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Hunger

luffy & jealousy + possessiveness

per this request from my 500 follower event!

❤︎ luffy x fem reader ❤︎

༉‧₊˚✧ (nsfw, afab!reader, 18+ only) ༉‧₊˚✧

cw: jealousy, infatuation, breast play, oral (f receiving), first-time-sex, wall-sex, messy sex, possessive sex, use of “say you’re mine”, fluff.

summary: luffy is confused about his emotions, therapist/mother robin to the rescue, luffy is jealous of seeing reader with someone else, luffy confesses his love for reader, reader is a bit of a tease, luffy is a bit of a softdom, luffy is silly, fluff, possessive sex ensues.

word count: ~5,000

tagging: @luckycheesecakeangel @missmugiwara @bby-deerling @3v37773 @laylaloves-ed @shamblespirate @lowkeycasanova @maddddstuff

Hunger

Luffy is a force to be reckoned with.

A dream-driven man with a stong heart and big goals.

The strawhat captain seems to always possess an infectiously optimistic and cheerful demeanor, seemingly boundless in its exuberance.

And yet, something seemed to shift in Luffy when you joined his crew.

Something foreign stirred within the rubber man’s heart at the sight of you with someone else.

His once unwavering buoyant spirit falters, replaced by a gnawing sense of unease. His demeanor, once brimming with optimism, now bore traces of insecurity and envy, casting an unusual shadow over his usual vibrant presence.

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As he sits alone on the deck of The Sunny, his gaze lifts towards you nestled in the crow's nest alongside Usopp, sharing laughter and conversation as you peer through the telescope onto the open sea.

A knot begins to tighten in his stomach, a feeling he’s never experienced before. It’s a surge of conflicting emotions—longing mingled with frustration, desire tempered by insecurity. He can’t quite place it; it’s alien, unsettling, and leaves him feeling confused and frustrated by its elusivity.

He balls his fists, shuts his eyes tightly and wrinkles his nose before letting out a frustrated sigh. What was happening to him? He’s going to be the King of the Pirates, he can’t be held back by something he doesn’t even understand.

This uncharted territory challenges Luffy. He’s always been fearless, plunging himself into uncertain situations without a second thought; blinding following his heart as he charges through predicaments with a wide smile and laughter as his battle cry. His courage knows no bounds, once he sets his mind to something, he'll stop at nothing to achieve it.

Yet, in this moment of solitude on the deck, he finds himself grappling with an emotion entirely alien to him. Despite his typical determination to conquer any challenge, this unfamiliar tide of jealousy erodes his confidence, tickles his skin and buries its way into his conscience, leaving him exposed and adrift in uncertainty.

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Robin is quiet in her approach, slipping beside the captain completely unnoticed as his eyes are still screwed shut, internally wrestling with his emotions.

“Luffy,” the tall woman says quietly, placing a gentle hand on her captain’s shoulder, “Are you alright?”

Luffy's eyes flicker open at the touch of Robin's hand on his shoulder, surprise evident in his expression as he turns to look at her. He finds solace in her motherly presence, her calm demeanor a soothing contrast to the turmoil raging within him.

For once, he takes a moment to gather his thoughts before responding, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I- I don't know, Robin. Something feels off. Never felt like this before."

Robin's gaze softens, her understanding evident as she meets his eyes. "Emotions can be complex, Luffy. Even the strongest of us struggle with them from time to time." She rubs soothing circles into his shoulder as she speaks, “Can you describe what you’ve been feeling?”

Luffy lets out a long exhale, his shoulders relaxing under Robin's soothing touch.

"It's like... there's this tight knot in my chest," he begins, his voice uncharacteristically hesitant, "I've always charged into things without thinking too much, but now... it's different. There's this feeling of... of wanting something I can't have, and it's driving me crazy."

"Are you thinking about something or someone in particular?" Robin inquires, sensing the shift in his persona.

Luffy's gaze shifts, his expression reflecting a mix of hesitation and vulnerability. "Yeah... I'm thinking about her," he confesses, eyes darting upwards to you in the crow’s nest, his voice barely above a whisper.

Robin hums and nods understandingly, her eyes empathetic as she waits for him to continue.

"She's always been there, you know?" Luffy continues, his voice gaining strength with each word. "But seeing her up there with Usopp... it's like a punch to the gut. What does that mean, Robin?"

The tall woman chuckles warmly, impressed by her captain’s vulnerability.

“I think you’re jealous, captain,” she speaks kindly, but there’s a hint of amusement evident in her tone.

"Jealous?" the rubber man questions.

"It’s a natural emotion that arises when we feel threatened by the possibility of losing something or someone we care about to someone else." she begins, "It can stem from a fear of being replaced or left behind, or from a deep-rooted desire to possess what we perceive as rightfully ours," Robin elaborates, her tone patient and empathetic.

Luffy reacts with immediate defiance, as is his custom, shaking his head adamantly in denial.

"Me? Jealous? Pfft, no way!" he retorts, his stubbornness evident in his refusal to accept her diagnosis.

Robin offers a knowing smile, recognizing Luffy's typical reluctance to acknowledge his vulnerabilities.

"Luffy, it's okay to feel jealous," she reassures him, her voice gentle yet firm. "It's a natural part of being human. It’s completely normal to feel this way, especially when it comes to matters of the heart. It doesn't make you any less strong or brave."

Luffy grumbles under his breath, still reluctant to admit to himself that he's experiencing such a seemingly weak emotion.

"But think about it, Luffy," Robin continues, her tone encouraging. "Jealousy shows that you care deeply about this person, that they mean a lot to you. It's a sign of the strength of your feelings."

Luffy's expression softens as he considers Robin's words, a flicker of understanding dawning in his eyes.

"Maybe you're right, Robin," he admits reluctantly, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "But what do I do about it?"

"Well, first, you acknowledge your feelings," she advises, "Then, you talk about them, like you're doing now.”

Determination has found him again, and Luffy rises from the deck, courage etched into every line of his expression. He turns to Robin, his eyes alight with determination.

"I'm going to talk to her!" he declares, his voice ringing with a familiar conviction.

Robin smiles, her pride evident as she nods in approval. "I'm proud of you, Luffy. Remember, honesty and sincerity will always guide you."

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With those words echoing in his mind, Luffy sets off across the deck, his heart pounding with anticipation. As he approaches the crow’s, his nerves threaten to overwhelm him, but he pushes them aside, focusing on the goal ahead, like he always does.

