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turian · 4 months ago

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beloved gamer mutual & comrade @rhubarbspring tagged me to do a video game about me ( tysm for tagging !! truly loved reading all ur game thoughts. <3 ) explanations behind my choices under the cut.

(also, i had to cheat a little bit in the "you love, everyone hates" category, because i don't think people on tumblr hate da2, but one of my best friends despises it because of reused assets and combat designed more for consoles than pcs. and i can't remember any other controversial beloved games right now. the best i can do is games i love that i'm not sure anyone remembers? imagine ubisoft ballet? which, like. do people hate that. i don't think so).

tagging @cowsquirrel @malcriada @sakraya @ansburg @anoramactir + literally anyone i might have missed who wants to do this

favourite game of all time: so, look, i hate her as much as i love her. i always go back to new vegas even though i have a lot of criticisms of it - i had a realization recently after the release of the fallout show that while maybe i was projecting intergenerational trauma onto the game and using it to process some things, there is a lot in the game that is extremely imperialistic, even as it dabbles in anti imperialism. i can't get into all that here - better essays than i'm capable of have already been written on new vegas - but i also have to admit that new vegas taught me to see game writing differently, and helped me a great deal in improving my own writing. it's also just really entertaining playing later games by obsidian and picking out the new vegas elements. i think that new vegas gets praised too readily for being progressive when in reality it's only the most progressive game in the fallout franchise, and i think every time i return to it i'm noticing one more thing that'll kind of be making my eye twitch. but, yeah, i think it would also be dishonest to not include it here, regardless of my mixed feelings, because i keep going back, and because there are so many angles to it, and because i keep catching myself comparing other games to it.

i think a lot about like........... how so many themes i can relate to exist within the narrative of new vegas, but that doesn't feel entirely intentional. like, benny is so real to me because ! he was forced to assimilate into this culture that was not his to survive. and ulysses as well. and like!!!! yeah idk. going insane. i feel very similarly about dragon age elves tbh i'm like okay i feel seen but also this game is racist! kms :') will be projecting hard and taking so much psychic damage

many such cases tho </3 baldur's gate 3 and their treatment of the gur is always going to be a mix of relatable and uncomfortable to me

favourite series: soulsborne! i like how bleak it is, love the theme of death and rebirth, love how thankless the games can be, and i also love how the combat reminds me of muay thai. had a coach explain something to me using dark souls combat as an example once. i didn't really get these games at first, until i saw my best friend playing - she is ridiculously good at them - and then i sort of realized that they're just combat puzzles, and that like... they're kind of about honing patience, i guess? and after that they really became my favourite.

best soundtrack: honorary mentions: mass effect and dark souls both have some individual tracks i revisit on the daily, and skyrim's secunda is beautiful. but hollow knight doesn't miss, and i love how every track matches its environment.

favourite protagonist: i grew up in a really dysfunctional somewhat criminal family so like... lol. i feel seen when i look at arthur morgan <3 him and charles are both close to my heart. john can stay too ig

favourite villain: SO okay, maybe this is cheating a little, but. the reapers from mass effect. went into that game with zero spoilers, and finding out that they were in fact cosmic horror games was so <3

this would probably have gone to new vegas except benny (and also ulysses + i think he's more narrative foil than antagonist, as is benny) literally did nothing wrong in my eyes and after that point it's like... who is the main antagonist? the ncr and legion both? like yeah they're interesting but...

best story: i haven't actually finished pathologic on my own yet. kind of obsessed, though. just feels responsible to put it here. honorary mentions to new vegas, some fromsoft titles, twd, imagine ubisoft ballet........ (i love her and i miss her).

i feel like a lot of story games i've played actually have garbage stories with good characters, which is why they're not here. baldur's gate 3 and ME, for example. or like... ME has a great story at first but they fuck up the ending so badly that a popular theory i've heard passed around essentially boils down to "it was all a dream!"

have not played but want to: i was actually supposed to apply for a job with the team that made these games !! i didn't because it would have required relocation to the US, but. idk i feel like they keep showing up, always highly recommended, and i think i own one? so yeah, i should really get around to that.

you love, everyone hates: again, i cheated on this one. i don't think people on here hate dragon age 2.

you hate, everyone loves: skyrim, detroit: become human, stardew valley (because it's a weird little cottagecore colonialism game but also because i don't really vibe with the art style and i get stressed as fuck in it because nothing is happening... it is simply not for me), and fallout 3 and 4 (because they're masquerading as games with choices but they fully aren't, they suffer from bethesda writing, and they are super unapologetically racist and imperialist). i mean like... not mad at any of my friends who like these games i just cannot play them. i don't really think any of the games on my list are unimpeachable, tbf.

favourite art style: disco elysium !! it's so <3 like, i also love it for other reasons!! but every time i play it i end up wanting to draw.

favourite ending: new vegas has four endings. i feel differently about them all, but the independent ending is very much shaped by the infrastructure the player assembles during a playthrough, and while it is maybe imperfect and very open ended in some ways i like how it doesn't really reassure the player. also, i really like certain elden ring endings and the dark souls 1 ending. and pathologic.

favourite boss fight: hollow knight has a lot i've really enjoyed (particularly hornet's). for elden ring, malenia is the fave, tho <3 when i defeat her i tend to feel really disappointed. like, get up. let's go again. parrying her is extremely satisfying.

childhood game: we like... found out we had some cousins which is wild because this has been a tiny family since Certain Incidents A Long Time Ago and they also had nintendo ds access and they were not into this game. and like... look, i'm not saying it's great, but it had dark souls ish combat? like, you could lock on? you could roll? and i ended up replaying it as an adult and being like. huh. not that bad.

+ imagine ubisoft ballet ily

relaxing games: distance, injustice 2 (i main red hood & black canary but i like playing robin too. it's super imbalanced and they still haven't nerfed starfire !! and it's incredibly funny like good for her), dark souls 1, and elden ring.

stressful games: again stardew valley because i would play with friends and it was like oh god i need to leave. i do not know what to do, i am useless, i am understimulated

+ red dead online is not a good game to play without substantial backup . so glad i had horse insurance because if i hadn't my only friend in that world would be dead. that said, i did like to hunt in that game + play the fps levels with groups

games you always come back to: new vegas but maybe she'll release me someday. idk. also unfortunately i didn't include it earlier but i keep going back to the sims 4 and baldur's gate 3. and fromsoft titles because i sometimes just crave that combat.

guilty pleasure: new vegas again!!! i guess i kind of talked about my extremely complicated feelings when i first spoke about it, but yeah. there's just so much to unpack and i'm never going to forgive it for a lot of things. the horrors and the joys are both numerous but the joys will never not be tainted by the horrors

tons of hours played: elden ring + bg3 + new vegas + mass effect. i don't have the hours of new vegas and mass effect available tho as they are confined to a now dead xbox 360

#this was fun omg ty again fr the tag <3

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targwh0re · 2 years ago

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Thoughts on Teen Wolf the Movie while watching it (SPOILERS) pt.1

Before I even start let me say that they should've just made it another 12 or 10 or hell even an 8 episode mini series

Should've opened with Isaac instead of Liam and Hikari in Japan smh. He was the last one to have the triskele box, how tf did Liam get it? (I do understand that Daniel Sharman couldn't be in the film but still...at least give me an explanation)

I don't care what they say, Hikari was supposed to be Kira and Hikari wasn't supposed to even exist. Liam and Hikari are clearly what Scott & Kira Should've been, minus the restaurant in Japan, if they'd done the right thing and brought Kira back in the last season. He said he'd wait for her😭. (Though I Stan the actress for not coming back when they were going to pay her white female castmates more than her. Honestly fuck them for that)

Why does Liam own a restaurant in Japan. How did we get here in our lives. Liam u supposed to be protecting Beacon Hills. Also idk what career I though Liam would get but it definitely wouldn't have been restaurant owner. I can see him as a coach maybe (at Devonford Prep in honor of Brett; huh maybe I did know what career I thought he'd have🤔)

Damn y'all really keeping Nogi with teas and spices. Ig hiding it in plain sight works idk 🤷‍♀️

Why Liam fall like that 😭

Damn Nogi really reminding me of the Witch from Narnia when she appeared in that ice wall thing in the second movie

also if Nogi can talk through that thing, why hasn't he manipulate someone into setting him free already

Though that Nogi was like a regular fly, not a firefly...

Scott being call "The Alpha" like they'll never know🤫 also like I thought Monroe went international w/ her hunting. Ain't no way Scott's just chillin all carefree enough to put his name on a business.

Yeah Scott save that doggie...oh and the little grl too. Also this would've been better plot wise if this was a flashback of Scott saving a little Hikari, it would explain how she's randomly apart of the pack now

Love how Scott's animal clinic looks like a mixture of Deaton's vet place and Derek's loft

Scott talking about having kids one day was how I knew they'd give him Eli at the end. Like wtf, he should be raised by his family, by other born wolves who know about the werewolf history that Derek did. Like hello we got great uncle Peter, auntie Cora, and hell even cousin Malia. Derek WOULD NOT want his SON raised by an ARGENT!

"I didn't see it. I took my eyes off the road for like two seconds to change the song on my ipod"

Wooo spooky 👻

I said ah oop jump scare Chris "I never use the front door" Argent

Poor Chris no parent ever deserves their child to die before them

Bardo! and who stayed up all night doing research about Bardo for you, huh, Mr. McTruealphaman. KIRA!

Yes papa Argent, say fuck

Well Jeff Davis said he wanted the timeline to work out so that Eli was born before Derek returned to Beacon Hills in an interview (idk where it is and I'm too lazy to find it) and after the series finale timeskip in the last season it was 2017, its now 2026 so technically it's been 11 years Scott my boy

Look at me out here fixing the timeline for everyone😁

"I got a feeling the real answers are in Beacon Hills" Yeah no shit Chris, everything's gotta do with Beacon Hills

Scott your the alpha. Be the alpha. Quit asking other people to to decisions for you, for the love of God

So Scott I understand why you left Beacon Hills but are we going to address what happend to Monroe and the internatipnal hunters Corp? No?...okay then

Chris why did you leave mama McCall. Jeff u really out here breaking everyone up. Should've got w/ Papa Stilinski so Scott and Stiles could be brothers fr "oh what could've been"

Why the pack break up? not gonna give me an explanation again...okay I'm sensing a pattern here

Yeassss!!! Business woman Lydia, we knew u could do it. And she looks very snazzy in that white outfit with her ponytail if I do say so myself. Funny how the banshee's business has to do with sound lmao it's perfect.

Lyd!😭 Thats Mrs. Martin-Stilinski to you! Shit at least call her Lyds so that you don't sound like your calling her a lid💀

Damn u think Lydia would've learned to look at stuff by now before handing it out. Nah but on a real note I feel like she should have a better understanding of her abilities by now, and have expanded on them, and had more control of them but that might be just me

I SAID ITS MRS. MARTIN-STILINSKI Ray or whatever ur name is!

Oooo the automatic writing again

Yayyy Eli Hale! In my head Eli is a nickname for Elijah, just like Derek is a nickname Frederick (if you known you know🤣)

Hale Auto?! Ain't no way. Derek ain't a mechanic. I refuse. Terrible career choice for the man. He's rich, he ain't even gotta work

Maybe Malia could be a mechanic but I doubt it, ooo a Park Ranger would be perfect.

Love how Eli just hotwired that jeep😂. Oh and just let me say this here and get it out of my system. Eli is similar to both Stiles and Scott when they were younger but he is NOT STILES. Yes he's sarcastic and a little delinquent but do you guys know how many teenagers are sarcastic little delinquents? Alot. It's a teen thing. I was the same way (minus the crimes😂) and still am sarcastic af. Love Eli as Eli, not a mini or replacement for Stiles. Love u guys to death but we went into this knowing there was no Stiles.

Jeff Davis: No Stiles.

Us: No Stiles?

Jeff Davis: No Stiles!

