♖ oh, the show is on,

ROLINE she/her 19teen my star sign is edward norton gotham’s most paid journalist knights enthusiast dreadfort’s angel

† nothing fucks with my baby ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧

ramsay bolton’s dear lady wife ➵ ➵ ➵ aemond targaryen’s devoted girlfriend ormund hightower’s personal secretary asoiaf freak

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thank you so much, dear anon🥺💗 you can’t imagine the amount of joy you bring to me!! im so happy you feel that way!! love u, angel<33

hii, dear anon, and welcome!! hope you like it here!!💓 mwah mwah <33

you are literally the sweetest, dear anon!!🤍🤍🤍 kissing you through the screen💋💋

have been pondering this for a long time… i feel like i have a desire to write for other fandoms besides asoiaf (not abandoning it dw!!) though im also really nervous about it…

so as my audience, i would really love to hear your opinion in what would you like to read… im still unsure about it but we will see 🚬

THE LIST OF SPECIFIC CHARACTERS I HAVE IN MIND

dc — vigilante/adrian chase, superman/clark kent, batman/bruce wayne, supergirl/kara zor-el, lex luthor

x-men — peter maximoff, erik lehnsherr, hank mccoy

marvel — moon knight (oscar isaac’s characters)

scream — stu macher, charlie walker, ethan landry

more characters may be added in the future, it’s just an approximate list!!

sevyn!! literally did the same with your blog the other day😭🤍 your theme is so beautiful and delicious and i love your blog so much!!💋

۶ৎ cw: mdni 18+ dead dove? wife!reader blood kink knife play ramsay carving his initials established relationship everything is consensual!!

“not even a whimper? such a good girl.” he murmured, hovering over you, hot breath teasing your neck, as his fingertips traced a thin cut near your collarbone. "tell me, does it hurt?"

you shook your head no, eyes focused and fixed solely on him, irises almost fully swallowed by the pupil, teeth nibbling your bottom lip in anticipation. ramsay smiled softly, tracing the tip of the blade in circle around your breast. “no? not even a little?”

he pressed the knife harder, steal biting into your flesh, slicing through the thin layer of skin with ease. you jerked involuntarily, but he pressed you back down with a firm hand on your throat. “uh-uh… where do you think you’re going, darling?” one crimson bead appeared on your chest and ramsay smudged it onto your skin with a gentle touch of his finger. “look at you, so beautiful…” he whispered, lips grazing yours in a teasing motion. “and awfully silent… but don’t worry, my love, i will make you scream soon enough.”

you tilted your head up, trying to catch his lips with yours, but he managed to pull away quickly, teasing grin on his face. “oh, such a greedy thing, thinking you deserve that already?”

a smile formed on your lips, and instead of answering, you lunged, hands shot out to grip his shoulders, planning to overpower him, yet he was faster, pinning you back in place, the tip of the dagger pressed right to your neck. you stilled in his grip, an animal that got caught by the sly hunter, ramsay watched you for a moment, then a single chuckle escaped him, a sound of pure delight. "what a feisty girl! that was a good one, i'll give you that, almost got me..." he pressed the knife slightly harder, forcing you to even your breath and making it risky to swallow. "it seems someone is desperate today, hm? want me all to yourself?"

"maybe." you managed a breathy response. tracing his naked body with your gaze, the pale eyes filled with hunger and cruelty, the boyish smile, hard planes of his chest, thick flesh of his biceps, trail of dark hair down his stomach turning into dark curls below his navel.

ramsay smirked, flashing sharp canines. "oh?" he trailed the knife lower, stopping right at your sternum. "then how can i say no to such a precious thing?" he applied pressure, making a faint cut, a tease of what to come. "if you want me all to yourself... then it means i have to mark you properly, don't i?"

he didn't press to maim, but still hard enough for the thin scars to remain for a few moons, decorating your skin with his name in dark crimson, gentle touch mixed with a loving reverence and a harsh sting of the blade. you whimpered softly, hand gripping his thigh to anchor yourself. "shh, don't fight it... my brave girl." ramsay pressed a quick kiss to your cheek and continued his task. stinging sensation teased your senses, turning all the nerves in your body raw, blood singing, so cold and so hot and present. "that's it. my beautiful, perfect wife." he murmured, watching how the crimson R. B. in the hollow between your breasts slowly started leaking with fresh, ruby droplets.

he seemed mesmerised, chest going up and down unevenly, staring at the marks he left, predator ready to pounce in any moment. ramsay set the knife aside and leaned close, nose brushing your neck, inhaling the sweet smell he craved all the time, trailing kisses down your throat, lower and lower, until his lips reached the bleeding initials. as you felt his hot tongue on the cut, leaking away the blood, your hand shot out to his hair, gripping the curls harshly, but not making him pull away. ramsay let out a soft groan, lapping at the blood like the sweetest wine, while his hand snaked down to cup the damp heat between your legs. "craving me already?" he murmured against your skin, hot breath tickling the damaged skin. his wet tongue made contact with your chest again, kitten licking the raw wound. his fingers teased your slit, toying with slow strokes, as his mouth was sucking out what felt like the last drops of blood from your solar plexus.

you winced when his teeth grazed the cut, a dull ache spreading through your chest like hot honey, heaving your limbs and electrifying every sensation. ramsay pulled away from his feast, capturing your lips in a tender kiss, making you taste copper on your tongue as he moaned into your lips. "now it's time for the dessert, darling." he whispered, spreading your legs roughly, not looking away from your face, drinking in your every microexpression.

"brace yourself, my love..." ramsay grinned, trailing his lips down your inner thigh, giving the flesh gentle kisses before biting into the meat. "because i am planning to savour my meal.... thoroughly."

with that, he buried his head between your thighs, hands gripping your hips with a bruising force, listening to your sweet moans and mewls, making you dissolve completely in the pleasure only he could bring you.

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