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dark grows the sun, and in summer soon come mighty storms...
#...would you know yet more?#my art#dragon age#dragon age the veilguard#datv spoilers#ghilan'nain#evanuris#ok it turns out her lower body isn't tentacles and it's just more armour or something#but i finished this before the trailer dropped and i'm not changing it now lmaoo#was also hoping she'd say something so i could have a caption :(( oh well you're getting a völuspá verse instead#always gotta bring out the völuspá when it comes to plots about gods dying#how fare the gods? how fare the elves? head in my hands
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🎥: Anthony Byrne | x
Francesca teaser video || 05/19/2023
#imagine what i had to go through while making this (i kept pausing because i was making myself unwell over how handsome he is)#Francesca teaser video you will always be famous to me!!!#my gifset#hozier#andrew hozier byrne#Francesca#unreal unearth#that was only the extent of my break. i now go back to work#not faring well
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Well, things may be Not Tremendous right now, but at least we got good enough weather to nail down an autumnal-ish Melina photoshoot? I've still got a few things I'd like to touch up, but I do love her~ And what a comfy costume to wear while tromping around the woods!
Photos by @tasty-patches
#cosplay#cosplay shenanigans#melina#elden ring#wig needs a trim and a lil more styling badly 😔#that's the big thing really#the rest are just lil fixes#I'm excited to compete with her though!!#roadblocks aside she turned out really really well#that said whoo boy idk how she's gonna fare outside of cool weather#lot of layers
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#disco elysium#disco elysium spoilers#disco elysium skills#harry du bois#dora ingerlund#magistralucis plays disco elysium#goodmorning discofans are we having a Normal One today 😬😩🤪#my favourite one is not on there (conceptualization) but this part is soul destroying no matter what you want to focus on anyhow#suggestion my friend you were my first signature skill and absolutely goddamned useless Fare Fucking Well.
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Fare Well
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Summary: You visit Aegon after another council meeting ends. Paring: Aegon Targaryen x female!reader Word Count: 1600+ Warnings: Reader AFAB, knifeplay, object penetration, kissing, p in v, creampie, using intercourse as an escape from reality. Author’s Note: Listen, the new trailer came out and our muses are buzzing again. This smutty piece was inspired by this story by @valeskafics as well as this beautiful edit by the beautiful @bucknastysbabe. The title is from Hozier, as you all should come to expect now, and this can also be read on ao3. This is dedicated to @f4ll-for-you, my wonderful Tumblr kindred spirit who made me into the Aegon girly I am today. 💜 A huge thank you to @targaryen-dynasty for beta reading and making sure this all made sense. 💜 Enjoy!
“What troubles you, your grace?”
You had remained in the shadows and listened to the voices grow louder, though still muted through the walls, with their worries of what was to come next. They exited one by one, the morose men chosen to serve the king’s council, with the lord commander of the kingsguard escorting the queen dowager donned in green, her eyes downcast and her expression etched with her perpetual worry since her lord husband had passed. The lord hand was the last to leave, his face lined and wearied, his slow gate returning him to the tower where he would–as Aegon confided to you–continue to pen letters to garner support across the realm.
It was only then that you dared to enter the room. You saw Aegon was seated at the head of the table, his violet gaze placed on the Valyrian dagger in his hands, the iron and rubies that once belonged to the Conqueror gleaming above him.
The sun was streaking through the windows behind, giving him a kingly glow. His hair was a shade lighter and his cheeks sunkissed from the hours aback Sunfyre; despite the threat beyond the horizon, you knew that Aegon enjoyed patrolling the skies with his brothers.
It was these little confessions that he shared with you in the clandestine moments stolen within the walls of the Red Keep. He told you how he wished to be distracted, to allow a reprieve for his mind that weighed heavy with this anointed crown, and you were just this distraction, flesh and blood pulsing with your desire.
It was then he looked up to see you still shyly posted in the doorway. “You seemed troubled, your grace,” you repeated with kindness, with concern.
“I am now always troubled, it feels,” his smile was forced. “It seems to be something that comes with the weight of this.” He removed the crown and it echoed dully as he dropped it on the table. “But perhaps you can serve your king.”
Your foot pushed the door until it closed soundly, and you took a step towards him. For a moment you saw the boy you had grown up with, mischievous and smirking, peering up at you from beneath the title of king. “This is why I am here,” your reply was sultry, and you saw how the black began to swallow the color of his eyes. “To serve, your grace.”
Aegon sheathed the dagger and set it aside his crown before slouching back to spread his legs wider in the ornate chair he sat. Your stomach tightened at the sight of his thick outline against his thigh, pressing through his slacks, and you felt the flutter of that desire trilling your spine, spilling back into your veins.
