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[hercssy]

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ଘ(∩^o^)⊃━☆゜ she/her/hers. australian; aedt. 19. writer. editor. roleplayer. absolute lover of dilfs such as jeffrey dean morgan who i am in fact mentally married to,, and his wife - we’re quite happy together might i add. i am not just a one trick pony ~ i have many skills and many interests that keep my brain rotting like ALL the time and lowkey it gets annoying sometimes. my noggin never shuts off, always exploding with new ideas and things to do which does make me quite the creative person! anywho,, i am making this so you know a little bit about me! have a check through my masterlists and don’t ever be afraid of reaching out to become friends or to roleplay!

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[hercssy]

i was born to act on instinct of wrath. to be fuelled like an infernal engine. act upon revenge from gut wrenching betrayal; that wasn’t even mine. but it gave me purpose. for years, it’s all i have ever known. to be a puppet with an expertise in the ancient art of the samurai. a katana in my hand, and string tied tight on my wrists and ankles. i never had a sense for my own will.

my past was written in both my own blood and that of my enemies. only to be thrown into the fire and reforged in redemption by a man with belief. belief in me.

every step i took, every life i stole made an orphan, a widow; an extinct bloodline was already a decision made before me. all that needed to be done was for me to execute it.

but now things have changed.

the taste of freedom was bitter.

i realised that with the hand that reached towards me to pull me into the daylight, my puppet strings were fragile; my blade guided by my hand slashed them one by one. the weight of my body was overbearing but there i stood and looked towards the sunrise. my lungs were my own to fill and even if it felt like they were buried in wet cement. i wouldn’t change my decision. to let a stranger be my guide to the sun.

and when i saw the sun for the very first time, an epiphany erupted in my mind. i could act upon my own revenge. i felt the start of my own wrath burn in my bones and sizzle in my muscles. i wanted to burn down a family tree from the roots and then upwards. i wanted to find out every detail about myself in the midst of my mission. my target was acquired. i was going to kill the takahashi family.

i was going to show them how hard the dog bites back. i was their greatest assest; their undying, broken winged, damaged, ferocious, beautiful monstrosity that they created. it was time to show them everything they taught me.

this path is lonely and i liked it that way. i had allies to give me the information i needed. i never stayed for long though.

ever since the funeral there was a feeling in me i just couldn’t shake away. that feeling sunk deep, opened my eyes that a new dawn was breaking into the sky. the good in this world was dying, becoming extinct. i was never meant to be apart of the good people in this world and when i placed a letter into the pocket of my friend’s suit he would lay to rest in i knew what i had to do to truly be set free.

i may have cut myself loose from their iron grip but to break my curse forever it meant more blood on my hands. i would be lying if i said i wasn’t going to enjoy it.

i stare at the headstone. i look over the etched writing like i have done many times before. i sit on my knees in silence. the only thing that whispered was the wind.

“i’m sorry.” i said, quiet and monotone. it felt uncomfortable to break the peace over the graveyard. i didn’t want to break the silence. i placed down a fresh bunch of flowers i hand picked myself at the bottom of the stone. my bandaged right hand brushed off the small amount of tiny debris built up.

i trace the engravings with my eyes once again.

‘HERE LIES CAPTN. STEVE GRANT ROGERS.’

‘hero to all, saviour of the world. beloved husband and friend. may he now rest in peace.’

“i am not the person who you believed i was going to be. i’m sorry.” i lift myself up, stretched my legs. i take one last soaking stare at the grave and then turn away to leave. i felt like i was walking through concrete. i pushed myself harder to walk away.

i had no tears left to cry.

[hercssy]

this fanfic has been long in the making, i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i have been with writing & creating it! i want to let you guys know, while this is a marvel fanfic, there is a LOT that i have changed for this story to flow. i don’t want to give away too much detail because all will be revealed in time. i want to make a disclaimer and say there may be inaccurate biblical references and descriptions made to be suited to the story. i mean no offence, as this is just a fanfiction. this fanfic is for mature audiences as there will be themes such as smut, extreme violence, drug use, mafia themes, cults and rituals/sacrifices. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. THIS STORY IS LOWERCASE INTENDED.

i always found comfort in violence.

the blood my blanket and their last breath my pillow. their cries of pain, moans of their loss of life was just extra comforters. this was all i knew but as my physical body stays trapped in immortality and my mind is the only thing that ages throughout time, i learn there are much better types of comfort that feel…too close to heaven than i deserve to be.

like love.

