ᎷᎥᎶᏬᏋᏝ Ꭷ'ᏂᏗᏒᏗ ጀ ᏒᏋᏗᎴᏋᏒ

Title: A Witcher's Heart

Note: In this story, the reader will take on the role of a character who interacts with Geralt of Rivia.

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The wind whistled through the trees as you made your way through the darkened forest. You were on a quest, searching for a rare herb that could save your village from a mysterious illness. Little did you know that destiny had something else in store for you that day.

Suddenly, you heard a rustling sound behind you. Instinctively, your hand went to your sword hilt. You turned, ready to face whatever danger lurked in the shadows. To your surprise, a tall figure emerged—a man with white hair, piercing eyes, and the unmistakable presence of a Witcher.

Geralt of Rivia stood before you, his silver sword gleaming in the moonlight. He spoke in his gravelly voice, "Looking for trouble?"

You relaxed slightly, realizing he meant no harm. "No, I'm on a quest. I seek a rare herb to heal my village. But it seems I've lost my way."

Geralt's eyes studied you, assessing your determination and sincerity. "I can help," he offered, surprising you with his willingness.

Together, you embarked on a journey through the forest, sharing stories and laughter along the way. Geralt's gruff exterior melted away as you discovered his hidden warmth and kindness. He was unlike any other person you had met—a blend of strength, resilience, and a surprising gentleness.

Days turned into weeks, and your bond with Geralt grew stronger. As he fought monsters and protected you from danger, you couldn't help but admire his skill and unwavering dedication. His scars told stories of countless battles, and yet, there was a vulnerability in his eyes that only you seemed to see.

One fateful night, as you sat by the campfire, the air crackled with unspoken emotions. Geralt broke the silence, his voice barely a whisper, "I never expected to find someone like you."

Your heart skipped a beat as you realized the depth of your feelings for the Witcher. With trembling hands, you reached out and touched his cheek, your voice filled with emotion, "And I never expected to find someone like you either, Geralt."

In that moment, time stood still. Geralt's eyes met yours, his gaze filled with a mixture of longing and hesitation. Then, he leaned in, closing the distance between you. The world faded away as you shared a tender, passionate kiss—a union of two souls brought together by destiny.

From that day forward, you and Geralt traveled side by side, facing the challenges of the world together. Love and adventure intertwined, as you discovered the true power of companionship and the strength of a Witcher's heart.

Breed you

Warning: sex, unprotected sex, smut, breeding.

Masterlist

As the sun set behind the walls of King's Landing, you found yourself in the throne room of the Red Keep. Your lover, Daemon, stood before you, his silver hair shimmering in the dim candlelight. He was a man unlike any other- fierce, bold, and unafraid to take what he wanted.

You could feel his eyes roaming over your body, hunger in his gaze. He had summoned you here for a reason, and you knew it would be nothing short of wild and passionate.

'Māzigon issa jorrāelagon,' he purred, his hand extended towards you

Without hesitation, you walked towards him, your heart racing in anticipation. As you drew closer, you could see the intensity in his eyes, his desire for you burning like fire. He grabbed you by the waist and pulled you against him, his lips crashing down onto yours in a heated kiss. You could feel his hands roaming over your body, igniting a fire within you.

Without breaking the kiss, Daemon lifted you up and placed you on the Iron Throne. It was cold and hard beneath you, but with his warm body pressed against yours, you didn't care. He began to undress you, his hands moving expertly over your skin, sending shivers down your spine. You moaned against his lips as he traced a line down your neck, trailing hot kisses along your collarbone.

'Issa dārys,' you breathed, pulling him closer to you.

He pulled back to look into your eyes, his own smoldering with desire. 'Nyke jaelagon naejot breed ao, nyke jaelagon ao naejot carry issa riñar isse aōha fertile womb.' he whispered huskily.

Your eyes widened at his words, the thought of carrying his child filling you with a mix of excitement and fear. But with Daemon, you knew you were safe. You nodded, giving him your consent.

With a smirk, he lifted you up and positioned you on his lap, his hard length pressing against you. He buried himself deep inside you, causing you to gasp and cling onto him for dear life. 'Gods, ao feel sīr sȳz sīr ȳrda syt issa issa dāria ' he groaned, his thrusts becoming faster and more urgent.

Your bodies moved in perfect harmony, lost in a world of pleasure and bliss. As Daemon's pace quickened, you felt your body building towards a powerful climax. With a loud cry, you reached your peak, your whole body trembling with pleasure.

But Daemon wasn't finished yet. He continued to move within you, his intensity never wavering. 'Nyke going naejot breed ao ēva aōha grevenka rūsīr issa riñar isse aōha womb.' he growled, his voice filled with possessiveness.

The thought of carrying his child ignited a new fire within you, and you eagerly welcomed him deeper inside you. You could feel him nearing his own release, and with one final thrust, he cried out your name, filling you with his seed.

