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Crosshairs

Description: Trying to get Robb's attention is one thing, but when you have successfully landed yourself in his crosshairs is another.

Pairing: Brat Tamer Prodigal Son!Robb Stark | Spoilt Brat!You.

Warning(s): Brat taming, jealousy, spanking, punishment, unprotected p-in-v, doggy style (it's me), claiming, manhandling (it's Robb), power imbalance, degradation, light misogyny, Robb's BDE because I live for that shit, corporal punishment ig, boob play. MDNI.

Type: Request, here. 

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“You do realize you will land us both in trouble if you keep this up, yes?” Jon does not look up at his older brother's betrothed half out of respect and half out of the playful annoyance he feels for the spoiled girl batting her eyelashes down at him with faux coyness.

“What trouble?” The male rolls his eyes as he works away at his sword. “I haven't the slightest inkling of whatever you mean, Jon” he resists the urge to scoff at your obvious innocence. 

The uncharacteristic nature of your actions makes you stick out like a sore thumb. The forced lady-like smile that holds your features in an uncomfortable shift due to lack of experience, the way you hover above his head in a flirtatious side hang even though you never behave in this manner around the opposite sex save one, the overdone grace with which you tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear and the little tilt of your head that is accompanied by a confused and senseless giggle fitting to women, the pains with which you put this effort forward is painfully obvious. 

“Right” the object of his discomfort -something you have in common with said object, at times- appears on the horizon of his vision and Jon sighs. 

Well, there goes his hope of not becoming the collateral today.

“No, tell me what you meant” though you aren't used to or too comfortable with leaning into men, you do so because you have also caught the quiet figure in your own peripherals and unlike Jon, you welcome the circumstance like the fool you are. “I want to know, Jon~” the dark haired male uncomfortably shifts away from you who puts an extra swing in your sway towards him. He lets out a suppressed scoff and glares at you. The two of you have been friends long enough for him to know exactly what it is that you are doing. 

“Stop” you know each other too well to be affected by any proximity with each other but Jon's older brother who is an advocate of propriety has taught his younger brother that this distance with a lady one is not related to seldom fares well and thus his teachings show in his behavior. “You—” though he decides not to beat around the bush for any longer, it is too little too late.

Alas.

“Father calls for you, Snow” the male in question releases a breath he was not aware he was holding and jumps to his feet abruptly with a gladness he is still cautious of since his brother likes to get unfair at times despite being well acquainted with your personality. 

Jon departs, or rather flees the scene without another word.

A smirk makes its way onto your face so you turn your ‘unsuspecting’ back to the hairy giant, bending to pick up your upper coat that you had shrugged off in a bout of confidence. Though you aren't the sharpest and certainly don't possess the perception of your betrothed, you hear him approach you in his manly and wise silence as you clear the haystacks of your coat in one swift movement and resume an upright position.

“Oh!” You exclaim with a surprise so artificial that the impurity nearly cuts Robb because of how he always dons the gold of honesty and valor. “My heart!” You use your endearment for him for Robb neither likes to hear you refer to him by name in public nor does he prefer you call him by his titles. “When did you get here? You were not a moment ago!” 

The coolest, most small smile spreads over his rosy lips and Robb tips his head back an inch to grant himself a better look at your audacity. The milky skin under his eye slightly twitches in response to him narrowing his eyes at you. Though he says nothing, you can still hear his rhetorical inquiry in that sarcastic way of his that you are well familiar with due to how long you have known him. 

“Whatever’s the matter, my love?” Robb has to resist the urge to scoff at the extra pitch in your voice because of the pretentiousness you are putting into your performance. 

He just stares at you for a good while, studying you, perhaps giving you a chance. So much so that there comes a point where you feel yourself gulping down a bile from your rising nervousness. But unlike many other times, you refuse to give in today. Like husband, like wife. After all, you rebelled against your nature today to end up here, in this ‘predicament’. Giving up now would be to waste all your effort and turn your bold attempt futile.

“Come” he says after you know not how many minutes pass but before you can say anything, Robb’s hairy claw has already seized your smaller hand within it. It is unlike his nature too, for usually he is the effortless victor in a battle of wits between the two of you.

“Oh!” But you are used to being treated like the most delicate and valuable thing to ever exist. You have been raised in a manner which has accustomed you to everyone giving in to your demands and wishes. The firm manner in which Robb balances all things with a just foresight is most undesirable to you, fancy for him or not. Things should always go your way in the design of your desire, and not in a way that is mindful of safeguarding the welfare of other people too, unlike your dearest. If it does as a byproduct, jolly. If it does not, well, then that is simply not your pain to bear. And whilst you underwent this stunt to provoke Robb and his attention, the way your smaller body is being dragged somewhere through the dark hallways of the estate with a rigidity typical to your betrothed, it is hardly the conclusion you planned.