‘the curse of the spawn’ was the title of my file. everything about me scribbled down in japanese.

the tests, the trials, the errors and the triumphs. i was considered as treasure and torment. i don’t remember much of that period of my life besides the first and last taste of what love could feel like in the form of a man who held his hand out to me and smiled. i took it. that’s all i remember. after that all i knew is that barricaded part of memory ended in blood every day. whether it was mine or my victims.

i was trained to be a subject of the moon. the darkness was safe. i believed that the light of day would expose me as the monster i am; burn me to ash because i was damned. i thought the sun would use its brightness to cast judgement upon me.

the darkness was safe until i was free of my shackles and exposed to it without a choice.

the first time i truly looked at the sun it looks to me with its grace and i know i am noticed as who i am. not what i was made to be. what i was born to become. i discovered within its warmth, i craved a touch that would melt me into nothingness. so sickly sweet i can’t help but to feverishly feed off it like i’m cursed with a sweet tooth. it feels like there’s been a missing piece of me; a void ever since i existed in this reality. i feel the sun’s stare when i looked up at it. through its rays of light i can feel it beg for me to find…him. i don’t know how i know that there is someone that belongs to the sun. it’s like an intense feeling. my body calls for his embrace, my muscles, and bones wish to melt against his touch until there’s nothing of me left.

upon my sudden release from the darkness, i began to understand who i am and my notice of him increased. i often find myself staring into the giant bright orb of light and ponder a thousand questions. i am then left with a vision of a painting that beckons me to the museum.

the painting is of a man falling from a great height. his arms reach out towards the sun and beg to save him from his death. his makeshift wings broken with feathers sprawled all around the bottom of the painting. his face looks desperate, his muscles ache with the certainty he was going to die. ‘the fall of icarus.’ engraved in its golden frame underneath the painting.

i felt his pain as if it were my own. i wish for him to fly towards the sun and i wonder, if the impending doom sitting heavy in my chest belongs to him too.

[hercssy]

૮ ♡ ੭ ︵ㅤ. ✿ DRABBLE ﹗ he likes you playing with his hair … ꒱

my first little drabble on my blog and ofc it had to be for my husband anakin, there is more to come! because i love doing stuff like this. i hope you guys enjoy <3 check out my masterlist here!

how you found out anakin loves his hair being played with was on a whim. the both of you were on borrowed time, soaking up each other’s presence while you had the chance. anakin was laying on his back with you curled up to his side. the atmosphere was calming and overcome with the serenity of silence. his hand rubbed your back and your eyes were closed along with his. until a spark of interest within you was set alight. you opened your eyes and looked up at your forbidden lover who had a peaceful look on his face. you smiled, and slowly reached your hand to his long locks of hair.

at first, you swirled the strands around your pointer finger to test the waters. anakin payed no mind to your fiddling so your fingers reached for the top of his scalp where your nails began to massage. he groaned quietly in the pleasured feeling that tingled through to the bottom of his spine. goosebumps riddled his skin.

he moved his body to rest his head on your chest and wrapped his arms around your waist. “keep going.” he said and you did as he commanded.

not long after that he promptly fell asleep with how relaxed you made him. it was probably the deepest sleep anakin had in a long time.

it would become part of your bedtime routine, where anakin would lay as he did before; his head on your chest and his arms wrapped around your waist, cuddling into you as you massaged and played with his hair. sometimes he even let you platt or braid it if it meant he could keep you away from your jedi duties.

it was adorable you thought. anakin may have already such a soft side for your eyes alone but seeing him so vulnerable like this was surprising. you cherished it everytime it happened as someday, this would all just be a memory.

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[catfayssoux]

WHO NEEDS MIDDLE BITS WHEN YOU CAN HAVE ✨ 𝒔 𝒄 𝒆 𝒏 𝒆 𝒔 ✨

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

when I say writers, fanfic writers are always included — because they’re just as valid and talented as every other writer who writes and sells original works

[omegaversetheory]

Here’s to the original work writers who started as fan fiction authors.

Here’s to the fan fiction authors who started with original work.

Here’s to the writers who have never written fan fiction and never intend to.

Here’s to the writers who have never written original work and never intend to.

Here’s to the writers who happily write anything and everything and nothing and something.

[hercssy]

i was born to act on instinct of wrath. to be fuelled like an infernal engine. act upon revenge from gut wrenching betrayal; that wasn’t even mine. but it gave me purpose. for years, it’s all i have ever known. to be a puppet with an expertise in the ancient art of the samurai. a katana in my hand, and string tied tight on my wrists and ankles. i never had a sense for my own will.

my past was written in both my own blood and that of my enemies. only to be thrown into the fire and reforged in redemption by a man with belief. belief in me.

every step i took, every life i stole made an orphan, a widow; an extinct bloodline was already a decision made before me. all that needed to be done was for me to execute it.

but now things have changed.

the taste of freedom was bitter.

i realised that with the hand that reached towards me to pull me into the daylight, my puppet strings were fragile; my blade guided by my hand slashed them one by one. the weight of my body was overbearing but there i stood and looked towards the sunrise. my lungs were my own to fill and even if it felt like they were buried in wet cement. i wouldn’t change my decision. to let a stranger be my guide to the sun.

and when i saw the sun for the very first time, an epiphany erupted in my mind. i could act upon my own revenge. i felt the start of my own wrath burn in my bones and sizzle in my muscles. i wanted to burn down a family tree from the roots and then upwards. i wanted to find out every detail about myself in the midst of my mission. my target was acquired. i was going to kill the takahashi family.

i was going to show them how hard the dog bites back. i was their greatest assest; their undying, broken winged, damaged, ferocious, beautiful monstrosity that they created. it was time to show them everything they taught me.

this path is lonely and i liked it that way. i had allies to give me the information i needed. i never stayed for long though.

ever since the funeral there was a feeling in me i just couldn’t shake away. that feeling sunk deep, opened my eyes that a new dawn was breaking into the sky. the good in this world was dying, becoming extinct. i was never meant to be apart of the good people in this world and when i placed a letter into the pocket of my friend’s suit he would lay to rest in i knew what i had to do to truly be set free.

i may have cut myself loose from their iron grip but to break my curse forever it meant more blood on my hands. i would be lying if i said i wasn’t going to enjoy it.

i stare at the headstone. i look over the etched writing like i have done many times before. i sit on my knees in silence. the only thing that whispered was the wind.

