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[jayden-killer]

Unforeseeable incident.

(Loki x fem!reader).

summary: you agreed with your best friend Thor to come to Asgard, expecting you could take well the interdimentional voyage. Well, you didn't. And now you're stuck in a certain prince's bed...

warnings: none. This is a LOKI AU!! This takes place in an universe where Loki was never traumatised by Odin and the events of the first Thor movie don't happen!!!

☆

Hot.

What I felt on my skin was a suffocating heat that left me no time to breathe.

I could feel the drops of sweat on my forehead, and my breathing was straining as I regained consciousness. Until I opened my eyes with a startle. As if I were drowning in the open sea my lungs filled with all the air possible; I inhaled, I exhaled. I did it a second, then a third time, until my breathing settled. My first thought, looking around the room decorated with antique ornaments, illuminated by the light fire from the fireplace, was that it was certainly not on Earth. Had I been abducted? By aliens? Perhaps I sounded tempting for dinner.

Definitely.

All the thoughts in my head distracted me from the slender figure and well dressed in green and golden armor. The raven hair was well combed backwards. And those aquamarine eyes that reminded me of the salty expanse that I loved so much. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me awake.

"My apologies, young lady, I didn't mean to startle you" was his kind voice.

"I am.. where?" That’s all I could say in the throes of curiosity and fear. If I was kidnapped, I had to at least know the name of my kidnapper.

"I offer you my sincere apologies on behalf of Loki, God of Mischief, son of Odin, and Frigga, brother of Thor and future King of Asgard". He bent down at the bed foot, his face quite close to mine. I could see the delicate features of his face, his lips rosy and thin...

Wait a second. Asgard. Thor..

Oh.

Now my little neurons were connecting.

My hand hit my forehead hard, making the slap ring throughout the room. The raven-haired boy let out an amused laugh. "Your brother is an idiot if he thought I would survive the Bifrost trip," I said, rolling my eyes.

"My brother is many things. Among these, he do not have any sense". He smiled again. "Foolish brother..."

"Right.."

Sitting down, resting my head on the soft (royal) pillow, I still looked around the lost room. It was clear that Asgard, one of the worlds of the Nine Kingdoms, had just come out of a chapter of the ``Lord of the Rings``. Everything seemed so... medieval.

"Make me guess, Prince Loki..."

He raised a hand in dissent and laughed. "I do not approve of the use of real titles, I find them retrograde. We may also be a different people from you Midgardians, however..."

This time it was my turn to interrupt him. "Midgardians?"

"Ah, yes," he smiled. "Mortals. Humans. Earthlings. Which one do you prefer?"

"Every of them, as long as you don’t use earthlings. It looks like I'm talking to an alien." I shuddered at the idea and he couldn’t help but laugh. He moved to the edge of his large bed, standing beside me, while maintaining a distance between us. "I will never do it again, I swear to the gods."

"But you are a God," I pointed out.

"Ah, correct answer, but I am not a superior God."

My eyes shrunk into two small slits, confused. "Okay, go ahead."

"As I said, you mortals are not accustomed to the use of our means of transport. It was clear that you would not be able to pass out at the end of the journey. No wonder my bum-head brother didn’t show you the instructions".

Now I was more confused than before. "Are there any instructions on how to cross it?"

"We’re not barbarians!" he replied, offering me a mischievous smile from those who knew each other. Then he stood up, not looking away from mine. He kept his smile curved towards the corner of his cheek, turning the bed and walking towards the door. Meanwhile I remained on the bed, never breaking the visual contact between us. It was intense, a visual contact that implied that between us it would be a deep future connection.

"Your Asgardian clothes are resting on the chair at the bottom of the room," he said softly, keeping the gold-plated knob in his hand.

"I’m going to have a chat with my stupid brother. You, instead, take it easy, Midgardian."

I think he meant the change of clothes.

Before he could let me fight with my thoughts soft eyes turned towards my direction with a mixed look of curiosity and malice, saying with confidence: "I expect to see you take part in the annual welcome back ceremony of the eldest son tonight. Don’t be late, Odin doesn’t like to wait". With this, he closed the door behind him, and I swore on my life to hear him sniggering. I think it was the third or fourth time I turned to look at the room I was in, in a state of confusion. As much confusion when I wondered aloud if Thor, in another universe, had measured his boldness better.

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[cherry-soda-molars]

DAY TWO OF YURI WEEK!!!

