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imagine-lcorp · 5 months

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Perfect Sense (Part I)

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Soulmate AU, please? (With A/B/O you're comfortable?) Fem!Reader (or Gender-Neutral) hasn't experienced much in her life, other than the experiments CADMUS had done to her shapeshifting powers. All she knew of the world outside the facility was what she'd learnt in the stories a sympathetic scientist would sometimes tell her when she was still a kid, to calm her down during testing. After 2 decades the scientist had enough and helped her escape, landing her in the arms of another Luthor.

A/N: Aaaand here another request you guys, writing a few fics in parts due to how long they get to be at the end. Thank you to the lovely person that sent this one, I'm sorry it's been ages, i still hope you can enjoy it. Love you guys

Lena Luthor x Fem!R/Shapeshifter//Word Count: 2,413

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"Subject C-308, ready for testing." A voice sounded through the speakers of the room and immediately the lights went on, blinding your eyes.

You couldn't use your hands to cover your face. They were tied to your sides with restrains to the medical bed you were laying on. It was the same with your feet, where the restraints were even tighter. Silhouettes started to moved and hoover above you, all covered in masks, blue suits and white gloves, looking down at you.

"Phase one of Project Lykaon, subject C-308, ready for intervention." A deep voice, from one of the silhouettes said. "All things set. Ready to start protocol."

"Initiate procedure." The same voice of the speakers sounded and the figures above you started to move.

You would have wished to tell them about the lights, how bright they were and how they hurt your eyes. About the ties around your wrists and feet, how uncomfortable they were, but the gag in your mouth didn't allow it and before you could even think of making a sound, it all went dark.

That was one of the first memories you ever had in your life, and it looked almost the same for the rest of it. It was all uncomfortable restrains and chains, white walls and white lights, the constant smell of antiseptic and cleaning products, knives, syringes, and endless surgical procedures. With no contact outside four walls of that place that felt more like a cage.

A cage fit to held the animal you were sure you were becoming.

After each intervention, after each transformation, with this savage instinct inside of you always in the edge of taking control. You were more beast than human, they used to say and you almost believed them.

But Dr. Jeremiah wouldn't have any of it. He was a different memory, a kinder, softer reminder that you were indeed human. The only person to ever treat you with compassion.

Before your interventions, on those terrible moments when you felt the anger and fear building up inside of you, threatening to tear to shreds anyone that dared come near you, he would come to talk you down. Dr. Jeremiah seemed to understand, how you would have done anything to put a stop to it. The numbness, the tiredness, the overwhelming sensations and pain that came each time after you were taken out of your room. But he would talk to you, speaking softly, assuring you you were going to be just fine, because you were stronger than you thought.

He would come after the operations to check up on you, sitting beside your bed with a worried expression, telling you stories about what awaited for you in the outside world, a world that was bigger than an operations room and your own. A world full of wonders like grass, sunsets, the sunshine, flowers, snow, and love. Whatever those things were.

"What's love?" You have asked once. He had paused then and thought for a long moment.

"Love is when two souls find and want each other." He had explained.

"What's a soul?" You asked then.

"It's something inside of you. The strongest part of you, (Y/N)" He smiled, only he called you with a name. "Your soul is everything you feel, and when you feel something so strong for someone else that means you have found your soulmate."

"A soulmate." You have whispered and frowned, still unsure of that idea.

"You will know it when you see them. It will feel as if you have known them all your life and everything you have been through will make sense." At that moment you had been too young to understand what he meant, but you would do it in due time.

Years passed, you became older but he kept telling you those stories. The ones you liked more where about the people. People that didn't hurt others just because they had the power to do it. He would even speak highly of one scientist he knew, so different from the ones you had met so far. A woman he had met time ago, someone so kind and loving that you liked to imagine her sometimes too and dream about meeting her in the outside world, to finally know something else apart from the nightmare that was being trapped there.

