Raye

my biggest fear is getting approached by billy eichner on the street

[zerotolerancepolicy-deactivated]

[capitanpoops]

fix-it: Baelor survives the tournament but suffers a neurological injury that temporarily affects his fine motor control, making it difficult for him to use his hands normally, Maekar takes care of him during his recovery

[cosmiiqueer]

can we like, have adaptations made by people who care about the thing they're adapting

[kidovna]

miwi, byler, cleradin, werehare, and vampwise but make them all lesbyler

[domi--mi]

I will always love them no matter how much they try to assassinate mike

[iwilleatyourenglish]

Legit shocked to learn you're married. You post like you've never gotten pussy in your life and I don't even mean that as an insult just an observation

man it's christmas not easter why are you putting me up on a cross

[catchymemes]

[ancientsstudies]

Beauty of nature in paintings.

[dear-ao3]

[narrenstrich]

“i‘m sorry anakin, for all of it“

[baellaggio]

The Children open Ned Stark’s eye in His Mercy Burns

Art by the wonderful Nightcrow Art.

For my latest chapter, Eddard IX.

[and-fishing-equipment]

"i don't comment on ao3 because i don't wanna be annoying or weird" skill issue + you greatly underestimate the power dynamic here, writing multi paragraph comments is like feeding a bunch of deeply insane and possibly starved ducks at the park and watch them go completely mad over having received a piece of bread

[kidovna]

and we kissed, as though nothing could fall

[regging]

it’s always when you open tumblr in public when an 1866 painting of a vagina shows up on your dash

[ooyama]

ぽぽぽ

[naelysfyre-deactivated20250506]

Friendly reminder that out of all Alicent's children, Aegon looks the most like her, and he copies after her plenty as well.

The chains he wears, the same perpetually miserable look in his eye, even the way he communicates with his own children.

Friendly reminder that Aegon is her first child. Aegon made Alicent a mother, and she will always love and hate him for it.

Imagine if all of your pain and suffering came out of your body wearing your face.

[random-brushstrokes]

Mila von Luttich (Austrian, 1872 - 1929)