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Rafe & Sarah Cameron P!links

Warning: These are X/Twitter Porn links ahead so Minors don’t interact!

Side note: If I’m really honest I bumped into a bunch of posts like this and i wanted to experiment a little and try, since my page and overall Inspo is dry as f-, anyway enjoy!

RAFE CAMERON

Santa told him you were good this year

He really likes to shower with you

You cheated on JJ with him and he can’t stop himself from rubbing it in his face

He won’t stop until you’re all filled up

You looked so good in the outfit he bought you

Suck it good mama

How you say goodnight to him

Rafe loves to pick you up

Keep reading, baby

You ask him to fuck you rough when you’re a little drunk

Rafe likes you to take it raw

Blindfolded

He likes this view of his bunny

Mirrors

Backshots in his bathroom when his family’s asleep

Rough from the back

Stress reliever

SARAH CAMERON

Look at you

Complying to your Christmas wishes

New lingerie

Takes her time with you

Sit down

Treating her after a long day

Lazy day with Sarah

You couldn’t wait

Showing her how women do better than boys

First time with Sarah

Putting your mouth to better use

Trying the strap on

She missed you so bad

Just friends

Good morning

Little help

No need to rush

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no bc you’re so right with your “unpopular opinion” bc i had EVERY intention to watch it then i was seeing stuff on tik tok about how he dies and the drama behind it and now im like 😐 “ok…? don’t really want to watch in anymore” which is so sad bc i LOVE this show like i watch it every summer (like in a gilmore girl way)

Literally! It’s so sad because I remember i started obx late, found out of the previous drama, but saw things getting kinda better?

Then, I was so excited waiting for part two and with all of this is like I don’t see a point now, smh

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Unpopular opinion, maybe? Idk

Nah ‘cause literally all the drama happening right now in the behind the scenes of OBX literally left me with no desire to finish Season 4 part two…

Already know JJ dies lol, fuck. And anyway this whole mess happening now ruined a show for me that WAS INSANELY GOOD.

…But okay goodnight, I just needed to vent

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Serious question… should I start writing a bit of Obx (haven’t finished season 4 bc I’m waiting on part two but yk)

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The way this actually makes sense. God damn.

writer’s block isn’t real, it’s just your characters deciding to go on strike because they’re mad about how you’ve been treating them

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Damn, tumblr got real personal

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THISSSS

To my readers:

If your comment is long and rambling and full of quotes you enjoyed, I will love it.

If your comment is full of story related questions, I will love it.

If your comment is a single sentence, I will love it.

If your comment is a single emoji, or a string of them, I will love it.

If you comment, I will love it. It's that simple.

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Dating Rafe would include… (realistically speaking)

Inspired by the fact I actually, after years of stalling decided to start watching OBX-currently just started S3-and we all love a psycho lol

Rafe it’s absolutely all or nothing, so for starters you had to catch his eye somehow

Mf couldn’t get you out of his head and wanted to know every single thing there was to know about you.

If you’re a Pogue his obsession went over the fucking top, like a guilty pleasure he couldn’t get enough of, but hid away because there was no way he could’ve been seen with a Pogue.

If you’re a Kook, he goes full cassanova, charming, smooth asf talker, he wants to absolutely woo you because he wants you to be his and to have everyone know that.

Deep fucking staring from across the room.

Touch starved, literally if he doesn’t have his hands on you somehow he can’t be at ease.

Lots and lots of love bites

Contrary to popular belief, Rafe would NEVER cheat, he wouldn’t be dating someone he isn’t obsessed with.

Can’t fucking stand men trying to hit on you, literally gets on fights almost every time you go out.

You can’t go out to parties without him, non negotiable.

Aggressive speaker, would throw a compliment within insults.

“I wouldn’t have to fight some fucking dickhead if you wouldn’t dress like that!”

Not even kidding Rafe Cameron is the CEO of lovebombing.

Stupid fights turn into literal yelling and him hitting the wall.

When he’s high it’s literally all lovely dovey and needy or aggressive as shit and throwing shit at you.

Screams in your face for the most part.

Immediately regrets it whenever he does it and apologizes like his life depends on it.