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[pietrotheavenger]

learn to love

chapter 14 - how to breathe

summary: steve and y/n don’t get along. now, they have to.

pairings: au!steve rogers x fem!reader

warnings: alcohol

a/n: two years later LMFAO dedicated to anon. proofread once and did not edit. there will be another chapter!

series masterlist

steve did not text y/n when he got home. she stayed up an hour, waiting for her phone to light up with his text, but it never did. she didn’t know when she fell asleep that night, but when it came it was restless and absent of any dreams.

the following day was a rinse and repeat of her daily life; wake up, get ready for work, take the subway, and pretend to be busy for eight hours. when she got home and kicked her shoes off, all she wanted was a glass of wine. she paused at the fridge and she checked her phone for what felt like the millionth time that day. no new texts. she sighed, poured herself a glass, and sat down at the dining table. she looked around the empty apartment, her thoughts naturally drifting to steve as they usually did.

what was he doing? was he thinking about her? why hadn’t he texted her?

she pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed again. then, she stood up with a start. since when did she sit around feeling sorry for herself? since when? she felt a bit of anger bubble up inside of her. all of this melancholy over a man? god, if she was one of her friends, she would’ve told herself to get a grip. well, she thought, nothing a good shower can’t fix. she pushed her thoughts of steve and his pink lips to the side, and took her glass of wine with her to the bathroom.

an hour later, while y/n was moisturizing her freshly shaved legs, her phone chirped. she looked over, absentmindedly singing along to the music she had put on for her shower. a text. she looked closer. from natasha. she finished applying the cream, then picked her phone up.

nat: will be home from work late tonight. don’t watch love island without me!

she smiled briefly, and shot back a reply.

y/n: wouldn’t dream of it! i don’t feel like cooking so i’ll order a pizza

she set her phone back on the counter, her gaze falling on natasha’s organizer filled with hair accessories. she looked up at the mirror, at her wet hair. she picked up her phone and sent another text to natasha.

y/n: can i borrow your hair pins?

a moment later:

nat: go for it

she quickly set to work blow drying her hair. natasha’s hair was always perfectly curled, and y/n had watched her on multiple occasions use pins to keep the curls in their shape and she had always wanted to try it herself, and see if her hair could be just as bouncy, or if the red head was just using sorcery. before she began curling her hair, she ordered the pizza so that it would arrive around the same time she was done. she also needed to refill her glass.

30 minutes later, she heard a knock at the door. “just a second!” she called out, as she carefully rolled up the last curl and clipped it into place. she paused to admire her handiwork. there was a couple stray pieces of hair sticking out, but overall not bad for her first time trying. she ran out of the bathroom and stopped in the hallway to rummage through her purse for cash. “one second, sorry!” she called out again, hoping the delivery person wouldn’t be annoyed with her. she barely missed stumbling over her shoes before she finally reached the door and opened it.

standing in front of her was six feet and two inches of man. of a man that was quite familiar to her. steve, to be specific. in his hand, in place of the box of pizza that she was expecting, was a bouquet of daffodils wrapped together with light blue cellophane and a bow.

“y/n,” he exhaled, seeming as if he had forgotten what he was going to say.

“steve,” she said, surprise equally evident in her voice and her face.

“i want you,” he rushed out so fast that it seemed that it was all one word. “i want you,” he repeated, slower. the second his eyes had fallen on her, all of the things he had planned to say to her flew out of his head. in their place, all that remained was one thing. one person, to be specific. her.

“steve,” she whispered.

he took a step closer. “i want you,” he said again, his voice low. she wordlessly stepped aside and allowed him to enter the apartment. she closed the door and turned around to face him and pressed her hands together to keep them from shaking. she didn’t meet his eyes, instead looking down at the shoes she had almost tripped over just a minute earlier. he sighed her name and reached for her hand, placing it on his chest, over his heart. she finally looked up at him, eyes searching his expression. “these past months without you,” he began, “have been the most agonizing of my life. i never realized that i need you the way i need air. when i saw you last night, it was like i remembered how to breathe again.

“i can’t lose you. i don’t care about all your stupid worries, i don’t care what my family would think about all of this. all i care is that i have you. i need you, i need to be able to breathe,” he said. “i can’t spend another moment of my life without you, y/n. i’ll do whatever i can to make this work, i’ll do whatever i can to make you happy, i promise. i just need you.”

her lips parted but she did not reply. they stared at each other for a full minute. he waited for an answer from her, anything. even a, “no steve.” but she said nothing. his heart was beating fast and he knew she could feel it. his hand fell from hers, and he broke eye contact.

her heart dropped, and she instantly knew that she shared the same madness as him. “steve,” she murmured, her hand trailing up to his face. her fingers carefully traced over his jawline, his stubble tickling her fingers. his blue eyes lifted to meet hers again. there was a small brown mole on his cheek. she had never noticed it. she wrapped both of her arms around his neck and pulled him in for an embrace. he wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tight. the flowers became slightly crushed in the process, but he didn’t noticed. he buried his face in her neck, savoring her sweet, clean scent. one of the metal pins in her hair poked the side of his head, and she gasped, “oh my god,” and pulled back, her hand flying up to touch her hair.

“what?” he snapped, feeling a flash of agitation at the interruption of their hug. though she hadn’t escaped from his arms quite yet.

