me after seeing the shadow and bone ladies kicking ass in the trailer:
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The hottest 4 people in my life rn
Fr tho
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Okay i have an idea for a kind of crack fic that i find to be so fucking funny but i cant write for shit so hear me out alright?
S&B rewrite (book or show doesnt matter) Canon divergence AU where Alina is just. A Massive Lesbian. Like totally Useless Lesbian. Alexsander is his usual hetero self but Alina is completely blind to his attempted wooing/manipulations. She takes one look at a woman (Genya, Zoya, Nadia, whoever Im not picky) and loses the plot. Mal? Her chosen brother, duh. Nikolai? Queer bestie. General "Call me Alexander" Kirigan? Idk girl, he's kinda weird. Keeps staring at me all intense like he's a second away from crying all the damn time. Lately he seems more frusturated each time he asks about my day and i tell him about this nice thing [insert female crush] did for me.
Just. So oblivious to anything to do with a man who has designs on her. And of course, this results in a much more self confident Alina who knows who she is and her power from the jump. Much less vulnerable to the Simpling's machinations. How it ends i have no idea but its funny as fuck the whole way through.
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Me when someone criticise my gay ships using the excuse that girls can be friends too
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Dear Alina
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Summary: Alina finds some letters you'd written to her, and her grief begins to worsen.
Alina Starkov x fem!reader
Word Count: 2.3K
Warnings: Very, very, very sad. Mentions of death, sadness, loss, grief.
Note: I'm changing the format of my posts a bit from now, and because I am way too lazy, I won't update the look of my previous posts. Just know that from now, my posts will look a bit different <3 Thank you!
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Her absence is like the sky; spread over everything.
C.S Lewis
To Alina, you had been everything. You were her sun, her moon, her stars. You were her joy, her sadness, and most of all: you were her first love. Her first heartache, and last heartbreak.
The days seemed to stretch on forever now, with just the sun rising and setting, with everything going by like a blur. None of it felt real.
At first, she tried keeping her feelings away.
Till that day when she forgot.
She had been sitting in the library you both enjoyed reading in, and wanted another book which was a bit out of reach.
"Y/n, darling, could you please pass me that book?" She had asked, without looking up. Her heart suddenly gave a painful jerk, her mind stopped working, and she refused to look up and asked again, this time with more hope.
No, it couldn't be true.
"Y/n?" She'd sniffled, tears blocking her throat, choking her. Genya had only just entered, and had heard Alina repeat again.
"My love...?" She'd whimpered, her eyes closing as her walls broke, and along with them, so did she. She felt her heart break, her body folding in on itself as she pulled her knees up to her chest, her eyes scrunching closed. Tears kept flowing and flowing, running down her cheeks as her body quaked with the sobs that tore themselves from her body.
Foolish hope. Such foolish hopes that you would reply from the sky, from beside her.
That you would reply at all.
She'd registered Genya's arms around her, her soft hands running along her head, all while Alina had sobbed softly, calling out for you.
The Sun Saint wept a salty sea, drowning in her sorrow as the current of grief pulled her beneath the surface.
The world grew grayer every day, with just a bit of colour stripping away from it with every rise and fall of the sun and moon, while Alina herself grew grayer every day.
She sat that day at her desk in her new room. She'd moved out of the one beside yours a week after the library incident. She was afraid that if she was so close to the memory of you, a physical entity which tied to your spirit, she'd have her dreams plagued by memories, too.
But the subconscious mind can be cruel when it wants to be.
Every night, she'd lay in bed, and the moment sleep's fitful darkness would envelop her, her mind would either show her the day you'd died saving her from the nichevoya, or of memories of the pair of you.
She could never decide which one was more painful.
She pulled out a book to check some details, and a few envelopes fell out of it, floating across the floor before coming to a scattered stop.
She frowned, curious. These letters ranged from the yellowed, aged ones, to slightly creamy, relatively new ones.
She picked one up, one which looked a bit too yellow, and opened it.
Dear Alina-
She dropped the letter and backed away so fast, her chair fell down with a loud crash. Her hands shook hard, because she could hear your voice in her head as she read the words on the page, written in your neat printed lettering.
She'd nearly forgotten it, for it had been so long since you'd spoken to her. Clearly she remembered, because your voice in her head was so loud, it was as if you were reading the letter to her from right beside her.
How cruel the subconscious mind was...
