Hi. My name is a need to know basis - meaning if I donāt know you then you donāt need it.
But you can call me CJ. Most people do on here
Fandoms I write for: Peaky Blinders, Bridgerton, Sons of Anarchy, Mayans MC, Vikings, The Tudors Game of Thrones and House of the Dragon
If I know and like the character then Iāll write for them
Pairings I write: mainly canon x reader but Iām trying canon x oc (Iām LGBTQ+ but I only write MxF pairings given the fact most of my fandoms are in a time period before it was acceptable to yourself in the world)
Always be kind and if you canāt be kind be quiet
Under twenty: DNI, ageless and blank blog: DNI
And remember: someone is always watching in the woodlands
Grew up hard, fell off harder
Cooking our brains, smoking that shit
His daddy was harsh, but his mama was worse.
Cassie understood that, the only child of a woman with a sharp tongue and hard hand. Never knew her daddy.
He was the pretty boy who frequently had blood on his knuckles and his eyes on her, She was the beautiful girl who went to church and blushed every time she caught him staring.
They fell together in the dry Alabama heat. She'd sit around the workshop as he fixed the locals cars. He'd steal kisses and sips of her drinks, with a smile that made her weak.
Sean had a truck, they'd go for days driving the long roads not worrying about getting back, Cassie's legs stretched out, bare feet hanging out the window.Ā
Some moody blues on the radio, Sean's hand tucked in the crook of her neck. By nighttime they'd take weed and beer to the truck-bed with a blanket, curl up and talk about their future.
How he'd leave all this behind if he could, his daddy had died and left him with a dying business to save. His mama was counting on him, and he felt like he had something to prove.Ā
How she didn't want to rely on vodka like her mama. She was determined to make more of herself. No one was counting on her, but herself.
Cassie would wake sprawled across his chest, his arm protective and tight around her. Sticky from the early morning heat, skin covered in the fine layer of dust from the dirt road.
She'd always been a good girl, good for her mama and the Lord.Ā
But, in fresh morning light she swore she felt heaven as she moved slow and steady against Sean, his hands on her waist as she rolled into him. She was closest to heaven when she was seated in his lap, and she swore that the Lord sent him for her.Ā
The night she went to pick him up from some dive bar in town, and watched him all over some blonde. She'd hauled out of the parking lot with bile raising in her throat and burning tears on her cheeks.
That's how she knew she was in love with Sean Wallace.
All she could do was cry and curse his name. Men were no good, that's what her mama would say.
He'd come around a day later, had seen her taillights as she left the lot and stayed away to let her calm down. He knew exactly what she'd assumed,Ā "you're wrong and if you can't see that, then I ain't the man for you, darling"Ā
She'd stood on the front porch, curls falling in her face, one of his Budweiser T-shirts on,Ā "you are the man for me, but I don't wanna see you with other girls"Ā
He'd caught her pouting lips with his, holding her against the wooden doorĀ "I don't need no other girls when I'm in love with you"
She never had to wonder if he was sure from that day on.Ā
Inspired by Lee's @zablife - American Teenager AU.
Using Sean & Cassie from Souls Burning.
Divider by @/strangergraphics
Behind every unstable Targaryen man thereās a beautiful woman
Sometimes his sister, sometimes his niece
Princes Aerion, Vaelor, Aenys and Daemon were all both distressed and yet so utterly pleased to find their niece had grown. Where was their little girl with a giggling smile and utterly correct opinions they always agreed with? And who was this vision in her place?
Fire & Blood, Being a History of the Targaryen Kings of Westeros' by Archmaester Gyldayn
Rewatching the whole thing - obvi. Thinking of doing a Daemon/Daemyra study and sharing my nightly thoughts as I watch 2 episodes at a time. My thoughts on who he is as a character (show canon only, book Daemon is a beast of his own and I don't wanna get into it lol) and my thoughts on his relationship with our beloved queen š„°
I wanna look at their relationship as a whole and how it impacts the Realm, his decision making when it comes to her and Viserys... all that fun stuff lol. Mostly just to refresh my headcanon for upcoming fics, and see him giving āØļøbackshotsāØļø to Mysaria in S1E1.
I am mentally unwell thinking about what will happen this upcoming season, but for the next week and a half I'm gonna savor Matt in a wig and or covered in blood. š
Matt x OC fic finally gets an update this week stay tuned š«¶š»