Not like this.

“Oh, my!” Your brutish man's ironhold is beast-like as you try to free yourself of it. But what good is a mere pip against a wolf out for blood? “Stop, stop!” You huff and puff half out of your liking to test him to the best of your ability and half because your scheme was not to be so quickly overthrown with such ease!

No, he was supposed to get jealous and sulk in the envy your behavior was aimed to stir in him due to your treatment of his brother. Then he was supposed to fight for your attention and give in to all demands bestowed upon him by you and fulfill any and every need you may have. Robb was to kneel down to you like everyone else in your life did and strike conversation to get you to shower the blessings of your company upon him. He was to say the first word and you were to act like he usually did; with a teasing indifference to make him haste harder for your notice. Except, your little mind failed to realize that you yourself had broken the very first rule of your own game not too long ago when you had spoken.

And now as you are pushed into a little room for the stored animal feed and other domestic necessities before your smaller body is pushed like a delinquent babe's to bend over hay forming a stack half your size, you whimper and pout as your pampered elbows itch from the dried grass. This outcome is far from what you had expected of your contrivance. This is not supposed to be it. 

“We are not wed yet, my Lord!” Your mouth runs its senseless attempts in vain. “Oh no!” You try to worm your body free from his elbow that he settles between your shoulder blades to nail you in place as the rest of his arm lays down along the length of your back, the tips of his fingers pressing against the twin dents in your tailbone. “This—”

“All that fuss to have my attention, dove” when he does speak, the guttural quality of his throat shushes you into silence. “Only to raise mayhem and put up such fight when it has been granted to you” you feel the fingers of his free hand dance along the plump, clothed cushions of your buttocks and your eyes widen as though the position he had put you in was not telling enough. 

No, no, no!

He is supposed to get on his knees and worship you! 

Not discipline you like a guardian does a misbehaving child! 

“Perhaps they are correct in what they say about a woman's eternal uncertainty in what she wants herself” not entirely true. You do know what you want. But if you confess it to him this will get even worse for you! He must not know! You shall conceal it like your life depends on it!

Or so you scheme in your naivete, for you have behaved in similar ways more times than one.

But trying to flirt with another man? That is new. 

And Robb is very determined to find out the source of that course of action.

“Ugh,” you shake your shoulders in a futile attempt once more. “Do not be a cruel brute!” You order the future King of the North like you are in any position to bark at a man of his stature. “I am not one of your savagely bannermen! I— ah!” A furious hiss shoots through your lips when his free hand comes down upon the midpoint of your cheeks that jiggle feverishly from the impact. You whine at the sting that goes all the way down to your pucker and though Robb is wordless, he curses under his breath when he realizes that you are not wearing adequate underclothing despite his constant advice and request that you do.

How typical of you.

The young man brings another strong hand down upon your rear at the thought and you let out such an exaggerated sound -in his opinion, as he is scarcely aware of the extent of his own strength- that it mimics a cackle. Only, it is one of woe. Your hips desperately try to find solace in swerving the endangered half of your body out of his line of devastation but your wolf-man is far too strong. 

“Aaaa!” You furiously wail like a delinquent puppy being set straight, digging your elbows into the hay and your head in your arms to withstand the thunderous rain of your betrothed's hand on your buttocks. “I demand you stop this immediately, Robb!” Your whines are muffled and pathetic in their contrast to your words. 

“It will not be until you tell me whose plot your little performance was” you gulp and bark out a wheeze to respond and it is like he senses the lie that goes to bud on your tongue and he swats it away with a foreseeable slap to the underside of your rear. “And you best think twice before giving me a false answer,” you shake your whole body and your head in protest and pain when he spanks you again. “Or so help me gods.” 

But you remain faithful to your nature and preserve your brain's unutilized state by choosing to, after all, lie. “I- I have not the slightest idea what you mean!” Robb releases a cool, mirthless scoff and shakes his head at you, his palm now taking turns on each of your cheeks as it comes out in strong, powerful hits that he lands with well paced delays so you can fully feel the ache of one strike before the next lands. “O- Ow! T- There was no- ah— p- plot! Nevermind a- any performance!” He sighs as if to lament what is about to happen to you next. 

“Fine” your eyes widen and you squawk in shock like you aren't accustomed to this or you were not hoping to arouse a more ideal variant of this outcome anyway. “Have it your way then, my dove” oh… that never fares well for you. 

And Robb proves your suspicion true when he lifts your skirts out of the way and tucks them under the hand that sits on your lower back like a menacing serpent with unkind intentions. “Tsk,’’ a strong strike is given to your barely secure intimates before he tugs your poor excuse for undergarments down. 

