#Jurdan x reader

[ragazza-whintigale]

𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕵𝖚𝖉𝖊 𝕯𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖊 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 𝖝 𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖓 𝕲𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖓𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖗

𝔒𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔞 ➵ Cruel Prince

𝔄𝔳𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔷𝔢 ➵ Comportamento Yandere, fem Reader, contenuto sessuale esplicito e implicito, rapporti sessuali impliciti, minaccia , manipolazione emotiva, squilibrio di potere a danni di Mc, contenuto Lgbt, Dom Jude, Soft dom Cardan, Sub Reader.

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔢 ➵ 1461

⟢𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 / 𝚂𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚘 ⟣

Per l’Alta Corte girava voce che l’Alto Re e l’Alta Regina avessero un amante. Una persona che i due condividevano, tuttavia non si sapeva chi fosse.

Alcuni supponevano fosse un mortale, altri dicevano fosse uno del Popolo.

Poi si facevano supposizioni sul sesso di detto amante. Femmina o Maschi.

In tutto questo lady (nome), che assiste da lontano un qualche Fae del palazzo, era tutto fuor che impressionata o sorpresa.

Lei è la così detta ‘amante’ dell’Alto Re e dell’Alta Regina. Nessuno avrebbe mai potuto sospettare di qualcuno che non aveva neppure l'occasione di interagire con i due regnanti. Forse era quello il motivo per cui era stata scelta. Qualcuno - non poteva ricordare chi esattamente - glielo aveva detto: Lei era la persona meno probabile. Il fatto che ancora nessuno era riuscito a scoprire chi fosse aveva reso le supposizioni della Regina più che corrette, beh… almeno fino a qualche settimana dietro.

Sfogliò il foglio ingiallito. Non sapeva di cosa era fatto e non era sicura di volerlo sapere, ha smesso di cercare una ragione negli usi qui ad Elfhame, in ogni caso non sarebbe rimasta a lungo in questo posto, aveva intenzione di andarsene il prima possibile.

Non appena il suo debito sarebbe stato saldato.

Le parole scritte con la magia ritraevano l’esistenza di un compagno di letto dei due sovrani, tuttavia nessuno aveva capito chi fosse.

Quando ha letto per la prima volta quel foglietto, aveva riportato i suoi dubbi a Jude e Cardan che risero alla sua preoccupazione lanciandole scuse poco più che al limite della rassicurazione. Poi hanno mandato tutto al vento nel loro crescente piacere. Il discorso non fu più aperto e lei non continuò a esporlo e veniva ancora segretamente scortata ogni giorno nelle loro stanze per riempire il loro tempo.

Facendo un veloce calcolo, passava più tempo con i due di quanto qualsiasi altro membro della corte a parte Jude e Cardan stessi. Oggi era una di quelle infinite giornate.

❝ Per Mab, (nome) non hai freddo vestita così.❞ I passi di Jude erano vicini, troppo vicino. Precisamente dietro di lei, la conferma arrivò quando le posò qualcosa sulle spalle sottili. Il pezzo di stoffa era grande e lungo, questo le faceva supporre appartenesse a uno dei due, forse a Jude stessa. O forse era semplicemente una coperta.

A volte aveva l’impressione di fasciarsi troppo la testa, e forse veramente per loro lei era più di un animale da compagnia. Ma poi era facile confondersi quando la vostra distanza di età era di oltre 10 anni.

Lady (nome) ha dovuto imparare molto presto che tutto questo era nella norma qui se non anche meno del normale.

Esiste molto di peggio, le aveva assicurato una volta Cardan mentre le faceva cerchi sulla schiena. Era la prima notte che era stata scortata da loro.

Jude l’ha tirata verso sé, schiacciando il suo petto con la schiena della mortale, chiudendo intorno alla sua figura la coperta che le aveva poggiato poco prima. Questa era una delle situazioni ‘normali’ a cui non poteva ancora smettere di arrossire e a Jude sembrava piacere questa semplice innocenza. L’avevano messa in situazioni molto peggiori di queste e ancora cose così semplici l’avrebbero imbarazzata a tal punto.

Piccoli elogi le caddero dalla labbra aumentando l’imbarazzo, facendo sentire (nome) - per l’ennesima volta - più al pari di un animale domestico che un amante.