Luffy ascends the steps to the crow's nest with a determined stride, his heart beating a steady rhythm of courage. As he reaches the top, he finds you and Usopp engrossed in conversation, your laughter mingling with the gentle breeze.

"Hey, Luffy!" Usopp greets him with a wide grin, but Luffy's focus remains on you.

"I need to talk to you!" Luffy blurts out.

You look up at your captain, surprise flickering across your features at his sudden request.

"Sure, Luffy! What's on your mind?"

“J-Just come with me!” the strawhat captain stammers.

You exchange a curious glance with Usopp before nodding, intrigued by Luffy's urgency. Following him down from the crow's nest, you make your way to his quarters so you can talk in private.

"What's going on, Luffy?" you ask, concern knitting your brow as you take in the seriousness etched into his expression.

But instead of answering, he simply rushes forwards, abruptly pressing you against the wall and immediately closing the distance by crashing his lips onto yours.

“Mm!” you let out a surprised whimper as your captain’s lips roughly meet yours.

Caught completely off guard by Luffy's sudden and bold move, you freeze for a moment, your mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions. His lips against yours ignite a fire within you, stirring feelings you never knew existed.

As his kiss deepens, you find yourself responding instinctively, melting into the warmth of his embrace. His lips are rough and chapped but you don’t care, you just want this to continue. The world around you fades away, leaving only the sensation of his lips moving against yours, the beat of his heart echoing in sync with your own.

When Luffy finally pulls back, his eyes search yours, filled with a mixture of uncertainty and longing.

"I... I'm sorry," he stammers, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "I just... I had to do that."

But before he can say more, you reach out and gently cup his face in your hands, a soft smile playing on your lips.

"Luffy, it's okay," you reassure him, your voice barely above a whisper. "I've been wanting to do that for a long time too."

Relief floods over Luffy's features, his eyes sparkling with joy as he realizes that his feelings are reciprocated. Without another word, he pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you close as if never wanting to let go.

“What finally made you do it, Luffy?” you whisper softly, the inquiry warm against his neck.

Luffy pulls back slightly, his gaze meeting yours with a mixture of bashfulness and determination.

"I couldn't hold it in any longer," your captain admits, his voice barely above a whisper. "Seeing you up there in the crow's nest, laughing and talking with Usopp... I realized how much you mean to me. I didn't want to waste any more time pretending that I didn't feel this way."

Your heart swells at his confession, the warmth of his words enveloping you like a comforting embrace.

"I'm glad you didn't," you reply softly, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "I've been wanting to kiss you for so long."

A grin spreads across Luffy's face, his eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Me too," he admits, leaning in to brush his lips against yours once more.

“So captain,” you whisper sensually into his mouth, running a finger down his scarred chest, “You were jealous?”

Luffy’s breath hitches in his throat at your advancement; the feeling of your fingertip gliding down his body makes his skin tingle with something new. It’s exhilarating, arousing.

“Y-Yes, y/n,” your captain stammers, his voice uncharacteristically shy, “I was so jealous..”

“Mmm,” you hum softly, eyes blown with lust as you gaze up at him, “Why don’t you show me just how jealous you were?”

Luffy's breath catches in his throat at your sultry suggestion, his heart pounding with desire as he meets your gaze, filled with a hunger that mirrors his own.

Without a word, he leans in closer, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that ignites a fire within both of you. His hands roam eagerly over your body, tracing every curve and eliciting soft moans of pleasure from your lips.

His kiss is primal, not practiced; he’s simply acting on instinct, letting human nature take the reigns.

“Oh, Luffy,” you whimper into his mouth, bringing your hands up to tangle your fingers in his mess of dark hair.

As the heat between you intensifies, Luffy's passion burns bright, fueled by the jealousy that had consumed him moments before.

Luffy's hands explore your body with an eagerness that sends shivers down your spine. Each touch, each caress, is fueled by a primal desire to claim you as his own, to show you just how fiercely he wants you.

His movements are hurried and clumsy, he’s clearly out of his element, but you couldn’t care less, you just want his hands on you, regardless of how haphazardly they behave.

His hands roam hungrily over your sides, leaving a trail of fire in their wake as he pulls you closer.

“Y/n,” the captain rasps into your mouth, “Need you”

You shiver at the rasp of his voice against your lips, the urgency in his touch igniting something fierce within you.

“Then take me, Captain,”

Your words hang in the air, charged with desire and anticipation, as you meet his gaze with unwavering intensity. In that moment, there's no hesitation, no doubt.

With a primal growl of need, he crushes his chapped lips to yours once more, his touch becoming more urgent, more desperate as he pulls you closer.

His calloused hands travel up your torso to grasp your breasts through your shirt, making you let out a whimper at the sensation. He’s rough, not thinking twice as he lets his yearning speak for him; undeniably Luffy.

Lost in the heat of the moment, you give yourself over completely to him, surrendering to the intoxicating pull of his touch and the overwhelming emotions that consume you both.

You let your eyes roll back as Luffy presses you harder into the wall, the grip he has on your breasts never faltering as he haphazardly snakes his tongue into your mouth.

“Mm, L-Luffy-” you whine, letting your captain have his way with you.

“All mine,” he groans into your open mouth, “You’re all mine.”

A playful smirk curves your lips as you pull back just slightly, teasing him with your proximity.

You know your captain can’t ignore a challenge.

“Prove it,” you whisper sensually.

Without a word, he responds with actions rather than words, his hands moving with purpose as he trails kisses down your neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. His touch is possessive, claiming you as his own with each caress, each tender stroke.

You gasp at the intensity of his touch, your body arching into his as he keeps you pressed firmly against the wall.

An amused chuckle rumbles out of his chest as your body melts to his touch.

He continues down your neck, speaking into your skin in between kisses,

"You like that, don't 'cha?"

His kisses are rough and quick, but they leave your skin goosebump-ridden and undeniably needy, eliciting moans of pleasure from your lips as he trails down to your chest.

"Off, off," the captain whines eagerly, his hands tugging impatiently at the hem of your shirt. His urgency sparks a giggle from you, and you oblige his needy request, slowly peeling the garment from your body, revealing the bare expanse of your skin underneath.

As the fabric falls away, his eyes widen, drinking in the sight before him with unabashed hunger.

With your shirt removed, you feel a rush of exhilaration, basking in the raw desire reflected in Luffy's eyes. You shyly turn your head, blood rushing to your face as his gaze roams hungrily over your exposed skin, his breath growing heavier with each passing moment.