Boys gonna pop a damn wheelie in fucking Roscoe

Love how Parrish just calls Mason instead of tailing him

I'm fucking dead💀they was all too scared to tell Derek (me too thou bc sourwolf is scary😶)

Why is Mason a deputy? Feel like he should be working at Lydia's, like he's right under her is what I'd say he should be doing. I could see Corey, his husband, maybe being a deputy though. *gasp* or a cute little school teacher🥺

I stand by what I said earlier, Malia should be a park ranger and I add to that by saying that she should be the consultant and not Derek (though i understand they had to reintroduce his character) she spent a lot of time in those woods, and she's more intune with her animal side than anyone else

Derek still sexy af

serial arsonist...wolf pack also has a serial arsonist. I swear to God they should've just made it a spin off instead of its own thing

You definitely should call Stiles, he's head of his own supernatural devison in the FBI👍

Love how Derek was like a fugitive for most of the series and now he works w/ the police. Eli taking up that criminal mantel now😂

I mean...is it really grand theft auto if he took it from his own dads shop🤷‍♀️🤣

Derek's got ptsd from the jeep

Eli wanted to race that grl, I now headcanon that's how he flirts. Just like his daddy he's like haha look I'm better than you at something "you wanna see some real speed bitch" (flashbacks to when Derek flirted with Paige by being an ass with that basketball, like grl just wanted to play her cello in peace and quite)

Love how Derek just like slashed the tires. Really said "i don't think so. My names Derek hale. I go way back" (I'm so sorry to anyone reading this)

Part 1-5

#teen wolf #teen wolf the movie #scott mccall #alan deaton #liam dunbar #hikari zhang #isaac lahey #derek hale #eli hale #malia tate #mason hewitt #jordan parrish #sheriff stilinski #peter hale #cora hale #corey bryant

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just-some-random-blogger · 2 years ago

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good morning, meow meow!! it must around 8:30 a.m. in your timezone and i've just finished all the tasks i needed to do *star eyes* 'i forgot to answer your ask this morning' good. i already thought i said smth wrong, shouldn't had linked those songs or idk TT glad to hear from you anytime, though! 'if you dont want to' no but i literally don't know if i even have an opportunity to do so... actually, the whole death thing is... you know, burning? it's really important to talk about it. it's hard to describe but the death is just not the thing that stops me. omg i haven't watched comebacks for.. a lifetime... srry. but it's really been a long time. 'WHO IS YOUR BIAS MINE IS JOHN' giirl give you 3 seconds to guess yourself... yeah mine too. also doyoung seems too much like me so i just LoOk and relate. 'thats so random' I FORGOT THE WORD COACH!!! hghfjjd. awful. like irl i always say every word i know while trying to cheer up smn so my friends joke about me being one of those buisness-motivation coaches. 'interesting to know you like music like that' ig it's more about hyperfixation and nostalgia. it's published in 2012 and it feels. but it's the best part for me. actually, i like 'my sea' better. but i did fell in love with noize and all his songs yeah... 'i didnt really like the song' it's ok. i was just excited to unit my two fav thins at this moment: your fics an this artist. 'i like the chorus part' AHAAH it's funny that i'm opposite TT 'i never actually imagined the first scene to be a childbirth scene' LOLL ok maybe it's me and my bad memory but it mentioned a child and a wound on her stomach so i though... 'fuck your trauma, she could die and you wont be there?' SAME!! i was a little taken aback when i've read he wasn't present during rhaenyra's labour and didn't support her after due to his trauma and was like?? you claim to love her, fuck she beared your child and you couldn't like don't pay attention to the thing that happened how much time ago? 6 years? literally dont remember even if she died, you wouldn't be there to say her goodbyes like with laena?? i'm angry now(( 'i love how were planning the ending already but i havent even made p3' lol well you asked for this and triggered my imagination, so just enjoy. i'm glad you at least like it. *proud of myself* you may or may not include it, it's just a thought, maybe i'll even have the other ones after another part(s?) i trust you to do your big brained thing. 'i started writing it' YAY good luck catmom, meow meow!! sending you all my best love and big brained thoughts through a lot of kisses!! 'wow i love it when language does that' i'm glad you love it TT i was really nervous about sending russian songs. 'i will say im not feeling making smth fluffy' ig i'm falling ill so my fluffy side craves more sacrifice so... what's going on with the lifetime... 'honestly im a sucker for plots like this' GIIRL were again the same!! i always think what if daemon had a wise present wife instead of rhae (sorry babe you were perfect) who would've made him attend all the council meetings so viserys would've thought about naming daemon his heir... thinking... thinking so much... she'd be besties with corlys and rhaenys and they'd spill some tea every now and then.... ok now i'm crying bc it sounds good for me. (winking but not really. you decide. but one day maybe...) What about dimash!! this song is in russian. a lot of artists from post-soviet countries sing in russian. it's easier to promote like this ig. dimash is not really popular in russia as i know? he's been famous for being popular in asian countries as i remember from my most active time in kpop. but he is indeed talented. his voice is amazing. i'm happy to hear he inspires you so much. he's soso good i think he should be more popular and appreciated. hope you've done good with your midterms last semester! love you!! have a nice day/evening!!! take care!! <3

GOOD MORNING LOVIE

me going through your love letter HAHHAAAH

it must around 8:30 a.m. in your timezone and i've just finished all the tasks i needed to do *star eyes*

well im readinf this at 10:13 am, i googled russian time and the general consensus is that is morning, good morning <3 HAHAH

'i forgot to answer your ask this morning' good. i already thought i said smth wrong, shouldn't had linked those songs or idk TT glad to hear from you anytime, though!

T_T plssssss T_T i will always reply to you i promise T_T i literally just forgot i hadnt done it yet you can tell me anything, link any song, i will read and listen to it all. i will reply as soon as I can always <3

'if you dont want to' no but i literally don't know if i even have an opportunity to do so... actually, the whole death thing is... you know, burning? it's really important to talk about it. it's hard to describe but the death is just not the thing that stops me.

that's fine if you cant watch it. i agree the whole death thing should be talked about, as well as other things that are quite hard to process as a human being.

omg i haven't watched comebacks for.. a lifetime... srry. but it's really been a long time.

that's fineee T_T its all fine T_T

'WHO IS YOUR BIAS MINE IS JOHN' giirl give you 3 seconds to guess yourself... yeah mine too. also doyoung seems too much like me so i just LoOk and relate.

OMG JOHNNY GIRL!!!!!!! I LOVE THAT FOR US :AS:ASH:FAHS:FSAAFAFJFAJF:JASFJASF SLAYY SOULMATES <3 AND DOYOUNG LIKING YOU TOO MUCH AHHAHAHHAH RELATABLE

'thats so random' I FORGOT THE WORD COACH!!! hghfjjd. awful. like irl i always say every word i know while trying to cheer up smn so my friends joke about me being one of those buisness-motivation coaches.

like a motivational speaker? AHAHAH it's ok i get what you mean but LOL ??? THE EARN YOUR FIRST BILLION WAS SO RANDOM HAHAHH

'interesting to know you like music like that' ig it's more about hyperfixation and nostalgia. it's published in 2012 and it feels. but it's the best part for me.

i completely understand what you mean. i have a lot of song i hated as a kid that i love now only because its a song i knew when i was younger. not that im saying you hated this song or whatever

actually, i like 'my sea' better. but i did fell in love with noize and all his songs yeah... 'i didnt really like the song' it's ok. i was just excited to unit my two fav thins at this moment: your fics an this artist. 'i like the chorus part' AHAAH it's funny that i'm opposite TT

yeah i like the 2nd song better too. interesting to know you like noize haha. i cant believe my fics are one of your two fav things T_T and HAHAHHAH it so funny we're opposite about the chorus HAHAH

'i never actually imagined the first scene to be a childbirth scene' LOLL ok maybe it's me and my bad memory but it mentioned a child and a wound on her stomach so i though...

NAH YOURE SO RIGHT THOUGH. i didnt give too much details on the first part because what was important to me was to show she was DEAD HAHAH and i thought she was like, idk, stabbed in the gut by someone mid wartime thus why Daemon managed to find a sorcerer cos he and yn were situated someone like idk the woods yeah. also in my head she was not that pregnant like full on big belly pregnant ya know. but its 100000% fine that you thought it was kind of a pregnancy death scene T_T albeit the fact again idk if i would ever write smth like that.

'fuck your trauma, she could die and you wont be there?' SAME!! i was a little taken aback when i've read he wasn't present during rhaenyra's labour and didn't support her after due to his trauma and was like?? you claim to love her, fuck she beared your child and you couldn't like don't pay attention to the thing that happened how much time ago? 6 years? literally dont remember even if she died, you wouldn't be there to say her goodbyes like with laena?? i'm angry now

ReAL 🤬🤬🤬🤬 men (derogatory)

i understand that you got trauma boy, but being pregnant/giving birth IS SUPER FUCKING TRAUMATIZING AND DEADLY HELLO??????????????????????????? men (derogatory)

(( 'i love how were planning the ending already but i havent even made p3' lol well you asked for this and triggered my imagination, so just enjoy. i'm glad you at least like it. *proud of myself* you may or may not include it, it's just a thought, maybe i'll even have the other ones after another part(s?) i trust you to do your big brained thing.

[chanting] trust in the big brain. i love all your ideas. im happy i trigger your imagination. [pats head] i'll do my best to make everything coherent and add as many ideas as you told me into the story

'i started writing it' YAY good luck catmom, meow meow!! sending you all my best love and big brained thoughts through a lot of kisses!!

'wow i love it when language does that' i'm glad you love it TT i was really nervous about sending russian songs.

you can send me alien songs id still listen to it

'i will say im not feeling making smth fluffy' ig i'm falling ill so my fluffy side craves more sacrifice so... what's going on with the lifetime...

[chanting] SACRIFICE SACRIFICE i will say tho i have some fluffy fics lines up so HAHAH but idk if p3 of waiting for a lifetime will be fluffy

'honestly im a sucker for plots like this' GIIRL were again the same!! i always think what if daemon had a wise present wife instead of rhae (sorry babe you were perfect) who would've made him attend all the council meetings so viserys would've thought about naming daemon his heir... thinking... thinking so much... she'd be besties with corlys and rhaenys and they'd spill some tea every now and then.... ok now i'm crying bc it sounds good for me. (winking but not really. you decide. but one day maybe...)

the 'sorry babe you were perfect' AHHAHH 💀💀💀💀i love the chaos. DAMN sometimes i wish i could just watch these ideas instead of writing them T_T or someone else could write it so i could fucking read T_T asflashfasfafhafash [dramatic wailing noises]

What about dimash!! this song is in russian. a lot of artists from post-soviet countries sing in russian. it's easier to promote like this ig. dimash is not really popular in russia as i know? he's been famous for being popular in asian countries as i remember from my most active time in kpop. but he is indeed talented. his voice is amazing. i'm happy to hear he inspires you so much. he's soso good i think he should be more popular and appreciated.

he is he is such an amazing artist. im glad it was in russian i totally knew that AHHAHAH lololol jk. interesting fact to know about post-soviet countries. he is more popular in asian countries i think. i hope he finds more success too <3

hope you've done good with your midterms last semester!

yeah my midterms was fine. my partner made her part too high and un-singable for herself though 💀💀💀and i couldn't save her with autotune. idk why she did that i made the key not so high and she still messed it up a/lshflas T_T RIP

love you!! have a nice day/evening!!! take care!! <3

i love you <3 i hope you have a nice day as well. i fell like i have to say i finished writing at 10:45am so idk you know what time im sending this from <3

take care my lovie. i have assignments to do now

xxx

#anon ask #my beloved anons #modern!daemon anon #ask #modern!daemon nonnie

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just-some-random-blogger · 9 months ago

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I'm not the same person I was one fic ago

Edit: this is extremely long (like twice the length of your fic probably 💀) and unhinged and 75% incoherent but know I mean it all with love

FIRST OF ALL WHEN I STARTED READING THE FIRST LINES I WAS LIKE DAMN THIS IS GOOD then my eyes skimmed back into the a/n and I was like well fuck little to no dialogue 😔😔😔⚰️💀 my brain do be shutting off sometimes when I read little dialogue. Idk it be like that, that's why when I write I'm dialogue heavy (most of the time)