As you both caught your breath, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment. You gazed into each other's eyes, knowing that in that brief moment, you had created something magical.

'Avy jorrāelan,' Daemon whispered, his hand stroking your cheek lovingly.

'Se nyke ao,' you replied, feeling more connected to him than ever before.

As you both sat on the Iron Throne, lost in each other's embrace, you knew that you were meant to be together. And as you felt his love and warmth surround you, you couldn't wait to see what the future held for you both.

Translation

Māzigon issa jorrāelagon- come my love

Issa dārys- my king

Nyke jaelagon naejot breed ao, nyke jaelagon ao naejot carry issa riñar isse aōha fertile womb- I want to breed you, I want you to carry my children in your fertile womb

Gods, ao feel sīr sȳz sīr ȳrda syt issa issa dāria- Gods, you feel so good so tight for me my queen

Avy jorrāelan- I love you

Se nyke ao- and I you

I was taking a walk in nature and I realized that the world is still beautiful it just has flaws like us humans 🌤️ 💞💞

Don't Kill!

The doctor gently held Baby Hope's tiny arm, preparing to administer the necessary vaccine. Hope's cries filled the room, her tiny face scrunched up in discomfort. klaus stood nearby, his heart breaking at the sight of his beloved daughter in distress.

Klaus's anger surged, his protective instincts raging against the doctor who dared to make his precious baby cry. His eyes flashed with a dangerous intensity, and the urge to unleash his wrath upon the unsuspecting medical staff grew stronger by the second.

Just as Klaus was about to unleash his fury, a calming voice interrupted his thoughts. It was y/n, his loving wife, who stood by his side, recognizing the turmoil within him.

"Don't go on a murder spree, love," y/n spoke softly, their voice laced with concern and understanding.

Klaus turned his gaze toward y/n, momentarily torn between his instincts and the rationality that y/n always seemed to bring out in him. He took a deep breath, attempting to regain control over his emotions and quell the raging storm within.

The doctor finished administering the vaccine, and Baby Hope's cries began to subside as she was comforted by her mother.

Klaus, still seething with anger, took a step back, his fangs retracting and his eyes returning to their usual calm blue. He realized that y/n was right. Going on a murderous rampage would not only endanger others but also set a terrible example for his daughter.

Reluctantly, Klaus nodded to y/n, acknowledging their wisdom. "You're right, my love," he admitted, his voice tinged with regret. "I must find another way to protect our family."

Y/n's reassuring hand gently grasped Klaus's, their touch offering solace and support. "We will find a way, Klaus," she said, her voice brimming with unwavering faith. "Together, we can keep our family safe."

Klaus's features softened as he allowed the love and reason in y/n's words to wash over him. He knew that his wife was his anchor, the one who could quell the storm within him and guide him towards a better path.

He would channel his anger into productive avenues, ensuring the safety and happiness of Baby Hope and the rest of their loved ones.

And as they left the doctor's office, Klaus held y/n's hand tightly, grateful for their presence in his life.

KYAAAA!!! SO CUTE!! 😍🥺

He made a lot of biscuits today

𝙰 𝙳𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙵𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎

𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

The sun shone brightly as Henry, you, and your twin sons, Tommy and Charlie, made your way to the entrance of the amusement park. Excitement filled the air as you looked forward to a day filled with thrilling rides, delicious treats, and unforgettable family moments.

Henry: *grinning, his eyes sparkling with anticipation* "Boys, are you ready for an adventure-filled day at the amusement park?"

Tommy and Charlie: *nodding vigorously* "Yes, Daddy! We can't wait!"

(Y/n): *smiling warmly* "I'm so excited, too. It's going to be an amazing day together."

As you entered the park, the boys' eyes widened with wonder at the sight of colorful attractions and the sound of joyous laughter. Henry took Tommy's hand, while you held Charlie's, ensuring their safety as you explored the park's various rides and attractions.

The first stop was a thrilling roller coaster that soared high into the sky. Henry and Tommy, both adrenaline enthusiasts, couldn't wait to experience the exhilaration. As they strapped into their seats, their excitement was contagious.

(Y/n): *gently reassuring Charlie* "Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll watch Daddy and Tommy from here.

Charlie: *nervously* "Okay, Mummy."

As the roller coaster took off, the boys' screams of joy and excitement echoed through the air.

Henry's laughter mixed with Tommy's as they experienced the twists, turns, and drops. You and Charlie watched with gleaming eyes, thrilled by their infectious enthusiasm.

Next, you ventured into a whimsical carousel. Henry lifted Tommy onto a majestic horse, his eyes sparkling with delight. You lifted Charlie onto a nearby horse, ensuring he felt safe and secure.

Tommy: *grinning from ear to ear* "Look, Daddy! I'm riding a real horse!"