“W-Woah!” he exclaims, astonished, “You look so beautiful!”

Without hesitation, he leans in, his lips trailing a path of fire along your collarbone, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. Your breath hitches at the sensation, your hands instinctively tangling in his hair as you pull him closer.

He’s hot to the touch and his breath is no different, sending a rush of heat down to find its home in your core.

Your legs suddenly feel weak, threatening to give out beneath you at the intensity of the situation; Luffy’s hands exploring your body, his rough lips against your skin. It's magnificent, allconsuming.

“Luffy,” you whimper, desperate for more stimulation.

The strawhat captain chuckles warmly against your skin, pleased at your desperation.

“Ya must really want me, huh?” he teases, sinking to his knees in front of you.

You playfully swat at the top of his head as he assumes his new position.

“Oh shush,” you tease, sucking in your bottom lip between your teeth as you watch Luffy bite at the waistband of your skirt.

As Luffy kneels before you, a mischievous glint dances in his eyes, his fingers deftly working at the waistband of your skirt. With a playful tug, he begins to slide the fabric down your legs, his movements slow and deliberate as he reveals more of your trembling form.

As the fabric finally pools at your feet, you stand before him completely exposed, your skin flushed with arousal and anticipation. Luffy's gaze roams unapologetically over your body, his expression one of pure hunger as he takes in the sight.

To your astonishment, you could just make out the faint hint of drool pooling at the corners of his lips.

Without a word, he leans in closer, his breath hot against your skin as he presses his lips to the sensitive flesh of your inner thigh. A soft gasp escapes your lips at the sensation, your fingers tangling in his hair as you urge him closer, desperate for more of his touch.

In this moment, there's no room for hesitation or restraint—only the overwhelming need to lose yourself in the ecstasy of his touch, to surrender completely to his advancements.

As Luffy's lips trail higher along your inner thigh, a shiver of anticipation courses through you, your breath hitching with each tender kiss. His touch is electrifying, sending waves of pleasure cascading through your body and leaving you yearning for more.

“Can’t wait to taste you,” he rasps quietly against your flesh.

You feel a surge of heat pooling in your core, aching to be released, as Luffy's warm breath fans against your skin. With each passing moment, the intensity of the sensation builds, drawing you closer to the edge of ecstasy.

You cling to him desperately, your fingers threading through his hair as you guide him ever closer to the source of your desire.

“P-Please, Captain,” you whine.

And when his lips finally meet your clothed slit, you let out a soft cry of pleasure, the sensation overwhelming in its intensity.

He immediately hooks a finger beneath your panties, unable to resist any longer, he tugs the fabric aside, revealing your soaking cunt.

He lets out a pleased sigh, pupils growing wide with hunger at the heavenly sight.

His tongue meets your slit immediately, not even waiting a second before it starts hungrily slipping up and down your aching sex.

“Mm, L-Luffy!” you stammer, letting out a weak cry of pleasure.

Luffy's ministrations are relentless, each flick of his tongue sending you spiraling further into the depths of pleasure.

He lets out a hearty moan into your cunt as he continues his efforts,

“Damn, you taste so delicious, y/n.”

As Luffy’s tongue continues to trace patterns of pure bliss, you begin to lose your composure, breathing growing heavy as you seem to melt into the wall you’re pressed against.

With a primal growl of ravenousness, Luffy takes your thigh in his hand, his touch both firm and gentle as he raises your leg to rest it upon his strong shoulder. The new position grants him even greater access to his feast, allowing him to delve deeper into your most intimate depths.

“O-Oh, Captain-!” you moan shakily, engrossed with the feeling of his hot tongue meeting new parts of your pussy.

He's messy and uncoordinated, slobbering all over your cunt as he devours it feverishly.

Your breaths come in quick, shallow gasps, chest rising and falling with the rhythm of your arousal. Your cheeks flush with warmth, the heat of your pleasure painting your face in crimson. Your skin feels feverish under Luffy’s tongue, each flick igniting a blaze of euphoria that spreads through your body and leaves you trembling.

His movemenrts are undeniably sloppy, but beneath the messiness, there’s an unmistakable underbelly of desperation, hunger, longing.

With each passing moment, the intensity of the pleasure builds, drawing you closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. You cling to him desperately, your fingers digging into his shoulders as you surrender completely to the overwhelming sensation.

“L-Luffy,” you huff weakly, “I-I’m close-”

The rubber man doubles his efforts, flicking his tongue more feverishly now, latching onto your clit and sucking hard at the aching nub.

"Mmm, y/n-"

In an instant, you’re gushing onto his tongue, making him groan heartily as he laps up all of your essence.

You bask in the glow of your pleasure, legs trembling as you struggle to stand, face flushed hot with the intensity of your oirgasm.

Luffy's laughter rings out, a joyful sound that fills the air as he rises from his knees, his eyes sparkling with both pleasure and amusement.

“That was so fun!”

With a playful grin, he leans in, capturing your gasping mouth with his own in a searing kiss.

“Wanna have more fun with ya,” the captain smirks.

His urgency makes you giggle, blush decorating your cheeks. With a playful grin of your own, you nod eagerly, your heart pounding with anticipation.

“I want you so badly, Luffy,” you nip at his neck.

He wastes no time in tugging his pants down as his tongue dances with yours, his cock springing free and hitting against his toned abdomen with a lewd smack.

He chuckles into your mouth at the sensation, amused by his own arousal.

His desisres and primal and raw, and he can’t shake his unwavering desire to be inside you.

In an instant, Luffy lifts you effortlessly into his arms, pressing you against the wall with a new sense of urgency. Your heart races as you feel his powerful muscles flexing beneath you, his warmth enveloping you in a comforting embrace.

“L-Luffy-”

You gasp at the suddenness of his movement, your body tingling with anticipation as he holds you close, his gaze locked with yours in a silent promise of passion. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.

“W-Wanna be in you,” he rasps into the dip of your neck, his breath hot against your flesh, “Wanna show you you’re all mine.”

As you’re suspended against the wall in his arms, he brings a hand down to grasp his needy cock, moving forwards to begin rubbing it against your weeping slit, the friction making you whimper with need.

As Luffy continues to rub himself against your slick folds, the intensity of the sensation builds; each movement sends a jolt of pleasure coursing through your body, leaving you gasping and whimpering with need.

“Luffy,” you whine, “Please, fuck me-”

Your captain chuckles at your desperation, continuing his efforts as he groans softly into your collarbone.