The dream came true a decade later, when you had grown up so much that it took them more and more people to control you. Dr. Jeremiah had been right, you were stronger and even stronger than they thought you were. That was one of the few joys you had then, besides the stories Dr. Jeremiah retold for you. Your powers grew too, the size of your body as you transformed, the length of your claws and teeth, the range of your sense of smell, the vision of your eyes. More powerful than the child you had been once.

Still, it wasn't enough for them.

"I think you enjoy your time with her a little too much, doctor." The voice of a woman caught your attention as you tried to fight the numbness of the strong sedatives.

You had been injected after being taken to the testing room, after finding out you could take three men with a single swing of one of your clawed hands, to keep you under control.

"I'm just trying to be comforting. Seems to help with her neural responses." Dr. Jeremiah was as indifferent as he could be.

"Well, you won't have to worry about that for much longer." The satisfaction in that woman's voice was noticeable and also the way you seemed to respond to her, with a terrible feeling of submission that was difficult to shake compared to any other people. You never felt like that in the presence of Dr. Jeremiah. "Project Lykaon has been terminated. She will be taken to another facility, and you can perform her last surgical procedure if you are that attached to her."

"Are you sure you want to dispose the only test subject that has survived all the interventions, Lilian?" His word came with a hint of outrage and concern. "With her powers she could still-"

"I spent too many resources already on this project, doctor. Besides, she's still incapable of following directives from her superiors, even when she seems compliant at first. And we can't do much with only one successful specimen, can we?" The woman cut him off and there was a moment of silence before she spoke again. "There's no need for more interventions. She will be taken tomorrow. After her autopsy, we will see which parts of her can be salvaged."

After the conversation was over, you tried to open your eyes looking for Dr. Jeremiah but he wasn't there anymore. You felt a certain heaviness in your chest, but you couldn't dwell on it as the sedatives finally won over you.

You woke up after a deep slumber restrained to a metal bed, only wearing a simple set of pants and shirt. As your senses returned you noticed you were being transported through the dark narrow hallways of the facility you had known all your life, but there was something different this time. You still felt a fog clouding your mind and the heaviness in your chest came back. It lessened when you heard Dr. Jeremiah's voice, who was talking with the armed men that transported your bed, giving them instructions on where to take you.

You moved your head, trying to catch a glimpse of the place you were going and noticed those weren't the usual turns and hallways you had grown accustomed to. When Dr. Jeremiah noticed you were awake, he put a hand on your shoulder to calm you down.

After a moment the movement stopped, you were left looking at the ceiling while Dr. Jeremiah talked with the men. He convinced them of leaving you and him alone for a moment, before they had to put you in the van. The men left without much complain, and the doctor seized the moment to act.

"(Y/N), listen to me." He rushed to try to loosen up your restraints. "I'm not letting them take you. You understand?"

The only thing you could do was nod as he kept moving, loosing the restraints on your naked feet and hands.

"You must remain on the bed. Don't move until I tell you to." You nodded once again. You saw him then take a vial and a syringe from his pocket and prepare it. "This will counteract the sedative in your system, you will be more alert in a few minutes, but remember, don't move."

He had injected you just in time before the armed men came back. They pulled your bed around and finally pulled you into the back of an armored van. They sat around you, two men at each side, guns in hand, along with Dr. Jeremiah on your left, who kept an eye on you at all times. As the vehicle started to move you also started to feel less and less numb with each passing minute. You were aware of each bump of the road, hear the sounds of the city in the distance, and your sight adjusted to what was around you as you squinted your eyes to see, trying not to get noticed. Just when you felt like your body was completely awake, you started to wonder what Dr. Jeremiah would do. Not much time had passed but the minutes felt like hours as you tried to be still.

Then you saw movement. Dr. Jeremiah was pulling something out of his pocket, and you opened your eyes to see him better. He looked at you, nodding slowly and with a fierce expression. Almost like telepathy you understood, you had to get ready, and in a second everything turned into chaos.