“i’m sorry.” i said, quiet and monotone. it felt uncomfortable to break the peace over the graveyard. i didn’t want to break the silence. i placed down a fresh bunch of flowers i hand picked myself at the bottom of the stone. my bandaged right hand brushed off the small amount of tiny debris built up.

i trace the engravings with my eyes once again.

‘HERE LIES CAPTN. STEVE GRANT ROGERS.’

‘hero to all, saviour of the world. beloved husband and friend. may he now rest in peace.’

“i am not the person who you believed i was going to be. i’m sorry.” i lift myself up, stretched my legs. i take one last soaking stare at the grave and then turn away to leave. i felt like i was walking through concrete. i pushed myself harder to walk away.

i had no tears left to cry.

[hercssy]

this fanfic has been long in the making, i hope you guys enjoy it as much as i have been with writing & creating it! i want to let you guys know, while this is a marvel fanfic, there is a LOT that i have changed for this story to flow. i don’t want to give away too much detail because all will be revealed in time. i want to make a disclaimer and say there may be inaccurate biblical references and descriptions made to be suited to the story. i mean no offence, as this is just a fanfiction. this fanfic is for mature audiences as there will be themes such as smut, extreme violence, drug use, mafia themes, cults and rituals/sacrifices. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. THIS STORY IS LOWERCASE INTENDED.

i always found comfort in violence.

the blood my blanket and their last breath my pillow. their cries of pain, moans of their loss of life was just extra comforters. this was all i knew but as my physical body stays trapped in immortality and my mind is the only thing that ages throughout time, i learn there are much better types of comfort that feel…too close to heaven than i deserve to be.

like love.

‘the curse of the spawn’ was the title of my file. everything about me scribbled down in japanese.

the tests, the trials, the errors and the triumphs. i was considered as treasure and torment. i don’t remember much of that period of my life besides the first and last taste of what love could feel like in the form of a man who held his hand out to me and smiled. i took it. that’s all i remember. after that all i knew is that barricaded part of memory ended in blood every day. whether it was mine or my victims.

i was trained to be a subject of the moon. the darkness was safe. i believed that the light of day would expose me as the monster i am; burn me to ash because i was damned. i thought the sun would use its brightness to cast judgement upon me.

the darkness was safe until i was free of my shackles and exposed to it without a choice.

the first time i truly looked at the sun it looks to me with its grace and i know i am noticed as who i am. not what i was made to be. what i was born to become. i discovered within its warmth, i craved a touch that would melt me into nothingness. so sickly sweet i can’t help but to feverishly feed off it like i’m cursed with a sweet tooth. it feels like there’s been a missing piece of me; a void ever since i existed in this reality. i feel the sun’s stare when i looked up at it. through its rays of light i can feel it beg for me to find…him. i don’t know how i know that there is someone that belongs to the sun. it’s like an intense feeling. my body calls for his embrace, my muscles, and bones wish to melt against his touch until there’s nothing of me left.

upon my sudden release from the darkness, i began to understand who i am and my notice of him increased. i often find myself staring into the giant bright orb of light and ponder a thousand questions. i am then left with a vision of a painting that beckons me to the museum.

the painting is of a man falling from a great height. his arms reach out towards the sun and beg to save him from his death. his makeshift wings broken with feathers sprawled all around the bottom of the painting. his face looks desperate, his muscles ache with the certainty he was going to die. ‘the fall of icarus.’ engraved in its golden frame underneath the painting.

i felt his pain as if it were my own. i wish for him to fly towards the sun and i wonder, if the impending doom sitting heavy in my chest belongs to him too.

[hercssy]

hiii i’m back on my moodboard shenanigans and i love being able to share my work and provide people with their own commissions, so if you would like any moodboard works from me pls dm me! my pinterest for all of my graphic portfolio work is located on this pinterest: @voidvinnie

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[hercssy]

EXILE ੭ ︵ㅤ. ✿ darth vader x oc.

NOTE ! this is the first thing i’m posting ahhhh i’m nervous and excited and YEAH - this blurb means a great deal to me bc this pairing is very dear to me and i’m very proud of it. there aren’t any warnings to disclose as this is just very angsty. pls enjoy! + i’m open to any constructive criticism when it comes to writing, etc!!