I DIGRESS MY POINT IS

IM NOT THE SAME PERSON I WAS ONE FIC AGO

This is a long ass reblog AND HONESTLY YEAH I DO THINK I HAVE TO APOLOGIZE FOR REQUOTING YOUR ENTIRE FUCKING FIC BACK TO YOU BECAUSE

DAMN

I haven't felt a rush like this in so long.WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE YOU KNOW?! WHY KILL YOURSELF WHEN YOU CAN READ DAEMON FANFICTION ON TUMBLR FOR FREE

✨✨✨✨✨Free real estate✨✨✨✨✨

ig a minute sorry for the shit spamming reblog but you must know I do this out of love because I'm an unemployed fresh grad with no spare change and this is the only way I could ever pay you. I'd give you my hair if you asked I'd go bald for you

Ok this is getting weird

Did I say I really like this already? Idk I'm too lazy to go back and check also if my words/sentences are incoherent 😬 thank you for dealing with it because I will not be going back to check if I spelled and typed everything correctly we die like women

OK WAIT I GOT DISTRACTED I MEANT TO PREFACE THIS BY SAYING I DONT LIKE LIGHT DIALOGUE ON FICS COS IDK SOMETIMES MY BRAIN IS LIKE ENOUGH BACKGROUND GIMME THE ACTION but that's not what happened at all THE CHEMICALS IN MY BRAIN ARE SO ALIVE AND HAPPY WOW NOW I KNOW WHY IVE BEEN SO SAD LATELY ITS BECAUSE I HAVEN'T BEEN READING FICS

Idk it felt daunting and scary to do so ??? And tiring and I almost didn't read this because of that IDK MY BRAIN WAS LIKE DONT DO IT IT WONT BE FUN JUST GO TO A TRIED AND TESTED SOURCE BUT DAMN YOU DA SOURCE MY DEAR I AM A DESERT AND YOU ARE MY OASIS

Maybeeeeeeeeee you're gonna be the one that saves meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhh

Ok that was a long enough preface, in coming my live (not so live) reaction

Being coached through your wedding vows is not a good omen for your marriage. At least, that is what your husband must think, by the thunderous look on his face. You fight the urge to scream at him that you have practiced for this moment and that you do not need to be coached through the vows. It would be no use. The two of you do not understand each other.

INSANE. AN INSANE OPENING.

Ok another sidenote, im on mobile and I can only add 10 pics 😔😔😔🤚 smh so I would add more mem reactions for you to vividly understand what and how I'm reacting but

🤚IN🤚SANE💅😩😖 literally just the first line, the first sentence.

WHAT SHE SAID WHATTTT 💥💥🎉🎉🤯🤯🤯🤯 THATS SOME BIG BRAIN LEVEL OPENINGS. SUCH A STRONG OPENING DAFAQ 😒 PACK IT UP EINSTEIN LEAVE SAME BRAIN CELLS FOR THE REST OF US. LIKE HUHHHHHH????????

JUST AGAIN THE OASIS TO MY DESERT UGH (you probably don't care but I used this analogy in one of my Kylo Ren fics and 😗☕👌 I ate that up tbh. I miss her. I miss her, who could write 11k shit fics of her favs 😔) IDK IDK JUST RANT I RANT A LOT IN MY FIC REBLOGS BECAUSE 💅💅💅💅 I HAVE NO FRIENDS LMAO AHHAAHHAHAHHA

🤬🤬🤬get used to it because you can't get rid of me.......... lol

Everything is strange to you in Westeros, from the language to the wedding ceremony. They make you cut your lips and hand, in a procedure you do not enjoy. Your husband does the same. Your blood flows into a goblet, from which you will have to drink later on.

NO CUZ THIS HADME SCREAAMMINNGGG HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHH SHE REALLY SAID 🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢 GET IT I GUESS WESTERNERS 🤮 DAFAQ

It's barbaric. You suppose it must symbolize the joining of bloodlines in the crudest way.

White people

At least Daemon kisses you at the end, a cold brush of his lips against yours that tells you he is still mad. He had probably felt betrayed, being forced into this arrangement you entered willingly.

RAHHH I DONT EVEN REMEMBER WHAT MY REACTION WAS TO THIS BUT IM WILLING TO BET IT WAS KICKING MY LEGS SCREAMING BLUSHING LIKE A CLOWN

If you had known he was that petty, you would have not shown your hand so fast. Your father had wanted dragons, which meant becoming part of House Targaryen. Daemon was the only one available for you to ensnare in your web.

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GIRL BOSS SLAYYYY GASLIGHT GATEKEEP GIRLBOSS SLAYYY HER FATHER ATE ok tbh I don't remember my live reaction to this either but something to do with her father. Im pretty sure at this point you had my soul in your hands I was like this kid is great at writing (and I don't mean that in a oh I'm definitely older than you or condescending way but in like a memey 'hey this guy is good' way)

Daemon had lifted his eyes from the scroll he was reading, annoyed. He had a handsome face, decorated with age lines that only served to make him look more regal. He looked more the part of the King than his brother, a decaying corpse that you had heard had also acquired his own nubile bride.

NOW I KNOW EXACTLY HOW I REACTED TO THIS. I WAS GIGGLING AND FROTHING INT HE MOUTH OVER HIS AGE LINES COS YEAH YEAH OK IM A LIL BITCH FOR IT HUH WHAT ABOUT IT SUE ME. In fact I was so distracted by it I didn't even realize there was a mention of viserys in this 💀💀💀💀🤚🤚🤚 HAAHHAHAAHAHAHHAH WE LOVE ME SOME GOOD OL ROTTING VISERYS SLANDERHAHHAHAAH IDK EVERYTIME ITS MENTIONED ITS JUST SO FUNNY TO ME LIKE I LOVE TO SEE IT HAHAAHHA

Daemon had spoken then. His words were much harsher than those of the language you were used to, lacking the airy song of the languages similar to the one from the Rhoynar. You had not understood. You did not speak a lick of the Common Tongue.

AIRYYY LANGUAGE 😩😩😩🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 I LOVE THAT DESCRIPTION. Made me think of elvish/silmarillion/Sindarin lol even though I only know the lotr movies. Also it's such a slay, so fresh and clean to have them not speak the same language. UghHHHH SUCH VIG BRAIN. Also I love the sound of rhoynar. Just the name. No idea what the language sounds like IN FACT I SPENT THE ENTIRE FIC TRYNA GUESS WHAT BONDABIL OR WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT B WORD WAS MEANT

“Daor.” He shook his head. “No.”

NO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND RAHHHHHHHH

He got me fucked up when he started teaching her. AND NIT EVEN COMMON TONGUE. HIGH VALYRIAN. ⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️ HIS presumably MOTHER TONGUE BITCH DAFAQ AITE IMMA HEAD OUT IT WAS ZO NICE KNOW ALL OF Y'ALL BYEEEE

Daemon did not oppose, nor encourage the match, but he was angry at you. Angry that you knew before him and tried to charm him into doing your bidding.

Bro mad that girls be winnin

Men like him, you learn, like to be the ones pulling the strings. They hate being treated like hounds, even if that is what they are.

GASLIGHT GATEKEEP GIRLBOSS RAHHHH. HER YES AND ERA (altho Ari be problematic) BUT SHE REALLY SAID 😒💅 ???? ITS TRUE???? 😗☕👌 WHAT ABOUT IT

You get no further lessons.

RAHHHHHH

JUST SO CONCISE. SO POWERFUL. AND DAEMON BE MAD AS FUCKKKK. SO PETTYYYYYY 🤢🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮 EWWWWWWWWW MENNNNNN

As a rich man, your father had known rich men only get richer at times of unrest. And unrest was coming for the Seven Kingdoms. He could smell it in the air, hear it in the whispers of the common folk. Princess Rhaenyra wasn’t going to inherit without issue.

No cuz the speed in which I thought 'oh to be sold of to-' I really had to stop myself. I really had to take a moment and call myself out for THE SPEED the feminism left my body. NAH BUT THEN I WAS LIKE NO FUCK THAT IN THIS ECOMONY?????? IN OUR YEAR OF THE LORD 2024? TO A PRINCE??????? NAH CUZ AT LEAST HER DAD SOLD HER TO A PRINCE 🤚🤚🤚 YEAH IMMA SAY IT OH TO BE SOLD OFF TO A PRINCE IN THIS ECONOMY 😩😩😩✨✨💀💀⚰️⚰️

Your children would get dragons. You would provide funds and as many children as you could, and House Targaryen the magic in their veins. Simple business transaction. But apparently, Daemon disagreed.

... I forgot again... But slay girlie get that dragon husband yipyip

Has he forgotten you do not speak his language? You step closer and poke his arm, hard.

This wasn't my honest reaction but 💀 Daemon kinda dumb for that. BUT YEAH MY HONEST REACTION IS STILL THE SAME WHY THE FUCK DID SHE POKE DAEMON HELLO????? IN WHAT UNIVERSE IS THAT A GOOD IDEA??? LIKE??? HELLO?? I GET HE WAS SCREAMING AT YOU BUT POKING???

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Like you thought you ate with that?? Girl I get punching him, slapping him, SCREAMING BACK but poking????????

Ok your honor I've thought about it and I guess she didn't want to be violent cos hell yeah daemon would knock me out one punch man style but your honor in the moment it was just confusing and a really bad idea I stand by this GIRL

乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•⁠_⁠•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•⁠_⁠•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ乁⁠(⁠ ⁠•⁠_⁠•⁠ ⁠)⁠ㄏ u do I booo ok? I got it 😒☕👌

You are not a small woman. But you are young, and you do not train as much as he does. His looming over you feels menacing, and it reminds you once again of the fate his late wife was rumored to have suffered.

Rip lady rhea Royce, you would have loved women's suffrage

This was a bad idea. A terrible idea. Daemon is forcing you to walk backwards, pushing your forehead and nose with his. You either move, or get a broken nose and a concussion.

ARE WE ABOUT TO KISS RIGHT NOW

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NO CUZ HE WAS LIKE 👹👹👹👹👹👹 IM SO SCARY IM GOING TO PRESS MY FACE REALLY CLOSE TO YOU yes yes irl it would be scary but 😋😋😋😋😋😋😋😋 he's such a dummy baby girl

ALSO 👀👀👀👀 TOWARDS RHE BED???

Yes I'm a depraved daemon slut spray me with water all you want HISS HISS

You look up at him. You give him your own little snarl. Daemon pauses. It's not the reaction he was expecting. He wanted you to cry. You would never give him the satisfaction.

RAHHHH OKAY THESE MIGHT BE OUT OF ORDER COS MY CLIPBOARD AND COPY PASTE DOESNT MALFUNTIONS SOMETIMES BUT RAHHHHHHHH YOU GO QUEEN CHEW HIS HEAD OFFF GRRR BARK BARK SHE LIKE ME FR I BARK AND SNARL TOO 😖😖😖😖👹👹👹

Daemon doesn't heed the warning. He starts tugging at the buttons of your bodice, tiny pearls sent flying all over the room. The gesture is as brutal as it is calculated. It is meant to remind you of your place, always under him from now on. Daemon has a right to your body, and he intends to exercise it as he sees fit. You are no more than an object, and if you cry or scream, it is not relevant.

UGHHHHH RAHHH BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK YOUR HONOR I DONT KNWO WHAG ELSE TO SAY ITS SO DAEMN ITS SO JUICY DELICIOUS HE CAN PUKK MY BUTTRONS OFF ANYTIME IM NOT EVEN SORRY IM JUST SPEKAING M TURHT

“Daor!” You say, firmly. You push him away. Whatever he anticipated, you giving him a fight wasn't something he was prepared for. It shows in the way he folds, stunned by your behavior. You give him hard little slaps to the chest, until you manage to get him off you.