She took a deep, shaking breath, and picked up the letter in her hands again.
She pulled up her chair and sat again, reading slowly. It was a love letter dated back to when she'd just been enlisted in the army, and you had finally met her after those years of separation. You had gotten tested to be a Grisha, and turned out to be a Squaller. For a few weeks, you had been assigned to the Second Army, and finally met up again. But then you went back to the Little Palace, and your conversations got restricted to just letters.
So there Alina was, feeling like she was back in her tent at Kribirsk, reading your letter by the dim lamplight, with her plate of dinner beside her, as her cheeks turned slowly pink with the words on the page.
Dear Alina,
They say that love is blind, that it makes one irrational. I don't think that's true. That is an absolute, blatant lie. If anything, love has open eyes, beautiful eyes which hold the world, and those eyes are yours. Love keeps you on your feet, thinking about it endlessly. When I look at you, love is the only thing which crosses my mind. Honestly, I have a hundred things to think about in a day, but I choose to think solely about you.
I remember those nights we'd spend together, at the orphanage, with you in my bed, and me holding you close. I remember your scent, the soft tickle of your hair on my face, and how you'd kick me in your sleep if I hogged the blankets too much on a cold night.
I miss you so much, dear Alina. Please write back to me soon.
Yours undoubtedly, faithfully, and lovingly,
Y/n.
"Saints, Y/n..." she whispered, holding the letter to her chest, the page crinkling under the pressure as she clenched her eyes shut, and held her breath, trying desperately not to cry. Her efforts were futile, because hot tears pushed past the creases in her eyes, and soft sobs made her chest heave.
The room was quiet, night beginning to fall slowly over the city and the palace. The setting sun's comfortable orange rays filtered through her long windows, falling on her face and illuminating her tears in gold.
There sat the revered Saint, weeping a river, her tears like painful drops of sunlight, leaving golden rays in their wake, as the twilight of the rising moon caressed her face.
With quaking hands, she reached for another letter, one which was written to her as just a small reassurance before her great battle with Kirigan.
She remembered the day clearly.
She had only just finished panicking and you, after having comforted her through every step of the way, had vanished for a few moments, returning with a letter in your hand. You waited for the right moment and slipped it into her pocket slowly, whispering in her ear, "Read it whenever you feel afraid."
Now, today, as she sat here, unharmed and alive, without you by her side, she was very afraid. Naturally, it seemed fitting to open the letter, however gut-wrenching and heart-shattering it might be.
Dear Alina,
I understand that things are definitely not easy right now. Saints, they're absolutely terrible. But know this, I think you are stronger than any Saint to ever live, that you are far more courageous than our blockhead tracker friend, Mal. (I mean this in the nicest way possible for him.)
My love, you are the bringer of light, the sun saint who has the ability to push the darkness to its knees. You are freedom, liberation, and most of all? You are the very reason my heart keeps beating. You are my everything, dear Alina.
When all this is over, I want to take you to a quaint little coffeehouse on a proper date, I want to spoil you with all the clothes, the jewels, and love you could possibly want.
Don't be afraid, my dear Alina. You are strong, capable, and I know you will bring liberation to us all. And I am with you, every step of the way.
Yours undoubtedly, faithfully, and lovingly,
Y/n
She read the letter three times over, feeling your words strike her heart with a gentle caress, the same caress, she remembered, of your fingertips on her skin that evening, as you both lost yourselves in each other, rumpling the sheets, while you confessed your love to her again and again as kisses and gentle caresses on her skin.
Suddenly, she felt a surge of anger go through her. It tore through her body, as if someone used the Cut on her, and her insides burned as though she was being lit on fire.
She slammed your letter down on the table and clenched her fists, breathing heavily before seething, "Why did you leave me and go, you bastard? 'Every step of the way' my ass!"
She glared at the picture of you in its frame and asked with a broken voice full of tears, "Why did you fucking leave, when you told me you're always there? I-I need you now, I want you here, Y/n! Where are you when I need you the most?"
She didn't even know why she was angry. Was it because you'd died? Was it because she didn't have the chance to say goodbye to you?
Was it even you who she was angry with?
The day you died haunted her like a vengeful ghost does to one who has wronged them.
She remembered it all. From the way the nichevoya ripped into you, to how your lips felt against hers as she kissed them with a hope that you’ll wake by some miracle.
She had only just begun to pack the letters away, when she found one whose wax seal hadn’t been broken, and the page looked very new.