Henry: *beaming with pride* "You sure are, Tommy! Hold on tight and enjoy the ride!"

As the carousel spun gracefully, the boys' laughter filled the air. You and Henry exchanged glances, cherishing the joy radiating from your children.

To cool off from the summer heat, you headed to a water ride. Henry and Tommy eagerly volunteered to sit in the front, ready to get soaked. Charlie, a bit more cautious, opted for a seat in the middle.

As the boat splashed through the water, Henry and Tommy embraced the refreshing spray, their laughter ringing out. Charlie, initially unsure, soon found himself laughing alongside them, letting go of his reservations and embracing the moment.

With smiles on your faces and memories etched in your hearts, you continued exploring the park, indulging in delicious snacks and playing games.

Henry showcased his competitive side as he challenged Tommy and Charlie in various skill-based games, cheering them on with each throw and shot.

As the day drew to a close, Henry, you, Tommy, and Charlie found a spot to sit and rest. The boys nestled against you, their faces beaming with happiness.

(Y/n): *gently ruffling their hair* "Did you have a good time, my little adventurers?"

Tommy and Charlie: *in unison* "The best day ever, Mom!"

Henry: *wrapping his arm around you, his voice filled with love* "I couldn't agree more. Today was a day we'll always cherish."

As the sun began to set, you left the amusement park, your hearts filled with the joy and love shared throughout the day. Hand in hand, you walked back to the car, grateful for the incredible memories created as a family.

With Tommy and Charlie snuggled up in the backseat, their eyes growing heavy from the day's excitement, you turned to Henry, a grateful smile on your face.

(Y/n): *whispering* "Thank you for being such an amazing father and making today so special for our boys."

Henry: *kissing your forehead* "It's my greatest joy, my love. Our family is everything to me, and I'll always cherish these moments we share together."

As the car pulled away, the memories of a day filled with laughter

Easter...?🐣

Lavern 🐦‍⬛ *delusional**

Shattered Promises: Henry Cavill x Reader

Note: This story explores the painful journey of a relationship's end and the process of healing and moving forward.

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The walls of the once-happy home felt suffocating as tension hung in the air. Henry Cavill stood before you, his face etched with a mixture of sorrow and resignation. The words he spoke felt like shards of glass, piercing your heart.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I've found someone else," he uttered, his voice filled with remorse.

Shock washed over you, and your world crumbled in an instant. The promises of forever, the dreams you had built together, shattered into a million pieces. A lump formed in your throat, stifling the words that begged for an explanation.

Trying to compose yourself, you choked out a question, your voice trembling. "Henry, how... how did this happen? What went wrong?"

Henry's gaze flickered, avoiding your eyes. "I don't have all the answers, Y/N. Sometimes, feelings change, and I can't deny the connection I've found with someone else. It's not fair to you or to myself to pretend otherwise."

Pain coursed through your veins, tears blurring your vision. The weight of heartbreak settled upon your shoulders, threatening to crush you. In that moment, it felt as though your entire world had been torn apart.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, as you navigated the aftermath of Henry's departure. The anguish and confusion lingered, but amidst the darkness, a flicker of resilience ignited within you. You resolved to pick up the pieces of your shattered heart and rebuild your life.

Surrounded by the support of loved ones, you embarked on a journey of self-discovery and healing. You sought solace in the embrace of friends who reminded you of your worth, who encouraged you to rediscover the depths of your strength.

As time passed, you grew stronger, finding solace in your passions and rediscovering the person you were before Henry entered your life. Each day brought new opportunities for growth and self-love.

But even as you forged ahead, the scars of your broken relationship remained. The memories of Henry's touch, his laughter, and the love you once shared haunted your thoughts, a constant reminder of what was lost.

Then, one day, as the sun bathed the world in golden light, you realized that the pain had transformed into something different—a bittersweet nostalgia that no longer held you captive. The wounds had begun to heal, paving the way for a future filled with hope and new beginnings.

In the midst of your healing, you discovered a strength you never knew existed. You found love within yourself and learned to embrace the person you had become.

And as you stood on the precipice of a new chapter, you knew that the pain of losing Henry had shaped you, but it did not define you. The world held infinite possibilities, and you were determined to embrace them with open arms.

In time, you found love again, a love that was built on a foundation of mutual respect and understanding. This love, though different, was no less profound. It reminded you that your heart could mend and that happiness could be found in unexpected places.

Henry remained a part of your story, a chapter that brought both joy and sorrow. The wounds he left behind had scarred, but they had also reminded you of your resilience and capacity to love.

As you moved forward, you carried the lessons learned from your past, cherishing the moments of happiness and growth. And with each step, you embraced the beautiful uncertainty of life, knowing that the future held infinite possibilities, even after the most devastating of heartbreaks.

Masterlist

𝙷𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚢 𝙲𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕

𝙰 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙰𝚏𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