be with her in paradise, what wouldn’t he sacrifice?
Author's Note: So when Alex Warren released Eternity, I got a brain wave about a WIP I'd written 3 years ago. The WIP in question is actually older than my youngest child.... So it's been a busy few years. I've since finished one college degree and adding a fourth atm. And my wife and I are expecting baby #5 to complete the five-a-side team for Christmas.
Rereading the handwritten version of this fic - I'd originally thought I'd lost it - made me fall in love with it all over again, after struggling to love my writing for a while. So I scanned and typed up the handwritten version (yes, I still handwrite my fics. It's an old therapeutic thing that helps my head) and it's currently sitting very very pretty on 110k words. I've been making revisions so that word count is gonna keep going up. So I've decided I'm going to post one chapter a week.
Just to note: it's a fusion rather than Star Wars verse fic. I've taken bits and pieces from SWTOR, Star Wars Legends and Star Wars Disney Canon to create this story. Because nerd me likes certain things and made them headcanon for me for this fic. It's very much GOT with Star Wars.
Eternity
Read here:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Exiled without trial. Tortured without mercy. The Jedi Knight once known as Jon Snow died long before he became the Winter King. A weapon forged by betrayal and silence. A ghost wrapped in shadows. But when the Force stirs and the woman he once loved returns to the heart of his storm, Jon is forced to face the one truth he couldn’t destroy: he never stopped loving her. As Jedi and Sith clash, and an ancient evil rises to devour the stars, Daenerys Targaryen must choose between duty and desire — and Jon must decide if he is more than the monster they made. To be with her in paradise, what wouldn’t he sacrifice?
Author's Note: So when Alex Warren released Eternity, I got a brain wave about a WIP I'd written 3 years ago. The WIP in question is actually older than my youngest child.... So it's been a busy few years. I've since finished one college degree and adding a fourth atm. And my wife and I are expecting baby #5 to complete the five-a-side team for Christmas.
Rereading the handwritten version of this fic - I'd originally thought I'd lost it - made me fall in love with it all over again, after struggling to love my writing for a while. So I scanned and typed up the handwritten version (yes, I still handwrite my fics. It's an old therapeutic thing that helps my head) and it's currently sitting very very pretty on 110k words. I've been making revisions so that word count is gonna keep going up. So I've decided I'm going to post one chapter a week.
Just to note: it's a fusion rather than Star Wars verse fic. I've taken bits and pieces from SWTOR, Star Wars Legends and Star Wars Disney Canon to create this story. Because nerd me likes certain things and made them headcanon for me for this fic. It's very much GOT with Star Wars.
Muña | a Jonerys drabble
“Okay, little love, I understand,” she cooed, her eyes falling closed. “You’ll be out of there in no time. Enjoy it while you have it, or I’ll have to start charging you rent,” she hummed a laugh to herself. “Mama doesn’t have any more room to grow, and I’m afraid your daddy and I are too eager to wait a moment longer.” As Dany takes a small, quiet respite, she discovers her husband capturing the small moments.
originally from the tumblr vault now posted on ao3! ✨
Crush | a Jonerys ficlet
She was in the back room double checking inventory when Doreah all but broke the swinging door down, hissing her name. “Dany! He’s back!” “Who?” Frowning, it took Dany a second to understand who she meant. Then, she rolled her eyes. “Oh. It doesn’t matter, Doreah, he very clearly had a girlfriend the last couple of times he was in.” The least she could do was not drool atop their merchandise over a man who was probably trying to help his girlfriend spice things up in the bedroom. While it was a little unusual that there had been so frequent of visits within a short span of time - four times in two weeks, not that she was paying that close attention - there was no point in making it extra awkward for everyone.
from the tumblr vault: prompts “i prefer blondes” & “trust me”
Autistook's favorite fictional characters - pt 12 (no particular order)
Arwen Undómiel, The Lord of the Rings
Played by Liv Tyler
What Have You Become?
Summary: Exiled by his grandfather and mortally tortured by his Uncle, the man that had once been Jon Snow gave into the darkness they feared grew within him. They made him the monster they feared. He killed the boy. He killed the boy and let the man be born. But there were some parts still left alive. Would he have the strength to destroy that weakness? Or would the love of his life bring him back from the darkness?
"Jon," she breathed, watching as the man she once loved - the man she still loved - cut down soldier after soldier. The broken half-mask revealing the corrupted eyes he now bore; the stormy grey eyes she'd fallen for long gone. Watching with bated breath as her brother stumbled and stuttered, shaking with fear in front of the Sith Lord.
"What have you become?" Viserys gasped, holding his wounded arm as he fell to his knees, Jon's outstretched hand curled in a Force grip around him.
"I am what you made me," Jon answered, his voice distorted from the mask's modulator. "Jon Snow is gone. I am what remains." There was pain and anger in his voice. Hatred. Suffering. Nothing left of the man she loved. "Your pain has only begun.... Uncle."
The recording faded put as her brother began to scream as he was set afire. Her stomach turned, hands shaking at the footage she had just witnessed. "Jon...." A lone tear slid down her cheek as his name escaped her in a broken gasp. Her Jon Snow was gone. In his place, the Night King had risen.
And she was to be sent to end him.
But how did one kill their own heart?
I'm reblogging this for my own sake because I can't find it on my damn google drive.
.... It may be coming sooner than y'all think
Most Unexpected Time Ch. 2
It's alive!
Read chapter here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/67197220/chapters/175518591
Sneak Peek to Most Unexpected Times Ch. 2
Her laughter softened first, fading into something quieter—something breathless and aching—as her hands found his face. She touched him like he was something she already missed, fingers gliding from his cheek to the strong line of his jaw, then up to trace the faint scars hidden beneath the scruff. Her thumbs brushed over his cheekbones, reverent, memorising.
Jon stayed above her, the full weight of him braced on his elbows, his chest brushing hers with every breath. Her legs were still looped around his waist, keeping him close, as if she'd decided he was going nowhere now that he’d come to her.
He dipped his head, and their foreheads bumped softly—once, twice—before their mouths met again. No teasing this time. No smirking. Just a kiss that melted between them, slow and tender, deepening only when she sighed against his lips and he leaned into her like he couldn’t help it.
The fire crackled in the hearth. The rain whispered at the windows.
And in the hush of that moment, there was only them.
“Living with anxiety is like being followed by a voice. It knows all your insecurities and uses them against you. It gets to the point when it’s the loudest voice in the room. The only one you can hear.”
— healthyplace
Chapter 6 is now out.
Read here on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34204096/chapters/171611185