Your heart vibrated beneath and his lips curled upwards when he noticed where your eyes fell. His large hand patted his thigh.
The gesture summoned you and you moved within his arms reach. He pulled you onto his lap, his face burying into the curve of your neck with a groan, a deep inhale that tickled. “Your grace,” you giggled, squirming in his hold, your blood warming your skin.
“It is only us now,” he murmured against your skin, “and all I wish now is to tear away these layers, lay you on this table, and have what lies beneath your finery.”
“You would not dare,” you whispered, your eyes bright.
His fingers dug into your hip while his other hand snaked under your thighs to lift you up from his seat. You giggled again, your arm quick to wrap around his neck to brace for his step forward as he set you on the edge of the table. His hands pawed at your layers, searching to find the dagger and he began to slice through your fabric.
Your surprise spilled from your lips. “Aegon!”
He did not falter, but sheathed it and set it back down so his hands could grab fistfuls, tearing away the fabric to allow you room to part your thighs and welcome him. Your hands moved from his chest and combed through his hair, smoothing the indent left behind from his crown. He hummed from your touch, his hands moving from your hips and following your curves to your backside, pulling you closer so he could tilt his chin forward and capture your lips.
His kiss devoured you wholly, pulling the air from your lungs with the dizzyingly desperation of his lips against your own. Your arms wrapped again around his neck and you rolled your hips for friction against the warmth he emitted through his royal garb, your fingers clawing at the fabric.
You could feel his smile against your lips, his fingers returning to his hold on your hips. The outside of his palm rested on the dip and his thumbs pressed to the bone, eliciting a pleasure that jolted through you. You moaned softly and his mouth broke away, wet kisses that now trailed along your jaw, his teeth nipping at the slope of your neck.
“Aegon,” you could not help but whine, and you tightened your legs around his hips.
He turned to look at you, his expression unreadable, flushed. For a moment you were lost in his heady gaze, only brought back once you felt his hand trailing the detailing of your bodice and pressing until you laid back on the table. His other hand retrieved the dagger once more and your smallclothes were cut away, the air crisp against the slick between your thighs.
“So wet for me already,” he clucked his tongue, “and I have barely begun.”
Your stuttered response only further goaded him. His brow cocked. “What was that?”
“Please,” you licked your lips. “Touch me, Aegon. Please.”
The darkness in his eyes glittered with the sunlight, and his satisfaction curled across his square jaw. “No. Not quite yet.”
Before you could protest, you felt the pressure of something that was smooth, almost cool to the touch. You peered down to see the sheathed dagger pressed sideways to your bare cunt, the ruby stone sliding against the slick, the blossom of your arousal allowing him a circular motion of the gemstone against the bundle of nerves.
You shuddered in response, your skin rising on your thighs and chest, and your head fell back, your hands pressing flat on the polished wood to anchor yourself. The unfamiliar touch began to build a familiar sensation, something that fluttered throughout, catching your exhale in your throat.
“Aegon,” you cried, his name spilling sickly sweet from your lips, an endearment with the desperation of your tone.
“Let me,” he soothed, his voice rasped with his intent focus.
He moved the hilt and its decorative ridges rubbed along your swollen nerves. You squealed with the touch and then the intrusion, feeling his palm press to the inside of your thigh. “Trust me,” he whispered, his eyes boring between your thighs. You relaxed to his touch, feeling the curve of the handle pressing sweetly within you.
It sparked lights before your eyes and Aegon was pleased. He moved his thumb to replace where the gemstone rubbed enticingly before, matching the tandem of the hilt that now pulled you upwards to the prior peak and then past. It filled your chest, a bursting euphoria that pulsed your walls around the handle.
“Sȳz riña,” his voice low with his praise. Good girl.
Your head lifted, drowsy, and you saw him touch the glossy shine that now covered the hilt, his fingers showing the sticky web of your climax. His eyes met with yours as he showed you, and his eyebrows raised when you pushed to sit up, your hand gently covering his own to pull it towards your lips, licking the ruby and tasting yourself.
It clattered to the cobblestone and his free hand now grabbed the nape of your neck, his lips finding yours with his returned desperation. Fingers collided to loosen his drawstrings, your hands pulling his cock free and guiding his blunt head to press against your silk entrance.
His large hand wrapped around the base and you cant your hips, angling yourself so his cock can slowly sink into your wet warmth. You mewled from the delicious stretch and he shuddered once he was fully buried between your thighs. Aegon paused, stealing a kiss, a taste of tenderness on his lips as he began to rock against you.
It started slow with a low groan spilling from his kiss swollen slips as he watched his cock disappear inside you again and again. He savored the lewd sounds, your soft cries as he pushed deeper within you, your fingers grasping to hold yourself upright, to remain as close to him as possible.
