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[foryourmajesty]

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Я хотел, чтобы вышли Мои монстры на волю И я думал, что с ними Я один тоже в поле воин Но мои монстры боятся чудовищ снаружи Надевших красивые маски людей Монстры, боясь, уползают поглубже В миры моих сказок, стихов и идей

[nyrasproblm]

It's like a fever, I'm burning alive

Rhaenyra Targaryen x fem!reader

Summary: You discover that Rhaenyra went to King's Landing and things don't go well.

Word Count: 1,3K

Warning: ANGST, mentions of war, mentions of deaths, mentions of betrayal, mentions of child deaths, power imbalance, brief sex, nipple sucking, lesbian sex.

note: this story is new and is also available on my AO3.

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE.

You hurriedly walked through the halls, holding the skirt of your simple dress. Your heart was pounding harder and harder and your anxiety didn't lessen when you saw one of the doors to the Queen's chambers in Dragonstone. Giving a nod of complicity to the royal guard, you opened the heavy door and looked around restlessly, looking for any sign of silver hair, but in vain, the place was empty.

Placing your hands over your chest to try and calm the pounding of your heart, you began to pace from side to side, your vision becoming blurred by the tears that began to appear. This couldn't be happening, she couldn't have been so foolish to consider doing something like that.

She went to King's Landing. Accompanied only by a guard.

The information came from Elinda and you still couldn't believe what your Queen had done. She was not the type to take risks without any reason, she made wise and coherent decisions.

You waited for hours, sitting in a place on the floor where you could hardly be seen if the main door to the rooms opened, it got dark and you only realized it when you heard the sound of the door opening. You stood up abruptly to see who it was and sighed in relief when you saw that it was your beloved queen.

Bowing slightly and approached hesitantly, your eyes passing anxiously and desperately over her entire figure, looking for any injuries, the ones she received when Ser Arryk invaded her rooms in a cowardly attack were enough. She looked at you in a mixture of surprise and relief to see you there, as if your presence was a medicine. You frowned when you noticed the septa robes she was wearing.

"Did you really do what I was told you did?" you asked, the knot in your stomach growing with each word that left your mouth. "Did you go see that snake in King's Landing?"

"I needed to talk to Alicent about the latest events, clarify things." She walked across the large room and began taking off her clothes, throwing them on top of one of the dark wooden chairs.

"To clarify?" you asked, the situation sounding unbelievable to your ears. "And what is there to clarify? She took your throne to give to her son."

"Her grandson was murdered in his bed while he slept and she thought I had ordered such a transgression." She was left with just her thin cloth intimate dress, turned to you and held her hands in front of her, twirling her wedding ring nervously. "I couldn't be at peace if–"

"Peace?!" You widen your eyes slightly, in disbelief. "I was there, Rhaenyra, I saw the procession. She was sitting as she was paraded with the corpse of her grandson, do you know what one of the court members said? They called you cruel, a monster, a defiler of the innocent. There is no peace anymore."

She sighed and sat down on the dark lounge chair, turned her face toward the large fireplace and fell silent.

"Her other son murdered your son, Lucerys was a messenger, this is treason." you keep talking. "Don't you understand yet? It's only you who cares, she doesn't care. Aegon doesn't care."

"I made a promise to my father and I intend to keep it, I will not rule with unnecessary killings and deaths." she finally turned to face you again. "Both the Dowager Queen and I have lost loved ones in recent weeks. I thought we could come together in our grief."

You sighed to contain your rising anger. Rhaenyra was too complacent, the greens wouldn't stop until they had her head to govern without her interference and she still didn't see that.

"You could have been killed." you take a few steps and lean on the wooden back of one of the chairs.

"I was careful and took one of the guards with me, no one knew it was me." she kept her purple eyes sharp in your direction.

"You must think you're so smart, but you were just a fool." you found yourself saying. "A fool who clings to the past, a past with a person who was never your friend."

"It is not foolish to seek all ways to peace!" She raises her voice, a few veins poking out slightly on her neck. "Understand me, you know me as well as I know you, don't be gratuitously hostile."

"If you act like a fool then I'll treat you like one!" you raised your voice too, gripping the wood tightly. "The people of King's Landing believe you are a baby killer, they would dismember you if they knew you were there!"

"I'm still your queen, remember that." she spat.

You felt a violent knot in your stomach and took a few steps back, lowering your head, swallowing hard and clasping your hands humbly in front of your body.

"May I go now, Your Grace?" you asked, eyes fixed on the stone floor.

"No." she replied and got up from the lounger, walking in long strides towards you.

She stopped inches from touching your body completely and pulled your hands into hers, they were warm and welcoming, as always. Rhaenyra leans in and rubs the side of her face against yours, her aquiline nose caressing your cheek, you closed your eyes and leaned against her.