“You’re so warm,” he sighs shakily, “Gonna squeeze me so tight.”

Your skin tingles with anticipation as you feel him pressing against you, his cock hard and eager against your aching core.

His tip meets your entrance with a precautionary nudge, and he glaces up at you, a wide smile decorating his face.

“You ready for me?” he asks, his voice filled with anticipation and a hint of mischief.

“Yes, Luffy,” you whimper, your voice laden with need, “Please-”

And with that, Luffy presses forward, his cock sliding effortlessly into your slick heat. A gasp escapes your lips as you feel him filling you completely, stretching you in all the right ways.

“O-Oh, captain!” you moan, letting your eyes roll back in your skull as he stuffs you full.

He groans heartily as he buries himself deep inside your tight heat, pressing you harder into the wall as he finally bottoms out.

“Damnit,” he rasps, slurring his words as pleasure consumes him, “S-So tight-never felt this before-”

His admission sends a thrill of satisfaction coursing through you, knowing that you are the one who has ignited this newfound passion within him.

Soon enough, he’s pulling his hips back to thrust into you, completely driven by instinct.

With each thrust, he drives deeper, his movements becoming more urgent and intense. You cling to him desperately, your nails digging into his muscular back as you cry out in pleasure.

His thrusts are feverish and uncoordinated, but the way his tip kisses your cervix has you seeing stars, and you simply can’t get enough.

“Luffy-!" you whine, “F-Fuck-”

As he continues to move inside you, his groans of pleasure fill the air, mingling with your own cries of ecstasy.

You can feel him trembling with pleasure, his body pressed against yours as he loses himself in the intoxicating sensation of being engulfed in you.

"Y/n," he groans, his voice shaky and raspy, the intensity of his desire evident in every word. "Say it," he grits his teeth as he speaks, his movements becoming more urgent with each passing moment. "Say you're mine."

Your head feels fuzzy and your vision is hazy as Luffy continues pounding into you, filling you with only visions of him and his brutal thrusts.

“I-I’m yours, Luffy-!” you whine, your voice becoming hoarse, “I’m all yours-!”

"Good," the rubber man chuckles, a wide, toothy grin tugging at his lips as he revels in your admission, "That's what I want to hear."

He leans forward, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of your neck as he continues to drive into you with increasing fervor. Each thrust is more forceful than the last, the sensation of his teeth against your skin sending a jolt of pleasure coursing through you.

“F-Fuck, L-Luffy,” you curse shakily, feeling the coil tighten in your lower stomach as you rapidly approach the brink of your impending orgasm.

“Yeah?” he groans, “Are ya close baby? I can feel ya shaking,” he giggles, his skin meeting yours with a lewd smack with each thrust.

Despite the roughness of his actions, there's a tenderness in his touch—a raw, primal need to possess you completely. With each bite, each thrust, he claims you as his own, leaving no doubt in your mind as to where you belong.

“Y-Yes, captain,” you moan unapologetically, “Please d-don’t stop-!”

As he rams into you with reckless abandon, you can feel the tension building within you, the pressure of his desire pushing you closer and closer to the edge. With each passing moment, the fire of your passion burns hotter and hotter, threatening to consume you both in its fiery embrace.

“Fuck, y/n-”

He groans through gritted teeth as he reaches his own peak, trembling as he holds you up. With one final, brutal thrust, he spills his hot cum deep inside you, painting your insides white with his release.

You reach your own climax in tandem with him, the intensity of your orgasm hitting you like a freight train. Your legs shake uncontrollably as they remain wrapped around his waist, the waves of pleasure washing over you with an undeniable force.

“L-Luffy,” you whimper, overwhelmed by pleasure, clinging to him desperately.

You collapse into each other's arms, spent and sated, basking in the glow of your shred ecstasy.

“Mine.” Luffy giggles, rubbing comforting circles into the apple of your cheek as he kisses you gently.

“Yours,” you smile against his lips.

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.

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Random Elden Ring Rant (Contains Spoilers, VERY LONG)

So, the Numen. We can choose it as a character preset, which tells us they come from another world, or another land. I say "or another land" because historically, America is referred to as the "New World," but it's not a separate planet. However, translations from the Japanese version of the game suggest that the world they come from is one of spirits, the dead, etc., so it could definitely be a Literal other world.

Marika is (rumored to be) a Numen, as are the Black Knife Assassins that participated in the Night of Black Knives.

If Marika is Numen, then it stands to reason so is Radagon, since they are the same person in the same body. This means their children together, Malenia and Miquella (and now presumably Messmer since he has red hair like Radagon, but Miyazaki said that he's the child of Marika, so unless there's another red-haired hottie running around the Lands Between, Radagon is the father), are also Numen. This also means that other children of Marika/Radagon are half-Numen.

It seems Numen are not a single ethnicity, but a whole race of people, with various different contradicting skin tones and hair colors. The template in the character creator has medium-dark skin and brown hair. Marika has pale skin and golden hair (possibly changed to be gold from the Greater Will's influence) and Radagon has the same skin with fiery red hair. We know from the Giant's Red Braid item description (below) that Radagon was either cursed by the Fire Giants or simply born with red hair. I mean...no item descriptions suggest he was born with it...but if I was born with hair I hated, I would blame it on a curse too. Though, to be fair, it IS the same color as the Fire Giants' hair.

Also the Black Knife Assassins have no physical form, so we can't discern their hair or skin colors.

So skin tone seems like a non-factor, but Hair is much harder to parse, due to half the Numen in the game having fiery hair and pronouns. The game says nothing about Marika's hair changing to gold, so it may have always been that color, leading me to believe that indeed, Numen are just...magic humans from a land far away...she's just blonde.

WELP.

That's all cool, but what is the culture of the Numen like? Well we can see that they have a very strong affinity for women and femininity. Not only is Marika, the most powerful Numen we know, a woman...all of the Black Knives are women. Additionally, if we choose to believe that Malenia and Miquella are Numen, this fact is further evidenced by Malenia's being a strong warrior woman (she is literally a Valkyrie) and Miquella's own complex gender identity. Miquella was (supposedly) born male, but presented as rather feminine/androgynous all his life. While Malenia is a masculine woman and reflects Radagon, Miquella is a feminine boy reflecting Marika. Not to mention that Miquella is ALMOST DEFINITELY Saint Trina, who is exclusively referred to as feminine.

In addition to the stong feminine aspects of Numen society apparent in the overabundance of strong fem-presenting characters, the description of Marika's Hammer suggests that women in Numen society (like Marika) have a role as destroyers and warriors, while men (Radagon) have a role of construction and repair.

