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For all Jonerys fans! S8 was not the ending, the real story of Ice and Fire, of Jon and Dany, begins now! Resurrections, evil ravens, true monarchs, magic, love, beauty, bravery and more in my post s8 Jonerys fanfics "A love of Ice and Fire" and "A Love of Spring", the latter divided in four parts! Only on Wattpad (and only in Italian for the moment, but I plan to translate them in english when they'll be over!)
Fans della Jonerys! L'ottava stagione non è stata il capolinea, le vere cronache del Ghiaccio e del Fuoco, di Jon e Dany, iniziano ora! Tra resurrezioni, perfidi corvi, degni sovrani, magia, amore, bellezza, coraggio e molto altro ancora vi attendeno nelle mie storie ambientate dopo la sciagurata s8 "A Love of Ice and Fire" e la finora suddivisa in quattro parti "A Love of Spring"! Solo su Wattpad!
My Wattpad profile/ il mio profilo Wattpad
https://www.wattpad.com/user/BeatriceRoss2002?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_profile&utm_campaign=invitefriends&wp_page=home&wp_uname=BeatriceRoss2002&wp_originator=4phGWrJlb1%2BCPjcFSgDBmlqrTKvzItJC80s%2F%2BFZyxajU%2FYgsdoF%2B8iALBPC9xxzFMsGjpEmBVGd5A53H%2FyHaK7P5UvG%2BwUgsIO2ZhGEBz4Ntn9AVGOoPoxowj9vdIzuv
Working for the Knife
Chapter 1: the road ahead appears the same (link)
Cardinal Copia x OC Sister of Sin Tags: Friends to Strangers to Lovers, Childhood Trauma, Religious Guilt, Slow Burn, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, (eventual) Workplace Relationship, Family Dynamics, Flashbacks, (eventual) smut, we're writing an album guys
After twenty years of running from her past, Sister Cecilia Honeycutt finds herself back at the Ministry, where she was raised under the thumb of her devout parents. Her hope of rebuilding her life under the anonymous shadow of religious service is quashed when Sister Imperator tasks her with helping Cardinal Copia take the Ghost Project into a new era. In the midst of navigating his new role, Copia is determined to unravel the truth behind Cecilia’s sudden disappearance and her just-as-unexpected return.
a/n: don't mind me using Ghost to examine my own complicated relationship with religion. I'm super excited and nervous to share my writing publicly; I haven't written fic in at least a decade and I think the last time I published anything online I was in middle school lmaoooo.
Reblogs, comments, and kudos are very much welcome and appreciated 🖤
Sister Cecilia Honeycutt pulls her long blonde hair into a loose bun at the nape of her neck before pinning her veil in place, sighing at her reflection in the mirror. She never thought she would be back at the Ministry, but she didn’t know where else to turn.
As she tucks the fine light hairs on her forehead underneath the band of her veil, she catches a glimpse of her eyes in the mirror and sniffles. She feels petulant. It has been a little more than a year, but the circumstances that lead her to this moment still stung.
The faux-sympathetic look in her boss’s - the congresswoman’s - eyes as she explained that the office did sympathize with her predicament, but her prior religious affiliation was too controversial. Poll numbers were down after the story broke, the congresswoman’s reelection was now in jeopardy, and the people of the district couldn’t afford to lose their champion in Congress. She was sorry that their long working relationship had to end with Cecilia’s resignation. As if Cecilia was given a choice. As if Cecilia was given a chance to explain that she didn’t even know what she believed and had long-grappled with her faith, or lack thereof.
Read the rest on AO3!