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Do devils feel love?

Perhaps they don’t, but one thing for sure, they do feel

Grief

But then again, my dear, what is grief without love

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I wonder will anyone ever love me just as deep as I love them?

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the heir and the wolf

summary: Being Rhaenyra Targaryen's heir is a difficult thing, but what happens when you also become one of the Realm's most prized posessions?

pairings: cregan stark x velaryon!reader, reader x platonic targs/velaryon

i. the dear daughter (2.8k) - At one-and-twenty and eight-and-ten, barely a year after their marriage, Ser Laenor Velaryon and Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen welcomed their first child, a daughter, into the world. The girl immediately became dear to the whole court, coddled and spoiled by all, but mostly by her grandsire, King Viserys I. The man saw in his granddaughter her mother, and as the girl grew to look like his late wife, Aemma Arryn, it became even clearer that he doted on her more than he did to his own children or his other grandchildren.

ii. about children and trouble (8.2k) - It is reported that in the year 121 AC, when the Realm’s Jewel was only six summers old, her hatchling Merrax was eaten by the Cannibal in a strange turn of events that found him moving from Dragonstone to the Dragonpit in King’s Landing. Princess Rhaenyra demanded to have the dragon’s head cut, but as nobody ever tried nor dared to get close to the Cannibal, it was impossible to do it. Thus, her daughter took the matters into her own hands.

iii. little big lady (5.0k) - Court whispers tell us that during her third pregnancy, Princess Rhaenyra Targaryen was particularly sensitive. She managed to cover it up pretty well, apparently, but she had one weak spot: her daughter, her firstborn and heir, who later on witnessed her little brother Prince Joffrey's birth by request of her mother. Despite openly disliking the experience, it is said that the Realm’s Jewel insisted on being present to future labours in case things went downhill — and she did, attending her mother in giving birth to all her future children.

iv. dragons' scars (6.4k) - And after the events that happened during Lady Laena’s funeral at Driftmark, two dragons were left scarred.

v. you'll change your name or change your mind (and leave this fucked up place behind) (5.3k) - When the King’s Justice — the royal executioner — died, the Realm’s Jewel proposed a perfect replacement: Nādrēsy, her dragon, the infamous Cannibal. Even if many eyebrows were raised at the Small Council, the King hastily agreed, happy to have an excuse for keeping his granddaughter close to him, even if it was for only a few days every moon. Or, as it always ended up, for a bit more than that.

vi. but I'll know, I'll know (tbd) - At the ripe age of ten, the Realm’s Jewel was nominated by her grandsire the King, despite all the protests of the Small Council, the official Royal Ambassador; thus, her voyages throughout the Seven Kingdoms started, and yet another nickname was forged for her by the Smallfolk: the Wandering Princess.

more to come!

extras:

snippet cut from chapter three

sneak peak at reader and cregan's baby number #1

memes tag

the dragons from nādrēsy's perspective

the time line

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Why is happiness always short lived, it’s like when i can really enjoy it, feeling Alive, something is bound to happen, it’s like the price for that fleeting happiness. Why can’t my happiness be completely mine to savour?

Why does my happiness feels like a sin?

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someone help me find this fic pls

basically it was like a msby 4 gangbang and they're in a fraternity and ur atsumus gf. it's one of my favs but i forgot to save it.

update: it has been found :)

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if i had a flower for every time i thought of you

alhaitham x gn reader walking through a garden with him reupload from my old blog @.i23kazu fluff + 0.5k words

al haitham's walks are practical. they are never for fun, nor the love for sunshine or feeling the grass beneath his feet – his feet always have a place in mind. they take him where he needs to be. they had never walked with the lightness of romanticisation, nor with the whimsy or delightful for the fun of it –

– until you.

he's lighter– happier, even, now that this angel of a person sits across him with the most darling smile to grace his presence.

"would you care to accompany me on a walk?" al haitham asks one day, and he turns to meet your curious gaze.

"you'd like to go on a walk?" you push yourself off your seat at the counter. "i don't mind accompanying you."

