cherrymoonss

[cherrymoonss]

so I'm looking for some anti Rhysand fics. Suggestions would be appreciated

[cherrymoonss]

" everyone hates you" - say's the man who is banned from an entire court.

[cherrymoonss]

so tempted to write a fic in which Nesta gets the love story she has been dreaming of.

My girl deserves many I love you's and romantic gestures.

[cherrymoonss]

i kinda wanna write a poison study fanfic now :/

[cherrymoonss]

Is there an episode in which Huricihan and rana sultana talk?

[cherrymoonss]

I just wanna read a pure angst full book that'll make me cry but also have a happy ending, is that too much to ask for?

[cherrymoonss]

I saw some posts on Geralt of Rivia and mahidevran sultana. Now I wanna read a fanfic about them 😭💀

[cherrymoonss]

okay out of curiosity how would it play out if another woman did in fact replace hurrem. Just a what if scenario. Ik irl this will never happen lol

[cherrymoonss]

No because Ibrahim blackmailing hurrem which leads to Leo dying made me hate him so much. Imagine the pain and agony she most have felt after that.

[cherrymoonss]

Toxic MC fans stop body shaming actors challenge. I'm mainly talking about firuze hatun's actress. The comments about her are disgusting. I understand that you don't like a character but please learn not to hate them to a point that you forget fiction and reality.

[cherrymoonss]

me: I wish there was a fic in which Gülnihal takes revenge. I can't believe she forgives hurrem so easily

My friend: why don't you write one?

Me: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50731954#/

[cherrymoonss]

Note : so this is part of an of an original story so basically a teaser. Lmk if y'all would want to read it? Thank you

**

I ran my fingers through his dark blonde hair, it was soft under my fingers his blue eyes locked onto mine as if we couldn't take our eyes off of each other. A gentle smile touched my face as I pulled him into a hug. "I missed you" I mumbled into his shoulder as he chuckled running his fingers through my hair. I felt my heart flutter, that feeling of "butterflies in my stomach" taking over. He smirked his eyes running over my face as I cupped his cheeks, leaning towards him. My lips brushed his gently before pulling away. 

Taking a step back I took in his appearance. He was wearing a black shirt and grey pants, a woolly jacket. His hair was down falling onto his shoulders. His blue eyes staying focused in mine. His smile was the most beautiful. It brought such joy to my heart whenever I heard his laugh or saw his smile. Secretly I was happy, that I was the reason for his smile most of the time. Again I pulled him into a hug wrapping my arms around him.

 

He pulled away first after a few minutes of just holding each other, gazing at me, but it wasn't love that filled his eyes I noticed, something much darker but the look quickly vanished as fast as I had seen it. I cursed myself for overthinking. How could I think of such a thing when all he had shown me was love and friendship! 

cupping my face into his hands he said "meet me near the lake at midnight?". Without thinking I nodded in agreement as we parted ways. 

when I arrived back home I went into my room which was a small room fitting only my bed, a simple medium sized wardrobe and a dressing table. Not much but enough for me I guess. I took out all my dress and began searching for something to wear later. I wanted it to be beautiful. But I couldn't find anything I liked. I had my favourite dark blue dress which people often said looked nice on me, but for some reason it didn't fit in with what I wanted to wear. Sitting on my bed I thought of what I could possibly wear. Maybe today was the day he would ask me...we have known each other for over a year and have been seeing each other for a year as well. I needed it to be special. 

I held the dress up to my body, admiring it. It was a plain white dress with a deep neckline and long sleeves. It belonged to my late mother. I remember she wore it to the fair that was held. Papa took us and won me a lot of prizes that night. I slipped on the dress, zipping it up from the back was a struggle but I managed. My hair I left open in waves and to finish the look off I wore my mother's necklace. It was perfect.

Papa fell asleep around 11pm leaving me enough time to sneak out of the house. I had to be careful since my papa was a light sleeper. But thank goodness I managed to slip away without him noticing. As I reached my destination I ran so I got there faster almost falling on my way

I was out of breath as I spotted him back to me as he stared ahead. Running to him I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly as I felt him laugh turning around I smiled happily as he brushed the hair away from my face. His thumb rubbed my cheek as he leaned in kissing me. My arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer. I was lost in the moment, lost in his touch until I felt a sharp sting in my stomach. I felt the air leave my body. I touched my stomach I felt it was wet. Looking down I saw the puddle of scarlet blood near my feet. I saw the blood dripping down my white dress staining it.  Pushing him I fighted for air falling into my knees as I held my stomach in agony. My vision begin to darken. Tears poured down my cheeks as I felt more pain then before. This was not supposed to happen. I thought he loved me...he always told me he loved me. That he wanted children and a family with me. This was just a horrible nightmare, right?

before It went entity blank I heard him whisper "forgive me, my love"

I Woke up sweat dripping down my face. My mind was racing, heart beating rapidly. That was some...some odd dream I thought. The man in the dream it was a dream, right? It felt so real as if I was in it watching from afar, he looked familiar almost. Closing my eyes I took in some breathes before heading to the bathroom. I washed my face with cold water then dryed it with my towel.  Heading back to bed, I lay down trying to fall back asleep. But even I knew sleep wasn't going to come to me just yet. 

Every time I closed my eyes I could picture the women in my dreams begging for help. Begging for someone to save her.

I most have fallen asleep after all, I woke up and reached over for my phone it was way past 12pm. Getting up I quickly had a shower and got dressed into a tank top and blue ripped jeans. I wore my everyday white trainers. After I dryed my hair I pulled it into a ponytail and threw on my jacket before heading downstairs. 