"Stand by my side, I have enough people disagreeing with me, all the time." she pulled back and looked at you closely. "I don't want to have arguments with you either."

You looked down at your joined hands, the symbol of your bond with Rhaenyra. You had been by her side for so many years, you didn't want your close relationship to be ruined. You were afraid of losing her in this horrendous war, the constant search for peace could kill her.

"I got scared." You admitted, eyes still fixed on your clasped hands. "I came running as soon as Elinda told me, I was hoping you hadn't done such a thing."

"If I make a decision in the future that is risky, I will have the decency to ask you what you think first." She said and you looked up, locking your eyes with hers.

"No need to do that, Your Grace." you caress her slender fingers. "Seek peace, if that is what torments you, but do not perish along the way."

She nodded slightly and kept her eyes fixed on your face, smiled slightly and tilted her face even closer to yours.

"I miss you so much, you haven't been here often." she says, voice turning velvety.

She didn't need to say anything else, you tilted your face up and pressed your lips against hers, your eager tongue invading your dragon queen's mouth in a hurry, you kissed your lover hungrily until she ran out of air, your desperate hands tracing the slim curves beneath the almost transparent nightgown. Your mouth didn't stop when you pulled away for air, you continued trailing kisses across her face, down to her neck.

You bit and kissed her milky skin neck, and continued moving down until you reached her favorite part, but she pulled away and you looked at her in confusion.

"Not standing, to bed." she said breathlessly and you hurriedly pulled her towards the bed, laid her down and leaned on your elbows on top of her.

Rhaenyra took the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders, exposing her breasts to you. She lay down completely and looked at you expectantly. You let out a soft moan as you saw your beloved queen expose herself to you.

You leaned forward and pulled her right breast into your mouth, then pinched her nipples with your lips, your tongue grazing against the sensitive, hard nipple. She couldn't help but whimper. She put her hands on the back of your head and pulled you into her chest.

You buried your face in her breasts, you could spend your whole life pleasuring your queen.

[arecu21]

Happy New Year ❤️

[nightmareevara]

You make me want to get on my knees for you

[pikiikimaro]

The gaalee community will hate the agenda im tryna push

[dddalgiiiiiii]

you’re dumber than you look.

wonyoung x fem!reader

cw// bullying but only a teeny tiny bit, slowish burn? <3 fllluufffff

reader is whipped for wony thats it

“get your grimy hands off her”. you find yourself saying these words often throughout the week, and always to the same group of people, the ones who always corner her at her locker, or in a classroom after school. it seems as though wonyoung cant keep herself out of trouble.. and for some reason, you always find yourself defending her.

it has become almost like a routine for you. in the mornings you arrive to school, to find that stupid group of people crowding wonyoung, getting up in their face to scare them away, only to find them crowding her once again after finishing your football practice after school.

you’re used to it though, and honestly you kind of like it, you like the feeling of protecting a cute girl, the feeling of being a knight in shining armour.

this day is like every other day, finishing up your football practice and heading to the shower rooms, quicky freshening yourself up before making your way around the school, peaking in to each classroom to find the school nerd, wonyoung.

you pop your head into a room, finding exactly what you’re looking for, wonyoung. she’s sitting at a desk, the group of 4 people standing over her, talking and laughing at her until they see you.

“ugh, here comes the fun police.” a girl with long pigtails glares at you, a smirk forming on her face. “see you later, then.” she flicks wonyoungs forehead, turning towards the door and walking out, her minions following behind and sticking their tongues out at you and wonyoung.

“mmph..” wonyoung sits there, rubbing her forehead where the girl with pigtails had flicked. you make a teasing pout towards her, coming closer and peeling her hand away from her forehead, replacing it with yours as you rub the tips of your fingers against her forehead.

“sorry i’m late, wony.” you smile, pulling your hand away after rubbing her forehead for a few seconds. “its fine.. im used to it or whatever..” you notice a quite obvious pout on her face.

“uh huh…” you pull a seat towards the desk she sat at, dropping your duffel bag, taking a seat and propping your elbow up on the desk, resting your head on your palm. “what are you studying?”

her pout disappears, a soft smile taking its place “some calculus.. i wanna get a head-start on uni..” she admits timidly, her eyes falling to the desk “how was practice?”

you shrug your shoulders, leaning back in your chair, “normal. nothing special.” “i see..”

a silence takes over you both.

its not uncomfortable though. you both.. feel like this is how it should be… the two of you together.. you both smile to yourselves, soft giggling falling from both your lips.