“my hair,” she gawked, as if it should have been obvious to him. he let himself take a good look at her. she was dressed in pajama pants and a college t-shirt, and her hair was pinned up like a woman out of a 1950’s fashion magazine. he smiled to himself. she looked ethereal. the annoyed look on her face quickly brought him back down to reality.

he fought the urge to roll his eyes and said instead, “it doesn’t matter.” how could it matter, when she was here with him? he swore his heart skipped a beat. she hadn’t said much, but she didn’t need to. this had to happen. he needed her and he would do whatever he possibly could for her to be his.

“it matters to me! i look ridiculous!” she cried, turning her head to look in the mirror on the wall next to the front door. she reached up and pulled a pin out, the curl falling down in a perfect spiral, mesmerizing steve.

he touched the piece of hair, making her hand stop mid air as she went to unfasten another curl. he wrapped the strand around his finger and released it, watching it bounce. “you’re so beautiful,” he whispered, repeating the motion, “every single part of you. i want it all.” his hand moved up to cup her face and tilt it up towards his. he closed the distance between them until they were barely separated by an inch. his eyes fell to her lips. “please, be mine,” he exhaled, his eyes fluttering closed.

she leaned in, her lips meeting his in a kiss.

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[hellcheer-heaven]

Modern!Hellcheer Headcanon: Chrissy sending these memes because she wants sex since Eddie isn’t getting her “subtle hints” in real life.

Eddie responding back with this because he thinks they’re just sending memes:

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[bellacullenvamp]

Red Moon ❣️

Genre: angst / au!

Rated: G (clean for all ages)

About: The Cullens have a new family member. The teen girl y/n.

Chapter two. ● Masterlist ●

CHAPTER TWO.

Edward and Bella were making Renesmee breakfast, while she was going through her phone as if she was just a normal teenager. I came close with my backpack on my shoulder.

" You look awesome." Said Bella while putting her thumbs up. I smiled and Edward smiled as well, it's always a bummer to know he reads my mind, wonder how Renes deals with that.

"She hates as much as you do." Stated Edward. Bella punched his shoulder and Renes rolled her eyes.

"Dad shut up!" Kind of easy to forget they are her parents, in sigh they are only 2 years older than her.

"Manners Renesmee. Also, Esme is going to drive you girls to school." Edward educated his daughter to become a princess, and he did not fail. Renesmee walks and talks like royalty, most of the time.

The drive to school was quiet, Esme was as nervous as us, so she just tried to reassure us both with calming words. Renes was calmer, her almost boyfriend Jacob, was human, I mean, human half the time... And almost boyfriend because he is 6 years older than her, again, just in sight, in reality, Renesmee is only 6 years old...

Walking inside the school building, was challenging. Everyone was looking at the both of us. "I think they are already obsessed with the new age Cullens." Renes has her mom's sarcasm for sure.

We got our class map and none of our classes matched. " What a joke! We are students of the same year!" I exclaimed desperately.

"For sure they want us to meet new people," says Renesmee while walking away.

My first class was literature, I tried my best to blend in, but Alice's and Bella's gifts made it a little bit worse... my clothes unfortunately are way too fashionable for this small town.

I decided to sit near a girl whose clothes looked the best, she had green eyes, perfect eyebrows, and an angel face, I'm not segregating but maybe she will judge me less on being too dressed up? That line of thought was of course, wrong! She ignored me the whole class and only talked to some girls who were sitting behind us. Her blood smelled like sugar, but not in a good way, in a way that's suffocating and way too much.

The class was okay. The teacher expected way more of me. Of course, that's also the Cullens's fault. They were graduating for the tenth time and I am only on my first time. Y/n, the first dumb Cullen ever.

The second class was history and I decided to sit alone. However, not for too long, the prettiest boy I had ever seen just sat next to me. His blood smells like vanilla and roses... his eyes are a dark brown, his skin soft and pale, his fit and is wearing a jock jacket, for sure he plays Football, I think... he looks a bit older, but isn't, that his low beard effect... His hair curls was just perfect, really makes me want to pass my fingers through it.

At lunch time I found out Renesmee had way more fun than I did because she made exactly four friends. So I sat with them, grabbed a soda, and said I was just not hungry. Renesmee, touched my arm and let me know she feels sorry and forgot about the fact I just drink blood, that's a great power of hers because it means we can talk without people interacting with our conversations.

At the cafeteria table, the girl near me is called Deborah Koshi, a beautiful Indian girl who moved to Forks last year, her boyfriend, Zion Mohamed has been in Forks since birth, his Muslim dad married an American woman, and they both made a beautiful-looking boy, he was so kind towards Deborah that made a little jealous.

The other girl was sitting near Renesmee and her name was Cynthia Simpson, she had the sweetest face and temper, she was wearing a Rosary on her neck and was talking to Renesmee about her Bible study, Renesmee was listening with her full concentration, while that, Cynthia's boyfriend Cornelius Hitchcock was talking to me," I'm not a person who usually judges but isn't your name an old English man name's?" I said jokingly, fortunately he was a chill person, smiled, and said" My parents are actually English, and my name is also my great grandfather's name." He said laughing. I laughed as well and let him return to talk to Renes and Cynthia.