"Queen Marika shattered the Elden Ring and Radagon attempted to repair it."

Again, this is just speculation, and the mythological actions of Radagon/Marika are likely motivated by a mutlitude of things (namely, the Greater Will constantly looming over them, the presence of the Elden Beast constantly lurking just under the surface), but I'm making do with what I have.

Also, back to genetics of the Numen again for a second, of all Radagon and Marika's children outside of the ones they had together (Messmer and the Twin Empyreans), most of them seem to inherit Radagon/Marika's hair.

Radagon and Rennala's kids, Radahn, Rykard, and Ranni, (presumably) have red hair. We never actually see Ranni's hair pre-doll form, so I'm assuming it's red lkke her brothers'.

Marika and Godfrey's kids, Godwyn, Mohg, and Morgott, all have either pale hair or no hair (Mohg has no hair visible on account of all the omen horns).

So it seems like the genes of Numen are incredibly dominant, even dominating the gene pool multiple generations after the first. Godwyn's kids, Godrick and Godefroy, have the same hair color as he does. Malenia's "daughters," although not genetically related to her, all seem to have gained her red hair through exposure to her Scarlet Aeonia. This may also be true of the Cleanrot Knights, but they could also have plucked the red hairs from Fire Giants or Leonine Misbegotten and used them as decor for their armor.

Even merely interacting with a Numen as powerful as Marika, or her direct children, can change one's appearance irreversably. Sure, this could all likely be from her status as a God, but who knows how powerful the average Numen could become if granted the strength? We become Elden Lord after all.

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nanamistie · 6 months

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Can you do haikyuu boys reacting to fem!s/o crushing a watermelon between their thighs like it nothing🌚🌚

(Not just crush makes it explode👀👀)

Ofc i can ( ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)

Imagine,you're a woman who has big thighs,but they're not fat, they're muscular. And one day, you and one of the hq boys went together on a picnic. You had a basket with lots and lots of food, such as home made sandwiches, some cupcakes, brownies and a watermelon. You two were enjoying the food and then came across the watermelon.

“Babe, can you give me the knife?” you say while looking at the watermelon. “Sure” he says. He looks through the basket and realize, that you don’t have one. “We must’ve had forgotten it” he says. You sigh “Well then-” you say before grabbing the watermelon and putting it between your thighs. You quickly wrap your legs around it and squeeze it hardly, and just like that, the watermelon almost explodes in half.

He just stares. Jaw down to the ground. He doesn't even know what shocked him: the fact that you were that strong to do that or how your thighs looked while. "I-" he clears his throat "wow, I...am...wow... I'm speechless". You just laugh at his reaction "Oh come on, love, you're not the only one with big stong thighs". He smirks "Well I actually love that~" you both laugh.

DAICHI MY MAAN, Asashi (bear with me), Osamu, Ushijima, Aone.

He would take it as a competition, he would be like: "Oh yeah? I can do that too!" Then he like grabs a small chunk of crushed (by your majestic thighs) watermelon and puts it between his legs. The he tries to squeeze it, but fails miserably. You take it the chunk in your hand and crush it and he says: "Well, I got it loosed for you" he hufs and then we would act so dramatic, pleaseee.

Tanaka, BOKUTO, Hinata, Oikawa (do not argue on this-).

Complains and acts like he didn't just drool over your gorgeous thighs. "You ruined the watermelon." You look offended like you just wanted to help. "I'm sorry, i didn't mean to do that,we just, didn't have other ways to do it" He sees that you looked at him with a pout so he quickly says "It looked kinda cool tho.." You end up teasing him all night, teehee, he loves you so much, he loves everything about you.

Tsukisima (of course), Kenma, Kageyama, Kyotani.

He would flirt so much pleaseeeee. He would stare at your thighs, then at the watermelon and then at you and with the biggest smirk and a bit of blush, he would say: "DAAAMN, DO THAT TO ME" you look at him like -__- but when he sees that you blushed too he would tease you,omg.

Terushima, Kuroo, Atsumu, Iwazumi, Nishinoya (he would).

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Sorry for the waittttt. I hope you like it 🫶

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iamcrazyforkdramas · 6 months

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I admit that Strong Girl Nam soon does not the strong hook factor that many kdramas have, that make you want to watch more. There is a lot of jumbled storylines and a lot of things are happening which are not so interesting to watch. (Currently am only watching coz of Ryu Shi oh, coz hot damn, that villian is some fine villian). But, one thing I realised today, that we /need/ dramas like them. I need some goofy dramas where the female lead can beat up people who have wronged her if she wished to do so, coz she is powerful enough to do it, and powerful enough to make it hurt.

Yes, I have seen dramas where the FL gets their revenge in a satisfyingly gruesome way....but there are some days where I am too jaded by real life to have the energy to sit through scaens where they are abused (coz those are the days when the slightest hint can become a trigger for my memories).....there are days where I just want goofiness onscreen and the woman winning. Sometimes I just want to see her breaking that bone just because she can and coz handbroken bone soup tastes must better (I also enjoy the awe she brings and how the peers wouldn't dare to cross her). I want to see casual retaliation by the woman which results in broken bones and broken teeth coz they dared to make her angry. Strong Girl do bong soon, and Strong woman nam soon, and two such shows for me and I am eternally grateful. There are days where the casual mention of abuse/violence against woman that kdramas incorporate into their story lines become triggering, but I still want to enjoy my silly romance and feel the joy of women being strong enough to beat them all up.

So, Thank you nam soon and family.

I would still be rooting for you to end up with the villian thou coz I have a crush on him. The policeman is cute too...you can keep him around too, I would understand..heheh

#stong woman nam soon #super strength #ryu shi oh #nam soon #thepoilceguyidon'tknowname of #grandma #mother #and the rest of the family #rant #random thoughts #kdrama

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victimsofyaoipoll · 10 months

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Round 1

Propaganda Under Cut

Chi-Chi

I think the fandom has had a turnaround on her in recent years, so the Chi-chi abuse has abated quite a bit from what I've seen, but for the longest time your standard Goku/Vegeta fic included SOME manner of sidelining her HARD, if not outright villainizing her or killing her off for convenience. Fuck, I'm guilty of it, even. I've seen meta and fics that go on and on about how she's abusive or ignorant or a bad wife or an overnearing mother or useles, and seen episodes where she's put aside as a gag, the nagging wife of Goku. Poor Chi-chi...she is so great and pure-hearted and stong-willed and yeah she's a bit of a tiger-mom and her name is a pun for tiddies but she loves her family and kicks-ass and she was done so dirty by the franchise and the fans for so long I wanna marry her.

