#hoarah loux x reader

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Godfrey/Hoarah Loux Headcanons (NSFW)

"You Will Be Loved" - Morgott x Reader

Reader x Bottom!Patches (NSFW)

Gentle Domme!Malenia x Reader

Comfortcanons - Elden Ring x Sick!Reader

Demigod Disaster, Yuletide Edition

Praising The Sun (NSFW) - Solaire x Reader

Untitled (Ideal Significant Other) - Morgott x Reader

Not-So-Overly Affectionate Marika - Marika x Reader

Untitled (Poly Palooza, NSFW) - Yandere!Rarika x Reader

Want. (NSFW) - Morgott x Reader/Tarnished

F*ck Around and Find Out (NSFW) - Elden Ring x Reader

Morgott Universe, or Morgott and His Outer God (???!!!) Lover

Yandere!Renfrey x Bloodhound Knight Consort

Just Dragonslaying Things (NSFW) - F!Reader x Sub!Dragonslayer Ornstein

Untitled - Yuria x Reader/Queen Annalise x Reader

Praise Befitting a King - Elden Ring x Reader

Untitled (NSFW) - Dom!Diallos x Reader

A Plethora of Renfrey - Godfrey x Rennala

Untitled - Onesided!Mohg x Reader

Renfrey x Bloodhound Knight Consort

Yandere!Rennala Headcanons

Poly Palooza, Blasphemous Edition (NSFW) - Rykard x Reader x Tanith

Godfrey/Hoarah Loux Headcanons (NSFW)

Rennala x Reader Headcanons (NSFW)

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My brain has immediately gone blank uhhhhhh uhhhhhh uhhhhhhhhh it's a tossup between Mohg, Morgott, and Godfrey but I have exactly zero (0) scenarios in the brain rn so go ham with whatever I guess, I love everything you write so no matter what you do it'll be good :D

Warriors.

— gender-neutral!Reader x Godfrey/Hoarah Loux.

The ringing of metal against metal, your greatsword against his axe, is almost loud enough to deafen; drowned out solely by the pounding of your heart in your ears. The weapons strain against each other, neither side giving even an inch, before the two of you are finally pushed back by the sheer force of your strength.

His eyes are devoid of grace, yet they shine radiant as they meet yours; with passion, with fervour, with the pure thrill of battle.

You can't help but feel a smile tug at your lips.

How good it feels, to clash with a fellow warrior at last.

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Hoarah Loux is a formidable fighter, that much is undeniable; but after your initial meeting on the battlefield, you found that he was also a most charming fellow... and a most wonderful partner. As his arm rests comfortably around your shoulders, his expression warm and tender, there is no sign of your past as enemies to be found.

"She looks to be healthy," he says of the sleeping infant in your arms, his free hand raising to so gently rest a finger against her chubby cheek. "Uninjured, as well."

Your breathing has finally slowed to a regular rate, and your body leans into his own, seeking the comfort of his warmth. Defending the village from attack had been fair and well... but when you'd realised there was a baby left alone in one of the houses, and the raiders were heading straight for her, the fear had kicked in immediately; and even now, it hadn't quite dissipated fully.

Gazing down at her sleeping form, her head so easily cradled by Hoarah's hand, you feel your heart swell with pride in the little one.

To survive such an ordeal and sleep so soundly after... She, too, must be quite the warrior.

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Nepheli is sparring with the other children, her skills with the wooden sword truly admirable for her age. At your side, you catch a glimpse of Hoarah's fond smile; an expression of parental pride that perfectly matches the feeling blooming in your heart.

Attacks on the village from rival groups still come as frequently as they ever did, and people of your own former homeland still come now and then to make a useless attempt at convincing you to return. Every day, the sun rises with the ominous potential of danger from any angle; a threat that's felt infinitely weightier ever since your daughter came into your lives.

But, as you see the pride in your partner's eyes, and the strength in your daughter's strikes... you know you'll all make it through.

You are warriors, after all.