Suddenly I see the pretty boy from history class with the green-eyed girl from literature class. Of course, they were boyfriend and girlfriend! They were walking hand in hand across the cafeteria. If my stomach held food it would make me vomit right now. I am aware I have known him for only sixth minutes, and we would never be together! But it hurts to see them together, specially because she is such a rude person!

The rest of the day was just okay. I had a class with Cynthia, that made me notice how pretty she is, her brown skin and brown hair were the perfect match, she talked the whole class with me... However, that did not make it less of a boring day, awaiting to be finished.

At home, Edward just read my mind. Usually, he is way more modest and prudent about that, but not today.

"I'm so sorry y/n." He said with a sad tone.

"Sorry for what?" Renesmee asked from the couch, "Nothing! Just the fact I didn't make any friends on my own Renes." She doesn't need to know my first crush went that bad, I said on my mind to Edward. He nodded and left me alone, thankfully.

After that teenager humiliation moment, I went to Carlisle's office, I knocked and he answered.

"Hi," I said shyly.

"Hi," Carlisle's smile is always found when referring to me. He stopped his medical research and paid full attention to what I said.

"I spent the whole day telling people you are my dad." I saw he was waiting for more so I continued," Everybody accepted the lie that I am Rosalie's long-lost sister, crazy how the Cullens are so famous here..." I finished

"Maybe that's my medical services fault..." He laughed kindly, " I'm happy to know it was a good day for you, y/n. I acknowledge your resentments, but I mean good... I always meant good for you ." He said.

"I know. Please, remember our agreement. When I finish high school, you tell me the truth about my past." That's the only reason I am accepting this human theater. He nodded and went back to his studies, I think this means we finished our talk.

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[captainbogwitch]

The Princess, the Knight, and the Beast

“Oh, it’s you,” Its voice is a low growl, “my soldiers have been keeping their spears targeted at you from the moment you crossed over the reef; it’s so rare to see a Hylian stray so far from land these days.” The grin shifts from a small attempt to be nonchalant into something much more sinister and predatorial. “Lest they find themselves in a Zora’s trap.” Link let’s out a small laugh.

“It’s rarer still to see a Zora at all. You should be wary of voyaging Hylians, lest you fall into his trap.” Now it is the Zora’s eyes that grow and his crest twitches up.

“I don’t know much of the Hylian Common Sign, but I know enough to understand what you’ve said. And enough to know you can hear me well enough, yes?” Link grunts in the affirmative. “Well, well, well, you pretty little thing, I might be able to get out of this little net of yours eventually, but there’s no fun in that when we can establish a rapport.”

“I’ll let you go if you can give me what I need,” Link signs, impatient. He’d know the stories, if he knows the language, he can figure this out with context clues just as before. The Zora laughs.

“I might have a little trick behind my fin to help me read your signs. You might say my curiosity is piqued, and you seem fun to play with. Lean down to me,” he says, voice still sitting in that low register. “Don’t worry I promise I won’t bite. Too hard.” Link swallows. He’d be lying to say he wasn’t curious as well, to deny the adrenaline rushing through his veins at this very apparent dangerous situation he found himself in—something he used to do quite often when he was young and had fallen off the wayside when he became Zelda’s knight.

He ties the gigao on the sail post, securing it in place should the Zora attempt to loosen himself and swim away. He kneels down over the side of the canoe, reminding himself that this was all for Zelda. His blue eyes catch and keep the Zora’s gold in place as he moves, still defiant and steely. Said beast’s grin widened even more.

“What a good boy,” he purrs, lifting himself up. His face is segmented by the large woven mesh of the gigao. Link designed it specifically for the purpose of catching a Zora—the webbing was wide enough to let small fish float through without being caught, but small enough (he hoped when made it) to prevent a Zora from slipping through.

This means that the face of the beast is mostly unobscured by the rope which hangs askew from the top of his crest to around his face. Link slowly moves lower, nearly folded in half and it’s almost as if they are playing cucco with each other. Both parties kept their eyes open, the Zora daring the Hylian to return to the boat and the Hylian resolving to do whatever he needed to do. He would not turn away now.

Suddenly he feels chill, salty lips press against his own.

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[dyinglikeicarus]

Playing Pokemon Arceus so I had to make a quick sketch of Greta and her team <3

#sketch #doodle #illustration #Echo #AU!