Being a victim of yaoi is just one of the many ways Chi-Chi gets fucked over by the fandom. She also gets degraded for being a nag (wanting her family to be safe and not fight) and stopping her son from reaching his full potential (not wanting her son, who is anywhere from 5 to 11 depending, to be killed in a big alien fight). In this case, though, she gets killed off, divorced, or otherwise fucked over so her husband Goku can bang local genocidal maniac and fandom babygirl Vegeta. Bulma (who is canonically Vegeta's love interest) gets some of this too, but Chi-Chi's treatment tends to be worse since the fandom hates her already.

She's the wife of the main character Goku who is poorly written and consistently presented as a domineering nag as part of that classic sidesplitting routine. The very creator of the manga himself has admitted he hates drawing her and only kept her around as a punishment to himself. Because she's a loud woman people will shove her aside and completely ignore her to ship Goku with his rival Vegeta (which does also involve neglecting Vegeta's wife Bulma but more people at least like Bulma as a character.) She is consistently demonized by the fandom and I have even seen some go so low as to as to ignore her so they can ship Frieza, one of the biggest and most obviously evil antagonists of the franchise, with Goku.

Every Supernatural Woman

Supernatural is so mean to women and committed to queerbaiting but it still gives Sam and Dean lovers to kill. The writers kill and villainize them and the fans get the few that remain

wincest and destiel shippers cannot handle the idea of their blorbos having a Woman THREATENING their SHIPS god FORBID

It literally used to be a running joke that if a female character got introduced you knew she was going to die soon because fans would react so negatively to her "stealing" one of the boys away from the big ship, whether it be destiel or wincest

#poll #round 1 #chi chi #dragon ball #supernatural

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let-me-be-or-perish · 5 months

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sarah j maas cannot write.

she created this weird standars in fanatsy literature and in romance that if you're not a sexually active straight white woman you feel like you're back in the 1800 century.

the way than that female characters are treated both by the men, or should i say males? and the fandom is disgusting.

but i kind of get why the fandom treat them like that, she was the one that make them seen like that.having no agency at all.

and she pushes this old and dateted ideology of women that instead of use that as a lent to show how women till now have been seen and live is seen as a stadnard, something that should be idolized and wanted. when it's not.

for her a women can be only stong if she pick up a sword, fight and it's rude, but at the same time are so recessive and submessive to their male mates and ready to be nothing in orther to be with him

becuse of that women then, women who does not fit this mold are seen as less, they are not women.

maybe, her problem is that she doesn't understand women.

not every women has the same dreams as others,but that doesn't mean that are less important.

strenght can be found not only in physicality, but in being gentle and caring, intelligence, wanting to have a family, by blood or not.

for a woman wating to have children shouldn't be seen as dreadful as it seem, there is nothing wrong with that.

but again, her execution of it is really questionable, making you hate soemthing like that

her ideology is that for a woman, the only way to reach an happy ending is: findning a male, marry, have tons and tons of sex till you're pregnant and then becaming a shadow of yourself; becuse once you're pregnant and have a baby, you can't do anything greater anymore. leeaching to her male mate, making him look even greater

happiness doesn't always mean that, being coupled up and with children.

there, this enter a really harmful sterotype.

women who watns to live quiet lives, creating a family.

there are sapphics that don't end up with men, them and other women who doesn't what to have children, cannt have them, so they relay in other ways to create a family.

there are women who don't want to settle down, not wanting to be confined in a relationship, wheather is it out of sexuality or want.

and then aromatic, asexual and demisexual people that i assume she cannot even phantom the exsitence, same goes for non-binary and trans folks.

some, who are confident in themselves, that are sexually active, but not in relation of a relationship, but becasue they want and can do it. that then are not painted as monsters for it.

another thing that she doesn't understand is indipendency and emancipation. all of her female characters are strong, not because they have real strenght because we are told that they are, they never show us this "strenght", they never anything by themselves, wather is it powers or titles, or anything at all; because they're always given to them; usually by a man. so are they actually indipendent?

she only see white and straight, that well, as a fantasy autor is ridiculous.

for sarah, females are only used as a tool to make the males stand out, to make the males the greatest characters. she does not tell stories about the empowerment of women, she tells stories about males though females eyes.

now to the males.

they are the worst male characters ever.

toxic and abusive, but this behaviors are excused and cheered, not frown and seen as what they are.

this males do not posses any flawas, they're perfect. i get that they are faes but at least give them layers to feel like they are more humans, in the sense of tangilbe creatures that you'll really believe to exist, that are three dimensional and not only walking dicks. beautiful walking dicks with six packs.

give me a reason to believe on why they would act that way, why they would say those things, but don't find a way to excuse when they do soemthing wrong, let them be in the wrong and find a way to be redeemed if they need to be it.

let some males be less leaning on the toxinc masculinity, and more in the normal. there is no need to fit in this category to be seen as a men, a real one.

like there are many different ways to be a women there are differnt ways to be a men.

and the whole age gap being centuries? why? i trulty cannot grasp why someone would actually enjoy that. it's so weird, especially given that her characters don't really act like their given age but like horny teenagers, so why make them this old if she cannot understnd how to write immortlity and how someone taht age would act?

but then the dynamics, because she created such big gaps between them are so iffy and weird; and actually disgusting.

then, she really ableist. those things cannot and should not be cured with magic.

create a magic system/a world that value them more, that make them accepted.

the treatment given to pocs and queers is utterly disgusting and unecessary. the pocs all die and the queers are trown there only to get the "diversity" point.

again, everything could be solved, she has the possibility to. if only she did wanted that.

she is a rinomated author, she as the means and the possibility to make her books enjoyable for everyone.

she doesn't know how to write poc? she doen't know how to write queer people? yes, every attempt that she did was disastrous, but again the internet is there for everyone and she could always pay to have beta readers; again she has all the means to do it, the thing is, she doesn't want to.

and her books are put on a pedestol as peak literature, setting a standard. when in fact are actually less than mediocre.

but she could better, if she undertood her strengths and relayed on them.

if she wanted to write fantasy erotica, then she sould have directy went with that and not try to hide that as a fanatsy or romantasy, becuse they are not.

this is full on erotica.

to end all of this long ass thread.