What?

They are uncomfortable!

It is not your problem if the man of your future household is too pedant and fastidious!

He always laughs at it and just ruffles your hair but you are unyielding in your belief that he is the way he is because your betrothed is adamant on reaching bachanalness three times faster than other people his age. 

“Ouch, my heart, please!” You cannot help but whine out an endearment though you absolutely do not want to because you are just as cross with him as he is with you! Ugh! He never falls in your traps! Why is he so clever?! Is this what your mother meant when she told you that you were finally going to have someone who would handle you like you ought to be the day Robb asked your father for your hand in marriage? “It hurts!” 

You gasp in realization.

The pieces fall into place.

It does make sense.

Gods, the world conspires against you!

This is not fair at all!

Robb's cruel palm is unrelenting even when it begins to tingle upon coming into contact with your bare and blushing skin over and over. “Tell me the name, my angel, and I will cease this immediately” he spreads your legs with one strong jerk of his hand and your whole body undergoes a turbulence. “You know I hate this just as much as you do” before you can feel any warmth for your cruel lover for he always tells you that he does not like to punish you, his lowered hand comes upwards in a vertical hit and collides against your drenched petals. The impact reverberates through your whole being and your mouth falls open at the way your folds shake. “Make haste, sweet one.”

Your eyebrows come together in a tight, angry knot and your cheeks puff at his condescending tone. “N- No name!” You bark out of spite and clutch at the hay angrily. “There was no one!” The compressed dried grass comes loose in your hold and you add. “You have gone completely mad, you hoary troll!” The way Robb audibly chuckles at that causes the arm that he has on your back to buzz into your spine.

You gulp because he is a man of a few words and even lesser noise. So this cannot mean anything good. Although you are quite determined in your resolve, you still have to bite your lip to suppress the whimper that you let out when his offending hand now begins to softly caress the blemished skin of your buttocks and sit spots. For you know his touch and it is not this when he means to be genuinely affectionate.

Just what kind of a predicament have you landed yourself into?

“I see.” You hear the zip of harnesses coming undone and the thump of coats hitting the floor. “Then nevermind the actions of a mad man precisely how we will the name of your fellow conspirator, my dear” you are confused by his words but the feeling of his tip aligning against you when he gets behind you and takes your sore thighs -for Robb never punishes your buttocks alone but all the spots in their vicinity- in his strong fingers that are decorated in scars which bear testament to his experience in conquest, causes a tumult in your determination-taut brain from the burst of sensation and the upper half of your body relaxes as result of all tension shifting to your nether regions. 

You mewl as you feel the delicious burn of your entrance that your beloved had deflowered some time ago stretch around the thick tip of his cock that makes love making feel like the first time whenever your balmy cavern is made to accommodate his manhood. “Oh! I can't take it!” You throw your head back and moan, forgetting everything else and getting lost in the flutters of pleasure you have been taught to find in the strain his cock causes on your flesh band. “You're too big, love!” Robb curses under his breath when the leaking apex of his cock is met with resistance against your folds that he feels quivering against him. “P- Please help me take it!” He just has to give a sharp strike to the underside of one of your buttocks to accompany with his scoff.

You are such a fox.

Saying all the agreeable things in that obedient tone of yours that he knows better than to trust. 

He shakes his head at the surprised squeal you whimper out as though the events of the last quarter did not happen. 

“Whoever said anything about you taking it, my sweet dove?” Horror creeps down your spine in the form of an ice cold shiver. 

No. 

“B- But— aaaah!” You are stinging, aroused, open but not filled and inching closer and closer to mindless, undignified desperation. “But!”

“Hm?” Robb seems to be enjoying himself, ever the master of restraint and self control, as he penetrates you only to the wide hilt of his tip before he sloshes it right out of your entrance only to repeat the tortuous action where your walls clench and bathe with slick in anticipation of his cock only for their buzzing excitement to be denied satisfaction. 

“W- What…” You rarely ever misbehave once he has you like this. But your wanton frustration makes you kick one foot as you huff. “Why would you— oh!” You bite your lip because of the shoddy pleasure that sparks but fails to ignite, leaving your body on a trembling edge that brings you to heaven's door each time he fishes his way past your swollen folds and plops into you never to let you sheathe him thus denying you the paradise beyond. “W- Why are you doing that?!” You finally break from your pretentious rhetoric as you try to push yourself down on his shaft but strength has never been grounds for competition between the two of you. 

Robb's nearly inhuman hold keeps you detained exactly where he wants you. “Doing what?” It's his time to display faux behavior and you huff although you know deep down in your mind that it would not do much to move him and would rather only land you in more trouble. 

