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fenny-self-ships · 11 months
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Hii could I ask for Captain Hook and an S/O with thalassophobia (fear of the ocean).. I'm not the best for being on a boat HAHA
Omg this could be really interesting actually- lets give it a shot
Captain Hook with a thalassophobic S/O~!
He's understanding, first and foremost -- the sea isn't for everyone, and he knows first-hand how it is to be afraid of what lurks beneath the surface
Even so, he's not quite willing to resolve to life as a landlubber
Instead of leaving you alone, he'd try his damn best to make staying on the ship as comfortable as possible for you
He'd keep it firmly docked and tied until you're safely on board, and would hold your hand tight when leading you on, muttering small words of encouragement and affection
"You're doing a lovely job, dear. Almost there."
If you were REALLY scared, he'd offer to carry you on, and would have a lovely little spot set up under the deck for you to spend time in -- completely out of view of the vast ocean and anything inside it
He'd be so soft with you when compared to the rest of his crew -- holding you close and peppering you with little kisses, distracting you from the swaying of the waves, before SCREAMING at Smee to adjust the sails
Everyone on that ship will treat you like royalty, constantly checking in on you and asking if you're alright
He'd let you spend most of your time in his private quarters, claiming it'll be like you never left the shore
He's a sweetheart to his scared love <3
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Bonus because he wanted to butt in again (if this sends first before the other doodle please don't mind)
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The thorns are poking him in his face but he couldn't care less-
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i-wanna-hug · 3 months
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fenris bullying merrill is so funny to me cuz bro THIS is who you're beefing with?????? GET REAL
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daggerbeanart · 11 months
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fenhawke smooches 💜
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rowaelinsdaughter · 2 months
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15 and 44 fenrys or rowalein or feysand
i love fenrys, i love rowaelin, i love feysand. so i made one for all of them :)
15- passionately.
44-out of lust.
warning;; sex allusion, suggestive
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fenrys
her head was dizzy and her body was on fire. she didn't know how they ended up leaving the party just to look at the full moon on one of the garden's of orynth castle. she was looking at the moon when she felt fenrys arms wrap around her waist, hidding his face on her neck. "you look beautiful today, sweetheart" she smiled at the compliment "thank you fen. i could say the same thing about you." his hands moved to her hip up to her shoulders. he turned her so she was looking at him. the moon light creating an enchanting halo around her. she's ethereal.
one hand traced the form of her lips, her cheek, her eyebrow, her face, until it found a place on the curve of her neck. the other returned to her waist, grabbing it so they were close enough they could each other entirely. all the imperfections and perfections. she was the one who started it. slow and sweet. savoring the moment under the moonlight. but what started sweet turned passion. hands moving and looking for each other. teeth crashing and tongue touching. the broke the kiss to catch a breath. "let's go to our room" he smirked "i was looking for it"
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feysand
if someone told her that they had tasted heaven, she would have answered that they didn't know what true heaven was, but she did. heaven was anywhere feyre and rhys where, and she loved being stuck between them.
their family had finally go, not that she didn't hate them, she loved her family because they were the only real one she had ever had, but she craved being with her mates, and it didn't help the fact that they had being teasing her all night.
but now that she was between them in their king seize bed, rhys kissing her with all the passion he had, and feyre kissing her neck behind her, while her hands wandered through her body, she felt her desire start a fire in her. her hand touched rhys cock through his loose pants and groaned. behind her, feyre moved a hand to her cunt. she let a moan, one rhys swallowed. feyre started to move her hand, her arousal more and more with each movement of her hand.
you better be ready sweetheart, because this is just the beggining.
rowaelin
when she had looked at aelin with her black dress, her long and toned legs showing up through the splits, her makeup accenting her ethereal features and her amazing eyes... it took all the strenght not to fell at her feets. and rowan... he looked like a god, sculpted by them. his suit hugged his body perfectly, his muscles attempting to rip apart the clothes. if she didn't knew they were queen and king, she would have thought they were gods.
15 minutes later, she was still looking at them, clenching her tights to ease the burning heat of her body. she went to the drink table, grabbing a glass of what looked like wine, and drank all. a pair of hands grabbed her waist, and the scent of jasmine, lemon verbena, and crackling embers filled her.
"hello little flame" she murmured, her lips bitting her ear.
"aelin, please, everybody could see us"
"so?? i dont care if they see the way your tights clench when you see me," she leaned again, and murmured "lest get out of here."
she dragged her back to their room. the door closed and aelin kissed her. she could have died right there from her attention, how she was devouring her, how her hands roamed thorugh her body. she lost track of time, and a moment later she felt rowan's body on her back, but they were still kissing, as if they didn't care rowan was there. his hands found the top of her dress and ripped it, leaving her with the lengerie.
aelin moved apart, both of them breathing fast. rowan kissed her neck, founding her sensitive spot that made her crazy and messy.
"let's have some fun little flame"
all rights reserved to ©rowaelinsdaughter. no tranlations allowed. no copy theme. don not copy my work.
