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Good Job Tumblr
1. What's the worst fanfic you've ever written/have thought about writing?
Dunno. I'm such a perfectionist that I probably wouldn't even start writing it if it was that bad. Once I was going to write a drogo/viserys au, but honestly when I thought about it it gave me the squicks so I stopped.
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post: Major negativity under the cut. [[MOR] Every...
Do you want a hug? I promise I’m not one of the ignorant and loud people.
Thanks, love! I know you're not. There are just a few people who I legitimately wonder how they exist.
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“Everything on my dash right now is making me want to punch someone...”
You okay?
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“Everything on my dash right now is making me want to punch someone...”
what's on your dash?
you know when Tumblr SJ stuff goes really, really, really bad? Some of that's happening on my dash right now.
"What do you mean, you're rooting for the fucking Seahawks?" Sandor growled.
In that moment, Arya questioned the wisdom of her decision to host a Super Bowl Party. What made her think that Sandor, Gendry, Anguy, and Thoros would even get along... did she even like Thoros?
But Thoros shrugs, and says, "That game against Green Bay was clearly the work of the lord, and who am I to turn against that?."
But when the game ends with the ball in Malcolm Butler's hands, she knows she's made the right decision.
Especially when Sandor snorts out, "Praise R'holler."
Jeyne started shaking the moment she saw the man who had sold her into this, the man that had her whipped and stripped her virtue and dignity,even her name, now standing in the great hall of Winterfell with a girl that made Jeynes eyes go wide-Sansa.
She bit her lip, cautious not to let the blood show--if she had learned anything from her ordeal, it was to tamper down weakness. It kept the wolves at bay.
Wolves, she thought, forcing herself to meet Sansa's eyes. Her friend held her gaze for just a moment, but it was long enough for Jeyne to see the change there--the were as hard as ice, blue gems in a porcelain facade.
Eyes now averted, Sansa took the arm of the man beside her and smiled at nothing in particular, a mockery of warmth.
Rhaella was jolted awake by her brother climbing into bed next to her.
She opened her mouth, a not tonight on her lips. But Aerys didn't stir. For a moment, Rhaella wondered, as she so often did (out of hope? fear?) if he was dead.
Then she felt his long fingernails scratching gently at her spine and between her shoulderblades, up and down and up and down. It felt...good.
"A boy should pay more attention," Jaqen said as he sat on the window frame of the king's bedroom.
"I don't need to pay attention," a boy-king (just a boy, just a young foolish boy) snotted. "I have the Kingsguard to do that for me."
"And where is a boy's Kingsguard now, when a man waits for a boy in his bedchamber? When a man touches a boy's cock like this, just so?
"Well," a boy said, his hips shifting under the touch of a man's leather gloves, "I don't need them when I have you."
you didn't even reblog this meme but "Hello I am going to be auditioning for the role of Jenn, and I will be singing Have you ever heard the german band."
OHHHHH! HABEN SIE GEHORT DAS DEUTSCHES BAND
MIT A BANG
MIT A BOOM
MIT A BANG BANG BOOM BOOM BANG
OOHHHH HABEN SIE GEHORT DAS DEUTSCHES BAND! MIT A BANG! MIT A BOOM! MIT A BANG BANG BOOM BOOM--