❝Cosa stai leggendo di così interessante da ignorarci? ❞ Le dita di Jude componevano cerchi concentrici sul suo fianco mentre si sporgeva per leggere il contenuto. Cardan era uscito dal bagno con quel comportamento arioso e placido che lo contraddistingue, accentuato dalla doccia calda e dal rossore provocato dalla bottiglia di vino che aveva scolato. (Nome) si riteneva fortunata che i Fae non avessero lo stesso modo di reagire mortale all'ubriachezza. Sei mai quella poteva essere definita ubriachezza.

Lady (nome) abbassò il foglio abbastanza da permettere una facile lettura, consapevole che non sarebbe servito a nulla nasconderlo, lo avrebbero scoperto ugualmente. ❝ Ancora con questa storia? ❞ Cardan si era avvicinato per leggere, e il suo brusco commento non ha fatto molto per allentare la tensione. L’imbarazzo svanì completamente lasciando spazio a dubbio e timore ❝ Non è normale che io abbia paura? ❞ I lati del foglio si sono stropicciati sotto la tua presa. ❝ Nessuno ci rimetterebbe più di me in tutta questa storia. ❞ Un sospiro lasciò le labbra della Regina, poi le stesse labbra posarono un bacio sul retro dell’orecchio mandando brividi lungo tutto il corpo della ragazza. ❝ Mi sembra di averti già spiegato che ho tutto sotto controllo. Alla fine era inevitabile avrebbero scoperto dell’esistenza di qualcun altro…❞ Cardan si è seduto sul letto, (nome) non l’ha visto ma lo ha sentito. Il peso al suo fianco era aumentato, le mani del Re spostarono le gambe della mortale sopra le proprie, accarezzando la pelle nuda.

Per la prima volta erano calde le mani di Cardan. Era una sensazione piacevole e disgustosa allo stesso tempo. Il suo corpo rispondeva ormai a comando ai loro tocchi e questo la ripugnava abbastanza da cercare di ritrarre la gambe inutilmente. Le mani del sovrano strinsero la presa in una silenziosa minaccia a rimanere dove era. Non c’era il solito conforto che di solito lui rappresentava.

Decise di abbandonarsi nuovamente a loro.

Un sorriso tirò le labbra del Re e poco si poteva intuire cosa gli passasse per la testa. ❝ C-cosa intendi…? ❞ Il dubbio si insinuò persistente in lei. Se fosse stati loro a far trapelare la notizia come avvertimento. Per darle la consapevolezza del loro potere, capacità e influenza. Del diritto che avevano su di lei ma soprattutto del fatto che ancora gli apparteneva.

Loro avrebbero potuto tranquillamente mettere la voce di un amante per farle capire quanto lei necessitasse di loro o che non era ancora uscita da quella situazione abbastanza da poter fare una qualsiasi acrobazia azzardata.

(Nome) avrebbe voluto ritirarsi su se stessa con le gambe abbastanza vicine da poterle abbracciare e farsi più piccola in confronto alle due potenze che la circondavano.

Non riusciva a vedere Jude ma dallo sguardo di Cardan si poteva dedurre che sicuramente qualcosa era leggibile nella sua espressione.

Non ebbe il coraggio di girarsi

❝ Oh cara sei così carina quando fingi di non capire. ❞ Cardan rise con ironia e leggerezza mentre accarezzava, in un vago intento di tranquillizzarla, la pelle nuda. Eppure (nome) non ci trovava niente di divertente in quella situazione, anzi il tutto era sempre più inquietante. Non stava nemmeno fingendo come lui supponeva. Non tutti nascondevano la propria intelligenza sotto un velo di ignoranza come avevano fatto loro.

Lei non era stata presente durante la loro storia, ma conosceva il finale. ❝ Pensi che nessuno abbia sentito le tue dolci urla. ❞ Non si era accorta di aver mai urlato così forte da essere sentita . Un rossore si diffuse sul viso della ragazza nella consapevolezza delle scorsi notti. I due risero inteneriti mentre Jude si alzava dal suo posto. Il foglio di cronaca che aveva prima tra le mani era caduto a terra, e Jude lo raccolse. Lo lesse velocemente e lo strappo in 4.

