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STUCK IN THIS UNIVERSE 😍😍

This is the novella.

I am in "Losers: Part 1" now, and I'm loving it. 😍😍

I'm excited to see where all this goes!!

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📸 The Dare at Elsewhere last night by Fiona

[@inspireswar sent]: chose between daeron and luke because i'm evil >:) because making abby choose is funny (it is, she suffers for it)

Abrogail raises her eyebrows as she actually gives the question some thought, and Lady Lyanna looks curious. There's differences between Luke and Daeron, of course, but truly, it comes down to a few simple facts. "Well, Daeron, of course, because Daeron wants to fuck me, and Luke doesn't. Do you need more detail than that?"

Serves her right for such a question.

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Unfortunately, it was Abby who ended up on the bottom of the twister pile when Daeron lost his footing, and Luke's losing it with laughter just out of sight. "Luke! Luke is always going to be my favorite!" she grunts, trying to shove his himbo butt off her.

@thedarring

“I won’t deny you your happiness.”

A sarcastic remark played on the tip of her tongue, her focus entirely shifted from her book to the man. Lilac eyes focused on him as the princess sat up, staring at him in almost surprise. “And what if my happiness cannot be found here, surrounded by people who hate me. Who would rather me gone?”

❛ are you sure this is a good idea? ❜

It was only going to be a nightly patrol. Just a few circles around King’s Landing then back to the Keep. Nothing that seemed too dangerous or worried their mother. ❝Having doubts, little brother?❞ he smirked as he adjusted his gloves and riding leathers. Aemond hadn't gone on a nightly ride in some time and figured that Vhagar might also enjoy the change of routine.

It hadn't taken much persuasion to have Ser Criston to escort them to the dragon pit and all. Although Vhagar was much too big to be in there. He had to make sure that everything else was in place as he prepared. Aemond had waited on the other’s arrival.

Standing on the beach beside Vhagar, he let his hand run along her neck with a rare smile. ❝Think of it as we’re bonding. Its been some time since we have...❞

make me choose | accepting

【@thedarring sent a raven】: daeron or aemond

okay first of all, how dare ?!

fucking death because he'd rather jump out of the nearest window than choose between those two

@thedarring​ said:  ❝ the things we love destroy us every time. remember that. ❞ for helaena

The sister’s brows knitted into a frown at her younger brother’s words and she began shaking her head. “No, Daeron. Don’t think that. Please don’t ever think that”, she said gently, her gaze full of sorrow as she looked at him and their violet hues met. Aegon would have uttered something similar to Daeron’s words and she had made her peace with that, but she wanted so much more for her little brother than such ideas. “That is not true at all. I love you and I love Aemond and my children. The love I feel for you will never be cause of my destruction. It is what keeps me alive and able to bear anything. If I did not have this love, I would not be able to survive. Everything good I have in this life stems from the love we hold for each other and the bonds we have forged. I don’t know who put those ideas in your head, little brother, but please do not listen to them. Never forsake love in your life, because even though it can destroy, it mostly is our salvation, our hope and our deliverance.” Her hand reached out to cup his cheek very briefly, thumb running across his cheek bone, before she withdrew again.

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The Losers and Jess

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//I cannot put into words how much I'm looking forward to this book. The Dare was one of the best reads of last year and anyone who says otherwise is simply wrong.

//I also want to do an art growth sort of thing because I did make a drawing for Manson last year and my style since then has changed a lot.

//This includes everyone we've met so far in the story.

Abrogail's prison does not look like one.

She was told, when Daeron brought her home to make her his wife, that they were the Queen's rooms. Little was said about who Daeron's mother was, but he'd spoiled her, doted on her, and told Abrogail she could decorate it however she wanted. The bed is large and sturdy, the sheets silken and soft with as many pillows as she could want. When he comes to her, Daeron's laughter - dark and low and amused - rings out when he finds her snuggled in the nest of them.

She adored the streaming light through the windows, the crackling fire, her freedom prancing around Maegor's Holdfast, even if it often felt lonely for lack of companionship besides her maids and Daeron.

Until the night it changed. Until the night those people came into her room, speaking as if they knew her. The frightened young man with purple eyes and a smile that reminded her of a dream she could not longer properly remember.

The metal along her ankle clinks as her foot shifts.

"What happened to him? The one with purple eyes," she asks. Daeron was an imposing man, who frightened those around him but he'd rarely frightened her. She didn't care about his scars, or the angry set of his jaw. To her, he was so handsome, so beautiful, and when he smiled at her it made her giddy and pepper his face with kisses.

His anger had stolen away all that she loved in his face, and for the first time she could see what other men feared.

When those men came to try take her away, to kidnap her from her home, it had been a massacre. Her doors had burst open, Daeron himself slaughtering men left and right. She'd hidden beneath the bed, struck silent in the terror and face of violence. The blood had pooled on the flagstones and soaked into her soft rugs, running beneath the bed. When Daeron had dragged her out she'd been soaked in it.

He'd been frightened until he realized she'd been hiding, not hurt.

It doesn't matter how delicate the chain around her ankle is. Her husband had at least been gentle in spite of his fury to not weigh her down with a chain from the dungeons. At least she could move with this one, even if it was not very far. At least it is not a collar around her neck, although she knew he was still considering it.

Instead there are simply bruises.

Although not as heavy, it still weighed her down. The delicate skin of her ankle beneath the iron cuff was rubbed red and raw, bits of dried blood along her ivory skin.

"You belong to me," @thedarring said from where he stood at the foot of her bed. He was limned by the light of the fireplace, truly underscoring his title as the Dragon King. He stood there, towering over her where she sat curled in the middle of her bed.

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Send me Ⓐ and my muse will rate yours:

@thedarring

Attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || not unattractive || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

Personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

How likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

Level of Friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend ||

First impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

Current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

How good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed