14 Works by daemoniel
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Rhaenyra lets her hands rest comfortably in her lap, chin raised, gaze sharp as Valyrian steel. She looks like a dragon watching from its nest.
The comparison makes Aemond swallow hard, his irises darkening, reflecting his desire. The attraction burning in his chest races straight to somewhere else. The urge to come closer and worship her from head to toe makes his mouth water.
But he never dares to get up. He never looks away.
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It's almost two in the morning when Rhaenyra gets home—exhausted, drained, and running on empty. Daemon doesn't ask questions. He simply picks up the toys, holds her hand, and stays. With her. That's all she needs.
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You didn't want to be at the Lynxley family gala. But Pawbert asked—so you came. Between spiked champagne and hungry glances, you decide to teach him something new: how to see the truth behind high zoociety's pretty masks. The only problem? He's a fast learner. And you're starting to enjoy the lesson a little too much.
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In Alastor's arms, with his touch against your back in that exact, respectful position, a sigh escapes your lips and you feel on cloud nine. Even though neither of you is an angel or pure, it's all that fills your mind, that makes a dreamy gleam shine in your eyes; your attention is entirely on Alastor and, even when you stumble, almost falling and ruining the dance, he holds you. He continues with his smile intact, a certainty in his actions that soothes your poor, foolish heart.
With the grace you secretly envy—in equal measure to your admiration, of course—Alastor pulls you back with a gentle yet firm gesture; you resume dancing as if nothing happened. But you could swear an amused glimmer appears in the depths of his eyes.
It was for you. All for you. The thought is enough to make you beam, feeling an emotion rush up your arms, infiltrate your heart, embed itself in your flesh, and devour your soul. The sensation is all you could ask for.
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No one could explain the gleam in Daemon’s eyes the moment he returned from his first flight, when he could finally call Caraxes his own: his dragon, his friend, his weapon, his bloodkin. For if there was one thing the Targaryens had, it was fire running through their veins, pumping their hearts, and scorching their souls.
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Aegon adores the bright, happy sound his elder sister makes whenever he covers her neck, arms, and chin in kisses. He's long lost count of how many times he's drawn a laugh or a huff from her lips, and he never fails to delight in it.
He loves how Rhaenyra feels no shame in showing her pleasure—whether in bed, or in joking about how Syrax and Sunfyre get along in such an ironic way—and the joy that fills her chest. He loves how she's so… genuine.
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- Part 4 of ❝ Every time I was yours ❜❜
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Marble Memory by daemoniel
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
29 Jun 2025
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Satoru knows his heart pounds harder whenever he sees Utahime smile, knows some dreams belong to her alone, and knows he adores making her huff in anger.
Irritating her isn’t a gift, isn’t something special—he tells himself this more times than he can count. But he knows the sight of Utahime rolling her eyes and cursing him under her breath (or outright shouting!) is far too amusing for him not to repeat.
He’ll repeat it—he knows he will. And he doesn’t regret it.
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“Excuse me?” Aegon asks. Confusion practically drips off his face, especially with how his eyebrows are knitted together. “You want me to do what?”
A smile spreads across Rhaenyra’s face. It lands somewhere between amusement—the genuine kind that sparkles in her amethyst eyes—and a hint of sarcasm he finds ridiculously hot.
“I want you to put chocolate on nipples,” she repeats, patient as hell.
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- Part 3 of ❝ Every time I was yours ❜❜
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He likes being good for her. A good lover. Like Aegon’s never been with other women—and he’s sure he never will be. It’s kind of funny, really, because he doesn’t even regret not trying harder than necessary (sometimes not even that) to make a woman come the way he makes his older sister come.
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- Part 2 of ❝ Every time I was yours ❜❜
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He was made for it; she had no doubt. Especially in the way Aegon looked back at Rhaenyra over his shoulder, biting his lip every time she thrust deeper. Every time she scratched his waist, digging her fingers into her half-brother's flesh, when her Alpha plunged deep inside Aegon's Omega, he dreamed of staying like this forever.
Hers. He wanted to be hers forever.
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- Part 1 of ❝ Every time I was yours ❜❜
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Alicent huffs, but doesn’t resist as Daemon rips the rest of her dress away, yanking the threads with an aggression that wasn’t necessary. Even as the beast inside her snarls, as her own claws—bloodied from tearing at his clothes, another consequence of two Alphas turning a kiss into a contest—slide free, digging into the white sheets, she feels no urge to fight.
Not when they’re alone.
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Gunpowder That Splashes The Flesh by daemoniel
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021)
06 May 2025
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She shouldn’t fit there—not against his calloused palm or his rusted chest. But she does. Like a knife in a sheath. The wrong sheath, old and worn. And the blade had been dirty for a long time.
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- English
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I mark your skin—with my presence, my existence, my soul. Eye to eye. Skin against skin. I hear your moans, and a smile stretches across my face every time you beg for more.
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Caitlyn rolls her eyes but doesn’t argue. I see it in her face—how she hates when I do this, when I shove truths onto the table. Some things can’t be buried with flowers. It is what it is, whether she likes it or not. But it doesn’t erase the beauty of what we have.