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minutes went past for what felt like an eternity. behind those ebony coloured lenses, light illuminated in his piercing yellow eyes. he looked straight forward towards a tree of white coloured oak and scarlet red leaves. everything was silent; besides the heavy inhales and exhales through his mask that only exaggerated the grasps of air his scarred lungs weakly held and released. he felt like death.

finally, he took one step forward.

and then another.

and another.

until he walked his way out of his spacecraft. he came alone. alone ensured an alibi from his disappearance in the middle of a war. he liked being alone too. ever since…

when he walked closer, he could see this place between time and space, was a stomach full of the force. he felt it so strongly. it was like a tight hug against his bones and ignited his very soul. such nostalgia made his footsteps stop before they were inches away from stepping on the uncovered roots.

he stared right in the middle of the tree. the crunch between his thick leathered boot and crumbling stone from this fragment of a planet he stood on had stopped. small, mindless grains of the mineral fell into the blackness of space never to be seen again. he stood straight as a soldier, his heart banged against his ribcage while his eyes recognised the feminine features of a face moulded into the wood. the face had its eyes closed, it’s etchings we’re deep yet not man-made. it was completely natural. so stunningly natural.

the face reminded him so fiercely of so many things that only had one thing in common: her. that thought could make him choke on the air his lungs heaved for desperately.

once, he could be so close to her. hold her face in his hands, feel her warmth like she was the only sun. watch her lips curve into a delicate smile that resemble a bright day with clear skies. to be a subject in her eyes watching as she looked over his face, absorb his own in the full-bloomed valleys beyond her orbs. once. things were far peaceful then they are now.

in his daze of reminiscence a delicate set of six legs attached itself to his helmet. full of fragile light yet bright as a star. it’s wings fluttered, they fanned open and closed. his hand reached to touch the butterfly - something that’s so forbidden to him, so innocent that it flew away as soon as his gloved hand neared it. the butterfly was spooked but so daring of curiosity it still landed on his exterior.

it’s when he noticed that it was her.

all of this was her.

he looked up amongst the scarlet leaves and saw so many butterflies, he could not bare the thought to count all of them.

everything was so still besides these insects, that moved as if there was a breeze to carry their flutters and glides. his reminiscence turned into that of a memory, the final memory of two lovers; forbidden to one another. the emptiness of space was full and time was running out. his eyes peered into the blackness, he imagined how this jagged piece of a planet used to be larger; whole, more defined. the farther he looked the more it thinned its stretch to a pointed edge. his armies stood at attention behind him, ready for his command. for his opponent would be a single woman resting on her knees at the edge of the cliff. she stared into the abyss, her face unseen. her hair flowed with what breeze space could offer. it fanned those strands of the natural platinum blonde hair. it would hardly seem fair - all this fuss for one woman all by herself, seeming to enjoy the quiet of a dead, shattered planet.

he took one step forward. she turned her head just enough to look at him and into his soul with one ferociously green eye that was so fierce yet so vulnerable. like a storm in a forest. there was rage of thunder and the heart-aching sadness of rain. she was in pain. she writhed like the mental agony was physical. his remaining human heart threaten to shatter. but like a lump in his throat he swallowed it down. chained it up. locked it away. abandoned the human urge to feel. because if he did, his feet would make him march to this woman and hold her. beg for her forgiveness, cry, and shout.

he’d renew his curse to feel nothing but anger as he sucked in a breath and exhaled. the noise that came from such action only reminded him that he was a machine of hate.

her fragile features disappeared from his view when she turned her head to view the starred blackness.

“sentinel neytiri te’khan. you have no where left to run. you will take me up on my offer or you will perish here. along with what’s left of your home planet.” his voice shattered the glass of silence. his voice was commanding. it went against all love and desire he still had so much of for her.

“it has been years; of this cat and mouse game you and i play.” she rose to her feet and straightened her spine to a posture of elegance. she stared at the thousands of stars one last time before her heels turned her around gracefully.. she looked the same as the day he lost her, barely aged due to her godhood like status. seeing her eyes though, you could tell this war had aged her soul. she was tired.

neytiri looked at his helmet with a stoic expression. her eyes hung low like she hasn’t slept properly since this had begun. a constant fight of peace and war. good and evil.

life and death.

“anakin..i’m tired. i’m so tired. this cannot go on anymore, i don’t wish to kill you. i cannot kill you. it would go against everything i have done.” neytiri spoke with such voice that only beckoned the gust of winds to shuffle the cloak of darth vader and cause the storm troopers to hesitate shifting their weight onto their opposite foot for better balance.

“you cannot ‘save’ me. i have made my choice and now, you are wasting time in deciding yours.” like a cold piercing blade it stabbed the woman’s heart, made her eyes freeze over. she was stuck looking at the soulless blackness of where his eyes would be staring back at her. she could feel his hold in his gaze. she sighed so sadly.

“would you truly kill me, my love?” she asked.

there was a cold pause that brought a chill to the wind.

“if you do not choose to be an asset to the empire, i will not hesitate.” he answered.

“i know you’re better than this.” her lips frowned, she wore her heart on her sleeve. “i’m sorry. if i only knew sooner, i could have prevented all of this.”

her forest orbs eyed the dark prince reach for his weapon. “make your choice neytiri.”

“i have already made my choice as soon as all of this started.” she said gently. she held her position. “even you are no fool when it came to this. you knew.”

