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pedal to the metal by goodeapple
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
28 Mar 2025
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"What? Wanna slum it?" Cregan can't believe this shit- maybe Ysilla knocked a screw loose when she swatted at him earlier and he's hallucinating like a bad fucking mushroom trip.
She giggles, an evil little sound that would probably make a baby cry. "Your words, not mine."
Her fingers dance at the edge of her dress, dipping below the hem, raising it just so. She's got thick thighs, creamy and unblemished, and Cregan thinks of how easily they'd spread apart for his shoulders when he'd go face first between them.
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.or the one where Cregan hatefucks Jace's bratty big sister
Cregan x Ysilla (Rhaenyra'sDaughter!OC)
Bookmarked by Lavice
28 Mar 2025
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When Phainon hears about Mydei's latest hook-up, he's not happy about it, to say the least.
It wasn't like he cared who Mydei slept with, but the mere fact that Mydei had already gone out and 'done it' with someone while he could barely get past a first date left a mild feeling of irritation that lingered.
Not that it was a competition, or anything.
(But it always had to be.)
Bookmarked by Lavice
28 Mar 2025
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“Back! Back from me, beast! I condemn you! From today, I will hunt you! You will not have me, and you will not have this forest as your fiendish playground!” he cries as the beast yelps and draws back from the hollow and into the fog. The beast recedes into the haze, but Chastel can still see as it holds its muzzle and writhes, muffling its whining. Pleasure rises in him at the sound, a reprieve from the terror. It is doused as the beast stills, and those eyes shine through the mist.
“Fine then. I will not have you now.” It utters but does not approach. The monster looms as a black specter in the fog, “But now I know you, Hunter. Your taste. Your scent.” The words are slow, dripping like hot honey from the mouth of the beast. Chastel grows warm again, but the beast’s breath is far away, “You need the luck to avoid me every moment, every day, as you lay your traps and sharpen your knives. My teeth are sharpened, my claws need no whetstone, and I only need enough luck to catch you once.” The specter promises. Then by the mist it is swallowed, and disappearsBookmarked by Lavice
28 Mar 2025
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Angel Dust secretly tunes in to Alastor's radio broadcasts to have a little fun with himself.
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- Part 1 of RadioDust Holiday Fic Dump
Bookmarked by Lavice
15 Jan 2020
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Garden of the Lion and Dove by Liza_Taylor
Fandom Fate/EXTRA, Fate/Grand Order, Fate/stay night & Related Fandoms, Fate/stay night - All Media Types
14 Oct 2021
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Bookmarked by Lavice
29 Jul 2019