(Nome) guardò sconcertata l’azione seguendo ancora la regina con lo sguardo, mentre si spostava verso il caminetto. In un attimo, prima ancora che qualcuno potesse obiettare, i pezzi di carta sono stati gettati nel fuoco.

❝ Cosi va molto meglio, ora non avrai più motivo di pensarci. ❞ Lo sguardo della Regina di Elfhame era su di lei, mentre lei guardava il foglio diventare cenere davanti ai suoi occhi.

Si chiese se avessero ragione, se veramente era solo paranoica. Forse si poteva godere tutto questo senza che diventasse un pericolo. Ma non era stata Jude stessa a dirle di non credere a niente che era offerto dalla corte? Lei e suo marito erano la corte. Modellata e governata da loro per loro, lei era una pedina su cui giocare.

La mano di Cardan posava sulla sua guancia ora, guidandola a distogliere lo sguardo dal fuoco per averlo per se. Gli occhi color mezzanotte con l’anello dorato intorno alla pupilla erano quasi ipnotici. Si trovò quasi a chiedersi se qualcuno potesse mai sospettare che ci fosse qualcuno che lui avrebbe guardato con lo stesso ardore e desiderio con cui guardava sua moglie.

❝ Ora ricominciamo da dove ci siamo interrotti.❞ Niente li aveva interrotti in realtà e lui era ancora in bagno quando era arrivata. Tuttavia non disse niente. Non disse che era ancora dubbiosa. Non disse che nonostante il foglio fosse stato bruciato il problema persiste. Non disse nemmeno che in quel momento voleva rimanere da sola, come tutte le altre sere prima di queste. Ma giustamente nessuna di quelle cose trovò posto per essere dette o ascoltate.

[strawberrylabs]

im stuck in a book brainrot.

I've been rereading all my favorite books like Song of Achilles, Cruel Prince trilogy, Shadow and Bone as well as Six of Crows (and soon to start the fourth wing)

and i am dying to write some x readers or even poly x readers from said books

so if anyone has any requests for like "jurdan x reader" "patrochilles x reader" or even individual characters like "Kaz x reader" or "Inej x reader" pleasssse request!!! (same request rules apply)

and also keep in mind for characters under 18 (patroclus and Achilles early on, Jude and Cardan [although I guess caus he's fae Cardan is a little different but im still putting him here] before wicked queen, most of the grishaverse characters) will be written as platonic unless specifically requested to be aged up(which i still may not write)

But again!!! please please pleassseeee request!!!!

[dynamightsfave]

jude duarte—trust

the pinks and oranges of sunrise adorn the horizon’s sky as i make my way back. i’m still not used to seeing the day begin and end. back in faerie, in elfhame, i only ever saw sunrise, i was never much of an early riser, so sunset was a rare sight for me. even so, this sunrise is different to those back there. i cannot explain why though, it may very well be the fact that the people around me are getting ready for work rather than for bed, or the fact that it seems to be brighter, unhidden by the shadows of the mortal world, as this is the mortal world.

who would’ve told. young lady of one of the lower courts, used to the finer life at the palace, living like an ordinary mortal. one that has a night shift at the local seven eleven—a “restaurant”, where they serve some kind of “fast food”, which i have to admit, is far better than some of the things i’ve tried at banquets before—and goes grocery shopping and wears jeans and pays rent. no one to do things for me as i ask, no magic used between one thing and another, sweeping floors, like a servant.

it sounds worse than it is, really.

sometimes i wonder if i did the right thing leaving elfhame. i know my father doesn’t think so, i saw it in his face when i took the first step. but what does he care for me anyway, if in the end i wouldn’t have been able to secure him an actual position of power in the higher courts, the only thing he’s ever wanted me for. still, i don’t feel like a failure. for the first time in my whole life, i do not feel like i owe anybody anything, like i am being watched, having to keep an eye open for a predator. nobody expects anything from me in the mortal world, and it’s liberating.

i like it here, i’ve decided. maine is a good place to be in. until jude finds a way back to faerie anyway. and she will, no matter how done with the crown she tells me she is. she’s trying to convince herself of that, a pathetic little attempt if i do say so myself, but it keeps her going, and if we want to make ends meet, then she can attempt as many times as she likes.

