#haha... ha...

[lostwords-found]

Boy oh boy, it sure would suck to accidentally get trapped into feeding an eldritch horror against your will, and then think for a while you're kind of making the whole deal work for you, and then realize too late you're in too deep, only to meet with horrific consequences when you try to walk away. That would really suck, huh, Chester? Lucky for you that you're a computer and you don't have to worry about that kind of thing, right? hahahaha

[cypresswood3]

question. what are your feelings about oscar x arthur x john? as a ship

I am. So mad how little time they gave Oscar. I could really say that about anyone from season 4, I suppose.

When I tell you I was salivating waiting for the priest character to appear. Yeah I spoiled the cast for myself with some fanart that popped up on pinterest, and I kid you not, it were Oscar and Larson that kept me going throughout seasons 1 and 2 when I hadn't even known their names yet.

I love Oscar. Despite how little time he was given. I love the way he latches onto Arthur practically out of desperation, how Arthur does the same, but not for him, but for his humanity. I'd love to see John and Oscar reluctant to share Arthur but finding common ground in worshipping the hell out of him. I love imagining how slow and agonizing the process of actual romance would develop. I like to imagine a growing comradery between John and Oscar, based on their shared adoration of Arthur. John feeling Arthur's frustration or tensity and gesturing to Oscar to let him know he should step in. John's hand guiding Oscar's to Arthur's sweetest spots...

So uh! Although I never post about him, Oscar does have a place in my heart. And either does this ship. I've read some ao3 stuff on them and that was elite.

[rosey-mango]

I fr need to write all my finalized lore down in a notebook somewhere.

I have digital notes and whatnot, but I'm always scared it's all gonna get deleted lmao and I can't remember shit without it.

I'm such a good story writer trust 🙏 /j

[zoklaanogar]

the door closes behind them , the queen consort and her sworn protector ALONE in her bedchamber. jon's hands are clasped together behind his back , his posture that of a SOLDIER as he stares at the wall ahead. it was a tragedy , what had befallen aemond. to lose an eye , and at such a young age , to none other than his own kin was unfathomable. lord commander westerling had discovered the boys shortly after the attack upon jon's half - brother , prompting jon and other members of his father's guard to step in. while he had not seen the quarrel as it had played out , jon had an inclination to BELIEVE daemon's daughters and rhaenyra's sons as they recounted what had occurred.

alicent , however , had not seen it that way.

an eye for an eye , she'd demanded. equal payment due of lucerys for the life - altering injury he had dealt his uncle. it was jon who had been given the order , though his father had forbade it. his queen , however , promptly reminded those in attendance that he was SWORN to her , not his father , not his king. an order was an order , jon knew , despite the words of his king , despite the pleas of his nephew , despite the worry in the eyes of his sister , despite the silent threat from daemon across the room. jon would bow his head , uttering " as my queen demands , " despite everything in his mind URGING him to defy orders , to remain where he stood.

nothing had come of it , for his father had stepped in , ordering his wife to mind her place , to not harm a single hair on the head of prince lucerys.

but everything had happened in a flash. alicent had taken the dagger from the king's hip , intent on digging out the eye of the one who had harmed her boy. jon had acted , then , hoping to reach his queen before she had taken such a drastic action. rhaenyra , however , had been the one to meet the queen , to hold her at bay , whereas prince daemon had grabbed jon by the shoulders , perhaps believing that he was making a move to assist the queen. he did not meet his uncle's gaze , kept his eyes solely on alicent , even as lucerys' screams of terror filled the room.

now , in the queen's bedchamber , jon's chest expands beneath his armor as he breathes deeply , filling his lungs to capacity. he holds his breath , the BURNING of his lungs grounding him , and then releases it. the trained soldier leaves with the air from his lungs , replaced by the king's bastard , by the brother of the princess , by the friend of the queen he serves. he unclasps his hands , arms moving to dangle at his sides , and stalks deeper within the bedchamber. he stops at the table , taking the handle of a flagon of wine in his grasp , fills a cup , and downs it. QUICKLY.

" how DARE you , " are the words that fly from his mouth , his eyes narrowed as he glares at the queen. a PUNISHABLE offense , if she deems it so , but jon is beyond caring. " prince lucerys is a child , alicent ! a child ! who acted in defense of himself and his brother ! how could you DEMAND his eye for that ? "

a discussed starter for @quccninchains <3

[allthatispeculiar]

[lvl10blvkmage]

oh no , the dog is drinking the wave equation

[troythecatfish]

[shutinthenutouse]

[aesthetic-uni]

It’s that time of the year again

[doctorsiren]

Day 20 of Sirentober / Doctober

Hands / Journal

You can tell who never made a deal

Available as a print on my Etsy Shop

[blabberoo]

"You have 72 hours."

Left alone in the consequences of his obsession, he let desperation get hold of his intellect and come up with a plan. For the world. For himself.

[ronanxing]

harana

[justanartistiguess]

Kingerrrrrrrrr 😭😭😭

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

theyre both famous in their own ways

[troythecatfish]