“Shit, baby… I’m so sorry, I- I swear i didn’t mean to”

Showers you with love afterwards.

MAKE UP SEX

Workships your body every time you’re in bed

“You’re so fucking beautiful…”

Man loves to get his face in between your legs and munch.

Is terrified of you leaving him and when you try to he humiliates himself for you to forgive him

Literally falls to his knees and clings onto your knees.

“Please, please… don’t leave me Y/N you’re all I have”

Would literally throw hands if something happens to you on a blink.

“Who was it?”

“Rafe, don’t-“

“Give me names”

Would kill for you

…but could also be likely to kill you too

Needs a lot of reassurance.

You’re practically his therapy and the only thing keeping him on a half decent mindset.

Asks you for help because you’re the only one to ever listen to him.

Promises you he will drop his drug addiction over and over again.

He wants to do better for you, just doesn’t know how to.

Ultimately, he does love you, but in the only way he understands love.

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Your writing will always feel awkward to you, because you wrote it.

Your plot twists will always feel predictable, because you created them.

Your stories will always feel a bit boring to you, because you read them a million times.

They won't feel like that for your reader.

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Reblog the 500,000 dollar written check from Seto Kaiba and money will come your way.

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Seeing myself on this lists always makes me go:

Reads of the Week: Mar 10-Mar 16 | PART ONE

*indicates smut

green font represents multiple characters (poly, rh, etc.)

A/N: Soooo, this is part one for this weeks reads 😂 😅 I didn’t know you were limited to 50 mentions per post, so the second part I’m going to start out with fics I’ve read for the Sturniolo Triplets. Also, if the link is wrong on one or the mentions, please let me know! I try to go in and check them, but there was a lot this time! Thank you!

Cruel Summer by @thatdammchickennugget

The real thing by @zriasstuff

Babysitting by @rainyreading

Weren’t Supposed to Let Me Go by @anawritez-posts

oh heart, and then it falls by @cupidddd-d

Eclipsed Hearts by @anawritez-posts

Warring Hearts by @allurearia

hide by @bettymylove

Hidden rings by @allurearia

Filthy Cheater, We Go Again by @allurearia

Way too close by @zriasstuff

Lessons In Love by @obsessedwithceleste

His Favorite* by @angelfrombeneth

get him back! by @lizthewriter

Lonely by @evergone

You know better*by @hpimagines

daddy issues by @bettymylove

Not so innocent* by @hpimagines

hot chocolate fluff by @finalgirllx

First Impressions PT 1 by @zriasstuff

Second Chances PT 2 by @zriasstuff

Sharing a bed PT 1 by @papercorgiworld

Sharing a bed PT 2* by @papercorgiworld

let me fuck you* by @slytherinslut0

dreams come true* by @jayybugg

the tension* by @mxqdii

Cuddly by @maraudersmyloves

confess by @kelstey

Blinding Ire by @darklinsblog

A Cold Comfort by @ana-reblogsposts

Fake Stalker Prequel by @anawritez-posts

Fake Stalker by @anawritez-posts

Voicemail by @anawritez-posts

Confundus* by @mrsdarkandyandere7

Since Forever by @suugarbabe

mine by @sapphicwhxre

personas by @sapphicwhxre

tell me we weren’t just friends by @lizthewriter

Restraints* by @slytherins-journalist

The Study* by @etfrin

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Blinding Ire | Mattheo Riddle

Summary: Mattheo couldn’t bring himself to admit his feelings for the Hufflepuff girl, but as Goyle puts his hands on her, his anger got the best of him.

Pairing: Mattheo Riddle x Hufflepuff! Reader

Warnings: Harrasement, mentions of physical assault

A/N: Couldn’t Shake the thought off of my head so here it is

As an Scamander and coming from a long line of outstanding wizards you truly wore your family’s name with pride. You had half of Hogwarts crushing and drooling to your feet, you were breath taking gorgeous, smart and everyone just wanted to be around you.

Mattheo Riddle was no other than a polar opposite, smug, cold in his demeanor, borderline arrogant and self-centered but he would be lying if he said you did not catch his eye.