vivi’s—or heather’s, more like—apartment comes into view, and i can already feel the poor wonderful bed that’s awaiting me. i want to sleep today off; tonight’s shift was full of idiots that really should not be allowed outside. and where i’m from people revel in their birthday suits.

however, i am met with a limping jude trying to get away, and before i can ask her what happened, a copy of her runs out from our entrance, gowns similar to the ones i once wore myself adorning her figure. taryn.

when i hear her ask jude about her condition, i’m not sure i want to laugh, ignore her and try for answers myself, or if i should outright step down from my piece of wood with wheels transport and slam it on her head.

jude ignores her, so i choose to meet her in the middle. she lets me hold her in place for a second, before she takes my hand and keeps going.

"i need your help," at that, i do laugh. taryn gives me a glare, one i return with pleasure.

"no," the other twin says.

we keep going, until she gets in our way, but i don’t hesitate to push her shoulder to let us through. fuck her and her stupid big ass gown.

"jude, just hear me out," before she can answer again, i growl.

"no. like absolute hell"

but she doesn’t look at me, she just stops her sister, eyes desperately looking for hers.

"locke is dead. i killed him"

"good," comes out of my mouth before i can stop myself.

"i am trying to talk to jude," she finally snaps, glare intensifying.

"and i am trying to hold my murderous desires towards you at bay, but it seems we’re both failing at our intents," i bark back. my free hand digs into her shoulder again, stepping into her space and covering jude with my body, "jude isn’t going to help you with whatever you need, you do not get that. you used her, twice. once because you were jealous and desperate enough to lower yourself for a piece of attention from someone you’ve now killed. pathetic," i spit, frown deepening in a way my mother would’ve chastised me for before, "and then you used her position to betray the kingdom you’d worked oh so very hard to fit into? you’re a two faced bitch that only thinks of herself, taryn. the fact that you had the audacity of coming here to ask favors proves just that. so no, jude will not help you, and she will not hear you out. she needs to get that injury checked," i decide our best bet is to go back to the apartment, and jude says nothing as i turn us around and drag her back inside and to the bathroom.

i help her undress, careful with the stained cloth stuck to her side. i don’t ask questions; i know her jobs can get odd, and just like in faerie, there’s danger in odd. her eyes are dozed off, a glazed look over them. i sigh.

"no, jude," i chastise, "she doesn’t deserve you to hear her out. so stop thinking about it. if she’s still here by the time we’re out, i’ll send her back to elfhame myself"

"she killed her husband," she tells me, voice merely a mutter, still not here.

"her husband was locke," i deadpan, "if anything, she just took the opportunity out of our hands," i try to humor. but she just hums.

i grab the organic soap vivi buys and rub it on her side, washing the dried blood away. then, i rinse it all and turn for her hair. we don’t say much. if i know her, and i do, she’ll hear taryn out, no matter what i say.

"she doesn’t deserve you," i say again, washing my hands in the water when i’m done. i let myself slump next to the tub, "and i’m glad locke is dead, one way or another. he was an asshole"

"yeah, but why would she do it?"

"who cares? she did it, about time. you’ll not help her with it"

"i’m not being fooled, if that’s what you’re worrying about," she grumbles.

"jude," i sigh once more, and stare at her face, even if she won’t look back at me, "i’m not worried about that. i just hate her being here, asking for help like she’s done nothing. she always gets what she wants. i know you like to act like you know who to trust, but you’re just like me, you trust easily. we’ve led with our emotions, and look where that’s gotten us"

"you didn’t have to follow me here," she rebuts.

"that’s not what i meant"

there’s a pause. her head falls forward, gaze losing down at the tub, playing with the water.

"i know. i’m sorry"

"we’ve trusted her twice before, you because she’s your sister and i because i trust you. she’s used you both those times," i stress, my voice low in an effort to seem calm, "she doesn’t get to appear out of nowhere and ask for help because she killed her husband. and need i remind you, we can’t return ho- to faerie"

jude ponders over my words. my slip is obvious, but i don’t try to hide it. we’ve been avoiding calling elfhame our home, it makes things easier. but when the king you once let yourself trust for a moment uses you, suddenly home doesn’t feel welcoming. and here we are now, a queen without a kingdom and a lady that refused to be reduced to a consort.

