Viri

This is where I post about fanfiction! I'm also also on twitter and ao3 under same name-ish.

[francy-sketches]

Rhaenyra in armor kofi request

[malotte00]

[malotte00]

Beautiful maiden🗡️

[malotte00]

Lizzy

[malotte00]

A gift for a friend 🗡️

[malotte00]

Rhaenicent🌷

[malotte00]

Hug

[malotte00]

Lucerys and Rhaena

[malotte00]

Gently

[gutpunchlove]

daeron targaryen + little details

[viridessense]

how dare he be my favourite

[shuploc]

Connor/Ilya as "The Fallen Angel"

[viridessense]

once again at a point where i'm contemplating just word vomiting my stupidly convoluted aus on here just to get them out of my brain

[kateammann]

Happy World Wildlife Day! 🦊🦆🐿️🦋

[ghost-of-hollanov]

[parcai]

sometimes i think about how troy is so much like shane. the same obsessiveness. hockey as the axis his whole life turns on, the food rituals, the precision of it & his health (salmon is a treat for him...). the same social unawareness, the awkwardness, the anxiety, the unblinking seriousness. the way he moves through the world slightly out of sync, like he’s still learning rules everyone else already knows. he’s like shane, just slightly to the left. shane, but if he were drowning. shane, but if he had all the same rocks in his pockets that ilya carried for years. the family or lack thereof, the secrecy, the loneliness, & the quiet, constant self-erasure.

so fucking of course it’s ilya who sees it immediately. he sees shane in him, and he sees himself, too—the version of himself that existed before shane loved him. and loving troy, helping him, feels almost like having a piece of hollander there. something steady and familiar in his hands, even when shane is weeks and cities away (and ilya is so secretly miserable he could scream). of fucking course ilya is the one who reaches for him first, clings to him really, & refuses to let him drown, when no one else sees it or is brave enough to help him

ilya and shane invented love so completely it spills out of them and saves other people. god whatever

[rovermcfly]

I think a lot of people are forgetting that on tumblr fandom used to be practiced very differently. now everyone fucks off to their discords or tumblr groups to discuss everything with a select few, making tags be nearly only used for posting some finished fanworks or not at all

a decade ago people didn't have tumblr groups. people didn't even have dms. if you wanted to talk to anyone about anything you had to make a post, or send an ask (which more often than not would get published and thereby become a post in the end too)

so next time you think "I have a fandom thought but I have to find a small group of hyperspecifically like-minded people to share it with in private" remember all the freaks you could be missing out on meeting by keeping the tags dead. use tags, make friends. fuck discord.

[theduchessofboredom]

You can't hide gold like this in the tags! That really is the perfect way to put it! ⬇️

[gffa]

I desperately need more fics that focus on people's surprise that Shane Hollander, Mr. Polite Canadian with his Media Perfect Smile and Practiced Bland Answers and Good Sportsmanship and Sweetheart "Let's Go!" Cheer when he beat Scott and Ilya's time at All-Stars, to realize that the real Shane's vocabulary is literally 30% the word "fuck". "Fuck you", "fuck off", "you fucking moron", "I fucking hate you", "this fucking guy", "go fuck yourself", "are you fucking kidding me", "I will fucking kill you, motherfucker", "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" are all things he will say within 45 minutes of showing up to practice. I need more fics of everyone being a little shellshocked about just how much Shane Hollander swears and meanwhile Ilya is just laughing in the background because he told people Shane swore like a sailor and nobody believed him until now.