Masterlist

Hi there amazing followers! Here’s the masterlist of my completed and ongoing works!

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𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐭𝐰𝐨, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 | 𝐛.𝐟.

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: man, i love bob floyd. i had an anon request for anything with bob being head over heels, and i accidentally took that and RAN! this got away from me so quickly bc the bob love/thirst clearly took over. requests are still open, but make sure you check the rules on my about page before sending one in! i am not so good with highly specific requests, but a character and trope/genre is always welcome! love y’all x ♥︎ liv

𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐬: bob floyd, fluff that abruptly changes direction and heads into spice without warning (sorrynotsorry), classic “one-sided” pining trope, 6k words

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: very suggestive content (no minor interaction!), brief emo bob, phoenix is a boss-ass bitch and i love her, etc.

Every day, you did four small Things guaranteed to more quickly bring about the demise of Lt. Robert Floyd. The torture was insufferable, the agony extreme. He was so whipped that he sometimes worried he was following you around by floating like a cartoon character walking past a particularly delicious pie. And you had no earthly idea.

To begin with, Thing One: in the morning, you would walk into the cafeteria at Top Gun five minutes before breakfast stopped being served and training began and place your hands on his shoulders, squeezing gently and saying, “Gooood morning, Bob! Are we ready to fly and try our best today?” Bob would choke on whatever he was currently eating and attempt to fight out a sentence in response, but you would already be gone, joining the queue for food. He would watch you stand in line, laughing at everything everyone said and beaming sunshine. 

You were so sweet, he could have stared at you for the entire morning, which he generally did. Sometimes he would snap to in the middle of a lecture and realize that he hadn’t absorbed a single word, too busy wondering what type of flowers you liked best, and would shift nervously in his seat, side-eyeing Phoenix’s notes to see what sort of life-saving information he had been missing out on. 

One morning, the only thing written on the page of his beaten leather notebook when Bob left class was “Probably lilies. Violets maybe?”

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Hunt: Light it up, Bryce

Danika: …

Danika: now, hold tf up.

Labyrinth

An imagine loosely based on the song Labyrinth of off Midnights by Taylor Swift ▪︎ read more Daemon & Aemond midnights imagines here: masterlist

themes: Aemond loses his eye at an older age (near the end of this) + there is no war (Rhaenyra is Queen), fluff, angst, mutual pining / warnings: language, mention of violence / word count: 5k

You and Aemond dance around each other for a long time, unable to make your feelings known to the other. Until an incident occurs, which makes him realize how important you truly are to him.

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20 minutes into tumblr mobile he gives you this look

Rhaenyra every time Alicent tries to throw a hissy fit throughout season one about one of her side hoes

*Alicent starts talking*

Daemon represents me:

+ pairing | ser harwin strong x f!princess!reader

+ a/n | y’all want a part two y’all got a part two

You awoke to pleasant birdsong, the mating call of a goldfinch overhead. The rising sun filled the sky with vibrant hues of orange and yellow. Sitting up from your bedroll, you rubbed the buildup of sleep in your eye. Your body was stiff from the departure of your bed the prior night and you stretched and rolled until you felt a little less rigid.

“Good morning princess,” Ser Harwin’s voice rang out, a little more rugged than normal from underuse. He cleared his throat as he approached you. The rest of the camp had already been packed away, save for your sleeping area, the fire embers smudged out. The stag from last night was draped on the backside of his horse.

Daemon beheading Vaemond in the throne room for calling Rhaenyra a whore - he’s been too quiet these past few episodes i’m glad to see him be a menace again

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Me:

“Love is a sacrament that should be taken kneeling”

—Oscar Wilde

dreaming of a home library...

WALTER DEVILLE played by Thomas Doherty | The Invitation (2022)

i actually have no idea how i feel about scottish independence i just think the idea of rebuilding hadrians wall is really funny

This is even funnier when you consider rebuilding Hadrian’s wall would annex parts of England to Scotland.

Hadrian’s Wall is entirely within England.

Scotland can have little a England

As a treat

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Me:

Saviour - Jake “Hangman” Seresin

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Summary: Someone won’t take a hint and need a fake boyfriend to ward them off? Hangman’s got you covered.

Warnings: alcohol, unwanted advancements (nothing major - just a douchebag), swearing.

Note: 2.6k - AHHHH I started drafting this after I saw TGM a couple of weeks ago and I finally got it all out of my head and into a doc. As per all my fics, it’s self indulgent and I have no regrets. My first TGM fic!! Let’s goooo!