But he did not allow himself to pursue you actively, he couldn’t explain it, but when it came to you his confidence flew out the fucking astronomy tower. He could barely put together a whole sentence.

To your understanding, Mattheo was just reserved, so his sharpness when talking didn’t cut through you.

Something nobody seemed to know was that Goyle had been stalking you for months now, at first you thought it was a simple crush but it started escalating as he began following you around the corridors, sneaking into your dorm when you were in class and stealing your personal belongings.

Honestly, it started being unsettling how unsafe you felt, but you didn’t have the courage to speak up. Goyle could just throw money onto the whole situation and make it go away and in the end, you would be the one to blame.

Perhaps you should have spoken up, but you thought it was better to not make a fuss, involve the families and make a scandal that would follow your moves like the ghosts at Hogwarts.

Right now, you were in Class for Care Of Magical Creatures and Goyle was slowly and carefully making his way to you, whilst you graciously scurried away, Mattheo noticed this, making his eyebrows raise and his eyes narrowed distrusting.

But just then Hagrid gave you the instructions to go seek for food for the Fire Crab, the group broke apart and you went your way,focusing solely on the assignment at hand, allowing yourself to enjoy nature until you began hearing footsteps behind you.

“Hello?” You called out but there were no answers other than the crackles of branches, leaves and the wind. “Anyone there?!”

Nothing.

You took a deep breath and walked a few steps before a hand covered your mouth, you screamed and squirmed away. Suddenly, you were spooned around to find Goyle looking at you with crazy eyes.

“G-Goyle?” You spoke trembling, he stepped closer to you and you flinched back

“Bloody hell you are never gonna love me, are ya?” His tone was dark and as he keep stepping closer until you decided to take a leap and started running away into the woods feeling your heart pounding.

But Goyle tackled you to the ground, pinning you down onto the soil as you tried to break free but it was useless, he was twice your size, holding you so roughly you were certain your wrists were near to crack in two.

“HELP! PLEASE HELP!” You screamed at the top of your lungs as the tears started rolling down your face.

“SHUT IT!” He screamed in your face half-panicking and just as he raised his hand, ready to slap you across the face, his hand caught mid-air.

In the blink of an eye Goyle was off you and as you were now free from danger, you noticed the image of none other than Mattheo Riddle punching Goyle straight in his face, making blood pour out of his nose.

Although , Goyle could land a few punches that would too, cause harm, Mattheo was a raging bull, there was no way of stopping his ire.

You sat there completely out of it, as you watch the scene unfold, but you wanted to do something, anything to stop Mattheo from getting more hurt or in trouble for defending you, but your body was utterly unresponsive to your heart desires.

The commotion was so big the whole class catch up to the woods, you saw how Theodore, Draco and Lorenzo force him up. Yet, he was fighting them off trying to finish what he started.

“IF YOU FUCKING LAY A FINGER ON HER EVER AGAIN I WILL AVADA KEDAVRA YOUR ASS!” He roared.

“OI! Let’s not get carried away, will ya?” Hagrid said rapidly, trying his best to get a hold of such disaster.

Then, at such words, a switch light up in Mattheo’s brain, he looked in your direction and you were still sat down, with your back resting against a tree and your eyes wondering into absolute nowhere.

The Riddle boy approached you calmly, even with his clothes stained with the blood of his numerous injuries, somehow he projected an oddly reassuring calmness as his eyes found yours.

“Y/N you-“ he started questioning you but was quickly caught off guard by you launching into his arms and holding onto him for dear life.

He was taken back for a moment before slowly embracing you as you clawed onto the fabric of his shirt

“Thank you, thank you, thank you…” you kept mumbling in his ear as you cried, and even though your hug was doing no good to his bruises and fresh wounds, he could not have given less of a flying fuck.

Because in that moment, his only purpose was to ensure you felt safe. So much so, that he refused to leave your side as you went to the hospital wing, you were just checked up and asked about what happened, while Mattheo acted as if you were the one injured, constantly asking if you were okay.

After you were let go off, you visited Mattheo’s bed, he was freshly patched up and his eyes lighted up at the sight of you, he had a charming smile plastered on his face that almost made you forget his cuts and dry blood.