“ahem.” you’re both interrupted by a sudden noise at the door, catching your attention, “school’s closing. you have to leave.” a stern looking man who you know as the biology teacher notifies you.

you nod, giving him a playful salute to which he responds by raising an eyebrow. “and don’t forget, y/n, theres a mock exam tomorrow.” he smirks to himself before leaving.

you bury your head in your hands “..… i forgot..” wonyoungs hand flies to her mouth, her shoulders shaking gently as she covers up her laughter, obviously failing.

you shoot your head up to look at her. oh. wow. it was only then when you noticed just how pretty she was.

the way her eyes closed when she laughed, the way her lips curled into that smile of hers, the way her long, slender fingers covered her mouth.

your face turned pink ever so slightly, catching yourself thinking these thoughts.

“quit laughing..” you turn your head away from her. “lets go, they’re closing up the school..” you stand up, placing your chair back in its rightful position and picking up your duffel bag, crossing the strap over your body.

wonyoung nods, catching her breath from her laughter as she stands up and tucks her chair in, picking up her backpack from the floor and following close behind you.

the sun is setting, casting a soft, orange glow on you both. you both make your way to the gates, pointing and giggling at random things left around the school.

standing at the gates, it seems like neither of you want to leave, noticing this wonyoung finds the courage to ask you, “hey, um.. can you take me home today..?”

your eyes widen for a moment, before nodding and smiling, “sure!”, you extend your hand, pointing to the direction of your car, “this way.”, both of you walking to your car.

you pop open the trunk of your car, tossing your bag into it, before reaching your hand towards wonyoung, to which she responds my placing the handle of the backpack into your hand, and you place it gently into your car, closing the hatch.

you walk wonyoung towards the passenger side door, opening it for her and gesturing for her to get in, to which she smiles and slides in. closing the door for her, you quickly make your way to the drivers side, hopping in and shutting the door, clicking your seatbelt in place.

you turn your head to make sure wonyoung puts her seatbelt on too, and with a satisfying clicking sound, you start the engine, hearing a distinct hum, your car purrs to life.

“lead the way then.” you start driving, following wonyoungs directions as she directs you to her house, pointing and different directions. however, you find yourself getting distracted, glancing towards her every once in a while, and even finding your hand crawling towards her thigh, threatening to land upon it.

she notices your hand creeping and smiles to herself, placing her hand on top of it and grasping it gently, her thumb caressing your knuckles. your body stiffens up a little, before relaxing.

you end up driving this way for the next few minutes, until you reach her house. its a simple house, with a white picket fence and a few flower bushes surrounding the patio. you pull your hand away from her thigh, watching as she gets out of the car.

you follow suit, getting out and heading to the back of your car, opening the trunk and handing her the backpack, closing the trunk once again and head back to the drivers side door. you lean against it, watching as she makes her way to the front door, fumbling through her bag to find the keys.

she inserts her key into the lock, twisting it and pushing open the door, turning back and waving goodbye before you stop her “wait, wonyoung!”

she pauses, tilting her head, “what’s up..?” you take a quick, sharp breath, fiddling with the ends of your hair. “uhh tomorrow.. should i pick you up..?” you lock eyes with her, smiling nervously.

she nods eagerly, giving a goofy thumbs up, “sure! see you tomorrow!” she turns on her heel, stepping into her house and shutting the door.

you smile to yourself, getting into your car and resting your forehead on the steering wheel as you mutter to yourself. “im so stupid..” a pink hue forming on your face.

you head home, still smelling the lingering scent of wonyoung in your car. after making your way into your own house, you feel restless, absentmindedly throwing your football in the air.

thunk. you ended up dropping the ball right on your face, letting out a sharp hiss at the pain. you shake your head, gently nudging the ball away towards a random corner of your room, falling onto your bed face first.

you roll over onto your side, pulling the blanket over you, placing your hands over your face. “i need to sleep…”, you mumble under your breath.

eventually, you end up falling asleep, succumbing to your tiredness.

the next morning you find yourself waking up earlier than usual, figuring that it must be the nerves you shrug it off and start preparing for the day, showering and eating breakfast, ect.

you must have checked yourself in the mirror at least a hundred times that morning. a sigh falling from your lips as you keep finding flaws on yourself, to your hair being parted wrong to your clothes being wrinkled slightly.

checking the time, you decide that this is good enough, a simple outfit consisting of a pair of black, baggy jeans and black hoodie accompanied by your letterman, finished off with a pair of black bapestar shoes.

and with that, you make your way out the door, getting in your car and head towards wonyoungs house, still remembering where she directed you from yesterdays event.

as you pull up, you already see her waiting at the end of her driveway, dressed in a long white sleeved shirt, blue baggy denim jeans and white airforces.

she waves happily, opening the car door and stepping in. “hi.” she smiles widely, clicking her seatbelt on. “hey, you uh, you look good.” you sheepishly respond, a quiet giggle escaping wonyoungs lips.