My mother was outside talking to someone the front door slightly open. Walking outside I noticed she was talking to a man. He was in sweat pants and a thick black jumper. His hair dark and messy. 

My mum must have caught sight of me as she called my name to come closer. Walking over I smiled and greeted the man. I found out he moved just down the road to us. My mother happened to run into him during her morning run. He left soon after and my mum and I entered our house.

It was while we were eating lunch I brought up my strange dream to her. She looked confused at first but then said her lips pressed tightly together "maybe you should talk to your aunt Cassie about this" I opened my mouth to ask why but she just brushed stainless me off saying it might be a better idea. 

Confused I agreed as I continued eating. This was strange.

[cherrymoonss]

Note : so this is part of an of an original story so basically a teaser. Lmk if y'all would want to read it? Thank you

**

I ran my fingers through his dark blonde hair, it was soft under my fingers his blue eyes locked onto mine as if we couldn't take our eyes off of each other. A gentle smile touched my face as I pulled him into a hug. "I missed you" I mumbled into his shoulder as he chuckled running his fingers through my hair. I felt my heart flutter, that feeling of "butterflies in my stomach" taking over. He smirked his eyes running over my face as I cupped his cheeks, leaning towards him. My lips brushed his gently before pulling away. 

Taking a step back I took in his appearance. He was wearing a black shirt and grey pants, a woolly jacket. His hair was down falling onto his shoulders. His blue eyes staying focused in mine. His smile was the most beautiful. It brought such joy to my heart whenever I heard his laugh or saw his smile. Secretly I was happy, that I was the reason for his smile most of the time. Again I pulled him into a hug wrapping my arms around him.

 

He pulled away first after a few minutes of just holding each other, gazing at me, but it wasn't love that filled his eyes I noticed, something much darker but the look quickly vanished as fast as I had seen it. I cursed myself for overthinking. How could I think of such a thing when all he had shown me was love and friendship! 

cupping my face into his hands he said "meet me near the lake at midnight?". Without thinking I nodded in agreement as we parted ways. 

when I arrived back home I went into my room which was a small room fitting only my bed, a simple medium sized wardrobe and a dressing table. Not much but enough for me I guess. I took out all my dress and began searching for something to wear later. I wanted it to be beautiful. But I couldn't find anything I liked. I had my favourite dark blue dress which people often said looked nice on me, but for some reason it didn't fit in with what I wanted to wear. Sitting on my bed I thought of what I could possibly wear. Maybe today was the day he would ask me...we have known each other for over a year and have been seeing each other for a year as well. I needed it to be special. 

I held the dress up to my body, admiring it. It was a plain white dress with a deep neckline and long sleeves. It belonged to my late mother. I remember she wore it to the fair that was held. Papa took us and won me a lot of prizes that night. I slipped on the dress, zipping it up from the back was a struggle but I managed. My hair I left open in waves and to finish the look off I wore my mother's necklace. It was perfect.

Papa fell asleep around 11pm leaving me enough time to sneak out of the house. I had to be careful since my papa was a light sleeper. But thank goodness I managed to slip away without him noticing. As I reached my destination I ran so I got there faster almost falling on my way

I was out of breath as I spotted him back to me as he stared ahead. Running to him I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly as I felt him laugh turning around I smiled happily as he brushed the hair away from my face. His thumb rubbed my cheek as he leaned in kissing me. My arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer. I was lost in the moment, lost in his touch until I felt a sharp sting in my stomach. I felt the air leave my body. I touched my stomach I felt it was wet. Looking down I saw the puddle of scarlet blood near my feet. I saw the blood dripping down my white dress staining it.  Pushing him I fighted for air falling into my knees as I held my stomach in agony. My vision begin to darken. Tears poured down my cheeks as I felt more pain then before. This was not supposed to happen. I thought he loved me...he always told me he loved me. That he wanted children and a family with me. This was just a horrible nightmare, right?

before It went entity blank I heard him whisper "forgive me, my love"

I Woke up sweat dripping down my face. My mind was racing, heart beating rapidly. That was some...some odd dream I thought. The man in the dream it was a dream, right? It felt so real as if I was in it watching from afar, he looked familiar almost. Closing my eyes I took in some breathes before heading to the bathroom. I washed my face with cold water then dryed it with my towel.  Heading back to bed, I lay down trying to fall back asleep. But even I knew sleep wasn't going to come to me just yet. 

Every time I closed my eyes I could picture the women in my dreams begging for help. Begging for someone to save her.

I most have fallen asleep after all, I woke up and reached over for my phone it was way past 12pm. Getting up I quickly had a shower and got dressed into a tank top and blue ripped jeans. I wore my everyday white trainers. After I dryed my hair I pulled it into a ponytail and threw on my jacket before heading downstairs. 

My mother was outside talking to someone the front door slightly open. Walking outside I noticed she was talking to a man. He was in sweat pants and a thick black jumper. His hair dark and messy. 

My mum must have caught sight of me as she called my name to come closer. Walking over I smiled and greeted the man. I found out he moved just down the road to us. My mother happened to run into him during her morning run. He left soon after and my mum and I entered our house.

It was while we were eating lunch I brought up my strange dream to her. She looked confused at first but then said her lips pressed tightly together "maybe you should talk to your aunt Cassie about this" I opened my mouth to ask why but she just brushed stainless me off saying it might be a better idea. 

Confused I agreed as I continued eating. This was strange.