- 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 ❝This is me.❞ He whispers, and I can feel the breath of his fist on my virgin cheekbone. ❝This is me. ❞ His voice is clearer. ❝Do? you take me as I am? ❞ 𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 former convict and paralegal Raelynn Smith is determined to turn her shit show life around by any means necessary. Her solution? Landing a job at Nelson & Murdock, where she hopes to bury her past while navigating the murky ethics of legal reform. But karma has other plans. Specifically in the form of the emotionally fragile man she saves from suicide on the subway tracks. 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓, he's the same awkward kid she anonymously paid bullies to torment in high school. Now unstable, out of the FBI and armed with a pathological grudge, he's hellbent on dismantling her new life piece by piece. Who you might ask? The FBI agent under investigation, Benjamin Poindexter. The problem? His obsession curdles into a compulsive, masochistic lust, and worse, she's into it. Because pathetic? Desperate? Emotionally volatile? All her fucking type. Whether he's threatening to kill himself or bleeding at her door, Raelynn can't decide if he disgust her or if she wants to lick the blood from his nose. Meanwhile, Dex's torn between killing her or worshiping the ground she walks on. | ❝𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 & 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒❞ 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍 '𝐃𝐄𝐗' 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝟓/𝟔/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: ???

None who witnessed the match between Prince Maekar Targaryen and Princess Lihua of Leng could call it a happy one, but few royal marriages were fashioned for happiness. There had scarcely been time enough to comprehend Dyanna's loss before the king began speaking of remarriage, insisting that Summerhall required stability, that Maekar's household had fallen into disorder without a lady to govern it, and that six motherless children could not be left to nurse their sorrow alone. But all Maekar could think, each time the subject arose, was that Summerhall already belonged to Dyanna. To bring another woman into her keep was sacrilege, and thus, their marriage became known as a union of absence, between them stretching a gulf neither seemed willing to cross. Maekar Targaryen x OC

No matter what I do, I'm no good without you. MISC. 2026 © KLAUSLASTLUV-

-𝐈,𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲)' - fire & blood' ff ꒱ ↷ └─────── 𝗱.𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇! ──➤ ❝ And one day, I am gonna grow wings, a chemical reaction Hysterical and useless (you know where you are) ❞ ━ " ‹‹𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘙𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘥, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳.›› ━ from the words of 𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗔𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 , reported in the "𝗠𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺'𝘀 𝗧𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘆" ─ ✧˖*°࿐ an "house of the dragong" and "fire and blood" fanfiction ─ ✧˖*°࿐ ©️fantasizx ─ plot/writing ©️george r. r. martin - asoiaf ─ ✧˖*°࿐ ━ ❝ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 ; ongoing ━ ❝ 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 ;

In which Viserys Targaryen joins his brother, Daemon Targaryen, in the Street of Silk, where he meets a beautiful whore by the name of Eliza. Or In which a whore from the Street of Silk gives birth on the same period as the new queen. Both women bear the king's children Eliza gives birth to a daughter, while Queen Alicent gives birth to Aegon II. Or In which Maera is found by Daemon and brought to court, where he plans to threaten Viserys in his own way causing chaos. As a result, he has her legitimized, and Leon Stark brother of Eddard Stark becomes her knight and lover while her hand is promised to Aegon Targaryen II a move Daemon orchestrates to control his brother's daughter. He sees her as a way to destroy the Greens from within, only to be disappointed when she discovers who her father is and that she too has a claim to the throne.

Les cycles sans fin finissent toujours par se briser. Valarr Targaryen, fils de Baelor Targaryen et de Jena Dondarrion, avait disparu depuis un mois lorsqu'on le retrouva près des ruines d'Harrenhal. Il errait dans les herbes hautes, pieds nus, le regard vide, sa peau était d'une pâleur inquiétante, son corps portait des traces de violence, des cicatrices striaient son dos et son torse, certaines étaient fines, d'autres plus larges. Les radios révélèrent quelque chose de pire encore, ses avant-bras et ses tibias avaient été brisés... Quelqu'un avait voulu les casser, puis les laisser guérir avant de recommencer mais n'en avait pas eu le temps. Valarr délirait. Ses phrases n'avaient aucun sens. Les enquêteurs tentaient de comprendre puis quelqu'un posa la question évidente. « - Où est Morgana Stark ? » Valarr se figea, très lentement, il inclina la tête sur le côté, dans un angle étrange et il murmura. « - Je ne sais pas où est ma copine. » Il y a eu un silence... Puis il entrouvrit les lèvres une fois encore. « - Je ne sais pas où est ma copine. » Encore. « - Je ne sais pas où est ma copine. » Et encore. « - Je ne sais pas où est ma copine. » Il s'arrêta enfin pour reprendre son souffle. Les enquêteurs échangèrent un regard lourd, parce qu'une chose était certaine, personne ne savait où se trouvait Morgana Stark. Personne... Sauf peut-être Valarr.

Endless cycles always come to an end. Valarr Targaryen, son of Baelor Targaryen and Jena Dondarrion, had been missing for a month when he was found near the ruins of Harrenhal. He was wandering through the tall grass, barefoot, his gaze vacant, his skin was an alarming pallor, and his body bore signs of violence, with scars crisscrossing his back and chest, some thin, others wider. The X-rays revealed something even worse: his forearms and shins had been broken... Someone had tried to break them, then let them heal before doing it again, but hadn't had time to complete the process. Valarr was rambling. His sentences made no sense. The investigators tried to make sense of it, then someone asked the obvious question. "Where is Morgana Stark?" Valarr froze. Very slowly, he tilted his head to the side at a strange angle and murmured. "I don't know where my girlfriend is." There was a silence... Then he parted his lips once more. "I don't know where my girlfriend is." Again. "I don't know where my girlfriend is." And again. "I don't know where my girlfriend is." He finally stopped to catch his breath. The investigators exchanged a heavy look, because one thing was certain: no one knew where Morgana Stark was. No one... Except maybe Valarr.

"the wind is low, the birds will sing that you are part of everything." harry potter x oc - beginning at Order of the Phoenix.

"conscience doth make cowards of us all." hunger games oc set during the 58th games

Her love was a joke from the day that we met All of the words, all of her men All of my pain when I think back to when Remember her hair as it shone in the sun It was there on the bed when I knew what she'd done Tell yourself over and over that you won't ever need her again Femocxremuslupin I don't own anyone in the hp universe apart from lelia malfloy. The rest of the rights go to J*r !! I DONT SUPPORT HER !! Starts-PoA Ends in-DH