"is it truly that surprising?" a soft sigh parts his lips – he looks almost disappointed, even. you tiptoe to press a sweet kiss to his cheek, smiling as you watch his features turn upwards in quiet delight.

ask him a year ago if he desired anything like this, and he might have scoffed lightly and turned away.

"no," you giggle and set your heels down. "i guess it's just not something you see every day."

silently, you grab his hand – it's so much bigger than yours – and you can feel him squeeze it a just little tighter today. his hands are warm and big, rough and calloused but they also fit perfectly with the curve of your hands. it's perfect.

al haitham looks happier, you think to yourself as the grass beneath your feet greets you with a gentle hello. the flowers sway in the afternoon breeze, and the sun seems to hide away a little, in fear of burning you – it's so pleasant outside today... perhaps he's in a good mood because of that?

you watch him as he hums softly, peering at the prettysome wildflowers below.

"come here, darling," he motions, pointing you to look towards the flowers that sprouted up.

"there's so many, hayi. it's beautiful." you gasp softly, grasping onto his fingers tenderly.

he smiles, and mumbles something under his breath.

"what was that?" you tug on his arm, looking into his eyes. he looks almost embarrassed to say it louder. he clears his throat and glances back at the wildflowers.

"if i had a flower for every time i thought of you, i could walk through my garden endlessly."

you're standing there, pleasantly surprised– shocked, even– into silence. did you hear that right?

"eh?" is the only thing that leaves your lips.

"..forget i said anything, it's alright." al-haitham pats your head, albeit awkwardly – flushed and maybe the tiniest bit embarrassed.

he silently wishes he hadn't said anything at all– silly alhaitham, who was he for thinking that someone of his demeanour would ever pepper his words with that like a lovesick fool?

"nooooo, al haitham!" you whine softly, nuzzling against his shoulder. "that was so sweet! i was just .. taken aback, with how sweet your words were."

"is it not obvious enough how infatuated i am with you?" he rests his head atop yours, breathing lightly and lovingly squeezing you tighter.

the next thing he feels is a gentle, saccharine sweet kiss being pressed against his lips – he's hungry for more, now, ravenous even – like a monster yearning for an ounce of love. maybe he wouldn't mind being the lovesick fool, just this once, if it was you.

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‘Do you still have feelings for him?’

An echo of ‘no’ reverberated around, as my soul is in turmoil because it’s answer is ‘always’

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Alright bear with me,

Kaveh and Alhaitham if their lover dies, Kaveh would fall into depression, ugly crying in the funeral, screaming why would they leave him too fast, quick to try and forget their love while drowning himself in work. Alhaitham, on the other hand won’t really cry even at your funeral, however he visited their grave every. single. day. Bringing flowers and talking to them for hours, and only then he felt his cheeks wet.

Just thinking bout it

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𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟑𝟏 ‒ 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 , 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬

scenario: all of them had taken an interest in you. what makes you think that you can run away from them? it's best to surrender yourself to them so that it would be less painful to deal with the consequences. well, at least that's what you did. you have no idea how easy it makes their life.

tw: gangbang, dubcon, blowjob, anal, masturbation, idia films you,

dni if uncomfortable

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"aw, she looks cute squirming under you, malleus." lilia laughs, enjoying the way your small body trembles whenever malleus snaps his hips to meet yours, driving his cock to the deepest part of your tiny cunt.

"hey y/n, suck me off please?" cater taps the tip of his cock on your lips, making you open your lips as you take in his whole length.

"don't forget about us, potato." vil huffs, grabbing your hand and placing it on his hard crotch. you understand what he wants as you play with his balls and fist on his dick. your other hand was busy with rook, who seems to be moaning out loud at the way your soft hand caresses his balls and dick. "don't be shy, trickster, go ahead and squeeze on my dick." who are you exactly to deny the pomofiere's vice housewarden?

leona growls, feeling unsettled that the lizard has been occupying your pussy for too long. "move, is my turn." the fae dragon didn't retaliate. as quick as malleus pulls out his cock, leona harshly thrust his cock into you, already loving how tight you feel around him. "oh dear, what a pretty little thing you are. can't neglect this hole already, can i?" malleus hums, shoving two fingers into your anal, determine to open them up, wide.

meanwhile, trey, idia and lilia stands at the back and watch you getting devoured by the hungry wolves. idia had this tablet up, recording everything that is up. the rest of the time was spent with each one of them taking turns to take advantage of whatever that you have to offer and fucking you to their heart's content.

really, what did you do to attract all these horny men?