“then die by my hand.” he drew his lightsaber from his belt, the menacing red bled into the greys of the dead planet at a click of a switch. neytiri on the other hand drew no weapon. instead shifted her feet into a stance of a brace.

“no.” she said. “have one last warning by mine.” her hand stretched out, clawing at the invisible fabric of the force. the air was sucked through to her palm. she absorbed it as it balled itself in her small palm. the troopers fell to their knees, weight sucked them down onto the floating island. they struggled to breathe but darth vader. her anakin remained a stoic statue amongst the rest. her hand drew back like she was ready to draw the string of a bow and with a powerful push the ball of force was released.

the ball blasted into an unrelenting gust of wind that shoved everyone backwards. including darth vader. his boots scarred the grey earth with its drag. he fell to his knees yet held onto his lightsaber with a determined grip.

neytiri’s eyes were wild with all sorts of released emotion: anger, pain, regret, grief, sadness. the power of a goddess…vader will never know how much is possible with her.

“i will not let you use me as a tool for war. whether i die or you use me. the balance would be corrupted. even you will feel the wrath of chaos unleashed in my absence. you will regret it.” she clasped her hands together and then swiftly motioned them to her sides. she started to levitate, her hair whirled and spiralled in the air. her body glowed a colour of light that only resembled heaven. it was blinding to everyone but him.

“i will banish you from this place of the galaxy. i banish you from me, the last person that was ambitious enough to fight for your redemption.” her eyes were white hot and so piercing. her whole body was the opposite him. he, the black as night and she, the literal beacon of white. his heart soared with painful awe. “now begone.” she swiped her arm across and the gust of such an ungodly wind knocked everyone to their feet once more. the earth beneath them began to crack. it’s crumbs falling forever in the void of space.

even darth vader was so swarmed in his emotion he dropped his physical guard as the wind mercifully pushed him away from the edge. he fell.

white clad armour occupied his vision as hands reached to him to aid him. frustrated, embarrassed, the dark lord rejected every single bit of help. he pushed himself to his feet. he was far from her to jump and take her hostage and while he could use the force to cripple the earth and pull the smaller island forward…he understood her final message enough to respect it.

if he were to pursue her with such hate in his heart he will die. so will neytiri.

is that what he really wanted?

fate was sealed the moment he were to tread foot on her sacred grounds. he watched her body shape itself into a structure of nature. a symbol of ancient strength as the blinding white light softened and faded away. neytiri was nowhere to be found. the tree flourished with scarlet red leaves and the roots swarmed and swelled the island to permanently attach itself. darth vader stared long enough to notice the silhouette of a face in the heart of the tree.

when he walked away that day, he felt the force be sapped from his arsenal of strengths. he told no one of this and killed the storm troopers one by one on duty that day. so that no one could speak of this final stand between his old love.

he blinked back into reality where he firmly stood in front of the white holy tree. his presence hurt. he could tell. he could feel her yearning, her grief for giving up. it left a bitter taste in his mouth.

he could not be in this place much longer.

“i had a vision of you doing this to yourself.” he confessed. “but i never knew it would be because of me.”

no voice was heard after that. pure silence stilled the environment. there was nothing else to be said. nothing could fix what has been broken for far too many years.

in another life, perhaps, this would have not been the end.

[hercssy]

꒰ ৎ୭ ꒱ . . BELOW ! ‹𝟹

are all my writings from one shots to drabbles to whole ass fanfics with part 1’s - part 100’s ( that’s dramatic but y’know, who doesn’t love a bit of drama ). i hope you enjoy! there will be nsfw works, which will be tagged with symbols and such in case that’s not your thing (;

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. . here lies all my star wars works. smut, nsfw works will be highlighted pink.

𓈒 𓆇 ˚ ANAKIN SKYWALKER. ›

exile. ( cc x oc )

he likes it when you play with his hair …

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. . here lies my marvel works! all smut & nsfw works will be highlighted pink <3

𓈒 𓆇 ˚CHRONICALS OF THE DAMNED. ›

book one. . .

synopsis.

prologue.

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. . here resides my game of thrones writings! all nsfw + smut works will be highlighted pink!

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. . all my house of the dragon works will be listed below! all smut and nsfw works will be highlighted.



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. . here lies all my the walking dead writings. all smuts & nsfw writings will be highlighted pink.

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. . here lies all other characters i write for. since, if i were to jot down all fandoms i write for i would be here for a very long time (: and once again, all smut & nsfw works will be highlighted pink!

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[celestialbeingss]

rebecca king ( bex ) + daryl dixon ❛  you are the most important person in my life.  ❜ < 3

''HM ? WHAT DID YA SAY?'' DARYL RAISED ONE OF HIS EYEBROWS . . . throwing the cigarette he was smoking down onto the ground. He knew smoking was bad for him. But hey; at least something in this world should get you killed , right? If it was not the dead or the people , it would be the nicotine that would put him eight feet under. He also didn't want to believe that he had SUCH a big impact on someone. He was a reckless , emotionally unavailable man that was simply good at the things that were illegal in the old world. He felt way more comfortable in his skin in the new one. What was there to admire about him? But Bex - his Bex was a different story. She came into his life the moment he least expected it. The archer had figured she would leave the day he showed up , covered in walker guts and blood , weapon in hand and with a manic expression on his face. But she didn't. She stayed and tended to his wounds , even when he brushed her help off in the most rude way possible. Telling her to simply ''fuck off'' wasn't enough to make her leave. Matter of fact; nothing he could say made her leave. They stuck together ever since. ''You're real' funny , doll.''