[koiiiiijiii]

OKAY recently i just rewatched game of thrones and omg!! im so in love with dany and khal drogo dynamics. like how small she is in comparison to him, how her small hands and gentle touches makes feral man calm and all at her mercy, but at the same time she knows he is her husband and strong man and etc!!!

and it brings me idea about game of thrones au!ghost x reader scenarios! i find simon and drogo quite akin. i mean, they are both strong, fearless and silent warriors whose life is full of war and murders.

okay okay to ideas!! so maybe you were given to him as a payoff so that his people would not touch and rob your city. when he and a few of his riders were on the terrace of your house and he saw you for the very first time, so small, pure, and fragile, just like the most fragile of precious materials, he immediately liked it. of course, he understood how strong a warrior he was, but the game with your contrasts intrigued him.

after the wedding, on your first night, you were afraid of him, covered yourself with your hands, cried, resisted when he grabbed you by the hands with which you covered your chest, but did not push him away, you accepted your fate and understood that you could not escape from him. the ghost, in turn, didn't like your behavior much either, at first he tried to calm you down, brushed a couple of tears from your cheeks, tried to gently touch you (let's close our eyes to the fact that from your side it looked as if he just grabs you by the hips and leads a greasy hand from the coccyx and buttocks) but over time, you got tired of your husband just coming to the tent at night and raping you like some kind of mare, you also wanted to experience the pleasure of intimacy with your husband and one night when he came to your tent again, you told him no. simon didn't like it, not only did you not give him the pleasure of hearing your moans before (it hurt his male ego, as if he couldn't satisfy his own wife), so now you also told him no! this hurt his ego even more, his warriors were already gossiping about the fact that at night their khal's tent is always quiet, although their customs and traditions assumed that at night all simon's people are obliged to hear who you belong to.

but then you tried to explain to him in his language that today you want to be on top, you want to ride him and make it pleasant not only for him. the ghost was surprised, intrigued, that night he did not take his eyes off you, that night he was convinced of the power you have over him, first as your small, gentle touches calm the wild beast in him who has just returned from hunting, in which adrenaline is still bubbling, and then a few minutes later as your quiet moaning, requests, as you hold his broad shoulders, awaken in him again the beast that wants to make you feel good over and over again, who wants to satisfy all your desires…a beast that wants you swollen with his child.

author note: omg!!! and simon’s mask stays on fits perfectly bc he is a horseman in the desert and so that sand does not get into his nose, mouth and eyes!!

note 2: for the fuck sake!!! THAT SCENE image you already have simon’s child and he promises you the world?? that type of man you need girls, that type!!!🎀💍😌

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[kai-sillyman]

weowooeoeowooeowoe

Remember Kyurem Ghetsis? I drew him without his cloak this time heheh

Now, it's about time I explain this AU to all of you, since I've been starving you guys of content lol.

So, basically an AU where Ghetsis in B2 & W2 succeeds in freezing Unova, but there's a twist!

See, my Pokemon AU is funky & different, so let's get this straight. N is still blinded by the notion that his father is a good person. & Colress fucking hates Ghetsis & everything he stands for.

Ghetsis tried to take over Unova by force, so of course he got Kyurem. But instead of the player showing up, Colress showed up to fucking murder him, sick of his twisted acts. N, thinking that he can save the both of them, shows up shortly after begging Colress to stop, & also trying to tell Ghetsis that Kyurem is in pain & he needs to stop.

Ghetsis is essentially held at gunpoint, quite literally too. So, what does have with him? Kyurem & a DNA splicer.

Instead of him admitting defeat to save his own life, & literally everyone else's, he wedges the DNA splicer in his chest, & Colress & N can only watch in horror.

Colress immediately tries to get himself & N out of there, since he's done extensive research on DNA splicers & what they're capable of, & he knows this isn't good. At all. N's fighting back of course, since he wants to save both Kyurem & Ghetsis.

Ghetsis realizes he's made a terrible mistake after the effects of the DNA splicer doing what it's supposed to do finally kick in, & he's coughing up blood & unable to stand at this point, & Kyurem is in pain aswell, so being the dragon they are- start to stomp & flail. This, causes the chasm to start to cave in.

Colress eventually got himself & N out of there, leaving Ghetsis & Kyurem inside the sealed off chasm. N's still trying to get them, desperately trying to move rocks & crying hysterically. He's not doing too well.

Of course, Unova's still frozen. Everything is essentially gone, few survivors.

Of course, this isn't all I have for this AU. This is is just the before thing ig. I'll do a part two on lore sometime, I'll try to make it soon!

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[lazychildoflife]

@crimsonlovebartylus I haven't written anything in months so good luck.

Ocean 8 snippet (I don't remember anything about this movie 💀💀💀)

A fucking casino.

Regulus couldn't remember the last time he was in a casino. Well, that was a lie. A big fat lie. The last time he was in a fucking casino, Barty and him had won almost fifty grand before hooking up in the very large, very ostentatious toilets. They were only in Vegas for the weekend and stayed in their car rather than booking a hotel room. There was a lot of hooking up in bathrooms, alleyways, and empty rooms that weekend.