She opened it, willing to rip her heart apart one last time, as she saw the words on the page. This letter looked smaller, and despite not having read it properly yet, it held an air of melancholy which was similar to a goodbye, rather than the melancholy of the grief she was feeling.
My dearest Alina,
This letter might be my last to you, as this is my final goodbye. Of course, you’ll only read this if I die, so I hope you never do read it.
If you are reading this right now…then that means I am no longer by your side. It means that perhaps I’m with the Saints, watching over you from afar in spirit.
No amount of words on paper, and not even all the ink in the world can be enough for me to express how much I love, adore and cherish you. There is not a single word in the dictionary which can describe the way my heart beats faster around you, the way my worries wash away when I’m in your arms, the way my mind’s frantic thoughts come to a stop when I can feel your lips against mine.
I am sorry for not being there to celebrate your victory, my dear Alina. From the depths of my heart and soul I apologise for leaving you, and trust me, wherever I am, I am shedding tears of guilt for leaving you when I have indeed said I’ll always be by your side.
I have but one request from you.
Don’t beat yourself up about this. Don’t blame yourself, don’t distance yourself from your friends. They may not love you exactly how I do, but they will love you in their own ways.
Most importantly: No matter how long it takes, no matter how hard it might be, or how painful it is…move on.
If sometime in the future you wish to find someone, find them. Don’t let your grief get in the way of you living your beautiful life the way it should be lived.
Take care of yourself, my dear Alina. Know that I’m always proud of you, that I always love you, no matter where I may be, or which entity I may become.
So here it is: my last goodbye to you.
Yours lovingly, and forever,
Y/n
Alina broke down again, this time, laying her forehead on her desk, with her hands gently caressing the paper of the note, while her tears soaked the papers' edges.
She could've sworn she heard your sweet voice, with its smooth undertones. She could've sworn a moment ago she could smell your scent, as if you'd stood beside her to read the letter out to her.
She couldn't move on, not yet.
She shook her head and dragged herself to her bed, the moonlight now seeping through the windows, silver and glowing. She blew out every lamp in her room till the lights was blue and white from the stars and night sky outside.
So, as the moon rose high, and the stars twinkled against the midnight blue sky, her tears finally dried, her mind was kind. It let her sleep without the plague of memories or dreams. It allowed her to simply remember, not feel.
As she lay on her side, she thought of you. She didn't think of that day, or of memories you'd shared.
She simply thought about you.
You and your incredibly stupid jokes which always made her laugh. You and your crooked little smile which made your eyes crinkle and her heart flutter. You and your gentle kisses, a soft brush of your lips on her skin, never failing to make her blush every time.
Just you and her against the world.
But even in her momentary bliss, she knew, that was in the past. She knew that the warmth she felt was of the sheets, of her blanket. She knew the other side of the bed would be cold the next morning, because you weren't there to sleep in it.
She just knew.
The Sun Summoner slept, with a mind full of desires, and a heart full of sorrow. With a body desperate to be held, and a soul desperate to reunite with its other half.
Your absence was like the sky; it spread over everything.
And the only thing she could do was move on...
...but not just yet.
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“Alina Starkov is a lesbian with comphet issues,” I say into the mic.
The crowd boos and tells me to get off stage.
“No, she’s right,” someone says from the back of the room.
We all turn to look at them. It’s Zoya Nazyalensky, who just got back from topping Alina.
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Alina’s external monologue: Ughhh, if it isn’t Zoya Nazyalensky. The absolute worst. My worstie. If she isn’t the most meanspirited, vile hag of a woman I’ve ever met. And there she goes again chasing after my man! When the fuck is she going to get out of my palace? Saints, I can’t stand her.
Alina’s internal monologue:
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happy pride! 🏳️🌈
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don’t get my wrong, so glad about all the wesper we got in season 2 SaB … BUT… tamadia 🥺🥺. why do lesbians always get overlooked?? we didn’t even get an on-screen kiss between them
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happy pride month to THEM!
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𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔!
HOW TO REQUEST
— state the character, romantic or platonic, the format of the request, and what you want with it
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— PLEASE ACTUALLY SPECIFY WHAT YOU WANT WITH YOUR REQUEST!! ITS VERY HARD FOT ME TO WRITE SOMETHING THAT JUST SAYS “_____ x reader fluff” WITH NO FURTHER EXPLANATION!! GIVE ME A PLOT LINE!!