manon was lesbian, and is a crime that she ended with a men. if you love them, then you're a lesbophobe. elide was there, and so were the 13.

chaol was gay, and should have ended up with dorian.

feyre sucks as protagonist, she does not posses a defined personality, changing solely for plot purposes. she doesn't have personal goals nor wants, everything is given her. is extremly annoying becuse extremly entitled, making everything about her; not seeing that other were suffering too, at times directly from her hands too. she was supposed to be pragmatic, showing a different kind of intelligence, but she showed the lack of any type of it. getting excused for things that shouldn't be excused. acting all highty and mighty when she is nothing, she has nothing and know nothing. she's probably one of the worst female characters written, being extremly flimsy and insufrable and annoying.

nesta, didn't deserve to be treated like that, she was wrong, yes, but all of those who pointed their finger at her did so much worse, and she at the end was only harming herself not others. and she was suffering.

elaine too was suffering, but in all of that she stayed strong for herslef and for others. she screamed in silence. she was ready to give an hand but everyone pushed that way. you can reach to someone only if they want to be reached. she could do great things if they only let her. even if in pain and suffering she was ready to help, putting others needs before her own, but you cannot resent her for wanting to keep a tiny part, to be even for a bit selfish.

feyre and rhys sucks at rulers, for her it makes sense, she learned how to read two months ago, she is no position to rule, especially from a title that she doesn't deserve. while for him, well, well.

tamlin didn't deserve the treatment he recived by both everyone and the fandom. he was bad, becuse sjm made him bad. making him out of character. but that's a normal thing for her, so it doesn't matter. if you hate him, you cannot stand him, that you should feel the same about rhys and feyre, especially becuse they were so much worse then he was.

lastly, elain should have actually ended with rhys, he would have changed for her, she would have understood him, but she wouldn't have sit there letting him do things that she didn't approved of. overall they would have been much better, he would helped her coming out of her shell and she would have toned him down. they would have actually bulit a relationship by comuticating, bulding trust and understanding; not relaying solely on flirting and sex, and calling that a relationship. she would have respected the fact that he was tramautized and would have waited for him, being here to listen, not rushing him in physical things. he would have learned to appriacte more tiny things and gestures; she would have learn to ask more that what was given her, what she deserves.

azriel and nesta should have ended respectivly with a man and a woman, someone that could have understood and appriciated them. cassain should have ended alone and ferye should have died in the first book.

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eldritch-spouse · 11 months

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Hello pinnieeee :DD, I'm currently disintegrating rn so how world the Icons deal with a sick queen? I have a stong feeling snake mommy will be the most calm (and probably most normal) about it, or she could also have a mental breakdown, who knows? 🤷‍♀️

I think you did an ask like this with the clergy sluts but I'm not sure if you did one with the big dicked/titted man/womanchildren

istg daddy-big-dick's gonna make our condition worse

[To be fair, I don't know if answered this for the Icons too, but I can't really find it, so I assume I didn't. Also, I hope you get better soon!]

Icons with a sick Queen

Vesper has to be reminded he can't quite literally fuck you out of illness. It's common sense that sharing lust with a concubus can help them survive harsh conditions, but you're only a human for now. Vesper forgets this, and tries to eat you out... Nevertheless, he may be severely misinformed, but he can drag a human doctor to Hell without trouble. They're staying in the manor until you're okay. Their payment is getting ravaged by imps. Vesper will sit next to you while you rest and possibly read for you. You have to tell him to stop anxiously bouncing his leg because it shakes the little bed you're in.

Zizz will be your personal bed. In fact, for most of the duration of your sickness, you're carried everywhere like a baby. You may have trouble sleeping because of pain/discomfort, so he'll be there to make sure you don't spend too much time agonizing awake, only to take care of basic needs. He's stressed enough to lose his own sleep balance, and it shows a little as he becomes sluggish in his work. He's calling several people, and conversing with you amidst your dreams, getting as many opinions as he can regarding your condition.

Rinx has brought ten bags of wildly different medicine types home, and he has no idea what to do. Do not let him load you with drugs. He just doesn't want you in such blatant misery, and he had to be sure he was getting the right stuff, so he got everything there was. He's curling around your laying form and worriedly asking if you're okay every single time you shift slightly. If you make him move away (probably, because demons are hot and you're likely overheated), he's going to whine about it. Rinx isn't above getting you high so you can feel better.

Kalymir is a disaster. Get up. Come on, get the fuck up, don't make that deflating balloon face at him, you look like a corpse (very flattering). He has good intentions, but he's the worst. He doesn't really like pills, so you're going to have to yell at him to get them. Don't ask- Scream. The King hates to see you so down and placid, so he'll taunt you in hopes of getting a rise out of you. A half-hearted "go fuck yourself" will suffice. Catch this fucker dumping the juiciest steak on your lap and demanding you eat. If you want a doctor (which is recommended with this hysterical fucker around), yell at Kalymir until he gives in.

Vorticia is, predictably, a touch calmer about this. Although, given humans are so frail, she's far from remotely secure in her ability to cure you. She worries that you'll perish at any moment, simply because surface-dwellers are that weak. Most of your time awake is definitely spent eating, if you can, a variety of soups and broths and every dish under the sun that's said to have healing properties. Other than that, the woman keeps you company, makes sure you're comfortable, and gives you things to entertain yourself with. She looks perfectly calm around you, but inside she's running a mile a minute. If you start losing your appetite (something possibly fatal for a glutton), she's going to really panic. Possibly drag an entire human medical team into Gluttony.

Cero is not waiting more than a day for you to overcome it on your own. If you're still sick, or worse, by day two, he's picking you up and forcing his way into a good enough hospital in the surface. He's not waiting in lines, or checking in, or bothering to present documents- He demands to see the best doctor in the premises, and if he's denied, he threatens to start impaling random people in the waiting rooms, by the minute. Everyone is sweating bullets throughout the duration of your stay, as Cero is always present to scrutinize everything each doctor and nurse does. When asked about it, he says you're overreacting about it and he's just there to be sure you won't make a scene.

Livius is, hilariously enough, in as shitty a mood as you are. He's an emotional sponge of a person, so he's going to be as uncomfortable and tired as you are. He's very worried, and less than composed about it, tearing up because humans are so weak. You're going to DIE. You're going to KEEL OVER AND DIE and he doesn't know what he's going to do- He might as well die too!! Please get this man a fucking breather or he will hyperventilate himself into a bed next to you. Your fate is almost entirely on your hands, as Livius will simply freeze and eerily wait for you to tell him what to do. He's very ominous and quiet when you're sick, it's as if his confidence vanishes in the blink of an eye, and he has this vacant look.