"why did you do it?" she asks this time. we’ve been avoiding that question as well. her gaze lifts up to me as mine lowers to my hands.

i let my fingers dance with each other for a few seconds, wondering what the best way to answer it might be. i’ve run through the list of them a thousand times, but how does one explain an unconscious action? the reflex to lose everything just so they don’t lose that one person. again.

"because against everything you’ve proved everyone else, i trust you with my life, jude duarte," i confess, "and i love you"

"you loved cardan too," she notes, "he seemed to love you as well"

"and yet he made you his queen"

it’s funny, how a person can fall in love with several and not be able to stop any of it. i never meant to fall for the high king, as i’m sure jude didn’t either, the same way i never mean to fall for his seneschal. i don’t know how or when it happened, all i know is that as resented as i am with the boy, i still ache for him just as much as i ache for the girl in front of me. and i know neither fell that way for me, too consumed in each other to notice anyone else.

"i’ll wait outside"

jude says nothing as i let myself out.

[sapphicmsmarvel]

the cruel prince masterlist

💜: favorites

🔥: smut/spicy

jurdan

coming soon!

jurdan x reader

being jurdans threesome partner 🔥

[myhyperfixationisbooks]

Cardan: Are you flirting with me?

Jude: My dagger is against your throat, Greenbriar

Cardan: That’s why I asked

[mommyjude]

CARDAN: why didn’t you reply to my letters??

JUDE: What letters??

CARDAN:

[multiversalfandomwriter222]

Cardan x human reader she first time sees his tail and accidentally touches it and gets scared something funny or fluff please

Of Course!

I don't have a title for this one:(

You wandered through the lush gardens of the Faerie Court, marveling at the beauty and magic that surrounded you. Being a human in the land of faeries was both thrilling and daunting, but being with Cardan made it all feel like a grand adventure. You smiled, thinking about your mischievous and charming faerie prince, who was probably up to some kind of trouble at this very moment.

As you rounded a corner, you nearly bumped into Cardan himself, who was lounging lazily on a bench, his usual smirk plastered on his face. "Enjoying the gardens?" he asked, his voice smooth and teasing.

You nodded, grinning. "They're beautiful. I can see why you like spending time here."

He stretched, his movements fluid and almost cat-like. You noticed something swish behind him and blinked in surprise. "Cardan, is that... your tail?" you asked, pointing at the appendage that seemed to have a mind of its own.

Cardan's smirk widened, a glint of amusement in his eyes. "Ah, you finally noticed. Yes, it's my tail. Would you like to touch it?" His tone was playful, but you could see the genuine curiosity in his gaze.

Feeling a mix of curiosity and trepidation, you reached out hesitantly. As your fingers made contact with the soft fur of his tail, it twitched unexpectedly, causing you to yelp and pull your hand back quickly. You stumbled back a step, heart racing, while Cardan burst into laughter.

"Oh, the look on your face!" he said between chuckles. "Priceless."

You pouted, crossing your arms. "You could have warned me it would move."

He leaned forward, still grinning. "Where would the fun be in that?" he teased, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Besides, it's quite sensitive. It tends to react on its own."

You couldn't help but laugh along with him, the initial shock wearing off. "Okay, okay, you got me. It just surprised me, that's all."

Cardan stood and closed the distance between you, his tail now curling around his waist. "You know," he said softly, "you're the first human to ever touch it. Consider yourself special."

A warm feeling spread through you at his words, and you looked up at him with a smile. "Does that mean I get special privileges now?"

He raised an eyebrow, his grin turning wicked. "Perhaps. But you'll have to earn them."

You rolled your eyes, but your heart swelled with affection. "Alright, faerie prince, I'll take on the challenge."

He laughed again, a sound that made your heart flutter. "Good. I look forward to seeing what you come up with." He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, his tail swishing gently behind him.

As you walked away together, hand in hand, you couldn't help but glance back at his tail, still slightly wary but also deeply amused. Life with Cardan was never dull, and you wouldn't have it any other way.

[cardans-journal]

Nobody:

Cardan:“Kiss me again,” he says, drunk and foolish. “Kiss me until I am sick of it.”