NO CUZ QUEEN BEHAVIOR. I CANNTO TELL YOU HOW MANY TIMES I SLAPPED MYSELF IN THE FACE WHIEL I SQUEALED READING THROUGH THIS. IM PRETTY SURE I WAS KNEE DEEP IN DOING THAT BY THIS PART AND SHE REALLY ATE HIM UP WITH THIS. SHE DEVOURRRREDDDD SHEEEE LEFFTTTT HIM GAGGEDD LIKE BITCH YOU MEEANNNNN WHAT I SAID DAORRR 🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚🤚 PUT A SOCK IN IT RAGGED RAT

Daemon's scowl turns more confused than angry. He looks at you as if you are a particularly challenging riddle to crack. He rightens his clothes and starts to retreat.

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THE CROWD GOES WILDDDDDDDD I CANT BELIEVE IT AHE GIRLBOSSED HERSELF TO THE SUNNNN HES BACKIN UP WITH HIS TALE BETWEEN HIS LEGS 🗣️PACK🗣️🗣️IT🗣️UP🗣️ LIZARD🗣️MAN🗣️

He sits on the edge of it, still scowling. You giggle, making Daemon madder still. You look at him with what you hope is a seductive expression and pull your bodice down.

NOOOOO CUZZZZ GIGGGLIINGGG IS SUCH A POWER MOVE SHE WAS SO 😩😩😩😩 SO OP FOR THAT WHATTTTTT

Gagged

You can feel his breath against your neck, making you shiver. His face comes closer, and closer. Daemon stares into your eyes, lips slightly parted. You mirror his expression, feeling as if you are being consumed by your lust.

He arches an eyebrow. Never been one to shy away from a challenge, you brush his lower lip with his thumb. Daemon parts his lips and sucks it in his mouth.

It's me I'm the slut for lip swiping. Fuck. Fuck me. Please I begging you. I'm on my hands and knees. You rlly got daemon goin

And I respect that

The shock must have shown on your face because he laughs, giving your thumb a playful bite. You squirm, instinct overpowering modesty, and roll your hips against his.

LAUGHING DAEMON❓BITING DAEMON❓GAGGED READER❓HUSSY READER❓DEAD ME. AND THATS ON PERIOD

The two of you stare at each other. Closer, and closer, until his features blur, until two purple eyes turn into one. A dragon turned cyclops by the mere force of lust. There is hunger and want, and confusion. Both of you are so close that you are sharing the same air, the same breath. And Daemon pulls, and you are kissing, and you shake in his arms, feeling like how you think the gods must have felt when the cyclopes formed the lighting.

You are restless as he pets you, biting at your mouth, hands sinking in his hair. You tug him towards your neck, knowing his kisses, scorching hot, would burn even sweeter along your nape and ears.

I hate her (I wish that was me)

Daemon, though, has other plans. He pulls away and pecks you on the lips. “Vūjigon ” He says. He touches his mouth. “Vūjigon”

Your honor I creamed my pants. I WISH I COULD JUST DO VOICE RECORD BECAUSE NO AMOUNT IF TEXT COULD DO THE REACTIONS IM DOING ANY JUSTICE DAFAQ THIS GOT ME CURLING MY FINGERS CURLING MY TOES SCREAMING (silently cos it's the wee hour of the night and I can't be waking up the dead now)

“Vūjigon.” You perk up, and start kissing his shoulders. Your hands pull his shirt more open, letting you bite and lick more of his flesh. The urge to consume and be consumed is overpowering, making you desperate to touch him.

SO FUCKING ME

I WILL CONSUME HIM

He pets your hair.

What if this was my last straw

Daemon laughs. He pulls you upwards. Can't he see you are starving?

🥲STOP😭MAKING💔FUN😔OF😩ME😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡 sroppp it I will cry at you kiss me right now 💔💔💔💔💔

“Daor.” He says, when you try to go back to it. You give him your fiercest pout. Daemon tuts at you.

BRAT TAME ME I DARE YOU FUCK YOU DAEMON I WILL WHINE I WILL TANTRUM SO HARD I FUCKING HATE YOU CODDLE ME RIGHT NOW I WILL CRYYYYY

He squeezes one of your breasts, making you moan, before cruelly twisting the bud. You gasp, your nails digging on his naked shoulders.

“Shhh.” Daemon soothes you, his hand going to squeeze your breast tenderly once more. “Daor?”

NO NO NIT DAOR NO NO PLEASE STOP IT I WILL CRY AT YOU

His other hand comes into your sight. Daemon makes a gesture, two fingers together, separating. You stare. He nuzzles you, his cheek against yours, before repeating it.

SISTER I KNOW IM REDUNDANT BUT IM GAGGED IM SO GAGGED NO CUZ I DOUBT HED GIVE A FUCK AND BE THIS THOUGHTFUL IF THEY SPOKE THE SAME LANGUAGE TBH HES JUST SO KDKSKJDJD FUCK OFF FUCK OFFF

Daemon rubs at your shoulders, soothingly. You understand you need to relax, and force your body to do so. He kisses you in reward, slow and sweet, coaxing you to him.

😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 finally some fucking food (kisses) I'd use the Gordon meme but I'm saving my meme reactions as I've mentioned

The sudden removal of your last layer makes you shiver a little. Your skin is wet from his previous ministrations and rapidly cooling. You plaster yourself to him, seeking warmth.

Me asf. 10/10 no notes.

He chuckles, grabbing your arse to move you slightly out of the way. You scowl, not sure why Daemon is doing so, until you realize he is taking off his breeches.

She's so me. Me 🤝 her. We are one exo (it a kpop meme ignore it if u don't know lol. Nah I'll explain just in case it's like their (kpop boy band 'EXO') tagline

Daemon smiles against your skin. He presses a finger inside you, and you squeal some more. He lets go of your breast to better gaze into your overwhelmed face, seemingly getting an enjoyment out of it.

HAHAHHAAHH NGL I GAGGED MYAELF WITH THIS MEME REACTION. THIS WASNT THE ONE I WAS THINKING OFF BUT YAH SAME. GOD BLESS DONNA. GOD BLESS MERYL

“Daor?” He asks you, one of his hands petting your cunt. It makes you shiver.

🤽‍♀️🤽‍♀️🤽‍♀️🤽‍♀️🤽‍♀️🤽‍♀️🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪YOU CHEEKY FUCKING BASTARD 😡😡😡😡😡 CLEARLY NOT THIS IS WHY MEN DONT DESERVE RIGHTS

“Vūjigon.” You demand, moving your hips just like he taught you. Daemon is too focused on aiding you bounce by thrusting upwards to pay attention to you. When he doesn't obey, you give a tug to his hair.

MEEEEEE ME AS FUCK ME ME ME HAIR PULLING YEARNING WANTING NEEDING DEMANDING I WANT HIM I LOVE HIM MOST ARDENTLY

He snarls at you. You snarl back. So he grabs your wrists and pushes sideways, and suddenly, you are under him and Daemon is still thrusting into you.

AND I OOP BUT IM NOT COMPLAINING JUST MAYBE A TINY KINDA

“Daor.” You rub at his back with your foot, gently. You hold him close, and nuzzle his neck, delighting in his scent. Never you had thought before you would enjoy the smell of sweat and some sort of aromatic oil, yet here you are. “Vūjigon.”

I wish I was her I wish I was her I wish I was her I wish I was her I wish I was her I wish I was her I 'm so jealous of her I'm fucking beefing with a bunch of lines fuck outta here

Daemon's expressions softens. He leans in and gives you a kiss. You make pleased, chirping noises, trying to show him that was precisely what you wanted.

Hey so I'm going to set myself on fire. Cool. Cool. I'm so normal. 100 percent no doubt no doubt

He complies, releasing your hands. You enthusiastically hug him. It helps you anchor yourself against the unrelenting waves of pleasure.

I love it here

You understood then why they called it a small death. You were sweating, squealing like a beast being gutted, thighs trembling under Daemon's hands. It was too much and too little, and you felt yourself reaching it, yearning for it.

😵wanna😵‍💫die��so😖fucking😩bad🥲ha👹🤽‍♀️ha🔪

Daemon grinned at you. A fierce, proud expression, eyes crinkling in the corners. You pulled him into a kiss, and raked your nails down his back, feeling the skin yield like butter under your fingers. It spurred him on, and with a gasp and a bite to your shoulder, Daemon was shattering inside you.

He collapsed on top of you with a laugh. You smiled. Daemon pulled you to rest, back flush against his chest, and you understood each other better than those who spoke the same, common tongue, did.

I was not the same person I was one fic ago

Bestiary (Daemon Targaryen x Reader)

Summary: Your husband and you do not speak the same language. During your wedding night, you find out that High Valyrian and the Common Tongue pale when compared to the way your bodies allow you to communicate.

Warnings: Heavy smut, not much dialogue. P in V sex. First time.

A/N: Who would have thought the most enthusiastic consent I have ever written with Daemon would be in a fic with nearly no dialogue?

It's barbaric. You suppose it must symbolize the joining of bloodlines in the crudest way.

At least Daemon kisses you at the end, a cold brush of his lips against yours that tells you he is still mad. He had probably felt betrayed, being forced into this arrangement you entered willingly.

As any good hunter, you had watched your prey first, taking notes of his behavior. Only an afternoon was needed to understand you started the race with a disadvantage. His eyes followed Princess Rhaenyra, Princess Rhaenys and her little daughter, but never lingered on other women.

While you might have lacked the silver hair, you did not lack the wits and charms necessary to be taken in consideration.

You had needed a few days to ready your song, but you had approached him not even a week later. He had been sitting in the library, so you had knocked on the table twice to draw his attention.

Such was the fate of the daughters of powerful men. Sold to other powerful men, old enough to be their fathers, birthing them their own litter of sons and daughters. Sons that would grow up to become powerful men in their own right, daughters that would become pawns to establish dynasties. On and on it went.

No silver hair, no words, but plenty of resources. You had placed the book you had brought with you on the table, and looked at him.

His eyes had lit up with curiosity. He recognized the title. He spoke again, intrigued.

Despite his tone sounding much more auspicious, you had no other option than to shake your head and speak, with a tremulous voice.

“Bodmagho.” It's the only word you know, one that you have prepared especially for this. But just in case your pronunciation is not perfect, you open the book and mimic the gesture of passing the pages.

Daemon looks stunned. He says something else, still in the Common Tongue. You were able to tell from the intonation he was asking a question, but you didn't know what it was about.

“Bodmagho.” You repeated, stubbornly. You placed your book down and pointed to it.

Daemon sighed. He pointed to the chair. You sat, happy as a clam.

“Prince Daemon.” He pointed at himself. Then, to you. “Lady…?”

You told him your name. He nodded.

“Daor.” He shook his head. “No.”

You stared. He shook his head again. You understood that no, daor and shaking head meant the same.

“Daor. No.” You shook your head. Daemon squeezed your shoulder, a proud smile on his face.

Your father told you that afternoon that you were to be married to him. Just as you had made efforts to catch Daemon, your father had been setting his trap.

Daemon did not oppose, nor encourage the match, but he was angry at you. Angry that you knew before him and tried to charm him into doing your bidding.

Men like him, you learn, like to be the ones pulling the strings. They hate being treated like hounds, even if that is what they are.

You get no further lessons.

This is how you manage to get to your wedding feast only knowing two words. Teach and no. It makes you the most riveting company, and so, it's no wonder you are soon ushered into a chamber with your new husband.

You had not noticed before, but it is the first time you are alone with him since the morning at the library. To you, it had been a matter of no consequence. You had to marry a powerful man, one day. Your father decided it should be him because he wanted dragons. It was as simple as that.

Your family moved here for that reason. An opportunity to get richer could not be dismissed. Your father had taken one look at the dragons and decided that they were the key to turning his legacy into an empire.

Giant war machines that could level castles in one afternoon. Raze a city to the ground in mere hours. Fire so hot it could melt stone. They could not be bought, you had to be a Targaryen to have them. It was only natural to turn into one, then.

His face is thunderous. You can tell he is about to berate you. He starts talking, brows pinched together and an accusing finger pointed towards you.

Has he forgotten you do not speak his language? You step closer and poke his arm, hard.

It was the wrong choice. Daemon's face turns even more murderous. His lips twist into a snarl, teeth bared. His posture turns aggressive. He puffs up his chest, he advances on you. The Prince tries to intimidate you through his body language alone.