“Hi” you greeted him softly.

“Hey” you played with your fingers nervously, as the heat creeped up your cheeks, not knowing what to say. Whilst Mattheo soaked in the sight of you completely mesmerized.

“Does it hurt?” You asked inspecting his face and he shook his head.

“I’ve gotten used to it. Don’t sweat it, sweet girl” he shrugged, you smiled softly and Mattheo realized he had called you sweet girl without thinking of it.

“As grateful as I am I would appreciate you, not disfiguring your face in my behalf, Mattheo” you joked making him laugh.

“Why’s that?” He asked curiously stepping closer to you.

“You might have a nice face to look at” you teased, nuzzling his cheek with your index finger softly, your touch was so gentle and mindful it was practically impossible to explain how he felt his skin burst into flames.

“Might? That hurt, Scamander”

“You’ll survive, Riddle”

You were both smiling and there was a moment of absolute silence before his eyes softened.

“You sure you’re alright? Say the word and he’s dead” he said with mischief but you knew he meant it and it was an odd feeling to know someone was willing to kill for you. Especially if that someone was Mattheo Riddle.

“What? Are you in love with me or something?” You joked nervously, he did not crack a smile, but you could see something clicked inside him as he looked at you dead in the eye.

“Yes” you were surprised as he answered you without hesitation and you just kissed him, finding words wouldn’t cut it, this boy was your biggest crush for years and he had just saved you from an ugly situation, kept you safe and confessed his feelings, you would be dammed if you let that go.

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Anomaly | Lucerys Velaryon Imagine

Summary: Years have passed since you created the nexus event, only this time, you and your family must visit King’s Landing, but Lucerys hasn’t forgotten of you.

Pairing: Lucerys Velaryon x Morpheus!Daughter reader

Part I

Author’s note: I promise after this we go back to on-scheduled Morpheus fics BUT I NEEDED TO WRITE THIS PART EVEN THOUGH THE FIRST ONE DID LIKE ABSOLUTE SHEE- okay thx ✨

It had been six years since you saved Lucerys from an imminent death, creating a Nexus event, resulting in your whole family, keeping tabs on the boy as his destiny became uncertain due to your accidental intervention.

The rest of the events went accordingly, but with the death of each loved one of Luke’s life you saw the poor prince being tormented by his immense losses.

He even had to watch, alongside his younger brother Aegon how their mother was viciously eaten by a dragon.

As well as practically being kept locked away as war kept going beyond the walls. When Aegon II died due to poison, and since he had no male heirs to inherit his throne, Lucerys was taken as next in line.

He had taken his place as the next king at the young age of fifteen, and regardless of other’s second-guessing. The king did an outstanding job, taking into consideration the post-war context of his reign.

Shockingly enough, Lucerys did not take Rhaena as his wife, but being a man, his decision to wait to marry wasn’t put onto the question.

Although, your father Morpheus knew better than anyone at the King’s court why he chose not to marry.

It was because his mind was fixated upon you, Y/N the girl who, so mysteriously saved his life. Truth be told, he had spent years searching for you on the low, but of course he had no luck finding you.

You didn’t admit to it even as the years passed but you would think of him too. A lot.

The Endless were going down to the Waking World, they would check upon the young king every once in a while, making sure everything was in perfect balance.

This time, as your father was to departure he stopped by at the gardens, where you spent an awful lot of time now.

Your dear father Dream sat beside you upon the grass, inspecting the view of The Dreaming.

“You may come if you please” your father spoke calmly, while you looked at him with your eyes wide open.

“But Destiny-“ you said nervously and Morpheus’ eyes softened.

“Leave your uncle to me, only be mindful of your distance with the boy” he advised you, while you nodded fervently and excited hugging your father tightly.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” You repeated as you hurried towards the veil at full speed now.

The Waking World felt so different now, more sober. Which was understandable given that this people had survived a war.

You were dressed up as nobles and tonight the kingdom was hosting a ball to reunite the noble houses. Thankfully your aunt had an eye to eye relationship with Mr. Cregan Stark so it was easy to blend in.

Every member of your family went in diverse directions including your father, not before he grabbed your arm softly.