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❝God's Favorite❞

♧Published: 06.28.2022

♧ X GN! Reader

♧Dark Content, Religion, Worship, somnophilia♧

♧Request: Hello! Can I request a yandere fallen angel? I just thought you will do great with it. thanks so much❤️ - Anon

PLEASE! IMMA WRITE MORE OF HIM, ON MY MOMMA ISTG! LIKE, it's mad short cause I'm at work, but goddaymn. Imma write more of out fallen angel.

God saw him as a failure. A sad excuse of an angel when he casted him aside.

He replaced his loyalty with someone far better. Far kinder. With kind smiles and enchanting eyes. Fingers that gently cradled the bird that fell from its nest. A form he had taken upon himself when he crashed onto earth. In hopes you'd take care of him. And you did. Helping the bird gain back the use of his wings.

Even casted aside, becoming that of a fallen angel, he still had all the powers as before. To make your life heaven or hell. To shoo away any friends he didn't like or trust, cursing each and every relationship you tried to foster to burn. He knows it'll make you feel bad about yourself, but he's willing to live with the guilt as long as you're safe.

God saw his infatuation with a human as odd. Strange. Unholy.

You replaced God in his eyes. Far more kind. Merciful. The cause of his descent, but he could never blame you. Sweet sweet you. Looking over your shoulder as you live unaware. Placing gentle kisses amongst your face and lips as you sleep.

One day he vows he'll be physical.

To touch. To feel. To make himself real and not only in your dreams. Dreams that make your writhe unconscious, and gasping pillows and sheets. Moans and cries tumbling breathlessly from your lips, as the unknown man, makes you feel so so good. Muttering praises against your skin, with gentle hands. He worships the very ground you walk on. The very air you breathe. Your displeasure is his. Your happiness is his happiness. 

God saw him as a failure. 

You view him as nothing but purely amazing. Though you don't know it's him exactly. He'll pretend to be the wind, a lovely breeze  or the perfect sky on a perfect day. The perfect cloud, or perfect tree. Anything for you to admire him.

You're his Religion. His true God. Someone that no one comes close to. Ask for anything and you will receive it. 

©Yandermis 2022. Do not copy, modify, use without permission, or otherwise plagiarize in any way.

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Help-

My for you tumblr section is now full of jjk smut 😭😭

GOD- WHY AM I SO THIRSTY FOR JJK MEN

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WHY AM I POSTING HEARTBREAK BLOGS😭

Srsly tho, I haven’t dated anyone in my life.

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Love is a privilege, and so it seems I’m not blessed.

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When I saw her, something pulled my heart strings. And for a minute I wonder, would it have been different if I had cherished her presence more? Would it have been different if I had hold her more tenderly? Would it have been different if I had told her I really love her?

Would it have been different?

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Hear me out, Khonshu x reader and the reader just went “Can I see the night when I was born?”

Akkakdjoanedxjakesktsak IT'LL BE REAL CUTE??

Mom, I’m attracted to pigeons now

He’s super cute tho❤️

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So I’ve been obsessed with Moonknight lately, and OBVIOUSLY ranted about how gorgeous and cute Steven, Marc, and Jake are. Then, my mother said, ‘why are you suddenly so obsessed with Steven Grant?’ like….ma’am HOW COULD YOU NOT???? HE'S SO CUTE IT'S ILLEGAL 😫

LOOK AT HIM FEELING DEJECTED, POOR BABY

cutecutecutecute from now on, its not ‘my knight in shining armour’ anymore it’s ‘my mister knight in white suit’

……Marc is hot tho (choke me daddy)

And oh…😫😫 JAKE SPIT ON ME AND POUND ME IN YOUR LIMOUSINE FUCKING LOCKEY❤️

That’s all thank you❤️

(Whispers: marry me Layla)