Your body still simmered with your prior release and it did not take much to build again. His hips snapped against yours with the wet sound of skin to skin, and your walls began to flutter. It is a breathless chorus, your soft gasps and his low groan, your pleasure pulling with a creamy spill of passion that tightened around him, his cock pulsing hotly within you.
You fell back to your elbows, trying to catch your breath, and Aegon slumped over, his damp brow pressing to yours, the mess of his golden waves falling across your face. His scent washed over you, exotic oils that were sent as gifts and the sheen of sweat on his skin.
The council chambers are noiseless now, and you hold still under the dimming candles lit for the chandelier above. It is another clandestine moment stolen, where your hearts thrummed in unison before slowing back to their regular pace, pulling you back to the heavy reality that settled in the quiet.
It lingered in the shadows, the faraway thought, the threat beyond the horizon, the echoed worries returning of what will come next.
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#house of the dragon#aegon ii targaryen#aegon x you#aegon x reader#aegon x female!reader#aegon ii fanfic#aegon targaryen x reader#aegon targaryen x you#female!reader#fare well
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[What if?] Hakunon arrives in Chaldea
(feat. Karjina elements)
#so the new jp summer event is a blast#if hakunos become well-fare servant#will they comment on jinako#jinako carigiri#fate karna#hakunon#gudako#fate grand order#fgo#fate/extra ccc#comics#art sketch
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the boop button may be gone, but Maisie remains
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Bit chilly outside ain’t it?
#sniper not faring well in cold weather my beloved#I bet he always forgets when winter hits and just. stubbornly refuses to change his clothes#maybe he adds a scarf or something#anyways take some cute american aviators#tf2#team fortress 2#tf2 sniper#tf2 soldier#american aviators#snipersoldier#art#tf2 fanart#squishart
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Sometimes i, too, feel hedgehog-under-a-van-wheel kind of wouldn't fare well
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Hozier - Unheard (Behind The EP) | Fare Well breakdown
❝ Above the ground, thank God. ❞
#hozier#andrew hozier byrne#fare well#unheard#unheard ep#unreal unearth#wasteland baby#eat your young#musicdaily#musician#hozieredit#mine#my gifs#don't blame me for the lyrics not matching exactly to the song#he says them slightly different to the actual song#2024
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Arondir will survive, right?
#that's all I've come here to ask#knowing that original characters don't fare well in trop :(#someone pls reassure me that arondir will live#i cried when he told galadriel that adar has taken everything from him#arondir#the rings of power#rings of power#trop spoilers
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WHEN I SAY I BELIEVE IN 'MOVEMENT' SUPREMACY I'M TALKING ABOUT THIS
🎥: hannah.walshie | instagram story
Lytham Festival || 07/03/2024
#THIS VIDEO IS SIX HOURS LONG JESUS H#its like the wind gave him so much energy jfc#ON SOME NEXT LEVEL ROCKSTAR SHIT!!!#Movement the song that you are!!!#and of course Andrew casually showing off his insane lung capacity holy shit#AAAAHHHH!!!! I AM RATTLING THE IRON BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE!!!!#hozier#andrew hozier byrne#Lytham Festival#unreal unearth tour#movement#wasteland baby!#NOT FARING WELL#!!!!#tw flashing#flashing lights
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"I'll take any high
Any glazin' of the eyes
Any solitary pleasure that was sorrow in disguise"
Andrew John Hozier-Byrne you absolute bastard
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Hozier Discography Collage Journal entries
1. Fare Well
2. I, Carrion (Icarian)
#hozier#andrew hozier byrne#hozier art#hozier fanart#art journal collage#collage art#collage#art journaling#artjournal#junk journal#fare well#i carrion (icarian)#icarus
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the lil damian minicomic about the robin mantle coming out next week that features babsgirl but not steph like…. this could be so good but also so not. how we feeling
#spokes#will it be another exercise in which robin is the authors fave (robins etc)#idk#cannot believe babs is there and not steph (damians bg) like………..#also im sideeying jason like. big time#like i have to wonder since steph (important to damians development) is excluded how will dick fare. oh well
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Luke for Spotify Wrapped
#i need to talk about how broad he looks omg send help#5sos#5 seconds of summer#luke hemmings#luke#boy ep#video#kh4f post#apparently I'm a fake fan bc he was not in my Top 5 (according to lastfm he was my No 7 artist for the year)#but tbh perhaps for the best bc i may have not fared well with this jump scare#all of a sudden Luke is looking outrageously wide and waving his especially large looking hand ? with no warning? dead#and he's got jokes!#what a rollercoaster of a 15 second video#anyways#shoulders#thank u for ur time
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