“That!” You cry when you feel his cock release more precum right at the threshold of your cavern because of how he fucks your entrance with a warm, torturous gentleness that scorches both of your insides alike. “Why w- won't you put it in, cruel ogre!” 

A satisfied smirk suppresses Robb's breaths that grow heavier with the passing moments. “Why, I am a mad and cruel ogre-troll, my dove” he enters you again and this time both his hands come down on your cheeks in the form of slaps at once and you howl. “And creatures of my like have queer ways beyond the comprehensive abilities of pretty little things like yourself” you whine and your toes curl at how the frustration morphs into a dull ache in the mound between your legs. 

The painful twitching of your sex makes you croak and you try to move your hips once more. “No! No!” You gurgle on your own spit as you vehemently shake your head.

“No?” Robb's inquiry is nice, somewhat kind even��� unlike his heartless actions. 

“No!” You affirm as you feel your knees ache and sore thighs quiver. You are a sensitive little thing. Rough handling is not a domain you are much acquainted with beside the brief encounters you have with it sometimes during spells of passion with your dearest betrothed. “No, the light of my life, you're not! You—” your back arches and you cry and pout like an entitled juvenile not getting their way, your frivolous unrest and feverish jittering making his great form that looms behind you like the silhouette of doom itself to shake in silent mirth. “You're perfect! Please, you're the most perfect Stark heir! You are the best Lord Winterfell can ever hope to have!” Your praises make him curse under his breath and he gropes your thigh harder to withstand his impulsive urge to thrust all the way in.

No.

He is the man and the responsible one.

No can do until you learn and acknowledge his authority.

That is the way.

Of men, and Lords.

“The name, my love” though he masks his words with nonchalance quite well, there is a disguised urgency in them. You light him up just as unbearably as he does you. “Tell me the name and I will give you all you need and desire.” He gives you one rough jerk just past the band of your entrance and the momentary friction you feel in the drenched velvet just above your entrance snaps the thread of your determination. “Just like that, it is that easy. But you choose the fruitless path of torment and frustration.” There is a hypnotic lull in his words and that is enough for you to gush out a part of your impending confession. 

“It was—!” You finally confess the name of your lady friend and Robb decides that it will do for now, rest you will tell him yourself with your own free will in your sensitive and emotional post orgasm state when you will be securely tucked in his arms and against his chest. 

“There” your eyes and mouth widen at the same time and a guttural grunt crawls out of your throat when he doesn't pull his tip out this time around and instead slots himself inside you until he is hilt deep. “There is my bonnie lass” the upper half of your body goes lax and appears as though your bones have dissolved into your blood. You go to collapse face first into the hay to lay down and get fucked into oblivion but Robb's territorial paw finds a hold on the underside of your jaw and he rams you onto his cock and continues to curve your form until the crown of your head is touching his shoulder. “Tsk, such havoc just because I could not attend to you right away and requested you show some patience.” His fingers find one of your nipples and you shiver.

“S- Sorry, hubby!” You finally use for him the odd yet heartwarming endearment he loves most and that is how he knows he has you netted in.  

“Who loves you?” You shiver as you feel his girth stretch out your insides even though you were more than prepared for him. 

“Y- You—” he pulls at your nipple before giving both your breasts punishing swats. Your waist further curls outwards at the feeling. 

“Say it properly” you clench around him because of the way his baritone voice grinds against your eardrums and Robb cannot help but twitch right under your cervix. 

You do not need to be told twice. “Robb Stark!” 

He hums in satisfaction. “Who knows better?” 

Your bubbling loins tighten. “Robb Stark!” 

“Who takes care of you?” His hands roughly fumble to throw your skirts out of his way. 

“Robb Stark—!” Your answer turns into a shivering moan when his fingers find the trembling gem under the hood of your sex. 

“Who do you trust with everything?” The minute crevices on the tips of his fingers rub against the sensitive nub and your vision falters. 

“R- Robb Stark!” His hold on your jaw is the only thing that keeps it in usable shape. 

“Who will you obey when he tells you that you will no longer be friends with—” you whine when he takes the name of your dear friend but it is not a complete surprise. 

Robb greatly dislikes and condemns for you any influence he deems indecent or bad.

“R- Robb Stark!” You whimper as you move your hips along to his cock that now fucks you so fast and rough that you lose your footing with each thrust, the fingers he has on the nub of your womanhood only adding to the flutters of pleasure that narrow the knot around your hips with each snap of his hips. 

“Who do you belong to?” This time, his mouth comes to press against your ear and his coarse beard irritates your sensitive skin. His words carry a wolfish ferocity and you hear him gnash his teeth in as much clarity as your thumping ears will allow. 