WHAT I WILL WRITE:
platonic
romantic
familial
any gender x any gender
headcanons
poly relationships
sensitive topics
x reader
ships (canon or non-canon, so long as it’s not problematic)
i. i WILL write cheating, but not if a character is going it to the reader/another character. i’ll make someone comforting another person after being cheated on, but i won’t write finnick odair cheating on someone
same thing ^^ goes for homophobic, transphobic, ableist topics like that, and. well i guess the same goes for abuse?
WHAT I WONT WRITE:
smut (i’m 14)
yandere
incest
student x teacher
canonically gay character (ex: wylan van eck) x fem!reader for romantic requests
canonically lesbian character x male!reader for romantic requests
songfics (nothing against them, i just don’t know how!!)
things about ocs
ship fics
character list (more to come!)
❍ = easiest characters to write for
bolded — favourite characters to write for
KEEPER OF THE LOST CITIES
❍ sophie foster, ❍ dex dizznee, fitz vacker, ❍ keefe sencen, ❍ biana vacker, ❍ marellla redek, ❍ maruca chebota, tam song, linh song, ❍ wylie endal, ❍ jensi babblos, stina heks
CHRONICLES OF NARNIA
❍ peter pevensie, ❍ edmund pevensie, ❍ susan pevensie, ❍ lucy pevensie, mr tumnus, ❍ caspian, eustace scrubb, jill pole, shasta, aravis
RIORDANVERSE
❍ percy jackson, ❍ annabeth chase, ❍ grover underwood, ❍ jason grace, ❍ piper mclean, ❍ leo valdez, ❍ hazel levesque, ❍ frank zhang, nico di angelo, will solace, reyna arellano, rachel dare, ❍ travis stoll, ❍ connor stoll, thalia grace, magnus chase, ❍ alex fierro, carter kane, sadie kane, lester papadopolous, lavinia asimov
PHANTOM OF THE OPERA
❍ christine daaé, ❍ raoul de chagny, erik destler, ❍ meg giry
p.s. i’ll write for the movie, musical, book and 1990 miniseries versions!!
HARRY POTTER
harry potter, ❍ hermione granger, ❍ ron weasley, ❍ luna lovegood, ❍ neville longbottom, ginny weasley, fred weasley, george weasley, ❍ sirius black, remus lupin, ❍ james potter, ❍ marlene mckinnon, mary macdonald, dorcas meadowes, lily evans
RIDE THE CYCLONE
ocean o’connell rosenberg, ❍ noel gruber, ❍ mischa bachinski, ❍ ricky potts, jane doe, penny lamb, ❍ constance blackwood
SHADOW AND BONE
❍ alina starkov, malyen oretsev, ❍ genya safin, ❍ zoya nazyalensky, david kostyk, erm others i accidentally deleted remind me to update this
SIX OF CROWS
kaz brekker, inej ghafa, ❍ jesper fahey, ❍ wylan van eck, nina zenik, matthias helvar
THE OUTSIDERS
ponyboy curtis, ❍ johnny cade, sodapop curtis, darry curtis, steve randall, ❍ twobit matthews, ❍ dallas winston
THE HUNGER GAMES
katniss everdeen, peeta mellark, ❍ finnick odair, ❍ johanna mason, marvel sanford, clove kentwell, cato hadley, ❍ cinna
IT (2017)
bill denbrough, eddie kaspbrak, richie tozier, ❍ stan uris, beverly marsh, ben hanscom, ❍ mike hanlon
THE SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL
❍ agatha of woods beyond, ❍ sophie of woods beyond, tedros of camelot, ❍ hort of bloodbrook, ❍ hester of ravenswood, ❍ anadil, ❍ dot, nicola, aric, rhian mistral, rafal mistral, leonora lesso, clarissa dovey
THE LAND OF STORIES
❍ alex bailey, ❍ connor bailey, ❍ red riding hood, ❍ jack, ❍ goldilocks, ❍ bree campbell
SCOOBY DOO
daphne blake, ❍ fred jones, shaggy rogers, velma dinkley
LITTLE WOMEN
❍ jo march, amy march, beth march, meg march, ❍ laurie
A GOOD GIRLS GUIDE TO MURDER
pippa fitz-amobi, ❍ ravi singh, naomi ward, ❍ cara ward, connor reynolds, ❍ jamie reynolds, nat da silva
THE MIGHTY DUCKS