“you too.” she smiles, giving you a wink watching as you puy the car in reverse, reversing out her driveway and putting the car back onto “D”, finally making your way to your school.

as you park you can see wonyoungs group of bullies making their way into school, a worried expression forming on both you and wonyoungs face. “should we just.. walk in together..?” you turn your head briefly to look at her.

wonyoung gazes at you with big eyes, a noticable shade of red on her face. “if its okay with you..” taken aback by her reaction, you can’t help but also feel a rush of warmth on your face, nodding, you slip put of the car, waiting for wonyoung to do the same.

she gets out too, hanging her backpack on her shoulders as she brazenly links her arm with yours. you chuckle, pulling her closer, walking into the school and past her little bully group, making eye contact with the pigtail haired girl who just glares at the both of you.

of course, other people notice too, however, you just can’t find it in you to care much. you have wonyoung around your arm, and that’s the only thing on your mind right now.

you feel a little shake on your arm and you look towards wonyoung, noticing that shes shivering. “its- colder than i thought it was gonna be…” she admits sheepishly.

without her needing to say another word, you take off your letterman, wrapping it around her shoulders. “wear this then.” you make a big show out of it, as if to say “wonyoung is mine”.

she nods, slipping her arms through the sleeves. “thanks, y/n..” you let out a satisfied hum, liking how she looks in your own letterman.

the first bell for class rings, and a rush of students start making their way through the halls. “um! come to my practice, okay?!” you call out to her as she also makes her way to her homeroom, her response back was a simple thumbs up, signalling that she had heard your request.

feeling giddy all throughout the morning, you totally forgot about the biology mock exam you had third period. you grumble and groan, seeing the same biology teacher that reminded you of it yesterday grin knowingly at you.

you totally flunk the exam…. leading into a slump the rest of the day. you barely manage to focus in all your other classes and only until school is over does your mood start to pick up again.

you make your way onto the school field, meeting with the rest of your team for a quick debrief before starting practice, when in your peripheral vision, you see wonyoung, still sporting your letterman, sitting on the bleachers.

you give her a quick wave and she waves back, pushing up her glasses with her middle and ring finger. you feel satisfied, knowing that shes there and not in some classroom being tormented by her bullies.

practice goes without any hiccups, and afterwards you make your way to wonyoung, still sitting on the bleachers. a sheen of sweat glistening on your face.

wonyoung gulps. you look good. too good.

you fan yourself with your hands, smiling and catching your breath. “ha.. hi.” “hi…” a silence takes over you both once more. “um. sorry i asked you to come here.. i didn’t.. want you to be alone again.”

she nods in understandment. “no worries… but i still have to go study.. come with me to the library..?” you nod, “sure. let me go freshen up though.”

with that, you turn and quickly make your way to the locker room, changing and refreshing yourself in record time as to not make her wait too long.

as you walk out, you see her waiting, her attention focused on a book. you approach her, and she closes the book. “lets go?” you reach a hand out towards her instinctively, to which she immediately grasps, interlocking fingers. “lets.”

you both start walking, wonyoung walking a little faster, more eager to go study. swinging your arms, you can’t help but let out a little comment.

“we almost look like a couple..” you chuckle softly. “i guess we do..” wonyoung giggles, looking back at you with a smile, making your heart skip a beat or two.

you follow her into the library, the both of you taking a seat by the window in a booth, wonyoung already grabbing a few books out her back, you can only sit there and watch her. “such a hardworker..” you mutter under your breath.

“well one of us has to be smart..” she covers her mouth with her hand once again, laughing quietly. you reach your hand out towards her, peeling her hand away from her face.

“you look better without your hand in your face..” she raises an eyebrow, smiling an upside down smile. “reaaaally?” you nod, smiling. “mhm.”

she rolls her eyes, turning her attention back to her textbooks. throughout your study session- which was just her studying and you looking at her, she keeps throwing you little glances and gestures, a wink here, blowing a little kiss there.

until eventually she seems to get a bit flustered. she crosses her arms, leaning back in her chair and glaring at you. you sit up quickly, giving her a confused look. “what..?”

she takes a quick look around the library, and without warning, she picks up one of her textbooks, flipping it open to a random page and holding it up, leaning in a pressing a kiss to your lips.

you sit there, stunned as she places the book back onto the table, smirking and leaning against her palm, her elbow propped up against the table.

“youre dumber than you look..”

a/n: HELLO i lowk rushed the ending bc i was getting worried that i was making it too long for what was supposed to be a little fluff … I MEAN IS IT TOO LONG?? can a fic ever be too long ?!?! … looking at it now i shouldve prob made two parts but idk.. whatever ..

[coleysonya]

bringing this blog back from the dead because oh my god??????????????? this is everything 2015 me wanted dreams do come true i guess

[foryourmajesty]

she got her flowers for valentine's day

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I really love the tarot theme and even know how to guess on these cards, hehe

Therefore, the first answer to the new ask was a tarot card with Gaara and Lee!

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[arecu21]

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