This was a bad idea. A terrible idea. Daemon is forcing you to walk backwards, pushing your forehead and nose with his. You either move, or get a broken nose and a concussion.

Daemon is terrifying. You will not cross him again, you think to yourself. Only a fool goes around poking dragons with a stick. You feel your palms starting to sweat, a knot forming in your throat. You fight the urge to cry.

The back of your knees hits the mattress, and you fall into the furs with a small noise of surprise. Your husband does not lose any time. He gets right into your face, trying to intimidate you even more.

But if you hope to survive this marriage, to make it work as your father has requested, you can't bend. Daemon will never respect you if you do. He will see you as no more than a frightened girl, who will not disagree with him and serve for little beyond warming his bed. You are not that. You will build an empire, a dynasty out of his dragons and your wealth. The only thing you can do is persevere or break trying.

Daemon scowls at you. He notices the change in your eyes, the fight coming back to you.

“Daor.” You say, staring him down with all your might. It doesn't matter if you are lying down, and he is hovering over you, pinning you under him. You will triumph.

Despite knowing why he is doing it, you can't avoid grimacing. He looks more beast than a man, snarling over you, ripping your clothes. It's a sight that would scare any woman, no matter how cold.

You look up at him. You give him your own little snarl. Daemon pauses. It's not the reaction he was expecting. He wanted you to cry. You would never give him the satisfaction.

It's a balancing act. You will have to bring him to heel, but soothe his pride in the next act, less he turns on you. Push away a man too much, and he will think you are disrespecting him. He will call you names, thinking you are the problem. Daemon feels entitled to you. You need to show him he is not, but that you are giving yourself to him. He needs to value you. The treasure to his dragon.

Daemon's scowl turns more confused than angry. He looks at you as if you are a particularly challenging riddle to crack. He rightens his clothes and starts to retreat.

“Daor.” You repeat, grabbing at his shirt to keep him in place. You do not want him to leave.

Daemon wretches free from your grip on his arm. He mutters something, angered.

“Daor.” You use his trick against him, stepping right into his path and forcing him to back off. You use your body to make him advance backwards, toward the bed.

He sits on the edge of it, still scowling. You giggle, making Daemon madder still. You look at him with what you hope is a seductive expression and pull your bodice down.

“Bodmagho?” You ask him, as your dress pools around your feet, leaving you in a sheer shift. Daemon's eyes darken. His expression changes into an amused smile, and he gestures for you to come to him.

You do. You step closer and get on his lap. His hands envelop your waist, warm and calloused.

Then, the unexpected. Daemon grabs your hair and pulls, forcing your head back. You moan, pain and arousal mixing into an unknown emotion that makes the place between your legs slick.

He arches an eyebrow. Never been one to shy away from a challenge, you brush his lower lip with his thumb. Daemon parts his lips and sucks it in his mouth.

The shock must have shown on your face because he laughs, giving your thumb a playful bite. You squirm, instinct overpowering modesty, and roll your hips against his.

His hands go to greedily knead at your thighs, slipping under your shift. His palms feel rough against your skin, impatient. The shift rides up, up, up. You mewl against his mouth, desperately reaching for something unknown to you but that you know Daemon will help you reach.

You are restless as he pets you, biting at your mouth, hands sinking in his hair. You tug him towards your neck, knowing his kisses, scorching hot, would burn even sweeter along your nape and ears.

Daemon, though, has other plans. He pulls away and pecks you on the lips. “Vūjigon ” He says. He touches his mouth. “Vūjigon”

You kiss him, softly. “Vūjigon”

He pets your hair.

“Vūjigon.” And he points to his collarbones. You frown in confusion, thinking perhaps the word doesn't mean what you think it does. He sighs and leans in, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the space between your collarbones.

Daemon laughs. He pulls you upwards. Can't he see you are starving?

“Daor.” He says, when you try to go back to it. You give him your fiercest pout. Daemon tuts at you.

He squeezes one of your breasts, making you moan, before cruelly twisting the bud. You gasp, your nails digging on his naked shoulders.

“Shhh.” Daemon soothes you, his hand going to squeeze your breast tenderly once more. “Daor?”

You don't know how to tell him what you want, so you grab his hand and make him pinch the tender bud again. Daemon smiles. He kisses you, muttering something fervently on your lips.

He lays you down on the bed, despite your attempts to sit up. Daemon pins you down with a growl, hand on your chest.

You can't help it. No matter the warning, you squirm as if you were in pain. It certainly feels like it. There is some sort of hunger in your belly, making you want to rub your core against him. You can feel your shift starting to become wet right above your tailbone. Daemon has you so bothered you are dripping into the shift and the bed.

Daemon gives you another growl and leans down to bite your breast over the fabric of your shift. It's meant to be punishment, but you arch into it, gasping.

He laughs. He takes as much of it as it can fit in his mouth, sucking greedily. The noises are obscene. The sight must be, too. Your mouth, open, moaning yourself into a frenzy. Daemon, nipping, biting, sucking, like a man starved. Your shift with two giant wet spots, one at the chest and the other by your arse.

You moan, surprised at the feeling. You had never thought bodies could be used in such a way before. Nor had you hoped for him to please you so eagerly.

His lips close around your bud. His tongue twirls around it, lavishing it with attention. You grab at his hair, his nape, desperately trying to hold onto something. Daemon just sucks harder on your breast. You moan, and moan, and moan some more. Desperate little sounds, gathering in the air around a desperate girl.

He switches to your other breast. Your shift feels sticky on your skin, so you start trying to take it off. The task distracts you enough for his hand to find its way to your core, and you squeak at the first sensation of his fingers against it.

Another finger joins the first. You cry out. It stings a bit. Daemon shushes you, kissing your cheek. He rubs at something above your opening that makes you squirm in delight.

His other hand comes into your sight. Daemon makes a gesture, two fingers together, separating. You stare. He nuzzles you, his cheek against yours, before repeating it.

You nod with a pout.

He starts prying you open slowly, this time. Despite enjoying causing pain, it appears your cooperation has granted you privileges with Daemon. He understood the distress on your face, and read you correctly enough to know it was not going to go well if he kept going as he was.

Daemon rubs at your shoulders, soothingly. You understand you need to relax, and force your body to do so. He kisses you in reward, slow and sweet, coaxing you to him.

You nod again. Daemon moves back, settling himself by your side. He takes your shift away, pressing soft little kisses to each new inch of skin revealed.

The sudden removal of your last layer makes you shiver a little. Your skin is wet from his previous ministrations and rapidly cooling. You plaster yourself to him, seeking warmth.

He chuckles, grabbing your arse to move you slightly out of the way. You scowl, not sure why Daemon is doing so, until you realize he is taking off his breeches.

“Daemon.” You whisper, softly. There is a part of you that is already cringing at the promise of pain the loss of your maidenhead will bring.

“Daor?” He asks you, one of his hands petting your cunt. It makes you shiver.

“Bodmagho.” You grasp at his shoulders, steadying yourself. Daemon lines the two of you. You feel his member at your entrance, holding you open and threatening to spear you apart. It feels scorching against your skin.

He helps you impale yourself on his member. It's not pleasant at first. Property dictates that you should not let him see your discomfort. You should just bear it like a good wife and allow him to chase his pleasure unbothered.

But you know Daemon enjoys causing pain. He thrives on it. So you let your eyes fill with tears, and your face goes slack and overwhelmed.

He smiles. He licks your tears away, and mumbles something. You squeal, and it only excites him more.

“Bodamagho.” Daemon pinches the flesh on your hip, clearly calling you to focus. His hands move your pelvis back and forth, back and forth, until you are hissing in pleasure, your hands on his chest, doing the movement yourself.

He snarls at you. You snarl back. So he grabs your wrists and pushes sideways, and suddenly, you are under him and Daemon is still thrusting into you.

You are desperate for closeness. You scrunch up your face and wrap your legs around his back. Daemon looks down at you, and bites your shoulder. He is not pleased with your perceived attempt to take control.

Realizing your mistake, you shake your head.

Daemon's expressions softens. He leans in and gives you a kiss. You make pleased, chirping noises, trying to show him that was precisely what you wanted.

He complies, releasing your hands. You enthusiastically hug him. It helps you anchor yourself against the unrelenting waves of pleasure.

His hands, now freed from yours, are everywhere. Twisting your buds, rubbing at your pearl, squeezing your waist. Daemon whispers nonsense in your ears, takes the lobe between his teeth. He aids you, tilting your hips with his hands, reaching deeper.

You heard a story once, about Westeros. A white hart was said to come to the greatest Kings alive. A magnificent beast, tall as a man, with skin made of the purest snow and antlers as long and imposing as the branches of an ancient tree. If a King encountered it, it was a good omen for his rule. It would be just and prosperous, blessed by the Gods.

What did they do with the hart? Keep it in Kingswood, perhaps? You had made the mistake of asking, once. You had been told that they used the best spear they had. That men held the hart down, and they gutted it from head to belly.

The perfect, regal beast, fur as pale as snow. The pristine white sheets under you. Blood tainting the white. What a way to go.

You did not care if you burned, moth to a flame, maiden to a dragon. Daemon seemed to realize it because his hand went to rub at your pearl, and he leaned in.

“….” He was talking, but it was in that strange language of his, and your ears were ringing, you felt about to explode. Your body responded to his tone, though. Gentle, loving, coaxing you over the edge with a scream so fierce you might as well have been one of those weeping women that appeared far north.

He collapsed on top of you with a laugh. You smiled. Daemon pulled you to rest, back flush against his chest, and you understood each other better than those who spoke the same, common tongue, did.

#i am not the same person i was one fic ago #daemon fanfic #daemon smut #im supposed to just move on from this???#damn what the fuck???

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Seeing your posts really motivates me to try taking up tennis 😊😊 But the truth is, it's a bit intimidating for me. I have no idea where I'm supposed to start. I'm also not a very athletic person either :( And I don't know if I can afford private "lessons" with a tennis coach. Can you tell me about your own experience with taking up tennis? And some basic first things to know? Like do i have to sign up for a club? How do i find one? Do i need to buy my own equipment and such?

This makes me so happy to hear! 😁😊

I get that, but i feel like trying sth. for the first time is intimidating for everyone. :)

Well I don't think that's a problem when you just start playing tennis as a beginner. At first the bigger challenge will be to be able to hit the ball accross the net with some control a couple of times, rather than your endurance. Rallies won't last long and with most beginners their shots are still slow, therefore it won't be that taxing. :) I'd say by improving your tennis skills and simply playing so will your fitness level. But you could also go running or do something on the side like biking to help with that if you want to.

Also let me tell you I even have some teammates who are not that athletic who play in the league so it's really not that much of a problem. In tennis it's a lot about how well you can move the ball to make your opponent run more, so if you have the skill you often can get away with it. Of course it's more difficult against someone very athletic and fast but for the start definitely not an issue and definetly not if you just play for fun. 🙈

A private coach is very recommendable but not necessarily a must. You could also ask some higher level tennis players who play for a club/compete, if you know any, if they could teach you for free as they usually have good technique and hopefully are also alright at teaching.

I would also be happy to help with that but i'm just assuming you probably live somewhere far away so.😅 I mean it's definetly helpful to get the technique right from the beginning but you also learn from playing or instruction videos can be helpful too ig.

My experience:

I started playing when I was 14 years old, with coaching lessons right away. I got into the sport as a friend of mine played and at first we always used to play in the garden without a net 😆 and yeah i found it fun so I gave it a go. I joined the club in my town (the only one) as there was no other and no free option. About two year after I was invited in the women's team as they thought I was somewhat talented ig and by now I have been playing tennis for almost 10 years and i'm competing for my club.

And yeah my parents payed for my lessons as I was still very young back then. That my mom also picked up tennis shortly after certainly helped with her supporting my love for the sport. She is actually good at tennis herself and also plays for the team, she also always gets quite a few points of me, which many of my other teammates can't. My dad also played tennis.😄

But yeah I finance my private lessons partly with my own money from summer jobs and my parents support. The coach I regulary play with charges 20€ an hour and another coach who trained us as a team 40€. The 2nd one is like a really well known and highly valued one in my area and trained with some atp players when he was younger, so like a really good player but didn't quite cut it to become pro. So yeah it isn't cheap.

