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"my child is completely fine"

no honey, your child is thinking about a pale, starry-eyed man in a black coat who they wanna meet in their dreams in the really unhealthy amounts

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Mr. and Mrs. Smith (2024)

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𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕.

pairing: dream of the endless x f!reader

a cursed mortal, a lonesome Dream Lord, and a story spanning one thousand years.

content warnings: angst, slowburn/slowbuild, mutual pining, dream being dream.

⏳ playlist | corinthian & wanderer playlist | pinterest board | inspo tag & asks | ao3 |

🌙  CHAPTER INDEX

YEAR 0-200

YEAR 200-300

YEAR 304

YEAR 304-521

YEAR 522

YEAR 522-619

YEAR 619-850

YEAR 916-994 [coming soon]

YEAR 1021

BEYOND.

➥ BONUS CONTENT

"I wonder what I look like in your eyes."

"I broke my rules for you."

“My heart is so full of you I can hardly call it my own.”

“You were worth the wait.”

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i’d hate the man if it wasn’t for his huge tiddies

#jayce talis #arcane #arcane netflix #jayce x reader #jayce arcane

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COMMUNITY + memes         ↳ I remember when this show was about a community college.

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Dark Magic takes form as purple energy, used by Agatha Harkness. Asgardian Magic takes form as green energy when used by Loki(s). Chaos Magic takes form as red energy, used by the Scarlet Witch. Eldritch Magic takes form as orange energy, used by Masters of the Mystic Arts. Witch Magic takes form as blue energy, used by Harkness’ Coven and Billy Maximoff.

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Potential House of Earth and Blood Spoilers!

The sheer raw chaos that is Bryce’s live streamed interaction with Micah.

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when sjm had the audacity to tell us she would kill off danika, make us love her, and then actually kill off danika:

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Bryce, to Hunt: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Lehabah: [shouting in the background] Would you like to stay forever?!

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Bryce: Go fuck yourself.

Hunt: Fuck me yourself you coward.

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I mean he’s an angel alright.

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"If she's smart, she'll lie low and not attract the attention of any other powerful immortals for the rest of her life".

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Has this been done yet?

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“Why don’t you put on a little demonstration for Athalar, Bryce?”

She smirked. “I don’t need to prove I can handle a big gun to run with the boys’ club.” Hunt’s skin tightened at the feral delight in her eyes as she said big gun. Other parts of him tightened, too.

Tristan Flynn said, “Twenty gold marks says we outshoot you.”

“Only rich-ass pieces of shit have twenty gold marks to blow on bullshit contests,” Bryce said, amber eyes dancing with amusement as she winked at Hunt. His blood thrummed, his body tensing as surely as if she’d gripped his cock. But her gaze already drifted to the distant target.

She snapped the earmuffs over her arched ears.

Flynn rubbed his hands together. “Here we fuckin’ go.”

Bryce popped on the glasses, adjusted her ponytail, and hefted Ruhn’s rifle into her hands. She weighed it in her arms, and Hunt couldn’t drag his eyes away from the way her fingers brushed over the chassis, stroking all the way down to the butt plate.

He swallowed hard, but she merely fitted the gun to her shoulder, each movement as comfortable as he’d expect from someone raised by a legendary sharpshooter. She clicked off the safety and didn’t bother to use the scope as she said to none of them in particular, “Allow me to demonstrate why you all can kiss my fucking ass.”

Three shots cracked over the music, one after another, her body absorbing the kickback of the gun like a champ. Hunt’s mouth dried out entirely.

They all peered up at the screen with the feed of the target.

“You only landed one,” Flynn snorted, eyeing the hole through the heart of the target.

“No, she didn’t,” Emmet murmured, just as Hunt saw it, too: the circle wasn’t perfect. No, two of its edges bulged outward—barely noticeable.

Three shots, so precise that they’d passed through the same small space.

A chill skittered down Hunt’s body that had nothing to do with fear as Bryce merely reset the safety, placed the rifle on the table, and removed the earmuffs and glasses.

She turned, and her eyes met Hunt’s again—a new sort of vulnerability shining beneath the self-satisfied narrowing. A challenge thrown down. Waiting to see how he’d react.

How many males had run from this part of her, their alphahole egos threatened by it? Hunt hated them all merely for putting the question in her eyes.

He didn’t hear whatever shit Flynn was saying as he put on the earmuffs and eye gear and took up the rifle Bryce had set down, the metal still warm from her body. He didn’t hear Ruhn asking him something as he lined up his shot.

No, Hunt only met Bryce’s stare as he clicked off the safety.

That click reverberated between them, loud as a thunderclap. Her throat bobbed.

Hunt pulled his gaze from hers and fired one round. With his eagle-sharp vision, he didn’t need the scope to see the bullet pass through the hole she’d made.

When he lowered the gun, he found Bryce’s cheeks flushed, her eyes like warm whiskey. A quiet sort of light shone in them.

He still didn’t hear any of what the males were saying, only had the vague notion of even Ruhn cursing with appreciation. Hunt just held Bryce’s stare.

I see you, Quinlan, he silently conveyed to her. And I like all of it.

Right back at you, her half smile seemed to say.

- Crescent City by Sarah J. Maas

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Let me introduce you to Hunt Athalar, the infamous Umbra Mortis, The Shadow Of Death and Lord Of Lightning.

Isaiah coughed. “You watched Quinlan for one night.”

“Ten hours to be exact. Right until her pet chimera just appeared next to me at dawn, bit me in the ass for looking like I was dozing off, and then vanished again— right back into the apartment. Just as Quinlan came out of her bedroom and opened the curtains to see me grabbing my own ass like a f*ucking idiot. Do you know how sharp a chimera’s teeth are?”

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I’m sorry but no way that Bryce smells like “paradise” to Hunt if they’re not supposed to be together. Right? Right?!!!

Sarah I swear to fucking god do not do this to me

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Me, googling this information frantically: Okay now you guys have GOT to be fucking with me, there’s NO way he could’ve actually–

ADVAGDHSGFHHJGHHJ THIS MAN IS INSAAAAAANE