❍ charlie conway, adam banks, ❍ lester averman, guy germaine, ❍ connie moreau, julie gaffney, ❍ ken wu, dean portman, luis mendoza, dwayne robertson, ❍ fulton reed
DRACULA
dracula, ❍ lucy westenra, mina harker, arthur holmwood, ❍ renfield, dr seward, abraham van helsing, ❍ quincey morris
FRANKENSTEIN
victor frankenstein, ❍ adam frankenstein, elizabeth lavenza, justine moritz, ernest frankenstein, henry clerval, the bride
DR JEKYLL AND MR HYDE
henry jekyll, ❍ edward hyde, ❍ richard enfield, gabriel utterson, hastie lanyon, lucy harris
MONSTER HIGH
gotta update this one guys,,,
THE BREAKFAST CLUB
john bender , ❍ claire standish, allison reynolds, brian johnson, andrew clark
THE POWERPUFF GIRLS
❍ blossom utonium, bubbles utonium, buttercup utonium , ❍ brick jojo, boomer jojo, butch jojo
DAVID BOWIE
❍ jareth, thomas jerome newton, david bowie
SWEENEY TODD
❍ sweeney, anthony hope, ❍ mrs lovett, johanna
THE ROSEWOOD CHRONICLES
lottie pumpkin, ellie wolf, ❍ jamie volk, ❍ ollie moreno, ❍ raphael wilcox, ❍ anastacia alcroft leblanc, saskia san martin, lola tomkins, mickey tomkins, binah fae
HAIRSPRAY
❍ corny collins, ❍ seaweed j stubbs, amber von tussle, tracy turnblad, penny pingleton, link larkin
MISC. CHARACTERS
sarah williams, ❍ bernard the elf, ❍ rodrick heffley, ❍ varian
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My Fandom Ocs
I was scrolling on tumblr and ended up seeing @mattmurdocksthighs (fantastic name btw) do this post showing off their ocs and I was like “I wanna do that” so here we are. No one asked for this but LISTEN- I don’t ONLY think about Mortal Kombat. And I’ll probably write about them at some point and get like, 2 cute lil like. I’ll keep updating this because my brain is always coughing up this shit.
Their stories also got a lot of shit going on so I’m giving the very basic stuff so this shit ain’t too long. (Rereading this and the shit ended up long anyway).
Last updated: 2/15/24
Kajsa Helvar
Universe: Six Of Crows
Related to: Matthias Helvar - Older Brother.
Sexuality: Lesbian
Love Interest: -
Faceclaim: Ivanna Sakhno
Summary: Kajsa is Matthias’s younger sister who is believed to be dead. She survived the village fire and was taken by Fjerdan officials to become an assassin (they got a bootleg Black Widow program. Shhhhh) for them since Druskelle take too long and are easily noticeable. After she finds out he’s alive, she leaves Fjerda and tracks him down but when she realizes his girlfriend is Grisha, she believes he’s being poisoned and wants to kill Nina. When Matthias refuses to let that happen, she thinks it’s too late and the only way to save his soul is to kill him. Will she succeed? Will they make up and undo her brainwashing? Who knows? Not me.
Marina Starkov
Universe: Shadow and Bone
Related to: and Malyen Oretsev - Dad. Alina Starkov - Mom.
Grisha order: Etherealki - Sun Summoner
Sexuality: Unlabeled
Love Interest: (I ain’t think that far ahead, ngl)
Faceclaim: Park Ji Hye
Summary: I was bummed we didn’t get the book ending with Mal and Alina so she was made. Mal and Alina did the dance as old as time when they found out Mal was the third amplifier and did not use any protection. This resulted in an accidental baby. Mal was at sea and Alina was married to Nikolai so they lied to the people of Ravka and said she was theirs. Mal only finds out years later during a random visit. Ngl, she was created for drama and scandal. I did not think her future through. All I knew was that she hated this Ravkan royal life and preferred to be with Mal and wanted more freedom. Typical princess shit.