But what I would advice take group lessons, it's much more affordable as the price is split. So I would recommend this to save money.😊

I usually have team training once a week for the most part of the year and I used to take individual lessons once a week on top of that. But not right now because i'm busy.

Regarding clubs: it's helpful to meet people to play with because it can be difficult to find someone. Also it's much cheaper to pay a yearly fee for a club if you pay regulary than pay extra each time. But if you live in a city there might be free courts, idk this is at least the case where i live and maybe also some networks for tennis players to connect, i think there are apps for that. You can find clubs on the internet.

Equipment: you can rent but again buying is cheaper in the long term. But ofc if you know someone you could also borrow equipment. With rackets I would recommend buying them somewhere you can first try them and with knowledgable consultants. So they can recommend you the right racket because tbh i don't even know see through all the technical aspects of a tennis racket.😅 It's the most expensive piece of equipment and it would suck to get it wrong, some rackets could even lead to overuse pain if they're too heavy for example.

Just some general advice:

Most important is to enjoy playing.^^

I would recommend you to also play matches early on, just for fun. It helps you improve a lot and get used to the nerves of competing. (if you ever want to try that) I wish I had done it way sooner.😅

You will loose a lot at first, I also did but don't let it discourage you. 😇 Tennis is a sport where differences in skill are very clearly visible. Focus more on the improvements you can see in yourself. Results will catch up at some point.

Hope this is helpful and feel free to ask if you have any more questions 🤗🤗 and i hope I didn't discourage you in any way because tennis is a beautiful sport 😉

#example for the last piece of advice #this weekend the n2 of my team lost 0:6 0:6 against an opponent in the league... they're both good players #and i don't think this score is fair to her level of tennis but small things matter a lot in tennis #i also beat some of my teammates 6:0 and none of them are beginners just differences show very clearly and a tough loss can happen quickly #this was a very long answer 😅#i hope it doesn't disc

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scattered-winter · 2 years ago

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Do you have any rambling about Carmen’s relationship with the faculty while she was a kid? How she feels about it now, looking back?

anon u are FEEDING me. giving me so much enrichment rn <333

the thing that really gets me about carmen and the faculty is that they were her family. she was with them since she was a baby. they were all she knew. coach brunt in particular was the closest thing she had to a mother, and I loooooove thinking about how that upbringing affects carmen later especially since she's not only at odds with the faculty, but she's actively their most bitter enemy. it's a little unclear on how close she was with the rest of the faculty; we know her relationship with shadowsan was pretty strained growing up, but it's not really touched on how she was with the others. given cleo's general dislike of children, I'd imagine they weren't each other's biggest fans, and maelstrom doesn't strike me as a big kid person either. I think bellum was like. on alright terms ig. like I feel like she would let tiny carmen sit in her workshop while she tinkered, but wouldn't like her staying super long because bellum is kinda reclusive and wouldn't like her space being invaded for too long. but brunt.

for all her faults I think coach brunt really did love carmen like a daughter. she protected her, raised her, and taught her. and then carmen betrayed them all, and coach brunt became carmen's most dangerous and vengeful enemy. and that's the clincher, because for carmen, it's like having her own mother constantly try to kill her. yes she'd accepted that she was now vile's enemy, but god that doesn't mean she had to like it. I especially love to think about carmen's mental/emotional state after facing brunt that one time and nearly dying. her mother figure nearly crushed her to death and she barely escaped with her life. you can't tell me carmen doesn't have any residual trauma after that.

all in all I think carmen has accepted her role as vile's biggest enemy, and for the most part she's accepted that she's fighting against the only family she'd ever known (until zack and ivy came along ofc). but I also think there's some grief processing there, too. if you think about it, most of the operatives she meets in the field are old friends. she was at the academy her entire life. every single batch of graduates for the last 15 years or so are people she knew and lived with for months, people she would remember (assuming that she only remembered those people after around the age of 5 for easy figuring). so even if she wasn't brawling with coach brunt or crackle, two of the vile members she's arguably closest with, she was still fighting people she knew. and I think there's a lot of left-over grief there because she was literally fighting everyone from her old life.

I just......have so many thoughts about that because I can easily draw some connections to things myself and others have experienced. being trans, for example. my family and friends aren't outrightly against it, but I still feel like I have to try twice as hard just to be accepted as a human being. it definitely feels like I'm fighting my family and friends sometimes, so to see a character onscreen physically fighting everyone she grew up with.....yeah. and I'm sure trans allegories aren't the only ones that could be pulled from that! it's about changing so much that you can no longer fit within the ideals of the people who raised you and shaped you, and they can't accept that so in order to survive you have to fight them with everything you have

#UGHHHH i'm getting emotional again #anons like u absolutely feed me tho i love having excuses to brainrot about things #and i am currently in carmen sandiego/bnha HELL. too many thoughts to be contained in my tiny goldfish brain #asks #anon #carmen sandiego

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vakta · 2 years ago

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omw to see life coach guy!!

i haven't talked with him for almost 2 months omg. i had exams and stuff so i didn't rly have time, and yeah i mean if i rly rly wanted to i would've been able to find time, but that would've been stressful so it was better this way, even though it would've been rly nice to talk with him. but now exams are over and i'm rly glad to see him again bc he always helps me a lot!!

my dad was like "you haven't even thought of him all this time have you" and dad pls don't assume what i think about ok. i have thought of him. and my dad also asked if my psychiatrist knows about him and yea she does and she doesn't mind it, and second of all, if she didn't like the fact that i see him, i wouldn't be allowed to talk to him ?? or what. bruh he helped me so so much more even in these few months than that psychiatrist did in more than a year. so like let me see him pls. but yeah he lets me, so that's cool.

also my sister went jogging this morning which was kinda triggering :// i mean yk i used to jog a lot, not only to burn kcals but also to make my dad proud of me for once. it didn't rly work though. to calm myself down i wanted to make a post with affirmations and one i thought abt was "your worth isn't based on your achievements" and whoa that hit me kinda hard i mean yes i know this, i wouldn't have been able to think of it if i didn't, but yk still, i don't actually feel this way abt myself. maybe i should try.

when my sister arrived home i asked her if the jogging was good (partly bc i couldn't control myself but i thought abt it before asking and i think it was normal, like small talk), and she said yeah. and it sounded sincere. so ig that's cool. i mean this helped me a lot to calm down, it's not triggering (maybe just a tiny lil bit) if she does it bc she likes it, and not for the stupid reasons i did.

so yeah this was my morningg:) i hope y'all are okay, have a lovely day <33

#vakta long posts #vakta recovering & trying my best

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haven-raven012591 · 6 years ago

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Right in front of you

Picture from Smileitspeak on IG

Authors Note: been in my phone for a year, so let's see if it's any good! 😂

Paring: Finn BalorX OC Haven (both call each other by their real names in Private)

Warnings: Cussing, a little angst, a lot of fluff

"So how was it?" Sasha asked. Haven looked at her. "How was what?" Haven asked. "Duh your date with Seth!" Bayley said. "It was NOT a date!" Haven fumed stairing at Bayley. "Easy girl." Sasha said. "He's not my type, he's a great guy just not the right one for me." Haven said. She picked at her salad and sighed. "Ok so who can we fix you up with?" Bayley said. "Bay please don't ok I'm just really not ready." Haven said. Bayley hugged her and Haven smiled. "You just need a great guy friend is all." Sasha said.

Finn walked into catering. Haven ran over to and hugged him. "Hey." Haven whispered. "Hey." Finn said. "You look so upset, are you ok?" Haven asked looking up. He stroked her hair and she giggled. "I've got a lot on my mind." Finn said. "You don't have to worry about the match I've got your back." Haven said. "I was never worried about our match." Finn said. "Wanna go talk you know I'm here for you." Haven said. "I know." Finn said. She took his hand and he looked at her. "Come on I know a spot." Haven said.

They walked off and Sasha smiled. "They are so adorable." Sasha said. "She'd never try you know she's so closed off." Bayley said. "So is he, Cathy totally messed him up." Sasha said. Finn sat with her and she nudged his shoulder with hers. "Come on Finn spill." Haven said. "It's lonely now." Finn said. She looked away and he sighed as he got up. "She never should've been with you if she couldn't handle you being focused on getting your title back." Haven said grabbing his hand. He turned and she pulled him close.

"He should've loved you." Finn said. "She should've loved you as well." Haven said. He laid his forehead to hers. "I have to get ready." Finn said. "Listen to me Finn Balor you are an amazing person and wrestler I'm so ready for our match." Haven said. "You're an amazing woman and wrestler Haven I'll see you out there." Finn said. "It's a date handsome." Haven teased. He brushed his nose against hers and she giggled. "You an Eskimo now?" Haven teased. "I don't want to kiss you yet." Finn said softly. Her body trembled at his words and she rubbed his biceps.

"You're too good for me Finn." Haven whispered and moved him back getting up. He grabbed her hand and pulled her close. "I tink ya have tat wrong lass, you're fair too good for me." Finn whispered. She laughed and pushed him away playfully. "I've gotta match to prepare for." Haven said. He gripped her hand. "Wear my shirt." Finn said. "Finn what's going on with you?" Haven asked. "I'm frustrated." Finn said. She rubbed up his arms and smirked. "How can I help partner?" Haven asked. "Kiss me Haven let me taste ya lass let me feel ya against me." Finn whispered.

"Fergal." Haven breathed. It was the first time she'd said his name at an arena or event. She was usually so professional and in character. He smiled and she blushed. "Ya dropped character love." Finn whispered. "Sorry, I was shocked at what you said." Haven said. "Why?" Finn asked. "You asked me to kiss you." Haven said. "True but tat was wrong." Finn said. "Oh...I see." Haven said and walked off. He kicked the wall and sighed. "Put your foot in it huh?" Sasha asked. "Like ya wouldn't believe." Finn said. "Let me talk to her." Sasha said.

Haven was laying in the floor eyes closed when Sasha came in. She crouched down poking her stomach. "Am I in the way Sasha?" Haven asked. "No, but you frustrated your partner." Sasha said. "Finn will be fine." Haven said. "He's sorry." Sasha said. "Why are you and Bay so concerned with my love life?" Haven asked slightly annoyed. She leaned up on her elbows and then sprang to her feet. "We want to see you happy, both of you and when you two are together he's like the old happy Finn." Sasha said. "It's not because of me." Haven said.

"It is." Sasha said. "That's not possible Sash." Haven said. "Why not?" Sasha asked. "Because I'm me." Haven said. "Ok tell me something." Sasha said. "Sure." Haven said. "What's the matter with you?" Sasha asked. "You want a list?" Haven asked. "Tell me honestly Scabell." Sasha said. "You don't use my name most of the time it sounds so nice." Haven said. "Has he ever called you by your name?" Sasha asked. "Mostly it's Haven." Haven said. "I see." Sasha said. "Sounds pretty in his accent." Haven said. "Any thing does." Sasha said. They laughed and hugged.

Haven put on her leather jacket and walked out. "So unoriginal." Alexa said. "Part of my asthetic Alexa it's a simple coincidence Finn has one too." Haven said. "You look great in it Haven." Nia said. "Thanks Nia." Haven said. She went through the curtain and out to the ring jumping over the top rope and sliding out of her jacket. She sat on the top turn buckle and waited. Gallows and Anderson came out and they waited for him. When Finn came out she smiled at his infectious grin. It was amazing that he always seemed so happy to everyone.

He always gave everyone so much of himself and he was always last, he always got what was left. Sometimes at the end of the day there was nothing left. She knew how that felt, it was the way she was and had always been. She got down to let him do his thing and she leaned into the turn buckles. "Haven doesn't look very impressed." Coach said. "She's a very calm person." Cole said. "She has a lot of respect for Finn Balor, you can tell by the way she watches him I'd say she's very impressed." Corey said.