“Please remember” he warned

“Father, I know. Maintain distance” you said annoyed

“Distance is no longer an option as he stands mere feet away from you. Only careful” your heart skipped a beat as he spoke such words, you turned but he was long gone and your eyes finally fell on Lucerys “The Dignified” Targaryen.

If you hadn’t spent all these years watching him from a far, you swore you wouldn’t have recognized him, he had grown taller and more muscular, his eyes seemed darker now.

Perhaps from all the horrors he had witnessed; but nevertheless, it was him. With that perfect golden crown contrasting his raven locks.

But the world stopped when he looked at you. The young king was looking at you, much worse, there was a sense of recognition in his eyes.

Panic flowed through your body as you tried to get lost in this sea of people and you almost managed to get through the door, but a hand caught your wrist.

Your breath hitched, you shut your eyes, maybe thinking if you did it would all go away but it didn’t.

Because truly you had no other choice but to face him.

When you did, Luke was still holding your wrist but it was almost as if he was trying to engrave your features in the back of his mind.

“Is it you? Y/N?” He asked trying to contain his excitement, his need, his hope and your eyes glistened.

“I didn’t think you would remember me…” you whispered softly but he heard you still, so he smiled softly.

“How could I not remember the girl who’s the sole reason of me standing here?” He spoke with such longing now making your knees tremble, he pulled you closer, placing a hand on your upper back, like a fine gentleman.

“Luke…” he smirked at the way his name rolled out of your tongue.

“I see you haven’t forgotten of me either” now he draw closer to your ear till you could feel his hot breath on your ear. “It’s been long since I’ve heard anyone call me that”

You would’ve already fell to the floor if it was for Luke’s strong arm holding you up.

“Please, come with me” he pleaded and you looked down, you were weak under his gaze and you knew it. “Please” he begged once more.

At last, you gave in and Lucerys guided you upon the palace gardens, you were quiet for awfully long, but you could feel the king’s gaze upon you.

“Y/N…” he chanted your name

“Don’t, Luke” you responded rapidly, Luke grabbed your waist and swiftly spoon you around, his hands were holding you firmly, so you could not escape as easy.

“Listen to me, only hear me if your heart calls for me, the way mine roars upon yours” he begged and you could only breathe heavily

“Your memory was the only thing that kept me sane, I even dared to hate you, wonder why you saved me, wonder if you were just a fabrication of my tortured mind to endure the pain” your eyes watered at his words, you wished you could be with him in all those moments he needed someone, anyone.

“Luke, meeting you was the most wonderful thing to me, but even this moment, is stolen, not supposed to exist” you were holding back the tears as you closed your eyes.

“Y/N, Y/N!” He said cupping your face in his hands, and you had no other option but to look at him.

“I do not care if the soil beneath our feet turns to ash. If the world implodes in on itself, I would give away my realm, my crown, if that’s what it took to have you by my side”

“Luke, listen to yourself you sound mad!”

“Do you love me?”

“LUKE!”

“DO. YOU. LOVE. ME?”

“YES!” You exploded “LUDICROUSLY. IRRATIONALLY. I AM… hopeless beyond repair…” you trailed off, surrendering to the want for him, because you couldn’t hold yourself any longer.

You were breathing on each other’s mouths heavily, his eyes diverted to your lips, you were mere millimeters apart and it was driving you both onto utter madness.

“Then I beg you… choose me. Set me free of the torment of this suffocating distance that burns my very soul”

Maybe he was right, maybe the world would implode in on itself, maybe Hell would freeze, maybe the Earth’s crust would separate in two.

But you were tired of running from your desires, you just wanted to fall deeper in love to this king, to the sweet boy you met all those years ago.

Maybe it was a mistake.

But mistakes could not have felt this good. Could they?

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Flesh & Heart | Lucerys Velaryon Imagine

Summary: Lucerys Velaryon, the future Lord of the Tides would even defy her Majesty, his mother, all for love

Pairing: Lucerys Velaryon x Targaryen!Reader

Part I

Ever since that night on the pleasure house and the following actions on Luke’s chamber, you had barely gone apart. Which was quite disastrous taking into account you were still on accords to marry and Lucerys was betrothed to Rhaena.