“R- Robb—” your teeth begin to chatter from the intensity of your orgasm and your body flexes against his much bigger one to withstand the explosion in your abdomen. “S- S- Stark…” Your words melt into hissing whispers and you shudder and hiss when he continues to rub, fuck and fondle you even when the ecstatic feeling has subsided and your mound demands solitude. 

“That is correct” he pounces onto the stacks that you face with your smaller body underneath him like a depraved wolf having trapped in its hold a helpless little lamb. The action causes for his tip to collide against your cervix and your body thrashes defensively but it is in vain. “Do not forget that.” Robb whispers in your ear before he regains his footing and his hairy claws tuck under your thighs from the front. Your betrothed easily lifts your legs off the floor and begins his annihilation of any remaining misconduct perchance still shrouded in some unwise crevice of your little mind.

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Jon Snow:

Promise (Jon Snow x Y/N) summary: You are a Lady from House Tully and Catelyn Starks ward. But you love her husband bastard son Jon and he loves you. Your relationship is a secret, but you don't care. But then Jon makes the decision to go to the Wall.

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sweet like flowers smell (Valentins Event 2025) summary: Ser Loras, the Knight of the Flower, gives Sansa a red rose at the Hand's tournament. The flower in her hand makes her thoughts wander back to Winterfell, to the person who gave her her first flower. Her cousin Jon.

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Knights and Heros (Sansa Stark and Robb Stark) summary: Sansa prays that Robb comes and safes her. Every night before she goes to bed, she sends a prayer to the gods asking that Robb save her. He should kill the lions, each one of them and finally free Sansa. Her big brother is supposed to save her. He has to save her.

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Lord Stark (Robb Stark x LannisterReader) summary: It was a stupid argument and Robb knows he has fucked up after you threw his title in his face. Fine. He doesn't need you or so he thought. He quickly realizes that he made a mistake and that he does need you more than he thought.

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Good wifes always know - or not? (Robb Stark x WifeReader) summary: Your husband Robb Stark gives all his attention to Lady Karstark, a daughter of Lord Karstark. Hot jealousy leads to a carousel of thoughts in your head and in the end you lash out at Robb. You quickly realize that you have to apologize. But before you can do that, you receive an unexpected, good message.

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Laut Ke Ajana ~ a war wife’s prayer for her husband’s safe return (❤️‍🩹🥀)pt. 2

Dragon Twins ~ a slice of life between dancer wife and her step daughters Baela and Rhaena {feat, Daemon being a paranoid dad} (❤️‍🩹♥️) pt.3

Alyssa’s World ~ when girl dad! Daemon resorts to turning their castle into a zoo untill his daughter’s egg hatches (❤️‍🩹)

Harwin Strong x Daemon Targaryen

Two Swords, Three Holes ~ two bisexual gold cloak noblemen and their naive whore (🩸♥️)

Sweet Prince ~ Daemon pays the price for breaking Harwin’s rules and corrupt his good girl (🩸)

Tywin Lannister

Tujhe Yaad ~ where the Lion’s wife pays for his crimes in gold and blood (🥀)

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Daemon Targaryen Masterlist

The Dragon’s Wife* (dark content)

The Dragon’s Hoard*

Shijetra Nyke, Mandia*

Tag yourself here…

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☆ HOTD Masterlist ☆ 

🕷: Angst

♥ : Smut

☆ : Fluff

Daemon Targaryen:

The dragon and the princess ♥

Aemond Targaryen:

Under the eyes of the seven ♥

In the middle of the night ♥🕷

Our sweet sister ♥

Aegon Targaryen:

Our sweet sister ♥

The prince of pleasure ♥

Jacaerys Targaryen:

I am yours and you are mine, whatever may come. ♥

My dear betrothed ♥

Benjicot ("Davos") Blackwood:

The ballad of the raven and the dragon (Pt.1)♥

This is more than a sick love story (Pt.2)♥☆

Cregan Stark:

(to be added)

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6000 Followers Celebration Masterlist

SPN BINGO

Written by Follower’s

Terrify the Dark Masterlist

Writer: @moosekateer13​

Kink/Theme: ABO

Summary: Jared and the reader have been friends since childhood. Both now are professors at Texas University. When their school is put on lockdown it leads to something unexpected.

Pairing: Alpha!Jared Padalecki x Omega!Reader

Rating: School Shooting, Angst, Mating, Smut, Friends to Lovers True mates

Written by Holylulusworld

Dominance Hierarchy

Kink/Theme: Breeding Kink

Summary: Meeting Sam Winchester didn’t mean anything to you. He’s a tall Alpha, a hunter so you decide to leave the moment the case was done but Sam has other plans.