Regulus made sure to have a room this time. The most expensive room in the Vegas Strip. In fact it wasn't just a room it was more of a Penthouse with over twenty rooms, ten ensuite bedrooms, five swimming pools and six different kitchens. It was absolutely outrageous. That Regulus could admit. But thankfully his parents decided to give him the billions he deserved in their will.

Regulus sipped his wine as he watched the casino room. When he gets an emerald green and molten silver letter telling (not asking but telling) him to meet him in the fucking casino, Regulus knew what to do.

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Barty nearly collapsed as he watched his grey-eyed adonis of a boyfriend. Regulus wasn't doing anything other than sitting at the bar but he had never looked so beautiful.

Actually.

He's looked more beautiful, Barty nodded to himself as pictures of their fun in the casino overrated bathroom came to the forefront of his mind.

"No. No. Bad Barty," he muttered. He glanced down himself, "be good little man. Not yet."

"Sir?" The waiter cleared his throat, eyes narrowing at Barty. "Its your turn to order."

Barty clicked his tongue and grinned. "Right." He looked at the waiter's nametag and nudged his head towards Regulus. "See that sexy man, Edgar. Actually don't look at him. Hes my husband. He just doesn't know it yet."

Edgar blinked and sighed. "Sir-"

"Barty. We're friends now. Aren't we, Edgar?"

"We just me-"

"So I just got out of prison. How do I tell my husband who doesn't know he's my husband that I still love him. I was thinking of hacking into a bank and giving him all the money. Thats too small, isn't it, Edgar? Perhaps, I should go bigger. Last time, I broke into his parents' place and stole all their antiquities. My love is very attached to historical items. Especially if it has something to do with his own family line. Obviously, I can't relate. It's bad enough I got my sperm donor's name, I don't want anything else. I'm my mother's boy through and through."

"Sir-"

And I can't think of anyone else. Someone else take over. @sanguineerose @quillkiller @caprisonnetrinker @moonyluv-s

#bartylus #edgar bones #regulus black #regulus x barty #barty crouch jr #regulus arcturus black #bartemius crouch jr #oceans 8 #au!

[jayden-killer]

YOU LOOK LONELY.. I CAN FIX THAT. (Miguel O'Hara AU!)

summary: Year 2099 and a new A.I. had been lanuched. He is called "Miguel" and he's here to comfort you in your most hard times. But, little you know, he's more than a A.I.

paring: Miguel O'Hara x F! Reader.

A/N: woah there, Detroit: Become Human and Blade Runner combined togheter? Why not, hehehe.

WHAT'S IT LIKE TO HOLD THE HAND TO SOMEONE? INTERLINKED.

DID THEY TEACH YOU HOW TO FEEL FINGER TO FINGER? INTERLINKED.

DO YOU DREAM ABOUT BEING INTERLINKED?

INTERLINKED.

Year 2099. Bright neon leons illuminated the streets, high skyscrapers were imposing themselves, showing on their huge advertising screens and weather forecast. It was night, and the air smelled of smog. She always believed that all those air purifiers wouldn't be very effective. But now it didn’t matter, because among the crowd of people in the street she walked with her head down, tired eyes that seemed off. Next to her, dozens, no, many more people, ready to start their weekend. They planned to go to nightclubs, drink, have sex, or do something she didn't care about. She heard their laughter in the background, and he could clearly see some guys pushing each other, laughing, and joking in the corner of his eye. She didn’t care. She just wanted to get to her house. Then she gave himself a push and marched more quickly, because she could no longer. She wished to put an end to the terrible sadness in her heart.

"I'm home".

The moment she walked across the threshold of her house the lights went on, lighting up the living room and kitchen. She breathed deeply and threw out the excess oxygen accumulated, also expelling the tension she had accumulated in the day. She looked around, and calmly placed the bag on her raw coffee table until she heard some sweets in the house, yet heavy steps. Her eyebrows leapt up and a smile, a soft smile, fell on her face.

"Miguel," said his name softly. "You’re here."

"I am always here, dear. Ven aquì". The man smiled back and extended his arms in her direction. She didn’t waste any time holding him to herself. Miguel tilted his head to the side and a confused expression landed on his face. " I can feel your heartbeat, and your blood pressure is 61 mmHg. What’s going on, dear?" Miguel’s arms touched her gently, almost as if she were a fragile doll, caressing her hips. Her eyes shone.

"I just missed you, my love" she answered quietly, never stopping looking into his reddish, brown eyes. "That's all".

"I want to help you, mi sol, how can I?"

Miguel blinked, genuinely worried about his partner’s health. He gave her a rough hand in her soft hair and continued to caress her. She stared at him with those eyes that showed true love, felt, and felt good because now it was just her and her Miguel. It was just the two of them in his house while the world was doing who knows what beyond those walls. He sighed, and nodded, answering Miguel’s question. "Oh, no, I’m fine. I just missed you so much".