Nikolai Lantsov: "Kiss me Zoya, I need reassurance that you are real and that we survived."

Jacks: "In the morning, you can forget it. You can go back to pretending you don't like me, and I can pretend that I don't care. But for tonight, let me pretend you're mine"

[marecalshipper]

TFOTA Spoilers!

During the dinner in Madoc’s household:

Madoc to Jude: you are no killer

Me: you have no idea

[ur-mousey]

Random Masterlist ~

Request rules and other master lists can be found here.

The Folk of Air

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A Shot in the Dark ~ 2.1k

Jude Durate x Cardan Greenbriar

Jude is hunting on her father's private land to get her mind off of a steamy night shared between her and Cardan Greenbriar. Modern AU. No magic.

I'll Make you Miss Me ~

Imagine! Jude Durate x Singer! Cardan Greenbriar

Imagine! Cardan misses his wife, whom he banished, to the point he made a song beckoning her home. The song link is included.

Class of '09

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Benzo-Addict ~ prt 1, prt 2, prt 3

Yan! Jeffery x F! Reader

*Dark, heavy drug use and non-con elements* Drugs have always been your friend. A source of courage and tonight's no different.

Now it's time to fuck a nerd. Hope your BF understands.

Kiss up, Bitch ~

Imagine! Nicole x Jecka

Imagine! Nicole gets pissed over Ari singing a song and decides to take her frustrations on 'straight-girl' Jecka.

Behind Pom Poms and Bongs ~

Nicole x Yan! F! Reader

Imagine! Yourself are the obsessive cheerleader of Westerburg High. And Nicole is at the root of your desires. You'll show her what's up.

Dear Diary, Pary Percs are a Thing ~

Imagine! Yan!Kylar x GN! Reader

College Au, where Reader and Kylar end their night of partying with Percs. Ensue the next morning, left alone, where the Reader finds it hard to recall those past few hours. So let's start this; Dear Diary.

Drop the Status Quo ~

Awk-Romantic! Crispin x Scene Queen! F!Reader

Emily and the others held you to the standard of THE Avril Lavigne. You were basically slit-your-own-throat cool as shit. But then there were the rumors that you were dating Crispin.

#InstantStreetCredRuiner (if true?)

Bubble Pop Love ~

Nicole x Loving! F!Reader

Love is a transaction between two people. There's no such thing as unconditional. However, no matter how bad Nicole treats you, there is love to greet her.

The Coffin of Andy and Leyley

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Cross My Heart and Hope to Die ~ (in progress)

Prt 1,

Yan!Graves Siblings x Childhood Friend! F!Reader!

summary Your parents didn’t give two shits where you were. But they made sure to leave you somewhere with someone. And, you found yourself in the care of Mrs. Graves -she was no better. Upon arrival Ashley despised you and Andrew kept his distance for your sake.

[endlesspoets]

Emm.. Sorry to interrupt your fanart feed about this beautiful couple but I need to share with you the playlist I used while reading the book.

Hope you feel the atmosphere, let me know 🐦‍⬛🖤

[highking-cardan]

cardan what do you think of all the x reader fics that are centered around you? they’re pretty explicit some of them

What?

[lidiasloca]

A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES

MASTERLIST

At times I seem to favor the clever and the fair,

but I bless all those who are brave enough to dare.

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THE FOLK OF THE AIR

MASTERLIST

Is this another riddle?

And if I answer it, will you go back to kissing me?

⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂⠁⠁⠂⠄☆

HARRY POTTER

MASTERLIST

Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times,

when one only remembers to turn on the light.

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request fics!

[myhyperfixationisbooks]

Jude: Next time we meet, we’re enemies!

Cardan, in his head: Enemies to lovers, slowburn, angst with happy ending, 300k+ words

[mommyjude]

No one:

Not a single soul:

Cardan to Jude:

[nonmurdery]

KC'S MASTERLIST:

fics marked with an asterisk * are NSFW!

note: each fic will contain a word count and trigger warning.

MYSTIC MESSENGER

saeran

moronic eyes

yoosung

a thousand kisses deep

THE FOLK OF THE AIR

jurdan

tba.

reader

tba.

SECRET ALLIANCE

chae yul

tba.

A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES

reader

tba.