Pairing: Alpha!Sam Winchester x Omega!Reader

Rating: angst, possessive/angry/jealous Alpha!Sam, abo dynamics, dominant Sam, smut, unprotected sex, manhandling, language, hair pulling, knotting, mating, claiming, breeding kink, public sex, oral (female receiving), fingering, orgasm denial

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Written by Holylulusworld

My beloved enemy

Kink/Theme: Enemies to lovers

Summary: You and Dean are at each-others throat for years. One night you take one step too far and Dean shows you an enemy can be a lover.

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Rating: angst, enemies to lovers, arguments, language, pissed Dean/reader, smut, unprotected sex, manhandling, biting, calling names, a slap or two

Keep reading

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 ALL FICS ARE 18+ — MINORS DNI 🌿

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AEMOND TARGARYEN MASTERLIST.

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i can't believe how quickly i wrote this, let's say it's robb stark's effect on me, i hope you like it, please let me know your thoughts!

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make his queen smile

king robb and you have a night filled with your slow tears for him and his comfort. nsfw.

"my queen."

you arch your back easily, wrapping your legs around his muscular body. your eyes close at the sensation, his hardness moving inside you. he kisses your neck, leaves lovely red marks on your soft skin. and he calls you his fucking 'queen'.

"oh, my queen."

you don't know if you love it or you hate it when robb stark calls you 'his queen' when he is deep inside you.

he is too deep, it almost hurts. even though robb is always careful not to hurt you, he can't control how hard he gets when he is inside you. you welcome the slight pain it brings you, your nails press hardly on his back. he makes a little sound when you move your hips against him, his entire chest is covered with thin layer of sweat.

"does it hurt? are you okay, my lady?" he asks with a shaky voice.

you shake your head, kiss his cheek with a quick movement.

"no, no, it's perfect. i love-hmm, i love this." you answer. you don't want him to worry over a slight pain you love, you just want him to keep moving.

he nods, kisses your lips with all the passion he feels. he doesn't stop, brings his hand on your sweet spot and rubs it. your sounds grow louder and you bury your face to his neck to stay silent.

"shh, don't hide yourself. let me hear you, i want to hear you."

you shake your head slightly. "but there are people outside-"

robb smiles. "grey wind stays by the door, my love. i doubt there are people around when he stands there."

you smile back as he rubs your pearl harder. he moves his hips and your muscles clench around him as he hits the lovely spot inside you and you hold onto him.

"right- right there, my king."

he kisses your forehead and your cheeks. his lips get stained with your tears from the pleasure he gives you. it doesn't take long for him to give his seed, and you are sure that you feel his liquid coating inside you.

you can't stop yourself from falling apart when he melts inside you, you lift your waist from bed and he holds you close as you come around him.

the pleasure is intense, he collapses on your body and you are quick to hold him. your fingers caress his curls as he presses slow kisses on your breasts.

"i'll crush you, my love. you should let me move aside."

you shake your head even though he doesn't see it. "stay like this for a moment more, please."

he becomes a human blanket on you quickly, gets more comfortable. "hmm, that's perfect."

"you like it?" you ask with a sweet voice.

"i love everything you do to me. my beautiful queen."

you sigh softly. "i wish we could stay like this all the time. just lying here on furs, being close."

"soon, my sweet lady. soon, when i end this war."

he lifts his head to look at your face. you can't help your tears making their way on your flushed cheeks. he moves on bed and pulls you to his lap. your thighs stay on each sides of his hips.

he cups your cheeks, drying your tears. he smiles affectionally and you turn your face, not wanting to upset him when he deals with too much.

"can you look at me? i want to see that pretty face, my queen."

"i apologise. i don't wish to upset you but- i fear for you. i want you safe and close to me even when i know that's not possible."

he smiles softly and guides you to come closer. you put your head on his chest, your permanent place. he rubs your back and his heart clenches when he feels your tears on his skin.

he waits until your breathing turns steady. he knows how much pressure you're under, worrying over his life all the time and not being able to do anything to end his dreadful war.

"i understand how you feel and it pains me when i can't do anything to stop your worries. i'm doing the best i can to end the war without hurting more people but- that's not easy, my queen. being called as a king is not easy."

you nod. "i know. i know, i'm sorry, i didn't want to upset you."

"no, no, you should always tell me how you feel so i can make you happy and safe. i'd do anything to put a smile on your lovely face. please don't hesitate to talk to me by thinking you'll upset me."

your perfect king, he always knows what to say to calm your nerves. you press a kiss on his chest as he holds you closer. he wraps your body in furs, keeps you warm and stays with you.

it's a luxury, to have the king in the north in your bed all night long without being bothered. you wait for someone to knock and take your husband from you. it never happens. robb lets grey wind in after a moment and the direwolf sleeps in front of the fire, giving you the feeling of safety.

robb holds you, kisses you through the night. such a lovely night, he fills it with soft kisses and sweet words. no one knows this side of him, the young wolf taking care of his wife like this. and that's good. he is good, only for you.