"I’m here, mi flor, I’m here," he repeated once again, bringing his body to him, a hug that Miguel really felt. His heart pompo more, feeling so close to him the person who had immediately shown him kindness, sweetness. The warmth that emanated from his loved one was comfortable. It was all true for him.

"Do you want to watch a movie? In exactly eight minutes, they’re gonna broadcast the "Bicentennial Man". It’s your favorite movie, right?" Miguel smiled at her, grabbing her hand and gently sitting her down on the sofa. She did not take her eyes off him for a moment: his tall, imposing figure, with large shoulders and trained arms, but she only saw a sweet man who needed great affection. He was perfect in every way.

"Of course I do, but only if you will be next to me to pamper me".

"Absolutely". Miguel landed lightly on the sofa and took a breath. With a gesture of the hand, the television went on, and the channel was rolled into the desired one with a single finger move. The girl got much closer to the man, cuddling up to him, resting her temple on his huge muscular arm. Miguel spent no time surrounding his beloved with that arm, bringing her closer to him. The two remained there, enjoying their presence, occasionally discussing the development of the film, a film that she had reviewed over and over again.

It was now night, the hologram of the clock marked 12.12 am. Miguel’s eyes fell on the figure of his beloved then sleeping companion. He calculated his breath and his heartbeats, and everything seemed normal to him. He was just resting quietly. He understood that his day had been intense, without her telling him, but he didn’t want to hurt her. Because over time he had learned to respect the needs of humans. He had become accustomed to their habits, or rather, to the habits of the one who had welcomed him to his house, without treating him as a slave, without showing racism towards him, just because he was a robot. Yet, he felt real every time he touched himself in the face, fingering his facial features. Every morning it was the same. Her arms picked her up, taking care not to wake her. She looked like an angel, he thought, admiring her as if she really was. How could human beings be such beautiful creatures, so deadly?

"Door, please," he muttered. The door to his room opened like a curtain, closing behind him. She walked calmly to her bed, then rested it on the warm mattress she had heated for her. He pulled the blanket up, and he watched her sleep for a few more minutes. She couldn’t believe it, she was the most beautiful creature he’d seen.

"Rest, my love. I’ll be here with you tomorrow too," he smiled, laying a subtle, soft kiss on her lips. His artificial heart blew, even more, even more the liquid that was contained in his circuits. He lowered the shutters and warmed the home environment a little more. Leaving the room, Miguel headed for his post, where he would recharge for the following day.

"Model 70868". This was what was written horizontally on his desk. He was not comfortable with it. He didn’t feel like a simple robot, something built to serve mankind and satisfy it fully. He didn’t feel like a machine.

"I want to be human".

#marvel imagine #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel ohara #miguel spiderman #miguel o'hara #miguel o hara #marvel #spiderman 2099 #spiderman #atvs #spiderman across the spiderverse #one shot #angst #sfw #au! #au #another world #marvel one shot #fanfic #fan fiction #atsv miguel #miguel x reader #miguel o hara x you #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o hara x y/n #spiderman 2099 x reader

[nature-and-music-art]

“You’re not what I thought you’d be like.”

“Mean and scary?”

This project was heavily inspired by the incredible works by @thenamelessdoll I’ve always loved how she is able to create such lovely art (2D and 3D) and I especially love watching the process on her youtube account.  Please check out her work and go support her. 

Affinity Photo was used to create a digital edit/drawing of Eddie Munson and Chrissy Cunningham from Stranger Things.  Screenshots from the “Once Upon a Dream” scene were used and edited as bases for both characters (i.e. shortening Phillip’s torso, widening Aurora’s neck, etc.).  The bases were then drawn over in blue to help me depict the features of both Eddie and Chrissy, then traced over, and colored.  Background comes from the same film, a gaussian blur was added.  A little purple with the opacity brought down was included to make it feel a little more dreamlike.

#artists on tumblr #nature-and-music-art #alternative universe #au! #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #hellcheer #eddie x chrissy #chrissy x eddie #eddissy #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #st4 #st #disney inspired #Disney #digital art

[hellcheer-heaven]

How many of these movies take place in forests again? Either way, The Aristocats/Hellcheer everyone.

Bonus:

Sleeping Beauty Hellcheer

Bambi Hellcheer

Fox and the Hound Hellcheer

Anastasia Hellcheer

Lion 2 Simba's Pride Hellcheer

#hellcheer #eddie munson #eddissy #munningham #chrissy cunningham #chrissy x eddie #eddie x chrissy #disney #hellcheer au #hellcheer au! #au!