#Cero oc #Zizz oc #Rinx oc #Vorticia oc #Vesper oc #Kalymir oc #Livius oc #monsterwhorre

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integra1127grimmreaper · 19 days

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His Warrior Princess - Part eighteen

Series Masterlist

Part 17

Warning: swearing, smut

"Fuck... at the rate we are going, you are going to be fully round by time we take our oath..." Harwin grunts out, his body fully encasing yours as he takes you from behind.

"As if I give a damn..." you groan out, your head almost curling into your chest after an extremely hard thrust.

"Fuck, Har..."

"Always taking me so well, Love" Harwin bits into your shoulder with a deep groan.

"Tight cunt squeezing the life out of me... Cannot wait for all to know that you are mine."

"Neither can I..." you whimper, hips rocking backward to meet his thrusts.

While Harwin and you dreamt of the future ahead, your father and sister where away at Driftwood to secure an alliance with Lords Corlys.

"Your Grace" Lord Corlys rises from his seat to greet the King, stepping closer to kneel before him then.

Before the King could utter a word, a harsh cough escapes his lips, resulting in Corlys silently eyeing him from below. Turning slightly, the King sends Lord Stong silent stare, "rise, Lord Corlys" he instructs turning back.

Corlys rises, spreading his arms wide, "be welcomed... may I offer you a chair..." he pauses when the sound of a door opening is heard, and all turns to the direction of it.

"Cousin...!" Princess Rhaenys enters.

"Princess..." the King smiles in greeting. The smile drops from both their faces when Rhaenys takes hold of his hand.

"Are you well?" Rhaenys stares at him in concern at noticing a lack of fingers.

"Very..." the King awkwardly responds.

"I congratulate you, Lord Lyonel..." Corlys chances the topic then. "I can think of no man more suited to be the Hand of the King."

"That is very kind of you to say, Lord Corlys" Lyonel responds with a faint smile, "His Grace has honored me with the post."

"Pity about, Sir Otto..." Corlys remarks then. The King ignores it, scanning his surroundings and changing the topic.

"Despite spending most of my days amidst the grandeurs of the Red Keep, the halls of Hide Tide never fail to impress."

"You flatter me, Your Grace" Corlys comments, "though I do wish we could meet under happier pretenses."

The King's head faintly bods about in confusion, "how so?"

"Daemon's wife, the Lady Rhea Royce... has passed" Corlys replies, and the King is silently taken aback.

"A hunting mishap" Rhaenys utters out in comment, the King turns his attention toward her then. "She was thrown from her horse. Her neck and skull, both crushed in the fall."

"A most surprising end" Corlys remarks as the King shoots Lyonel a knowing look, "Lady Rhea's skill as both hunter and rider were well known."

"The Gods are cruel..." Rhaenys remarks.

"Indeed..." the King responds, "Lady Rhea was a fine woman and a... good wife to my brother."

"Sad thing that she and Daemon had no heirs to succeed her" Rhaenys comments, "she stood to inherit Runestone."

"Mayhaps we can turn toward happier pursuits" the King instantly changes the topic.

"What did you have in mind, Your Grace?" Corlys enquires.

A cough slips out yet again as the King takes a deep breath of air, "I wish to propose a marriage between your son, Ser Laenor and my daughter and heir, the Princess Rhaenyra. It is long past time our houses united in blood... the last pillars of Old Valyria."

"You honor both me and my house, Your Grace..." Corlys responds, silently shooting his wife a look then, "there certain details I wished clarified... before the Princess Rhaenys and I could accept this most... generous proposal."

A bit annoyed and with pursed lips, the King nods, "what details?"

"We would like to know how the succession... will be handled?" Corlys responds.

The King remains silent for a second, uttering out then, "Rhaenyra is my heir... Upon my death... my throne and my titles will pass to her. She and Ser Laenor's first born child, regardless of gender; will inherit the Iron Throne from her..."

Lord Corlys is silent for second to take all the information in, speaking up then, "can I presume that... in keeping with Westerosi tradition; their children would take their father's name? That they would be born... Velaryon's?"

The King stares at him bemused, "surely, Lord Corlys... you are not proposing the Targaryen dynasty ends with my daughter, simply because she is a woman?"

"I only seek clarity, Your Grace" Corlys politely responds. The King breaks out in a long fit of coughs, resulting in all to rush to his aid. He brushes them off, taking a sold breath then.

"Upon their birth, Ser Laenor and Rhaenyra's children shall take their father's name, Velaryon... in keeping with our traditions. However, when such time when their first born ascends the Iron Throne... he or she will do so bearing the name, Targaryen. Dragons will rule the Seven Kingdoms for the next hundred years, just as they did the last..."

Corlys and Rhaenys remain silently as they take a moment to contemplate, "this is an equitable compromise" Corlys responds in agreement.

"Good" the King remarks, nodding at them both in agreement and making his leave with Lord Lyonel accompanying.

After your rendezvous with Harwin, you decided to have a walk around the Godswood and that was you noticed Alicent speaking with Larys Strong. They both seemed deeply invested in the conversation; Alicent looked as if she had struck in the gut, whilst Larys had a faint smugness to his features.

Waiting for Alicent to leave, you finally make your presence known to Larys.

"Your Highness..." Larys gasps out in surprise, "beg my pardon for I did not see you."

"Lord Larys..." you acknowledge him through narrowed gaze, "I see that you and the queen seem rather conversable. What may I ask were you two discussing?"

"We were merely conversing over the garden, Your Highness" Larys remarks with a tight smile.

"How lovely" you remark, forcing your face into a spurious smile, "mayhaps, you and I shall converse over the garden as well?"

Larys' eyes blink rapidly in response to your words, finally bowing his head in agreement, "it would be an honor, Your Highness."

"I am sure it shall be" you respond through squinted eyes and with the smile still plastered on your face. "As you were, Lord Larys..." you dismiss him from your presence.

You silently scrutinize Larys' departing figure, "I shall have to keep a close watch on that one."

While you pondered on the character of your future brother by law, your sister was having difficulty with keeping her lover appeased; something would result in disastrous events to come.

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#ser harwin strong #ser harwin x reader #ser harwin x targaryen reader #harwin strong #harwin strong x reader #harwin x reader #house of the dragon #fire and blood #harwin breakbones

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