For that, he knew he should’ve kept it quiet, to let that night fall onto oblivion, so you could go on with your lives and duties.

But he kept finding himself on bed with you, foolishly enamored and regardless of how hard he tried, his heart was elsewhere and his mother could spot the eyes of love on any distance.

From her perspective, maybe her children were simply being young, discovering even.

Rhaenyra didn’t see this as a sign of a alarm because as far as she was concerned, you both had every intention to follow along the lines of your traced destiny.

But as everything seemed at ease, Lucerys was able to have you every night, to suffice his need of you but even then it did not feel enough.

He was passionately kissing you, holding you with all his need in front of any guards, you were scared this would bring you trouble, but as soon as his body crashed onto yours, everything was forgotten.

There was only him and him alone.

But you knew reality was following along, sneaking upon the bedroom, filling your head with doubt.

As your lover was holding you close, pulling your hair apart to tenderly kiss on your shoulder you could only think of the one thing you had been hiding from Lucerys for over a week now.

“What’s clouding your mind, my dove?” He asked you

“I shall wed to Sargon Baratheon”

The room fell death silent as you spoke the truth. Lucerys seemed to tense up as he cupped your face, forcing you to look him in the eye.

“That is a lie” he muttered as his eyes watered, you shook your head slightly.

“I have chosen in an intent to protect the both of us” you spoke as the voice of reason, but he cared not for reason.

“How will this do us any good?!” He was hurt, mostly definitely, but you couldn’t string along any longer, the pain would only be greater.

Luke stood up, leaving you in the bed, creating distance between the two and in a way, this would be very much like your distance after your marriage.

“Lucerys wake up! You are to be Lord of Driftmark and to take Rhaena as your lady, we cannot fool ourselves, I am to marry a good Lord and that’s the end of it!”

“I am in love with you, Y/N! Does that not count for anything?”

“Love is not above politics, Luke…” you were speaking the mere facts, but it did not made the blow any lighter. “Lord Baratheon is to come to King’s Landing in three days and he shall take me as wife the day after”

“I am to lose you in four days from now and you wish for me to fucking what? Sit back, drink wine and clap happily upon your wedding?!” You looked down, knowing this was anything but fair

The young prince felt absolutely insane he was bubbling with anger, sadness, confusion… All at once.

“Our mother has made the arrangements, it is done, we cannot-“ you choked up in between the tears and now, he realized you were just as distressed as he was so he rushed to get on his knees and cup your face, wiping away with his thumbs your silent tears.

“I wish not to be apart…” you said with a low voice, and his heart skipped a beat

“Say the word Y/N, just a word from you is enough, for me to cross all skies, move every tide and ground there is to this world”

The prince was looking at you intensely, even now you could imagine your life with someone else, but that life would be dull, no matter how great was the man you were wedded to, you didn’t wish to share a life with a man that wasn’t Lucerys Velaryon.

“Prince Lucerys Velaryon The Sea Rider, heir of Driftmark, and Princess Y/N Velaryon, princess of Dragonstone”

The doors to the throne room opened widely, revealing you and Lucerys hand in hand.

Your mother Rhaenyra was sitting on the irone throne, many feet up and above you and you couldn’t prevent your knees from trembling. Even then, Luke held you firmly by the waist.

“My sweet boy and my beloved daughter to what do I owe this pleasure?”

“We wish to speak to you and our family alone” you managed to say graciously, your mother looked at the both of you, before turning to the Guards and other members who stood there.

“Please leave us” The Queen Regent requested and soon, there was only Jace, Joffrey, your mother, and your step-father Daemon alongside you.

“Feel free to speak your minds” she allowed you.

“Mother we wish for both of our marital agreements are dissolved” Lucerys spoke standing tall and firm, he no longer seemed that 14-year-old frightened and doubtful.

He was a righteous Prince.

“On what accounts?” Rhaenyra asked, even when she could figure what this was all about.

“Love, mother” he spoke simply holding you close. “It was not our intent, but Y/N and I have fallen for each other”

“Your Majesty, I see no other than Luke, if I am to have a content life I wish to share it with him alone” you spoke, your mother staying awfully quiet, thinking, soaking in your words as your family in the room shared expectant glances.