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mw567152 · 1 year
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antiparticular · 1 year
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why are we not talking about this more
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moosu · 11 months
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I don't only draw Fenrises, I swear. This one was an attempt to understand his tattoos 🥺💕
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rivilu · 1 year
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Highly recommend bringing Anders as the sole mage with you when recruiting Fenris at least once, because MAN the dialogue he has in that situation lives in my mind rent free
edit: here it is
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ndostairlyrium · 9 months
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D2 for the art meme thingy. For Fenris and Hawke cause I think they deserve some non angsty cuddles.
(I LOVE YOUR ART)
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since you're going, bring him some veggie meatballs! Those are clearly superior u-u
(Thank you so much omg ;; you're a sweetheart!!)
The Meme
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fenny-self-ships · 6 months
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Hiiiiiiiii
Idk if you’re comfortable with hurt/comfort, but if you are I got a request for you! Lol
Basically, the idea is headcanons (or writing) of Jafar with an S/O that suffered SEVERE narcissistic abuse, and him quickly dealing just how much damage behaviors like his can cause. Like, he has to calm them down from a ptsd flashback, and they end up saying something about the “mind games” they were always playing, and how they were always on eggshells, and he’s basically over here like “ohhhh fuk…I do that kind of thing to people…”
Ooh some hurt comfort?? Coming right up 👀
I'm by no means an expert on this topic, so I'll stick with headcannons for now, but if you like 'em I'm more than open to writing a full imagine in future!!
Cracks my knuckles
Jafar with an abused S/O~!
Given the way he speaks, I wouldn't be surprised if it was something he said that triggered the unfortunate episode
A nasty, condescending comment about a hobby of yours, a hissing remark correcting your behaviour, or even deliberately misconstruing something you've said -- Incredibly self-serving, of course, but he's a master manipulator, and can very easily play the victim in even the tiniest arguments
Nothing could prepare him, however, for the sudden fit of anxiety and terror his words would induce
He is WOEFULLY uneducated on such things, and would regrettably have absolutely zero clue how to approach the situation -- He'd more than likely just freeze, simply staring down at you as you crumble
Once he's snapped out of his stupor, his first instinct would be to remove himself from the situation
He's clearly upset you, and he'd rather die than debase himself by admitting to his own wrongs. What a PATHETIC move that would be, huh?? (/sar)
Perhaps not the greatest instinct, but he'd give you time to cool off, to return to yourself, before slinking back in to discuss what caused your 'hysteria' (🙄🙄)
Likely with some warm tea to show in the smallest sense that he does actually CARE about you. It's not much, but it might be enough to get you talking
He would have fully intended to make a half-assed attempt at listening, followed by an empty promise to 'do better' and some kisses to top it off, but, in true Jafar fashion, his interest is piqued when you start describing the shit that he is oh so good at
The insufferable superiority complex, the 'do-no-wrong' mentality, the near constant mind games, manipulation and victimisation -- every single experience you describe he resonates with far too much
He hasn't had much experience with guilt, but you're his beloved. He cares about you. The sickly feeling creeps, resting heavier and heavier on his shoulders the more you manage to tell him
Truly an 'ohhhh fuck... I do that shit' moment if there ever was one
It's become second nature to him, almost a survival tactic -- not any excuse for his behaviour, of course, but he rarely gives a second thought to how awful the effects can be
He hates that it was you who had to tell him. He's supposed to be your biggest supporter, not your worst enemy
His illusion of perfection is shattered -- You aren't lucky to be with him, HE'S lucky you've put up with his disposition for as long as you have. He feels terrible.
All at once, you're wrapped up in a hug. Physical touch isn't his forte, but when you're as bad at apologies as he is, sometimes you have to compromise
This may be the first time you've ever heard a genuine 'sorry' from him
He will make an effort. Not to better himself as a whole, hell no, but to be better for you. The last thing he'd want to do is hurt you the way you've been hurt before. That'd be the WORST thing for his overinflated ego.
He's trying <3
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Fleur pour toi <3
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RIVERO 🥺🥺
SQUEALS thank you!! I would have responded on Valentines Day but my valentines gift was a broken laptop- My new one came the other day so I can finally draw again!!
Happy belated Valentines Day to all you lovelies <3 gives each and every one of you a kiss on your forehead
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shivunin · 8 months
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Hi, I just wondered what your favourite part of the Fenhawke romance was? Like, a scene/moment that really made you fall more in love with him? I love your writing so much!!
Oh, that is very kind of you to say! 💗I'm glad you enjoy the things I've written. I've really been enjoying writing for this ship, especially the past few months c:
As for your question...