Finn too sweeted the guys and then walked to her and she tilted her head. "Join the club." Finn said. He held up too sweet and she did to the tips of their fingers touching. She shivered and he smirked. "Is there room for two girls?" Haven asked. "Sasha isn't part of us." Finn said. She beamed at him and walked over to the guys. They all held up too sweet and she felt whole. "Welcome." Karl said. She smiled at him and gallows. "I feel so short." Haven said. "Ya are the shortest of us." Finn said. "Now." Karl said. She laughed and leaned on the buckles.

"Who'd have thought I'd be the girl in the bullet club." Haven said. "You mean the Balor Club." Luke said. "Yeah sure that's what I mean." Haven said. Finn smirked at her and she blushed a little bit. They waited and she froze when Asuka's music stared. "Whoa wait she's not supposed to be his partner." Haven said. "Kurt didn't tell you?" Karl asked. "Tell me what?" Haven asked. "We face Asuka and Roman." Finn said. "They changed the damn match!" Haven said. "Yes." Finn said.

"The number one contenders verses the champions." Karl said. "Fuck me." Haven breathed. They all laughed but Finn. She saw his eyes go dark and the pure ocean blue turned to brilliant saphiare. "Finn." Haven said softly. "Just don't piss her off and ya'll be fine." Finn said. Karl and Luke left and she stood on the steps watching Finn and Roman trade blows. She was trying hard not to tag in. Her hands were twisting on the ropes like she was going crazy. Roman threw him into the corner, she tagged herself in getting in the ring.

They locked eyes as they circled each other. Haven went for her knees taking her down and pounding on her. Asuka was a striker, one of the best, you had to take her down and keep her down. Asuka got her legs between them and kicked Haven into the turn buckles. Haven's neck hit the top turn buckle and snapped back, like a whiplash effect. She slid down and sat there her eyes closed. The ref ran over and Finn stopped breathing. Asuka looked at Roman then Finn. Haven woke up later in the hospital blinking at the lights.

"Who turned on the sun?" Haven whispered. Finn shot up and she looked at him. "Hey did I beat her?" Haven asked. "No love." Finn said. "I'm so sorry I let you guys down Finn." Haven whispered. He caressed her cheek. "I'm just glad yer ok ya've been out for hours." Finn said. "How'd you get them to let you stay?" Haven asked. "I fibbed." Finn said. "Told them you were my brother." Haven assumed. "Yer boyfriend." Finn corrected. She shook her head and felt him shaking. "What's wrong?" Haven asked. "Scabell ya scared the shit out of me tonight." Finn said.

She teared up as he cupped her cheek. "You said my name." Haven whispered. "I've said it before." Finn said. "Not like that." Haven whispered. She closed her eyes and her heart skipped a beat. He kissed her forehead and caressed her cheek. "Rest Scabell, I'm here." Finn whispered. "Thank you for fibbing Fergal." Haven said softly. "I wanted ta stay, I had ta know ya were alright Scabell." Finn said. She took his hand and kissed it. "Maybe you are a prince after all." Haven said. "I have ta tell ya someting." Finn said.

"Please don't, not here or now when I'm hurt don't confuse our friendship with love when it's not." Haven said. "I have feelings for ya." Finn said. She looked at him and shook her head. "Fergal, we're best friends this will mess it up." Haven said. "Only if it ends Scabell." Finn said. She nodded and he kissed her forehead. "You rest." Finn said. "If you're my boyfriend shouldn't you be holding me?" Haven asked. He smirked and laid down. She rolled over and rubbed his chest. He pulled her closer and she sighed.

"I've always wondered what it would feel like to be in your arms like this." Haven said. "I have too Scabell especially when I was away." Finn said. "Fergal I missed you so much but you needed to heal and home was the best place." Haven said. "I'm healed now." Finn said. "I know, and your amazing now even better than before." Haven said. "Am I now?" Finn asked playing with her hair. "Better than anyone Fergal." Haven said. He held her tighter and she went to sleep. She woke up and looked around.

He was still asleep so she moved the little whisps of hair out of his eyes. "I'm not asleep." Finn grinned. "I see that." Haven said. "Did ya sleep well?" Finn asked. "Like a baby thanks to you." Haven said. "Me?" Finn asked. "Always wanted to be held." Haven said. "Oh." Finn said. She was released and he took her to the hotel. He went to his room and she went to hers taking a long hot shower. When she got out she called him and he went to her room. "What is it lass?" Finn asked and blushed instantly. She beamed up at him and blushed too.

"Please don't say anything Fergal, just keep using it for me I love it." Haven said. "I honestly didn't mean ta call ya tat it slipped." Finn said. "I've always wanted to be called that Fergal, by a man just like you, I just never told anyone that." Haven babbled. He kissed her forehead and she smiled. "Will you keep calling me that?" Haven asked. "If ya want me ta tat bad I tink I can keep callin ya lass." Finn teased. She let a few tears go. "Does it mean tat much ta ya Scabell?" Finn asked. "It's not just that, it's that you're here right now." Haven said.

"Ya said ya needed me lass what was I supposed ta do leave ya hangin?" Finn asked. "I kinda wanted a kiss, is that stupid I wanted to see if it's just because I'm hurt your letting your feelings out." Haven babbled. "Tat boy really messed wit yer head lass, wantin me ta kiss ya is natural, especially when ya first start ta date." Finn said. She touched his cheek and leaned up. "Stop rushin me lass I'll kiss ya." Finn said and kissed her nose. "Tell me the truth is this all storyline stuff Finn, is this...this is all fake and you've let me make a fool out of myself." Haven fumed.

He pulled her close and held her. "Tis is us lass, Scabell look at me and tell me ya don't have feelings for me." Finn said. She looked up trembling against him. "Fergal." Haven whispered. "I need ya ta say it lass, tell me how ya feel about me." Finn coaxed. "Fergal you mean the world to me, your my best friend." Haven said. "Do ya tink ya could date me Scabell, tat ya could love me?" Finn asked. "Fergal nothing would make me happier than to be your girlfriend." Haven said. She held him tightly and smiled stroking his hair.

"Ya make me happy lass." Finn whispered. "She was right." Haven said. "Who?" Finn asked. "Sasha, she said I made you happy." Haven said. "She was right Scabell, ya make me feel like my old self." Finn said. "You make me feel like me again, I was so alone, so shut down until we started talking." Haven said. He ran his fingers through her hair. "Black makes ya look so different, like some Raven haired goddess." Finn whispered. "A goddess, Fergal what's on your mind?" Haven asked. "You." Finn said. "I'm not dying my hair." Haven said.

"The brown suits ya to a tee lass, I love it." Finn said. "That warm Chestnut color really is natural, I swear." Haven teased. He laughed and she played with her hair. She sat on the bed and he sat with her. "I kinda just needed to know if I dreamed it all." Haven said. "I'm real." Finn said. "I wanna be like that every night Fergal." Haven said getting up. He pulled her down and she looked up at him as he caressed her cheek. "I'd like tat." Finn said. "Really?" Haven asked. "Yes." Finn said. "Tell me yer dream date?" Finn said. "You." Haven said.

He laughed and she felt the vibration in his chest watching him. "Your not like anyone I've ever met Fergal." Haven said softly. He looked at her and she had this innocence to her but also a darkness mixed with light. She blushed and he smirked. "Lass tell me someting." Finn said. "Anything, but you know a lot about me already." Haven said. "Are ya a virgin?" Finn asked. She blushed more and locked eyes with him. "And if I am, what you'll walk out is that it?" Haven accused. "No lass, just wanted ta know if what I saw was true." Finn said.

"You'd be my first kiss too my ex never touched me." Haven said. "The bloody fool." Finn spat. "I was the fool, and I'm being one again assuming you'd want to kiss me, or even fuck me, I want to be alone now please go." Haven said. She rolled from his arms and shuttered instantly. He'd been so warm and smelt so good. Like the earth after a summer rain, fresh and clean with a hint of darkness. He wrapped around her and put his arm between hers gripping her hand as he laced their fingers together.

She didn't move hell she could barely breathe. "Push all ya want lass, but ya don't have ta be scared of me I promise ya tat Scabell, yer safe wit me." Finn whispered. She licked her lips and rolled half way over so she could see his eyes. "What does that mean Fergal, that you won't stray from me, please I know better especially if I don't let you fuck me right away, you're a man with needs still in his prime." Haven said. "Ya keep talkin and ya'll break yer own heart lass, now stop." Finn said firmly but gently. She gazed at him longingly.

"It's already broken please just go, last night will always be special and I won't tell anyone." Haven said. "Tell the world lass I don't give a fuck, I was comforting a friend." Finn said. She stopped breathing and he closed his eyes licking his lips. He knew he just screwed up royally. "Lass tat's not what I meant, yer more tan a friend ta me." Finn said. "Go before you do something you'll regret Finn." Haven said. He cupped her cheek keeping her eyes on his. "Say my name Scabell" Finn demanded. He thumbed away her tears as they ran down her cheeks.

"Fergal." Haven said. "I'm not Finn, or Balor, or Prince right now, I'm Fergal and I'm wit ya Scabell." Finn said. He kissed her forehead then down the center of her face. She shivered and rubbed his arms as he moved over her. "Who are you?" Finn whispered. He kissed the tip of her nose. She smiled and held his biceps. "Scabell." Haven said. "Who did I hold last night?" Finn asked kissing the corners of her mouth. She smiled more and giggled. "Scabell." Haven said. "Who am I about to kiss?" Finn asked. She licked her lips and he smirked.

"Fergal." Haven breathed. "No tat's me try again cherry blossom." Finn said. She pulled away and got up running her hands through her hair. He went to her and she looked up. "Don't call me that Fergal, he called me that, and as much as I love it, and god the way you said it made me feel special again." Haven babbled. "It's because of how rosie yer cheeks are naturally, when ya blush it's beautiful." Finn said cupping her cheeks. "Say it again Fergal." Haven said. "I want ta be wit ya cherry blossom." Finn said.

She ran her hands over his. "Scabell you're about to kiss Scabell." Haven said. He brought her close and lowered his head smiling. She wrapped her arms around him and he kissed her softly. His lips glided over hers softly but firmly as he ran his hand into her hair. She ran her hands over him ending in his hair as her back connected to the wall she gasped. That was what he was waiting for the opportunity he needed to slip inside her mouth and lick her tongue coaxing it out. She shivered and moaned into the kiss.

He pulled back and she blushed hard. It went down her throat and disappeared behind her shirt but he followed it back as it reached her ears. "Tey're pointed." Finn said. "Ye...yes slightly no one's ever really noticed." Haven said blushing more. She pulled her hair around her ears as she moved away. He pulled her back into his arms and nuzzled her ear. "Fergal stop that tickles." Haven giggled. "Where are ya goin?" Finn whispered. "Just to lay on my bed your kinda making me lightheaded." Haven whispered.

"It's from our kiss and yer concussion." Finn said softly. "I know baby." Haven said and rubbed his arms. "Was it good?" Finn asked. "If that's how you'll always kiss me then yes." Haven said. He chuckled and kissed behind her ear. "If I always kiss ya like tat ten tings will happen faster tan ya want tem to." Finn whispered. "I've never been so happy and so calm." Haven whispered. "I'm happy too." Finn said. She turned and kissed him softly. "Would you stay?" Haven asked. "Yes lass I'll stay, just give me time ta go out wit my boys." Finn said.

"Take as long as you want baby I'm going to go get my dress anyway." Haven said. "For what lass?" Finn asked. "The hall of fame ceremony." Haven said. "Ya and yer girls?" Finn asked. "No, I was going alone." Haven said. "Please don't lass, if not me ten go wit Sasha or Bayley just not alone." Finn pleaded. "Fergal are you worried about me?" Haven asked. "Even wit a minor concussion ya could black out or get dizzy." Finn said. She rubbed his neck and back. "If you think it's best then I'll ask if they wanna tag along." Haven said.

"It would make me very happy and would take a lot off my mind." Finn said. She was happy to stay like they were for the rest of her life. "Hey girl you up?" Paige asked. "Yeah I'm up and I'm not alone." Haven called back. Paige walked in and the rest of the girls behind her stopped dead in their tracks. "Holy shit." Sasha said. "What?" Haven asked. "Are you two are a couple?" Bayley asked. "We haven't been on a date." Haven said. "Did he stay with you last night?" Paige asked. "No." Haven said. "Why is he here then?" Alexa asked.

