Almoststeadyfire

“You look so much like your mother in certain lights.”

The Lady Alyrie Hightower (née Florent)

slouching towards biloxi - joan didion

When you’re in the middle of a fic and realise you’ve missed a very critical tag

knee deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out, is it casual now?

her collarbones !!! I feel like a victorian man seeing a woman's ankle for the first time

By the end of the year she had taken to talking to herself, and had come to have a deep aversion to the color green.

orchestra au - mahler's symphony no. 5

inspired by this fic by @mitchelljoni

rhaenicent week | day 7: free choice ⤷ RHAENICENT + tumblr asks (x, x)

them

alicent, the most godly pure woman in the realm, can never resist a slutty little waist chain