[i2jks1ut]

I need more established/couple au! smut with Jungkook pls I'm not into any fantasy rn I'm in my delulu phase 😭

#jungkook #jungkook smut #jungkook fanfic #jk #au! #jungkook imagine #bts smut #bts imagine #jungkook drabble #jungkook established relationship

[captainbogwitch]

Hands of a Healer - excerpt

This must be a fucking test. The rain, moblins and bokoblins, and fucking octoroks (oh my!) He can’t even climb the walls surrounding the river with the rain. It’s been hours of dredging on the path. “The path is straight, there’s just a few monsters, oh you’re so handsome and strong!” he mouthed moving his arms up and down in an imitation of Sidon (Link might’ve added that “handsome.”) Of course the path would be straight and easy if you were a giant red predator with the mouth full of shark teeth and a four-foot stride. Even the stupidest lizalfos would take a single look at him and run. He’s a Zora! They swim! He wouldn’t need to walk on the trail, he can just swim! Link walks onto the rock crossing bow at the ready and hears a splash below him immediately letting the arrow fly before he could be hit by anything else.

“You stay quite vigilant, my friend!” speak of the devil and the giant red shark man will appear. Link was too bogged down by the rain and the lingering scent of lizalfos blood on him, but he leaned over the edge of the bridge to see the Zora. His smile wasn’t blinding this time, but it brings a little warmth to Link’s toes.  

“All the fucking octoroks in this river,” he signs, “Sorry? Didn’t expect you to meet me so soon.”

“I do apologize! I haven’t walked along the path in some time, and the octoroks in the river do not usually bother the Zora.” Theory confirmed. ”If I had known it would prove difficult, I would’ve asked for an additional escort for you!” Sidon smiles and Link decides that the breathy sound coming from his mouth and his gills was a laugh.

“Don’t mind.” Link shrugs and grins devilishly. “I like a challenge.” The next sound the Zora made was something between a choke and a cough and did not sound like a laugh at all.

“Then I suppose you won’t be interested in this electroshock elixir to help with the upcoming lizalfos ahead? I’m afraid they carry a number of shock arrows on them—they are the main reason we Zora have remained so isolated.” He holds up a small yellow bottle as Link’s eyes widened. “I’d forgotten about it earlier, but recently remembered their presence here.  It doesn’t work for us, but it has great effect for Hylians.” Sidon locks eyes with the hero, waiting for him to say something, his golden eyes almost teasing Link’s. He was trying to tempt Link, daring him to say no, or say yes, either way this solider would get what he wanted.  

And he didn’t really need an elixir, did he? He has the rubber helmet from the young woman at Riverside Stable, that would provide some protection at least. But then again, getting shocked always made him more vulnerable, and the helmet was such a pain to take off.

“I suppose, it would make the journey more challenging to go without it,” Sidon sighed, keeping eye contact as he lowers the bottle back underwater.

“Wait!” Link leaned so far off the edge of the bridge he nearly fell in the river. “How much?”

“In volume? I am unsure, perhaps assuming four or five milliliters, not much at all, but rest assured it is quite potent!”

“No, the cost? How much to buy? From you.”

“Oh, dear! You coming to the Domain is payment enough! Please do not worry about costs while you are our guest!” he tosses the elixir up to Link. “Not to mention you taking care of those electric beasts, and the ‘fucking octoroks.’” Oh. Well. Maybe he was more than “a little fluent” in HCS, repeating Link’s signs for the creatures. Link flushed at his own vulgar language.

“Thank you.” His fingers met his chin before arcing down into his palm. Now the Zora smiled, his very sharp teeth on display.

“Of course! You’re nearly there! If you must regain your strength, look for small caves in the rocks. Back when our people were more aligned traveling Hylians created these small pockets to get out of the rain themselves. I look forward to seeing you soon, victorious! Do not forget, I believe in you, my friend!” Sidon pumped his fist with a wink and Link was confident that yes, the smile really did sparkle a bit. Link watches him swim away the rushing current not slowing him down at all, the small smile on his mouth stayed even after he turns away from the river to continue the trek.

This solider was so nice. Not acting nice because Link is the Princess’s Champion, or the Hero of Hyrule. It didn’t hurt that Link was already coming to defeat Vah Ruta, but he never expected additional help on the journey, not given so gleefully. Sidon’s belief in his abilities were based solely on what he’d seen Link accomplish, not in who he was before. This kindness reminded him of…

A face, a smile. Her touch. Who—

The memory fades as quickly as it came and his face steels. There was no time to be lingering on nice, no time to be daydreaming about kind soldiers. There was a plan to follow. This hospitality must simply be an aspect of Zora culture. A useful note to make for Zelda when she returns, and everything is back to how its supposed to be. Who knows the customs of the Zora people 100 years ago. Link placs the elixir in his hip pouch and draws his bow again.

#it's a long one #but not bad #still pre-edit #this is a different fic from yesterday #it's my main fic #long summary but it's fun and i'm enjoying it #they're pre-relationship #au! #sidlink #link/sidon #my fic #my writing #botw #botw link #botw sidon #loz fic #legend of zelda

[usagi-hare]

Usagi March | LOOKS

ㅤ au ! high school ; prom outfit.

#𝕊𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕪𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕞 | looks #au! #ttd: au!highschool