@gav-san ... I can’t stop thinking about Van Augur, frustrated over some shit that happened and buttoning his shirt all the way up unevenly, and reader stepping in to fix it for him completely clueless about the effect she has on him.
Help.

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@gav-san ... I can’t stop thinking about Van Augur, frustrated over some shit that happened and buttoning his shirt all the way up unevenly, and reader stepping in to fix it for him completely clueless about the effect she has on him.
Help.
Sandor lovers, since you have all been very good, I have a Christmas gift almost ready for you <3 (at last that damned idea that assaulted me in en ... May? XDD I swore I'd write it or die trying and here I am people, much alive!)
The hottest thing I've ever writen for this man, fucking hells, I am sweating, coulnd't write more than two senteces without rubbing my face and screaming.
4000 words and counting. Not too much dialogue, he just grunts.
Oh, Van Augur... <3
Found here and here and here!!
This must happen. Oh yes, it's a MUST.
@gav-san!!!!! Potential yearner!!!!
Also, I was planning to make him just yearn and sigh but after seeing these pictures I am strongly considering the smut option.
After a pause, I am slowly writing Northern Star Pt 2. Ang guys... GUYS... *insert Boromir meme with the circled hand* I'll tell you this, I have never ever written intimacy with so much respect and care before. Everything is delicate, full of doubts, and so slow and filled with tenderness my heart can't take it.
"Dont fucking ever touch me again" reader said at the end of first part.
Oh girl...you are gonna let him soon... you are even gonna... softly encourage him... and the way his touch is gonna feel is just...
Drake, struggling and panting hard: I am sorry, I just... I never... Reader cups his hace: had sex before? Drake closes his eyes and shakes his head: ...made love.
*Biting my knuckles*
This man is full of love, reverence, devotion, and so touch starved it hurts.
Rumi, Jinu, KPop Demon Hunters Cast, EJAE, Andrew Choi · KPop Demon Hunters (Soundtrack from the Netflix Film) · Song · 2025
Yes, I am listening to this while I write it and I am not ashamed of it.
You got a dark side, guess you're not the only one What if we both tried fighting what we're running from? We can't fix it if we never face it What if we find a way to escape it?
PS: you know me, I am slow, but we'll get there. Just be patient <3
x Drake is the kind of man who says "My men miss you" when all he really wants to say is "I miss you".
I'll die on that hill.
Okay so, first of all: I'm sorry. 😂 Northern Star was only supposed to be 2 parts, then it turned into 3, and now it's gonna be 4 + a surprise. It's not my fault though. The characters are in charge, and Drake kept asking me (or begging me, even) to slow down. He just needs to… take his time, and he made that pretty clear.
*Jin listening to Let's Get Physical at full blast, hammering away at the keyboard* Drake: hey, hey, wait. I just... one second. Jin: what? Drake: I think we need here a... huh, how do they call it? slow burning. Jin: oh, slow burn, okay, yes, let's do that, yes. *nods then stares at him* Drake... what. Jin: have you been reading fanfiction? Drake: no, why?! Jin: just... Drake: *clears his throat, extremely serious AND blushing* I have to go now. Jin: sure, sure.
Writing Northern Star part 4 feel like...
You feel him reaching blindly behind you, trying to find the window handle. He finds it, and covers it with his large palm before pressing your body back against it with his full weight.
We are NOT getting hurt by the window handle people. Rest assured-
almost 1000 words it takes her to sit her goddamned ass at that table. Drake follows, noting that there is, as he feared, no space for both their legs under it. The first course hasn’t even arrived and he is already sweating. He wonders how on earth he is going to survive the night.
The face of a man dying inside.
Gosh, I enjoy playing dolls *rubbing my hands devilishly*