[hercssy]

ITS BEEN WEIGHING HEAVILY ON HER MIND. BACK AND FORWARD, HER MIND WOULD RACE ABOUT, TRYING TO PROVOKE THIS CONVERSATION IN THE RIGHT WAY. but nothing would come to her mind, that would even be a slither of an helping aid to go forward with this kind of conversation. the soldier would have to rip the band-aid off, once and for all.

there were a lot of things she anticipated when she first opened her mouth to word-vomit. the anxiety made her want to throw up what was left in her stomach for lunch. which wasn’t much. her hand would instinctively rest on her stomach, it churned and she would have to look away to compose herself. daryl dixon was someone she didn’t expect to be in love with, her first impression of him was influenced by his older brother merle. she saved his and daryl’s life, they granted her the opportunity to never be alone again.

“i’m, um…i’m not joking.” she said, shoving her hands into the back pockets of her jeans and kicking at the dirt to try and ease out the panic she felt. she wanted to cry with all this heightened fear and emotion. “i’m pregnant, daryl…and it’s yours.” she said with a less confident tone, but she remained truthful. she had to be. she couldn’t lie — she already kept it from him for awhile now, he deserved to know.

her eyes would advert back to him, watching him, her brain overanalysing every detail.

[hercssy]

꒰ ৎ୭ ꒱ . . BELOW ! ‹𝟹

you will find all playlists i’ve made available who’d like to listen to <3. you’ll find just about everything you want & more! i hope…

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૮ ♡ ੭ ︵ㅤ. ✿POV: you’re in an edit ꒱

mixed with all the popular tiktok songs and songs i find are “edit audio” worthy. full of all your fantasies to imagine yourself in an epic video edit all day everyday (:

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૮ ♡ ੭ ︵ㅤ. ✿THIS CALLS FOR EPIC MUSIC ꒱

for all your imagination about going to war, battling for the love of your life, refusing to die and more. epic battle music. everyone needs it.

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૮ ♡ ੭ ︵ㅤ. ✿MAD WORLD: hotd & got ꒱

all songs that remind me of asoiaf franchise is added, including fire & blood.

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૮ ♡ ੭ ︵ㅤ. ✿HIM & HER ꒱

two separate playlists that signify your crush (and basically the love of your life) <3

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[hercssy]

꒰ ৎ୭ ꒱ . . BELOW ! ‹𝟹

you will find my set of rules that i have set in place when it comes to roleplaying with me! please follow them, they are there for a reason :’) i’m not doing it to be an asshole.

𓈒 𓆇 ˚ ONE. › literate rps.

i will only ever do literate roleplays and i am a heavily detailed writer, i ask that if you are interested in roleplaying with me is that you’re the same in this regard! i am only a writer of third person, i don’t do first person or asterisk roleplays!

𓈒 𓆇 ˚ TWO. › dni if….

you’re under 18+, i’m an adult i don’t wanna interact with minors when it comes to roleplaying. dni if you’re against the lgbtq community, if you’re racist and just a downright bully bc i’ll just bully you back. this should go without saying, but do not react if you don’t have basic human decency to respect others. i won’t respect you if you don’t respect me, it goes both ways and i don’t have the time for rude people.

𓈒 𓆇 ˚ THREE. › nsfw.

i am open to most nsfw things, such as smut, blood, guts & gore, kinks, fetishes, etc. however i do have my limits which are: rape, non-con, dubcon, incest, pedophilia, child abuse, abusive relationships. things such as sexual assault or child abuse occurring in a background/backstory is completely fine! i don’t mind that but if we are actively roleplaying it, that’s a big no no.

𓈒 𓆇 ˚ FOUR. › discord only. 

i will only roleplay on discord as it’s easier for me and not to mention, i can make servers for us which will give us so much access to play around with, to make our stories come to life and the relationships we make with the characters! so please add me on discord to actually rp, i don’t mind if you dm here to ask but i do all roleplays on discord!

𓈒 𓆇 ˚ FIVE. › be patient.

i am working and also studying in childcare, so i’m not going to be active all the time to respond or chat. you might see me be active but i’m just looking or responding messages from close friends. i promise i will be patient with you if you can be patient with me <3

𓈒 𓆇 ˚ SIX. › doubling up, ocxcc.

i only do double up roleplays, i will not do 1x1 roleplays so if that’s something you’re looking for i’m not going to be the person for you (: one for one to me is not only fair, but our ocs and plots + timelines can all intertwine which is better immersion and even more interaction in my opinion. i also only do original character x canon character rps ! no ccxcc pls, i’m just not interested in it!