Polaris Lupin
Universe: Harry Potter
Related to: Remus Lupin - Dad. And before y’all ask, her mom is black but she’s not a cannon character so I’m not putting her here
House: Ravenclaw
Sexuality: Lesbian
Love interest: Bounces between Luna and Pansy cause she loves a lil bit of toxicity. She get it from Remus fr
Faceclaim: Chandler Kinney
Summary: In my version, Remus is gay. I know fans debate whether he’s bi or gay, in this version he’s gay. He’s in denial and ends up hooking up with a female witch, and while that confirmed that he had to face the hard reality of another thing about him being different, her ass must’ve been listening to Usher cause she said she was three months pregnant and she was keeping it (some of y’all enjoyed that more than others and I’m ok with this). At first he wanted nothing to do with this kid but came around to the idea, which was real convenient cause her mom got killed by her own family. Guess we locked in for life now. She has his werewolf gene and is trying her hardest to succeed in school to hopefully make their life better.
Carina Min
Universe: Harry Potter
Related to: Sirius Black - Dad. One of my ocs I put in every universe is her mom. Don’t judge me.
House: Hufflepuff
Sexuality: Unlabeled
Love Interest: Fred Weasley
Faceclaim: Saerom from Fromis_9
Summary: Carina was born October 31st 1980, the year before shit went left. After Sirius’ imprisonment, her mom gave Carina her last name so she hopefully wouldn’t be connected to the Black family anymore. She is extremely sheltered and since her mom was raised after death eaters, she tries to shield her from everything wrong with the world, trying to give her the life she felt she deserved but obviously sheltering your kid as much as she did leaves them extremely codependent. Carina has always wanted for nothing and never had the need for ambition. She sees the world extremely black and white but when entering Hogwarts she finds out that’s not true and has to solve a huge question; who is she? She’s also a metamorphmagus like her mom but I didn’t know where to fit that.
Poppy Ejiri-Finstock
Universe: Teen Wolf
Related to: Bobby Finstock - Dad. Mom is a non cannon character. Not the same as Carina and Lilith
Creature: Werejaguar and Kitsune Chimera
Sexuality: Bisexual
Love interest: Isaac Lahey
Faceclaim: Serena Motola
Summary: Poppy was born a human with heart disease and because of this, she has constant medical attention. She lives with Coach in Beacon Hills and is friends with Isaac, Erica and Boyd and has no knowledge of the supernatural. When Erica and Boyd go missing, she wants to investigate which Isaac is very against since the alpha pack traumatized him for investigating and he’s a werewolf. All this secrecy puts a strain of their relationship and she only finds out about the supernatural when Stiles is possessed. Lucky for her though her mom is like “bring my child back to my house” and she goes to live with her, which is also encouraged by Isaac. She only returns in season 5 because she’s experiencing heart failure and wants more time with her dad and also because her mom needs to work more. Good news, they got a heart for her! Bad news, the Dread Doctors are around. She’s kidnapped, experimented on, deemed a failure, brought back by Theo but sided with Scott and stays apart of his pack.
Wren Hale
Universe: MCU
Related to: -
Sexuality: Pansexual
Love interest: -
Faceclaim: Devyn Nekoda
Summary: She is from the universe that Dr. Strange destroyed in “What If?” Her parents were two Shield scientist sent to find the Infinity Stones. They found the soul stone, her mom killed her dad and since she was a witch who specialized in power absorption she was able to absorb the stone. Unfortunately though, she was pregnant and after giving birth to her daughter, Wren sucked almost all the power out of her, leaving her too weak to even stand. Wren became a test subject immediately and this went unnoticed since in this universe The Avengers were never formed because Loki never came to Earth. She ended up absorbing the mind stone after it crashed on Earth and absorbed the rest of her mom’s power. Wren ended up clearing Natasha’s mind after a failed breach, killed everyone else at Shield and began her new life with Natasha until Dr. Strange got everyone killed. Instead of dying like everyone else, she was able to jump from variant to variant thanks to the two stones working together and now goes universe to universe killing Dr. Strange so he can never destroy another universe like hers.
Lilith Lokisdottir
Universe: MCU
Related to: Loki Odinson - Dad. Mom is the same as Carina’s. She AU hops.
Sexuality: Lesbian
Love interest: -
Faceclaim: Lucy from Weki Meki
Summary: Ok so, Lilith is the product of Loki and an enhanced Midgardian. She is born during the snap which means she never gets to meet Loki and instead has a fatherly relationship with her uncle Thor. She’s still kinda in development but my idea rn is that because Loki isn’t there to teach her magic, she’s sent with Wanda. Unfortunately Wanda made a little pit stop and Westview happened. She ages rapidly in the hex and plays Wanda’s adopted niece in her little show. Because of her own magic trying to protect her and fight against Wanda’s, when the hex goes down she still looks the age she’s grown into, but her brain didn’t age as fast which causes her judgment to be skewed. So instead of being the new Goddess of Mischief, it slips into chaos and destruction. Will she be healed? Find out next episode.
