Beautiful And Damned 13 - The Fall [Geralt Of Rivia X Reader]

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Beautiful and Damned 13 - The Fall [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My darlings, your wonderful feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Bliss can disappear in a moment.

Word Count: 3443

Warnings: Mentions of sex and violence.

This just had to be the brightest idea.

It had all started a couple of days ago when you were pulled into a deserted hallway by Geralt, and you had whined about how you could barely see him, your duties and his hunts in the forest but instead of just telling you to bear it, Geralt had come up with a different plan:

To visit your chambers, when he came back at dawn. Needless to say, now every night was better since you had the hope of seeing him when you woke up.

Well, with the exception of nightmares of course.

It had to be around the fifth time you had fallen asleep that through your haze you realized a movement in the room, by the window. You wanted to open your eyes, you really did, but your bed was very warm and peaceful and it surrounded you until you felt a soft touch over your hair, and heard his deep voice.

“Good morning princess.”

You forced yourself to open your eyes even though your eyelids weighed a ton, and a small smile pulled at your lips the moment the sight of him filled your vision.

“Welcome back,” you snuggled deeper into the covers, mind still clouded because of the fog of the sleep, “Is it morning already?”

“Almost,” he said, “Dawn.”

“Oh,” you yawned, then reached out to run your fingertips over his hand, “Was it a difficult hunt?”

“Not really,” he muttered, “Go back to sleep, hm?”

“No.”

He chuckled, “No?”

You were sure that normally you would be too embarrassed to even suggest such a thing, but luckily the sleep managed to get rid of any control you had over your mouth.

“Come,” you patted the bed and he tilted his head,

“Hm?”

“It’s warm,” you mumbled as you yawned, “You’re tired, and it’s too early.”

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Tentacle Lover 6

A new tentacle lover for a new day! I hope this starts off your weekend well. Thank you all for being patient on waiting on new stories. If you’d like even more new stories please become a Patron on Patreon!

To say you’ve been going through a rough patch is a bit of an understatement. It’s been more like a rough season. It started when you lost your job, your dream job really. You were working with a small company designing a range of retro inspired clothing. Unfortunately, cuts had to be made, and since you were relatively new, that meant the ax was on your neck. That meant you had to take a crummy retail job that is mildly related to your dream job. It was a huge blow to your confidence. After that, it just seemed like one long drag through the cactus farm. Retail is cruel and relentless, it throws things at you that you had once thought could only be the delusional ramblings of a pathological liar. You have seen things, you have done things, and it all just adds to the mire you are trudging through.

   Your birthday arrives with little pomp or circumstance. You had decided to ignore it so you wouldn’t be disappointed again. You’ve somehow managed to get the day off and all you plan to do is sleep. Instead, you get a phone call from your friend. She’s outside your door with a huge breakfast, a sack full of groceries, and a present for you.

   The present was a houseplant, a small succulent. The leaves were a sort of purple and green and pink near the roots. It was small, just a few plump little leaves in a bowl. Your friend seemed quite adamant you would enjoy it and gave you a small list of how to care for it. Water once a day, give it sugar water once a week. You weren’t sure why your friend thought a houseplant would be the perfect gift, but she was so excited about it. She said that every time she gave a friend a plant their luck turned around. You weren’t sure how to take that.

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Hero Santa

Sero x fem!reader

Warnings: yellow sour fruit, swearing

A/N: wow it’s been a long time that I’ve posted a oneshot. Sorry about that. My job keeps me busy and the fic I’m writing takes priority. This isn’t a request either so I’m ;;; this is entirely self-indulgent. I’ve just discovered a newfound love for mr. tape boy and wanted to write something about him. There’s a lot of cringey things in here. Like, secondhand emebarssment type things. But I just wanted to write something funny and wholesome, straying away from the incessant dubcon that litters my blog. If this makes you embarrassed then I think I’ve done my job right? If this makes you smile, then double points for me, I guess! Also, fuck you, I’m still mourning the loss of blockbuster movies so it exists in this one shot. huzzah.

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Beautiful and Damned 11- Sparks of Hope [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My darlings, your wonderful feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Hope changes everything.

Word Count: 3728

Warnings: Mentions of violence, death. 

You didn’t get any sleep that night. In fact, even after dawn, after morning, after a long bath, your thoughts were still like a storm in your mind, Geralt’s words echoing in your ears.

He had left soon after he figured out what was written on your back, saying he needed to find your court mage, since he was also present during the time the witch had put that curse on you. Needless to say, it had even made you more confused the more you stayed alone with your thoughts, but of course, you wouldn’t get to stay like that for long. The giggles coming from outside made you look up from your sketching and in a couple of seconds, your door opened and Fin and Meriel rushed inside, with Fin grinning and Meriel clutching at her stomach to stop her giggles. Cassie raised her brows, a small smile pulling at her lips and you frowned slightly.

“Uh…good morning, you two.”

“Shhh!”

“What-?”

“We’re hiding from mother’s guards.” Fin whispered, and Meriel nodded, still giggling.

“She doesn’t want us to spend any time together at all before the wedding.”

“Yes because apparently, I will corrupt her.”

Meriel covered her lips to contain her laugh, but the second her eyes caught the sight of Cassie she almost froze, blinking a couple of times as if she was mesmerized.

“H-hello Cassie.”

“Your highness.”

“Oh you two met? Cassie is the love of my life, Meriel.”

Your eyes widened, “Fin! Don’t tell your future wife that!”

“I’m really not, your highness.” Cassie added hastily and Fin rolled his eyes.

“Yeah yeah, but she doesn’t love me back at all, so…” he turned to you, “We’re friends, it’s all good.”

“I don’t mind that,” Meriel stole a look at Cassie, then blushed and cleared her throat, “I- um… We’re sorry to disturb you, Y/N.”

“You didn’t,” you shook your head, “So what, you are trying to make mother mad?”

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Taboo

Step-brother! Katsuki Bakugou x Reader

Theme(s): Lemon/Smut, request-filled

Warning(s): Step-sibling incest, sexual content; dubious-consent, spanking,

Note: Media or the characters involved do not belong to me; I only own the story. Plagiarism will not be tolerated.

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Beautiful and Damned 12- Stolen Moments [Geralt of Rivia x Reader]

A.N: My darlings, your wonderful feedback makes me so happy, thank you! Please don’t forget to tell me what you think of this chapter, kisses!

Reminder: This story will not follow the show’s plot, so even if you haven’t watched the series, you can still read it.

The previous chapters are on my masterlist!

Summary: Love creates treasured moments.

Word Count: 3589

Warnings: Mentions of violence, death.

It was as if everything was shinier now.

You had never thought it would be possible for you to wake up happy in this court, but it was exactly what you had felt that morning. Even if you hadn’t been able to see Geralt after your small escapade in the stables, the memory seemed to have etched itself into your mind, never leaving, so that you could enjoy it over and over again.

You were happy. Ecstatic even, when the future looked so bright and full of promises, when it was almost too hard for you not to walk around signing, when-

“Y/N!”

When your beloved brother shouted your name from the hallway before even getting to your door.

“Are you decent?”

You looked up from your sketches, “Yes,” you called out and he opened the door, then walked inside.

“Where’s Cassie?”

“She’s helping Meriel,” you said, “Something mother said about her jewelry for the wedding.”

“She has good taste,” Fin nodded, “So… I’ve had a thought.”

“Oh no.”

He made a face, “Listen first.”

“No no no, Fin I’m in such a good mood!”

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