𓈒 𓆇 ˚SEVEN. › ghosting.

ghosting will lead me to removing you from our discord server and my discord in general. ghosting is rude and i won’t appreciate it, if you’re no longer interested in roleplaying with me that’s totally okay! but a message sent my way would be nice — considering i would have created a server and such for us.

𓈒 𓆇 ˚EIGHT. › introduce yourself.

if you’re interested in roleplaying with me, here’s a lil format you can message me with, so i can get to know you! your name, age, pronouns, fandoms you’re interested in, love interests, open to nsfw content.

if you’ve made it down to the bottom, you’ve reached the password: just survive somehow. be sure to place this in your introduction somewhere! i look forward to meeting you all <3

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[hercssy]

꒰ ৎ୭ ꒱ . . BELOW ! ‹𝟹

you will find everything you will need to know about roleplaying with me! such as my writing style, my fandoms, main love interests, portrayals, my ocs and blacklisted characters!

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. . my roleplay style is always roleplaying in third person, i’m heavily detailed as i love to bring a story to life ( which means i also use gifs for this too *wink* ). i only roleplay on discord, as i prefer to make servers and sections to talk ooc, post oc/character shit and have fun while roleplaying! i love to use a lot of media to bring a roleplay + the characters involved come to life. i only roleplay on discord so please add me there and we can discuss plotting, etc. be sure to also read my rules before interacting with me!

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. . my muse for fandoms comes and goes, i think everyone does that anyways — but i’m only just a pm away from asking what my major muses are!

the walking dead

game of thrones

house of the dragon

marvel cinematic universe ( includes xmen )

trueblood

magic mike

jojo’s bizarre adventure

star wars

avatar

stranger things

harry potter

fantastic beasts and where to find them

buffy the vampire slayer

god of war

devil may cry

red dead redemption

baldur’s gate 3

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. . these are my portrayals for each fandom i’m in. those that i will be most confident writing for will be marked blue, the least confident ones will be marked pink. neutral ones will remain black.

┈─𖨂 THE WALKING DEAD :

maggie greene, daryl dixon, carol peletier, carl grimes,dwight, rick grimes, michonne, abraham, glenn rhee, rosita espinosa, gabriel, eugene, princess.

┈─𖨂 GAME OF THRONES :

jon snow, robb stark, tywin lannister, tyrion lannister, cersei lannister, jaime lannister, ned stark, sansa stark, arya stark, daenerys targaryen, khal drogo, the hound, jorah mormont, brienne of tarth, tormund giantsbane, daario naharis, greyworm, oberyn martell, podrick payne, yara greyjoy, theon greyjoy, brandon stark.

┈─𖨂 HOUSE OF THE DRAGON :

rhaenyra targaryen, ser harwin strong, viserys targaryen, jacaerys velaryon, alicent hightower.

┈─𖨂 MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE : 

marc spector, steve rogers, bucky barnes, stephen strange, wade wilson, thor odinson, loki laufeyson, quentin beck, t.h peter parker, a.g peter parker, tony stark, natasha romanoff, kate bishop, wanda maximoff, pietro maximoff, scott lang, t’challa udaku, erik killmonger, druig, thena, sersi, dane whitman, blade, johnny blaze, arthur harrow.

┈─𖨂 TRUEBLOOD :

bill compton, eric northman, sam merlotte, jason stackhouse, sookie stackhouse, tara thornton, jessica hamby, alcide herveaux, hoyt fortenberry, pamela, terry bellefleur.

┈─𖨂 MAGIC MIKE :

magic mike, big dick richie, ken, dallas, adam, tito, tarzan.

┈─𖨂 JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURE :

dio brando, joseph joestar, jotaro kujo, josuke higashikata, rohan kishibe, noriaki kakyoin, kars, eisidsi, wamuu, jolyne kujo.

┈─𖨂 STAR WARS :

anakin skywalker, obi wan kenobi, qui gon jinn, padme amidala, han solo, ashoka tano, luke skywalker, princess leia skywalker, kylo ren, darth maul, rey skywalker, cassian andor, poe dameron, finn, jyn erso, lando calrissian.

┈─𖨂 AVATAR :

neytiri, miles quaritch, spider, neteyam sully, lo’ak sully, kiri augustine, grace augustine, trudy, norman spellman.

┈─𖨂 STRANGER THINGS :

eddie munson, steve harrington, robin buckley, nancy wheeler, jonathan byers, eleven, max mayfield, will byers, mike wheeler, dustin henderson, jim hopper, dimitri antonov, joyce byers, vecna.

┈─𖨂 HARRY POTTER :

harry potter, draco malfoy, remus lupin, hermione granger, bill weasley, sirius black, ginny weasley, luna lovegood, george weasley, fred weasley, ron weasley…+ more if asked.

┈─𖨂 FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM :

gellert grindlewald, albus dumbledore, queenie goldstein, credence barebone, jacob kowalski, theseus scamander.

┈─𖨂 BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER :

buffy summers, dawn summers, spike, willow rosenberg, xander harris, cordelia chase, oz, faith, tara maclay, riley finn, giles.

┈─𖨂 GOD OF WAR :

freya, loki/artreus, tyr, thor, freyr.