"I don't remember having to explain myself to you." Haven snapped. "I'm here because she wanted ta let me know she was ok." Finn said. "Why are you two all close and shit?" Alexa asked. Finn looked at her and she laughed. "Up ta you." Haven said softly. "Say the words mo mhuirnín." Finn whispered. "Make her wish she was me." Haven whispered. He moved her hair and kissed her long and slow. She held him tightly and sighed when he pulled back. "That was wonderful." Haven whispered to his lips.

He held her close. "I'll leave ya ta get yer dress, after all I need my date ta look stunnin." Finn said. "What's it mean Fergal?" Haven asked. "Tell ya later." Finn said. She watched them move so he could leave and she bit her lip running after him. "Wait a second." Haven called. He turned and pulled her into his arms. "What is it?" Finn asked. "I said no because I know how private you are Fergal." Haven said. "I like her being envious of you Scabell, i like it so much I'd love ta kiss ya again because she's watchin." Finn said.

"Well hello Balor nice to meet you." Haven smirked. He nipped her lip and she shivered. "Maybe we should give tem a show." Finn said. "As enjoyable as that would be baby I don't want to." Haven said. She kissed his cheek and turned. He spun her around and cupped her cheek. "Tat's very considerate Scabell, but it's time someone envied you." Finn said. "That's not how I work baby." Haven said. "I know." Finn said. He kissed her tenderly as he held the back of her head. "Don't stop kissing me Fergal." Haven said.

"I have ta right now but I'll be back." Finn said laying his forehead to hers. "I'll be waiting baby." Haven said. He walked off and she turned to face them smiling. "No way." Alexa said. "Aww well you're allowed to be delusional sweetie." Haven said and laughed as the rest hugged her. "You and him aren't a good couple." Alexa said. "They're perfect." Sasha said. "We're happy at least." Haven said. "Did he stay with you?" Bayley asked. "Yeah he told them he was my boyfriend." Haven said. They hugged her again and she smiled bigger.

"He wants you guys to come with me to get my dress." Haven said. "That's why we're here, it's not a good thing for you to be alone right now." Paige said. "I know, he said the same it's kinda nice." Haven said. They all laughed and went to get her dress. "What do you mean it's been sold, I paid for it over a month ago." Haven said. "I'm so sorry miss." She said. Haven walked out and sat on a bench. "They sold it and it was perfect, it was my style it took forever to find." Haven fumed as she stood up pacing.

"Hey, relax we'll think of something." Bayley said. "How hard can it be to find a black dress?" Alexa laughed. "It wasn't black." Bayley said. "Relax or you'll give yourself a headache." Sasha said. "I know." Haven said. "Scabell." Bayley said. She looked at her and sat down beside her. "I'm ok Bay." Haven said. "Let's go get lunch and go to the show." Paige said. "Ok." Haven said. They ate and went to the arena. "Hey you ok?" Roman asked. "Yeah I'm fine just a little concussion is all I'll be ready for raw come next week." Haven said.

"Ya know the doctor said two weeks." Finn said. She turned and laughed. "Yeah but I'm not going to sit out two weeks." Haven said. "Better tan months." Finn said. "Yeah you're right, when I'm cleared I'll be back." Haven said. He hugged her tightly. "Are you ok?" Finn asked. "Just pissed off baby." Haven said. He looked at her and she rubbed his arms. "Hold up, are you two a couple?" Roman asked. "They are." Sasha said. Finn grinned and she blushed. "Don't spread it ok guys." Haven said. "I won't I promise." Roman said.

"Thank you." Haven said. They walked off and ran into Renee. Haven dropped his hand and he looked at her. "I'm not going to tell on you two." Renee said. "I have no idea what you're talking about." Haven said. "Ok." Renee said. Haven looked at Finn and he walked off. "Wait a second don't get upset." Haven said grabbing his hand. "Ya seem ta tink I want us ta be in the dark." Finn said. She pulled him close and framed his face. "I do." Haven said. "What?" Finn asked. "It's the first day Finn, I just didn't want everyone to know." Haven said.

He kissed her long and slow bringing her close. She held him and tears ran down her cheeks. "Maybe you and I shouldn't be together Finn." Haven whispered. "Why not?" Finn asked. "Because you're, you and I'm not up to your level." Haven said. "Which level and be honest." Finn said. "She was more beautiful than I could ever hope to be, Finn." Haven said and walked away. He ran after her and pulled her into a room. "What's wrong mhuirnín, ya can talk ta me ya know that." Finn said. She looked into his eyes.

"What's that mean?" Haven asked. He brushed away her tears. "It means darling." Finn said. He blushed a little and she shivered. "Fergal, I don't want her to find out I feel like you've down graded to me, she's so pretty and so popular and I'm me." Haven said. He kissed her forehead and she licked her lips. "Yer beautiful ya know tat Scabell, I don't care if she knows I don't care if the whole locker room knows." Finn said. "I don't understand you're such a person." Haven said confused. "Yeah well maybe your special." Finn said looking down but away from her.

She laughed and his head snapped up. "I'm the one with the concussion Finn but you're delusional, I'm not special hell I'm not even normal, do yourself a favor and stay away from me." Haven said. She turned and he grabbed her arm spinning her around. He forced her into a wall. His eyes were saphiare and she trembled from his touch. "What tat fool did will be erased by me, I will show ya what it means ta be loved properly." Finn vowed. She hadn't looked away from his gaze it was like she was in a trance. "Fergal." Haven breathed.

"Scabell." Finn said softly. He looked at his hand and let her go as he walked away. She went to him and rubbed his arms. "Hey it's ok, I'm sorry I upset you, good luck tonight Finn and don't worry you don't have to come by I've got Paige." Haven said. She kissed his shoulder and walked out. "Hey, what's wrong?" Renee asked. "Nothing, I'm just glad he came to his senses is all." Haven said. "About what?" Renee asked. "Me, us ." Haven scoffed and smiled weakly. "I don't understand you two looked so good and so happy." Renee said.

"The truth is that he should be with someone like you, next to you and the others I'm the plain Jane or the ugly duckling that stayed ugly." Haven said. "Oh god he didn't say that." Renee said horrified. "No, I said that see ya later." Haven said and walked off. Renee looked at him coming out. "Fergal, I'm so sorry." Renee said. "So am I Renee." Finn said. "Can I do anything?" Renee asked. "Keep her away from Haven please." Finn said. "I don't understand." Renee said. "Haven's comparin herself ta her, and in her eyes she loses." Finn said.

Renee shook her head and sighed. "I'll keep her away." Renee said. "Thank you." Finn said and walked away. Haven stood in the back and watched the show. It was nice to have free time to be with her friends. She was glad the Monday before the rumble she was able to come back. Finn hadn't talked to her since the Tuesday show after she got hurt. The rumble had been amazing. The night he fought Cena and lost, he ended up at her and Paige's room. She couldn't help but think maybe he wasn't mad at her anymore.

"Fergal she's not doing well I think she's got the flu." Paige said. He went to her bed and sat on his knees. "Hey Iron man." Haven coughed. "I came ta talk ta ya lass I can't stand it anymore." Finn said. "It's ok to be pissed at me Fergal I'm still mad at myself." Haven said. He felt her cheeks and and picked her up. "Where are you taking her?" Paige asked. "Ta the hospital." Finn said. He sat with her in his lap in the back of a cab. "You're so warm and smell so good Fergal." Haven whispered. He kissed her forehead.

"Close yer eyes mhuirnín." Finn whispered. "I feel so safe with you." Haven murmured. He got out with her and she held onto him. They gave her fluids and told her to rest as much as possible. That she didn't have the flu just a cold and she was dehydrated. She walked out with him and he pulled her close. "Now tat I know it's a cold." Finn said. She gripped his jacket and smiled. "You could get sick." Haven said. He kissed her long and slow holding her head in his hands. "I'll risk it." Finn said. She sighed and gripped his jacket harder.

"I don't want you sick Fergal." Haven said. "Ten ya could take care of me and give me kisses." Finn said. She kissed his forehead softly. "I'd love to take care of you but no." Haven giggled. "You know what I'd love?" Finn asked. "What?" Haven asked. "You and I ta be together." Finn said. "I'd love that too." Haven said. "Will ya stay wit me tis time?" Finn teased. "I was freaked out, I wasn't in a good head space Fergal, I'm so sorry I hurt you." Haven said. He cupped her cheek. "The concussion made ya sad, I'm sorry ya went trough tat alone mhuirnín." Finn said.

"I love that, it sounds so much better in Gaelic." Haven said. "So many tings do a ghrá trust me." Finn said. She blushed and rubbed his chest. "Does that mean something special?" Haven asked. He smirked and kissed her forehead. "Maybe." Finn said. She hugged him and sighed as he hugged her tightly. "Stay wit me." Finn whispered as he stroked her hair. She felt him shaking. "Let's get you to bed you're still not at full power from last night and tonight." Haven said. "Can I stay wit ya?" Finn asked softly. She kissed his heart and looked up.

"Of course, come on I'll give you a massage." Haven said. They went back to her and Paige's room. "You want me to split?" Paige asked. "No you can stay." Haven said. Finn pulled his shirt off and then his jeans. "You should really go get your bag that way you can shower after I give you a massage." Haven said. "Ooo you're in for a treat girlie has amazing hands." Paige said. "Should I be worried or aroused at tat?" Finn asked. Haven hugged Paige. "She's my friend Fergal, if I can help with a massage I do." Haven said.

She went to him kissing his cheek. "Go and I'll set up my stuff." Haven said. "Ok." Finn said and dressed leaving. "You two are adorable ya know it's really sweet." Paige said. "He's a doll." Haven said. She put out her candles and oils on her side of the nightstand. "You can use it all it's ok." Paige said. She put more out and Paige grabbed her bag. "Where are you going?" Haven asked. "Nat said I could crash with her so you two could be alone." Paige said. "Paige, nothing's going to happen." Haven said. "I really hope you're wrong." Paige said.

"It's not like that right now." Haven said. "You're insane he's in love with you, everyone but you sees that." Paige said. "He is not." Haven said. "He is so." Finn said. She turned and looked at him forgetting she'd given him her key card. Finn shut the door and dropped his bag on the floor. "You can't be, we haven't even been on a date let alone anything else." Haven said. "Truth is lass, I've been in love wit ya since I was hurt." Finn said. "You were with her." Haven said. "At the end of it noting was lost on my part, well almost noting." Finn said.

Paige left and he brushed her hair back behind her ear. "Ya remind me of fae." Finn said. "What kind?" Haven asked. "A cute little pixy." Finn said. She laughed and shook her head. "I'm not a pixy, I'm human." Haven said. He kissed her neck softly and she gripped his shirt. "Somehow I don't tink so." Finn whispered. She closed her eyes as he nuzzled her neck. "Bite me." Haven breathed. "What?" Finn asked. "Bite me." Haven said. He kissed her neck and she gave up. He smirked against her neck and bit hard.

Her hands flew to his hair as he picked her up. She wrapped around him effortlessly as he laid her down. He kissed her neck and nuzzled behind her ear. "How long?" Finn asked. "How long what?" Haven asked. "How long have ya had a crush on me?" Finn asked. "A while." Haven said. He kissed the side of her neck and she sighed as she gripped his arms. "Don't stop." Haven whispered. He looked at her and she smiled. "I'm not like tat." Finn said. She giggled and kissed him softly. "I'm glad you're sweet." Haven said.

He laid down and pulled her close. "And yer mine now, Scabell." Finn whispered against her neck. "Yes Fergal, and you're mine." Haven whispered. He kissed her passionately. She gripped his shirt as her back arched. His hands went to her hair. He loved her long black hair. It hit him and he pulled back. Her breath came out in little pants. "Ya dyed it." Finn panted. "Yes, I needed a change." Haven said. "Yer so fuckin beautiful, Scabell, my Scabell! Finn said. "You're so handsome Fergal, my Fergal." Haven said. They laid in bed kissing and cuddling.

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