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Game of Thrones Masterlist

Jon Snow

Oneshots

Deserving

Overheard

Drabbles

Little Snow Angels

Headcanons

Dating Jon Snow would include

Showing Jon Snow affection would include

Robb Stark

Drabbles

Imagine telling Robb Stark off

Headcanons

Being Robb Stark’s wife would include

Ned Stark

Drabbles

Morning Sunlight

Headcanons

Baths

The Day before your Wedding

Wildflowers

Jaime Lannister

Drabbles

Glimpses

Headcanons

Jaime Lannister Fluffy Alphabet

Dating Jaime Lannister would include

Jorah Mormont

Oneshots

Luckier

Headcanons

Cuddles

Sandor Clegane

Headcanons

Dating Sandor Clegane would include

Tormund Giantsbane

Drabbles

Stitches

Headcanons

Dating Tormund Giantsbane would include

Sansa Stark

Headcanons

Dating Sansa Stark would include

Petyr Baelish

Headcanons

Being Little Finger’s daughter would include

Gendry Waters

Headcanons

Dating Gendry Waters would include

Podrick Payne

Drabbles

Talk

Headcanons

Dating Podrick Payne would include

Oberyn Martell

Drabbles

Morning Sleep Ins 

Only Son 

Daario Naharis

Headcanons

Dating Daario Naharis would include

Game of Thrones Preferences:

What they think/do when they see you for the first time

Your last night together before the Battle of Winterfell

Having children with them would include

Comforting them & their reaction

You can also check out the masterlists for my other fandoms here:

Harry Potter

Doctor Who

Sherlock

Outlander

If you would like to request, you can do so here. 

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Masterlist

Be aware that these are fiction works made for entertainment purposes. It includes yandere behaviours and several triggers so make sure to READ THE WARNINGS at the beginning.

I do not support any of these toxic behaviours.

Please, be 18+ to read this, no minors are allowed. 

EVERYTHING IS YANDERE/DARK.

Reader is always female.

YANDERE CONCEPTS

↪ Masterlist

LUKE CASTELLAN

↪ Masterlist

THE BOYS

↪ Soldier Boy

STRANGER THINGS

↪ Billy Hargrove

DRABBLES

▶ Sad Story - You and Billy have a fight but he knows exactly the right cards to play to make you come back to him. (Emotional Mnaipulation)

▶ Bad Manners - Billy has to teach you a few manners, even if it’s the hard way. (Domestic Violence; Slapping; Toxic/Abusive Marriage)

DEFENDING JACOB

↪ Andy Barber

DRABBLES

▶ Bad Neighbour - Your neighbor is set on having you, no matter what you say. 

WEDNSDAY

↪ Xavier Thorpe

DRABBLES

▶ Him as a boyfriend

(No more works about him)

SCREAM VI

↪ Ethan Landry

UMBRELLA ACADEMY

↪ Five Hargreeves

DUNE

↪ Paul Atreides

GOTHAM (TV Show)

↪ Bruce Wayne

OUTER BANKS

↪ Rafe Cameron

BULLET TRAIN

↪ Tangerine

GOT

↪ Masterlist

HOTD

↪ Masterlist

HARRY POTTER

↪ Tom Riddle

↪ Regulus Black

MARVEL

↪ Peter Parker

↪ Steve Rogers

↪ Tony Stark

↪ Bucky Barnes

↪ Pietro Maximoff

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Little-Spicy Masterlist!

18+ Minors DNI 🔞🔞🔥🔥

MARVEL 

Stucky

ORC SERIES

Summary: In order to save her kingdom from a war that would turn fatal, Y/N sacrifices herself as an alliance between orc and human.

part 1 part 2

PAINT

Summary: Y/N and the boys decided to have an arts and crafts day.

HOT TO THE TOUCH

Summary: It’s never easy when things happen unexpectedly. After an argument, everything blurred and Y/N soon to began to burn hot to the touch.

AT LAST

Summary: After a really long mission, Y/N decided to surprise her boys with a treat.

EARLY BIRD

Summary: The boys have to go on a business trip right before Y/N’s due date. Even though they assure her that everything is fine, sometimes mother’s intuition is never wrong.

SOMETHING SWEET

Summary: When Y/N helps Bruce and Tony with the long lost super soldiers. It is clear to see that they are infatuated and utterly in love with Y/N. And when they are all alone with her, they decide that they would make their move.

