Do No Harm (masterlist)
pairing: doctor!Aemond Targaryen x doctor!Reader
parts: 3/3 completed
summary: This is your starting line. This is your tourney ground. How well you do, is up to you. Your surgical internship begins at Citedal General Hospital.
rating: mature/explicit/18+
author's note: the first part is planned to be posted soon as a celebration of my follower milestone! thank you for all your love and support, excited to share more with you!
tropes: workplace romance
dividers by @firefly-graphics ❤️
Part 1: Girl In The Bar
Part 2: Bandaids & Butterflies
Part 3: Running on Sunshine
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a story told in two pictures (a female charles leclerc x max verstappen fic draft)
or: jos verstappen is trying to play matchmaker (he's lestappen fan #1), removing all obstacles that could get in the way of his plans. because the only woman he'll ever accept as daughter in law is none other than ferrari driver charles leclerc
inspired by the fact that jos verstappen follows charles leclerc on instagram
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Current WIPS
( Phone guy image is a placeholder bc I’m struggling with bricks face.. )
Quick note, you can ask for any TD ship you’d like. As long as it’s not something problematic like at all. For example, I’m not drawing Cody x Sierra.
Anything that’s okay is fine tho <3
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wip wednesday
tagged by @nerdieforpedro @goodwithcheese @mrsmando to share a snippet from a wip. no one knows I’ve been chipping away at this, so… 🌝
It’s hard not to be aware of him. He looms, after all—in an enchanting way that you rarely mind.
Never mind, in truth.
But, you won’t admit that lightly. It’s why you let your head lean back, content to find him there—almost fully behind you, easily able to press his beskar flush against your spine.
But he won’t; Din never does.
“A person could get lost here,” you sigh, the words practically tumbling out.
A silence follows, one only punctuated by the distant hum of the city below. That is, until he shifts, until you hear him exhale, before adding:
“Not you.”
Dragging your eyes from the bustling cityscape over your shoulder, finding the lights dance and play upon his armoured form—it mesmerising, making him appear like he’s shimmering and twinkling.
“No?”
He silent for a moment. Just one. Singular. “Wouldn’t let you. I’d find you.”
Smirking, you turn back to the view. “You’re good at that—practically a professional.”
tagging @thelightsandtheroses @thetriumphantpanda @hellishjoel @psychedelic-ink @rhoorl @julesonrecord @ezrasbirdie
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I PRESENT TO YOU -> MY RECORD COLLECTION:
A Day At The Races (1976) - Queen
All Systems Go (1987) - Donna Summer
Azra (1980) - Azra
Berlin (1973) - Lou Reed
Besane noći (1988) - Magazin
Bitanga i princeza (1979) - Bijelo Dugme
Blonde on Blonde (1966) - Bob Dylan
Boy (1980) - U2
Bridge Over Troubled Water (1970) - Simon and Garfunkel
Ćiribiribela (1988) - Bijelo Dugme
Eto! Baš Hoću! (1976) - Bijelo Dugme
The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan (1963) - Bob Dylan
Gore iznad oblaka (1987) - Tutti Frutti Band
Grupa Zana (1988) - Zana
Hajde da ludujemo (1990) - Tajči
Live At The Bowl '68 (1987) - The Doors
Magical Mystery Tour (1967) - The Beatles
Nebeske Kočije (1988) - Novi Fosili
Paket aranžman (1981) - Električni Orgazam, Idoli, Šarlo Akrobata
Pearl (1971) - Janis Joplin
Pokvarena mašta i prljave strasti (1981) - Riblja Čorba
Primitive Cool (1987) - Mick Jagger
Prodavnica tajni (1988) - Bajaga i Instruktori
Rank (1988) - The Smiths
Revolver (1966) - The Beatles
The River (1980) - Bruce Springsteen
Rubber Soul (1965) - The Beatles
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (1967) - The Beatles
Speaking in Tongues (1983) - Talking Heads
Street Legal (1978) - Bob Dylan
Šta bi dao da si na mom mjestu (1975) - Bijelo Dugme
Tonight (1984) - David Bowie
True Blue (1986) - Madonna
The Wall (1979) - Pink Floyd
Živo i akustično (1996) - Električni Orgazam
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WIP — WHEN THE WAR CAME (Toye/WarCo OC)
Jo studied their uniforms, the bars and patches, wondering what would happen if she guessed wrong. Maybe it would get more of a story than this holiday talk.
She sat back in her chair a little, straightened her shoulders. "You boys Air Force?"
Instant scoffs. Bingo.
"Airborne, sweetheart."
She remembered a few clippings in the papers back stateside, The Clarion included. 'Chute troops. The Marines had them too, didn't they? So did the Germans. A new type of warfare. She'd been intrigued in the same way the other reporters all seemed to have been, marveling at what seemed like insanity. Shuddering at the thought of doing it herself. And then one of the stories had mentioned, almost offhandedly, the salary increase compared to the rest of the branches. And it had all made sense to Jo. Well. Most of it.
Oh," she said, purposefully eyeing the gleaming sets of jump wings on their jackets. "Of course."
Story tag | OC tag
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