Claudia Moore
Universe: Twilight
Related to: Billy Black - Dad. Jacob Black - Older Brother. Rachel and Rebecca Black - Older Sisters. Non cannon character is her mom.
Species: Witch Shifter Hybrid
Sexuality: Bisexual
Love Interest: Paul Lahote (I don’t wanna hear about Rachel)
Faceclaim: Kiana Madeira
Summary: Going back in time Claudia’s mom was best friends with Billy and Sarah, Jacob’s parents. She really wanted a baby and the two volunteered to have Billy be a donor for her and she accepted. She had Claudia months after Sarah and Claudia and Jacob became best friends. Years pass and she’s friends with the kids on the reservation and has no knowledge about Billy being her biological dad. Then New Moon happens. Cullens leave, Bella drops her, and her main friend group including Jacob and her boyfriend seem to abandon her and it’s clear her mom and Billy know something and they aren’t letting her know what. After a huge fight with her mom she takes off this necklace her mom gave her that she said she enchanted so vampire powers would not work on her and has a tracking element. She runs off, sees Paul, the imprint shit happens and this triggers a change and after getting angry she turns into a jaguar bitch. So that necklace she got wasn’t just used to protect her from vampires and to track her location. It was also to suppress her shifter abilities. Now everyone thought shifters wouldn’t happen anymore and it was always sons, but her mom was like “imma just be careful”. It was like she had a protective bubble around her so that’s why the smell of vampires didn’t trigger her. When she took off the necklace that bubble was popped and when the imprinting shit happened it triggered her shifter gene. Basically saying “hey y’all can do this now! Hurry up to make up for lost time!” And that necklace wasn’t gonna work anymore. She’s a wolf not a jaguar because (I like it) it works differently for witches. In my head I have more lore for witches and how they used to assist the packs and also turn into animals but their animal would be a symbol of who they are as a person. The inside showing up on the outside type of thing. Maybe I’ll make a separate post rambling about it.
Minnie Thompson/Cullen
Universe: Twilight
Turned by: Carlisle Cullen
Species: Vampire
Special ability: Power mimicry
Sexuality: She just be living
Love Interest: -
Face Claim: Vanessa Morgan (specifically as Sarah Fox)
Summary: Minnie was born in 1906 to Robert and Mary Thompson and was soon followed by a younger brother named Joseph. Growing up, Minnie had a tendency to mimic others actions and predict what they’d do next, which was usually used to avoid conflict. This increased when her father started taking her hunting, which allowed her to gain the mindset of a hunter. She meets Carlisle when he’s volunteering to help the injured in her neighborhood and finds herself enjoying his company. Her brother dies of an illness and that plus other stress drives her father to attempt to kill his wife, Minnie and himself. Luckily she survived and was turned by Carlisle, who she’d grown close to by then. She was 18 and is the first adopted daughter he gets. Over the years their relationship went downhill because of multiple situations I don’t wanna ramble about here (maybe I will on another post), but it all comes crashing down when Jasper and Alice arrive. After finding out Jasper was a proud Confederate, she gets into an argument with Carlisle and says he has to leave. This leads to an ultimatum; they stay or she stays. Carlisle continues making excuses and she leaves. She has her own solo shit she’s doing but if we skip all that and look at the books, she’s an ally sometimes. She is still angry with them and keeps her distance but they reunite and there’s some of them she cares about and doesn’t want to die, which causes her to become a temporary ally. This is the best way I can summarize this. I have an embarrassing amount of lore in my head for her.
Medora Montgomery
Universe: PJO
Cabin: 10 - Aphrodite
Fatal Flaw: Recklessness
Sexuality: Demisexual
Love interest: I ain’t think that far
Faceclaim: Cascina Caradonna
Summary: She’s still a wip but as of right now her story is that she is from a wealthy family and her father despises Aphrodite for what she’s done. Growing up her father talked horribly about Aphrodite and made it seem like she is nothing more than a “whore goddess” with no real significance. She also has experienced being over sexualized like many other girls and it always being her fault has been drilled into her head. When she is sent to camp and claimed by Aphrodite, she hates it. She doesn’t hate her cabin mates but she, like others, mistakenly believe that Aphrodite only represents sex and she blames her for all the sexualization she’s faced. She is desperate to prove that she can be more and throws herself into situations that are way too big for only her to handle. She has to figure out what Aphrodite means to her, how to love herself as she is, how to get her inner light back and has to learn how to recognize that she is a victim and that creeps exist. It is not her job to make sure they keep their comments and hands to themselves.