OUR LOSS

Summary: Steve and Bucky have been very stressed during their upcoming mission and have sadly taken it out on Y/N. When Y/N have a surprise for them, it ends up going not the way she expected.

STUCKY COMFORTING YOU ON PERIOD INCLUDES

BEING !TARZAN STUCKY’S GIRLFRIEND INCLUDES…

Steve Rogers

RAIN ON MY PARADE

Summary: Y/N is a blind date for Steve, one of Bucky’s girl’s sister was set up and she couldn’t help but get stuck in the bad weather.

Spiderverse Preferences 

Which Disney Couple are you?

What would happen if you fell asleep on them?

What Turns Them On  

Favorite Position  

How Do They Comfort You?  

Favorite Things To Do With You  

How They React When Their Jealous  

Where Do They Like To Kiss You?  

When Would They Bring You Flowers?  

How would They Take Care of You When Your Sick?

Otto Octavius

EXPERIMENTAL

Summary: When Otto experiments with a brand new substance, it doesn’t go well. Y/N sees the big bad doctor in a whole new light.

COMFORT

Summary: Ever since Y/N has had the now reformed villains at her apartment it’s been hard for her to go out. So when she gets stood up for a date, all the men decide to cheer Y/N up.

Eddie Brock

JUST A LITTLE KISS

Summary: When Eddie and Venom fight, Venom decided to go out on the town. Knowing Eddie is too stubborn, Y/N decides to find Venom and some things reveal unexpectedly.

HOTD

Aemond Targaryen 

LIES 

Summary:  Aemond is to be married to Jocelyn Baratheon for an alliance and doesn’t tell Y/N. He’s willing to lie to keep her and way more.

SECRET TIES

Summary: Y/N Velaryon was the adopted child of Rhaenerys and Laenir. Taken in as a babe and was the daughter of house Velaryon and treated as one. Even though the blacks and greens have bad blood. Y/N and Aemond have always shared a secret love for one another. As war begins, the two decide to set their own fate and seal a promise made long ago.

GOT

Robb Stark 

SNOWFALL

Summary: an alliance of house Baratheon and house Stark was going to set place in Winterfell. Y/N Baratheon and Robb Stark were to be wed and be man and wife.

OTHER

Doctor Who

BEING THE DOCTOR’S WIFE INCLUDES

Stephen Arden

SWEET MELODY 

Summary: Y/N hasn’t experienced many things in the world so when Stephen Arden shows her music, it intrigues her.

HEAT

Summary: After they believed they killed Sil, Y/N is going through changes and when she is suddenly hit with the urgency to mate, Stephen realizes there’s more to her than he realized.

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♡ Aemond Targaryen ♡

Lemon Cakes - Part One - Part Two - Part Three

Modern Aemond HCs

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Jealousy HC's

🆇Polaroid's Part 1🆇 🆇Missed You Part 2🆇

🆇Collar🆇

♡ Aegon Targaryen ♡

Modern Aegon HCs

Promise

Artist

🆇Reward🆇

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Wrapping Presents

♡ Helaena Targaryen ♡

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Modern Jace HC's

Cocky Part One 🆇Part Two🆇

🆇Nsfw Alphabet🆇

🆇See You Again🆇

Modern Crush Headcannons

🆇How to Treat a Princess🆇 (featuring Aegon)

🆇Yours🆇

Frat Party Part 1- Frat Baby Part 2

♡ Luke Velaryon ♡

Modern Luke HC's

Dance

Study date - part one - part two

♡ Daemon Targaryen ♡

Modern Daemon HC's

🆇My Sweet Dragon🆇

🆇Partition🆇

🆇In Charge🆇

My Moon & Stars (sequel to in charge)

【P】Swear it【P】

Sugar Baby Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - 🆇Part 4.5🆇 - Part 4 - Part 5

Wedding (sugar baby series)

🆇Missed You🆇

🆇Rings🆇

🆇Moved In🆇

♡ Rhaenyra Targaryen ♡

🆇Perzītsos🆇

🆇 Worth it🆇

♡ Harwin Strong ♡

🆇Take Care of You🆇

Suitable Match

♡ Criston Cole ♡

🆇Test my Devotion🆇

♡ Cregan Stark ♡

🆇 Princess🆇

♡Alicent Hightower♡

🆇Dreams🆇

Preferences/Multicharacter

How they react to you being drunk – Aemond, Aegon, Heleana 🆇How he is in bed🆇 – Aemond, Aegon, Jace, Daemon, Harwin 🆇Modern NSFW Heacannons🆇- Jace, Daemon, Aegon, Aemond How they react to your period - Aemond, Aegon, Jace, Cregan, Luke

Modern boyfriend Headcannons - aegon, aemond, jace, luke

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