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𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐕𝐨𝐥. 𝟐

𝐕𝐨𝐥. 𝟏

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Godfrey/Hoarah Loux Headcanons (NSFW)

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Poly Palooza, Ghoapbusters - Ghost x Reader x Soap

Third Wheel's The Charm

Standalone Lists

Muffin Without You - Line Cook!Simon x Customer!Reader

Post-Coital Tendencies - Call of Duty x Reader

Arts and (War)Craft - Call of Duty + Sewist!Reader

Normal!Roach x F!Reader

Grave Affairs (NSFW) - Phillip Graves x Reader

Chaotic Maskwich, TigerKing Edition - Horangi x Reader x König

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Your Favorite Primarchs and Group Chats

Apex Predator (Yandere40K x Reader) - Part 1, Part 2

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Untitled #15

Untitled #16 (NSFW)

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Clinch - Boxer!Miguel x Reader

Untitled - Yandere!Spot x Reader

Polar Opposites - Miguel x F!Black Reader

[prismatic-starstuff]

Hello, may you pls do another of those Radagon x tarnished reader where reader uses the frenzy fire spell (forgot the name) that causes madness and let’s say she used it too much where in it hurt her very badly then Radagon saves her from her weakened state and forbids her from using the spell. Ps I REALLY LOVE YOUR WORK AND GOD BLESS :D

I'm always happy to make Radagon content 😌✨ Thank you so much for enjoying my writing; bless you too! 💕

Divine Intervention.

— female!Tarnished!Reader and Radagon.

The fire behind your eyes has brought you far now. Mortals, beasts, the most terrifying of creatures; all of them fell so easily before the Flame, before the power that you've pledged yourself to.

It burns and sears whatever it touches.

And somewhere inside your skull... you can feel a telltale ache that lets you know a haunting truth: you are not exempt from this.

Nevertheless, though, you pay it no mind; continue on your path of the Lord, keep true to your plans of taking the throne solely to burn it all down.

Chaos will take the world yet.

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Hoarah Loux, the Warrior, has fallen at your hand; and you grimace, an ache in your head as you stumble forward to sit by the light of grace.

You don't know what's wrong with you lately... You've come so far; you don't know why your body would try to stop you now.

Power surges through your veins like embers bursting into radiant flames, coursing through you like a call from a power far higher than yourself. You are at the peak of your strength, more now than you have ever been...

Drawing deep and cleansing breaths, you push yourself to your feet, burning eyes focused on the entrance to the Erdtree before you.

You're almost there.

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Blinding gold brighter than any flame you've ever seen surges at you in the form of soaring spears, in the holy explosions that send you careering backwards, in every strike from the hammer clutched in his hand.

You do not know his name. You do not know where Queen Marika went, nor how her golden locks gave way to his red, nor how her feminine shape became his masculine one...

But you do not have time to ask.

Not when you've come so far; not when you're so close.

With well-honed speed, you dodge beneath the hammer that's surging straight for your head, and you stay close; close enough that when he turns towards you once more, the Flame from your eyes is already emerging.

Two things happen then: or rather, one thing happens, and one does not.

The one before you does not recoil from the Flame... but you, on the other hand, are forced to your knees by an almighty pain that blooms in your skull; an overwhelming sensation that draws a scream from your throat, that causes your vision to black out.

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The coolness of his silvery fingers eases the constant burn in your head; the glimmering gold of his holy magics heals away at least part of the pain. You aren't entirely sure of where you are at first; it takes your eyes a moment to adjust, takes your brain a moment to realise that he's kneeling at your side and holding you.

All at once, in this moment of quiet and lucidity... you don't feel like you've come very far at all, actually. The Flame you've been following for so long now is causing you nothing but pain; the power it provides doesn't outweigh that terrible burn...

If this is the chaos that you've been tasked with using to burn the world... you aren't sure if you have the heart to inflict such misery.

And as the silvery stranger so gently brushes your cheek with a shadowy hand, so kindly bathes you in the healing glow of gold... you consider that perhaps not all order is something to be rejected.