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Serial Cuddler
Summary: Alina finds out that you’re feeling upset, so she decides to make you feel better.
Alina Starkov x Fem!Grisha Reader.
Warnings: None.
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It was a plain little winter evening at the Little Palace.
While your peers either practiced or hung around with their friends at dinner, you were shockingly alone. As the Palace’s social butterfly, you did have many friends, but they often made you feel disposable, which was very difficult to look away from or ignore.
So, there you were, sitting by the lake with your knees to your chest as your e/c eyes watched the stars come up from the horizon, and the moon rise up in the sky, reflecting on the water’s still surface. The breeze rustled the leaves of the trees behind you, and from somewhere there came the call of an owl.
Far in the distance, you heard the faint sound of boisterous laughing, presumably from some group sitting at the terrace of their room, talking about something amusing.
You inhaled deeply, the cold air hitting your nose, and exhaling through your mouth, generating a puff of condensed air.
You didn’t hear anyone behind you, so you were startled out of your wits when someone’s strangely familiar voice greeted you brightly, her hands on your shoulders.
Alina Starkov. Always there to lift your mood, and somehow always able to sense it.
“Good evening, my love,” she grinned, sitting next to you. “A little bird told me that you’re feeling upset.”
“A little bird named Nadia, I assume?” You chuckled, leaning your head on her shoulder.
“Yes,” she replied with a kiss to your head. “Now, what shall we do to lift your low spirits? A trip to the kitchen for some snacks? Maybe a prank on Zoya? Or,” she nudged you with a sneaky grin, “A good, long, tumble?”
“Are you seriously offering to drown my sorrows in sex?” You snorted. “As appealing as that sounds, I am not in a very tumble-y mood.”
“Atleast it made you smile!” She laughed, poking your side.
“Very smooth, Sol Koroleva,” you shook your head, smiling, “Very smooth of you.”
She jokingly flipped her hair over her shoulder and said, “I know.”
“But, I will take you up on that offer for a tumble later,” you smirked. “But for now, let’s just go back before my toes freeze off.”
“My room or yours?” She asked, standing up and offering you a hand.
“Yours,” you said. “My room is a disaster right now.”
Alina laced her fingers with yours and you both walked up the pathway to the palace.
“Do you want to talk about it?” She asked, looking at you with concern as the fingers of your free hand fluttered at your sides.
“No,” you shook your head. “Atleast, not now.”
“Whenever you’re ready, my love,” she smiled.
In her room, you lay down on her bed with a ‘thump’, face down, screaming into the sheets, “HUMAN BEINGS ARE EXHAUSTING CREATURES OF HELL,” but looking up, you added in a more gentle tone, “Except for you, obviously.”
“Naturally,” said Alina, handing you a glass of water. “What can I do to help?”
You sat up, opened your arms, and grinned, “Love me.”
Alina laughed and sat up against the headboard, after placing the glass on the bedside table. She pulled you atop her, so that your back was resting against her front, your body between her legs.
She kissed the top of your head and held your hands tightly, keeping you from fidgeting.
“You are worth all the love in this world,” she whispered, leaning her cheek against your head, rubbing circles at the back of your hands with her thumbs. “I am so proud of you, my Y/n.”
At her words, you started to cry silently, feeling appreciated after a long, long time. She noticed your tears and wiped them away tenderly, letting go of your hands.
“Ssh…” she whispered, cuddling you close as your tears fell on her skin. They were warm, and heartbreakingly so.
“Thank you, Lina,” you sighed softly, after having cried everything out. “I love you so much.”
Though they were only words, Alina felt the weight of them in each syllable, and allowed a warmth to bloom over her cheeks, which she hid by burying her face in your hair, playing with your fingers.
So there you both lay, Alina’s arms wrapped around you, as your exhausted body slept soundly in them, and the Sun Summoner drifted off to sleep, dreaming of only good things with you.
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Hi, its me, Anne! I hope you enjoyed this imagine! Feel free to request any imagines <333
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