┈─𖨂 DEVIL MAY CRY :

dante sparda, nero, vergil sparda, v.

┈─𖨂 RED DEAD REDEMPTION :

dutch van der linde, john marston, jack marston, saddie adler, bill williamson, micah bell.

┈─𖨂 BALDUR’S GATE 3 :

astarion ancunín, gortash, orin, mizora, gale dekarios, karlach, shadowheart, lae’zel, wyll ravengard, halsin, dame aylin, isabel thorm, dammon, jaheira, minthara, ketheric thorm.

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. . these are characters i have blacklisted from portrayals, this means i will refuse to roleplay/write them as love interests. don’t take it to heart though, i just have my reasons :’) more will be added along the way.

┈─𖨂 THE WALKING DEAD :

negan smith, the governor.

┈─𖨂 GAME OF THRONES :

viserys ii targaryen, the night king.

┈─𖨂 HOUSE OF THE DRAGON :

daemon targaryen.

┈─𖨂 MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE :

red skull, thanos.

┈─𖨂 TRUEBLOOD :

sarah newlin, steve newlin, macklyn warlow.

┈─𖨂 MAGIC MIKE :

none tba.

┈─𖨂 JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURE :

none tba.

┈─𖨂 STAR WARS :

none tba.

┈─𖨂 AVATAR :

tuktirey sully.

┈─𖨂 STRANGER THINGS :

billy hargrove.

┈─𖨂 HARRY POTTER :

lord voldemort.

┈─𖨂 FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM :

none tba.

┈─𖨂 BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER :

darla.

┈─𖨂 GOD OF WAR :

none tba.

┈─𖨂 DEVIL MAY CRY :

none tba.

┈─𖨂 RED DEAD REDEMPTION :

none tba.

┈─𖨂 BALDUR’S GATE 3 :

cazador, mystra.

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. . this section is for you to know my go-to love interest and my ocs for them!

┈─𖨂 THE WALKING DEAD :

pamela lennox x negan smith.

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rebecca king x daryl dixon.

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“with you, it’s different.” (mb)

┈─𖨂 GAME OF THRONES :

rebekah skywalker x jon snow.

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“you’re a little tragedy, aren’t you?” (mb)

dawn the wolf-snake x robb stark.

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azura menodora x jaime lannister.

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rhiannon baratheon x the hound.

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“let’s live like flowers” (mb)

┈─𖨂 HOUSE OF THE DRAGON :

jae skywalker x aemond targaryen.

┈─𖨂 MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE :

xena blanc x dane whitman.

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beatrix takahashi x ikaris.

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“effort over words” (mb)

alexis drakos x clint barton.

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katya romanoff x steve rogers.

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vergil volkov x natasha romanoff.

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florance hawley x bucky barnes

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“some mistakes take us to the right place.” (mb)

┈─𖨂 TRUEBLOOD :

freya falkenberg x bill compton.

willow magnolia x sam merlotte.

abigail rivers x alcide herveaux.

┈─𖨂 MAGIC MIKE :

mara larsen x magic mike.

tanya cruz x dallas.

sophie henderson x big dick richie.

┈─𖨂 JOJO’S BIZARRE ADVENTURE :

keres masako x jotaro kujo.

liliana romanova x kars.



┈─𖨂 STAR WARS : 

neytiri te khan x anakin skywalker.

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“we lived a life of ‘almost’” (mb)

“she lives the poetry she cannot write.” (mb)

ciri creed x han solo.

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“meant to happen but not to last.” (mb)

nebula zraa x luke skywalker.

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“souls don’t meet by accident.” (mb)

┈─𖨂 AVATAR :

akila te sekra’at petani’ite x jake sully.

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“the trees told me about you.” (mb)

┈─𖨂 STRANGER THINGS :

dahlia moone x jim hopper.

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“have you ever met someone that is sunshine in human form?” (mb)

veronika antonov x dimitri antonov.

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“all i see is you.” (mb)

reagan cunningham x eddie munson.

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┈─𖨂 FANTASTIC BEASTS AND WHERE TO FIND THEM :

jupiter ‘juno’ seagrave x newt scammander.

┈─𖨂 BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER :

unnamed oc x angel.

┈─𖨂 DEVIL MAY CRY :

sersi endo x nero.

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unnamed oc x dante sparda.

unnamed oc x vergil sparda.

┈─𖨂 RED DEAD REDEMPTION :

chenoa abraham x arthur morgan.

┈─𖨂 BALDUR’S GATE 3 :

rhaenyra targaryen x astarion ancunín.

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“fight for your fairytale.” (mb)

adenora rose x gale dekarios.

ninat ani’kiirr x karlach.

┈─𖨂 GREY’S ANTANTOMY :

silvana rossi x derek shepherd

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“his eyes were blue.” (mb)

┈─𖨂 SCREAM/HORROR :

kenna lloyd x billy loomis

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“plot twist: he likes you” (mb)

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[gameofthronesdaily]

RICHARD MADDEN as ROBB STARK Game of Thrones | S01E01  

[hercssy]

𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐓 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒

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