Man, that's tough. I have a hard time picking one thing---I mean, *gestures to all the fic* you know? But I can narrow it down to a couple of scenes/elements:
The fact that a romanced Fenris still calls you "my friend" even after the act 2 romance scene. This is just...the bedrock of their relationship to me. Yes, that night went very poorly (understatement, I know), but at the core they are friends and he trusts Hawke in a way he's likely never had the cause or opportunity to trust someone before. I believe he never stopped loving Hawke, and it was a matter of laying those feelings out and understanding them one at a time. Romantic love not replacing platonic love or eclipsing it, but building or twining together is just... *chef's kiss* that's the good stuff.
The moment during the romance conversation in Act 3 when you can see Fenris go from hoping (painfully hoping!) that there is still some way he and Hawke can be together to actually believing it will happen. There is a shift in his body language that I could watch (and...have) over and over.
The element of choice? This is not going to be coherent, but the fact that he is learning for the first time what it means to have options and preferences, and he spends a lot of time exploring and understanding himself...and after all of that, the thing he keeps coming back to is Hawke. I think it's gorgeous. A song with refrains of pain or fear and choruses of decision and hope. He's loyal to a fault, in many ways, but understanding how much of himself exists to share and then still choosing to share it is just...man. I said this wasn't going to be coherent lol, so there you are. "If there is a future to be had..." like he doubts its existence but he's willing to chance it for Hawke. Man.
But, honestly? I've played DA2 a lot of times and never romanced another character, even though I've played through multiple romance storylines in each of the other games. I can't shake the Fenris romance. Every time I open a new playthrough, I tell myself that this is the time I'm going to romance Isabela, and every time Fenris rips that dude's heart out and I just......alright, yeah. Okay. Here we go again.
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daggerbeanart · 1 year
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flashhwing · 26 days
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amazing how quickly Fenris dialogue brings you from “shut the fuck up about mages” to “fuck YES eat his heart out baby” back to “man we get it you hate magic”
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mcflymemes · 1 year
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AS SAID BY FENRIS  *  assorted dialogue from dragon age ii
you should really post some guards outside, considering all the trouble you get into.
always a pleasure.
how much do you wish to test that luck of yours?
it seems you have won the day. well done.
why must you go on about this?
i can do that, if you wish.
i am alone.
is this going anywhere?
do you want to guess what color my underclothes are again?
you’re squandering something you don’t understand.
you do not like your name?
i felt like a fool. i thought it better if you hated me.
nobody asks for their fate.
oh. that. it’s... a talent.
it was better than anything i could have dreamed.
do not make light of this. leaving was the hardest thing i’ve ever done.
whatever you need, i am ready to assist.
the true character of any city is found among its poor.
i enjoy following you.
i didn’t come here to burden you further.
we have never discussed what happened between us three years ago.
is there no one else who has your attention?
you wound my pride with such accusations.
break their heart, and i will kill you.
you keep staring at me. is it my eyes again?
you are more naive than i thought.
did i hear correctly?
that is my hope as well.
i don’t want your pity.
i needed to be alone.
that night... i remember your touch as if it were yesterday.
i shouldn’t trouble you with this. my problems are not yours.
how is it you get into these situations so often?
you did the right thing. many would turn a blind eye.
you do not want to know the answer to that.
i don’t know. it’s just something people say.
you have an entire story written in your head already, don’t you?
a shame that you are going to die, no?
i should have asked for your forgiveness long ago. i hope you can forgive me now.
from what i gather, you like a lot of things.
you wish to do this here? in front of everyone?
i’ve never spoken about what happened to anyone.
why are you watching me like that?
i remain at your side.
i may not get a chance to say this again.
nothing could be worse than living without you.
thank you for asking me to come along.
perhaps this is what it means to have a friend.
i suggest keeping your distance.
if there is a future to be had, i will walk gladly into it at your side.
we need to stop and rest when we’ve a moment.
this ground is cursed. only wretched or ignorant souls would linger here.
i cannot imagine what it must be like to lose your family. anything i could say would be insufficient. i’m sorry.
i have never allowed anyone too close.
forget i said anything.
meeting you was the most important thing that ever happened to me.
it’s so wonderful having my personal business as someone else’s sport.
well... at least i’m not dead.
you were never ordered to kill?
does it bother you? should i stop?
promise me you won’t die.
do not bare your heart to me, unless you would have me rip it out.
is that a compliment of an insult?
do you intend to go after me, then?
it is always good to be at your side.
thanks for getting rid of them.
i imagine you imprisoned them?
you have my thanks.
i am yours, as always.
the smug sense of superiority does give you away.
you caught them, then?
there you are. were you hurt? what happened?
i can’t bear the thought of living without you.
i don’t know what to say, but i’m here.
surely you can’t hope to best me.
i am yours.
we should move on.
i could ask you the same thing.
i just... am pleased to see you, that’s all.
you are looking for forgiveness, but i’m not the one who can give it to you.
they say death is only a journey. does that help?
i stand ready.
shall we end this quickly?
another battle is upon us.
you frightened me.
to be honest, i see no point in filling these moments with empty talk.
my wounds need attention.
before we found you, there was a moment when i... don’t do that again.
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