“As touched as I am at heart, this marital agreements must go forward in other to ensure beneficial alliances” she said rather calm yet authoritative.

“If it’s beneficial alliances you seek, Lady Rhaena may marry Corwyn Corbray, his house already has proven a good ally, a marriage would be aligned with the political agenda” Luke offered as it was the easiest decision to make, quite frankly, it was amazing how much sense it truly made.

“You may find a solution to your marriage being dissolved my dear boy, but the truth of the matter it has already been notified to Sir Sargon Baratheon that this marriage is to be celebrated, standing back now will be disastrous beyond proportion” she tried to reason, Y/N’s stomach fell to the floor as well as any hope that she could’ve harvest.

“Mother, I beg you” you said, your mother was torn apart truly, but there was no way out of this, not now. Not when the choice was made.

You shared glances with both Jace and Daemon and they both wished to help, but they couldn’t, your mother’s claim was already standing on a thin line for the fact of being a woman sitting on the Iron Throne.

There were some mistakes that could not be made.

But Lucerys would drop it so easily, not with this and so he held your hand tighter. But no one was expecting what the prince said next.

“If you oppose to this your Majesty, I will be taking Arrax and traveling to Dragonstone to take Y/N as my wife on all accounts” Lucerys deadpanned and as he did everyone held onto their breaths.

This time, your mother looked hurt and deeply offended as she sat up straight and with her tense shoulders.

“You dare to defy the authority of your Queen, Lucerys?” She spoke rather harshly now.

“We are flesh, your Majesty. I am simply stating the fact that there are greater forces than House Targaryen itself. If you do not support us, you’ll give us no choice”

“Brother, be wise” Jace spoke quietly, trying to ease up the tension on the room, while your step-father choked on a smile, half-proud and half-impressed with the kid’s balls.

“I have been, this is the only time I allowed myself to act upon heart rather than mind” it was scary for everyone else to see Luke this defying of our authority, he had never been a rebel boy by any means, but it was stimulating to see the one you love fight for you so fervently.

Daemon stepped closer to Luke, trying to get him to back down, but Lucerys was quick to pull him away.

“I am no longer a boy, father” he spoke furiously, yet trying to kept his composure, as a man, Daemon knew his had no place to interfere now, not with the determination in Lucerys’ eyes.

“I am simply giving you a choice as our mother, the decision is made, you simply have to chose if you want to give us your blessing or not, either way it’ll be done”

“Why are you doing this?” She said, more hurt than anything.

“Why are you opposing this, mother?! YOU of all people should understand!” He roared and a heaviness fell on the room as he did.

Now you took a step forward “We know you loved our father in a unique way, but we knew your heart belonged to Daemon. Do we deserve the same pain you went through?”

“You talk of beneficial agreements. Marry us now and ensure Luke’s claim as righteous heir of The Tides, without the outrageous doubts of his legitimacy”

Rhaenyra let out a sigh now with a mischievous grin, the Queen stood up and walked down, to encounter her children, she kissed both of their foreheads letting out a soft giggle.

“You two, are indeed my flesh and blood” you and Lucerys looked at each other before looking back at your mother. “…and if you’ve taught me something today is that you will make a fine union”

Your eyes opened wide as realization hit, Luke and you shared a look of pure joy before you jumped into his arms, holding onto your future for dear life.

Lucerys looked deep into your eyes before kissing you with a heart full of joy, love, hope and everything in between.

“OI OI! There’s a minor in the room, you two!” Jace half-joked and when you turned you saw your older brother covering Joff’s eyes while the poor boy was squirming to try and get away.

“I’M FIFTEEN! Like I haven’t seen two people go at each other’s tongues like snakes fightin’!” Joff protested as everyone in the room burst out in a joint laughter.

“We’ll talk later with you, boy” Daemon said in a jokingly authoritative voice as he ruffled Joffrey’s hair.

And in that moment, every single thing made sense and it was perfect, it was full of joy.

You couldn’t help but smile thinking maybe, this was just a glimpse of the life ahead of you.