Dr. Jeremiah, in a faster move than you thought him capable of, pulled a teaser and attacked the man next to him. Almost immediately the rest of the men responded raising their guns at him. However, they didn't expect you to act as quickly as them or even you breaking your restraints so easily.

You grabbed one of the men with your right hand by his bulletproof vest and tossed him against the other one. Your strength, without the need of transforming, was enough to leave them on the floor. You didn't get the change to feel pleased with your work as a deafening bang went off on the left side of your head. You screamed as you raised your left hand towards the last man remaining, ignoring the ache in your head you managed to slash his side and right arm with your nails, now turned into claws. He had tried to eliminate you, but Dr. Jeremiah had managed to push him before he could do it.

The van stopped abruptly and took a sharp turn that made you fall from the metal bed. With your restraints already loose, it was easy to free yourself from them but as you tried to recover from the fall you felt a dizziness making it hard for you to stand up. A hand on your arm pulled you up. Dr. Jeremiah was on your side hurrying you up before the back doors opened. You couldn't hear his exact words but it didn't matter, with the adrenaline running once the back doors opened and you looked at two other agents pointing at you with your guns, you went feral.

Bullets flew the moment the agents saw the enormous black figure lunching at them, but your white sharp teeth showing as you growled and your black nail claws heading straight for their heads were enough to put a final stop to it. You jumped out of the van, leaving two more bodies behind you. A couple of bullets managed to hit you in the chest and arms but you would be recovering quickly, interventions had been done to make sure it didn't take too long.

Dr. Jeremiah jumped out of the van a moment later, gripping his shoulder. You smelled his blood and approached him with a hint of worry in your transformed face.

"It's alright. I'm okay." He smiled softly at you and looked around the streets. They were empty and there seemed to be no people around. "You have to go now. More will be on their way."

You protested with a whimper.

"I'll be okay, don't worry about me." Dr. Jeremiah moved his hand to one of his pockets an pulled a small piece of black fabric. "Run and don't stop. Not until you find her."

You came close to it, sniffing the fabric he held for you. Many scents were mixed on it, from Dr. Jeremiah, from the woman he had talked before, and another you couldn't identify. It wasn't as different from the woman, but it was distinctive enough you believed you could find it without confusing the two. You guessed you had to search for another woman and, feeling like it was a sort of treasure hunt, you let yourself imagine you would find that scientist he had talked about to you years ago.

But doubt filled your head as you looked at him, wondering what would happen to him once you left. There was also that pressure in your chest once again, as you thought what awaited in the outside world now that you had the chance to leave all this behind. All, including him.

"I have to stay." Dr. Jeremiah said catching his breath. He raised his good arm at you, caressing the black fur of your head with his hand as a way of last goodbye. "You go now, (Y/N), go and don't look back."

You pressed your head against his chest, listening to the beating of his heart. The last comforting sound you heard before screeching tires approached in the distance. They were coming for you. You had to leave.

You ran, darting into the shadows of the city, focusing on the memory of the scent Dr. Jeremiah had given you. Moments later you heard shots behind you, but you had been too long gone for them to even catch the sigh of you. You hoped those hadn't been directed to the doctor instead.

You used all your strength and speed to wander between warehouses and factory buildings to reach the urban lights on the other side.

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sketchymangos · 2 months

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im actually rlly proud of this one

AU EXPLANATION BELOWWW!!

GGY Fanweek 2024

Day 4: eyes/ AU: canon divergence

personal fnaf au things oh nooo

QUICK EXPLANATION!! :

my au's basically if greg didn't get freed so early on and things just escalate and go down hill from there lmao

oh, theres also a cult of glitchtrap thing goin on (fun!)

@ggyweek2024

dude just know i have 4 whole pages with details abt it and MORE sketches of this au

DONT U DARE POINT OUT ANY MISTAKES OK 😭😭 TNIS TOOK THE LONGEST OUT OF ALL THE DRAWINGS I GOT FOR Y'ALL

characters:

PROTAGSSS!!

flashlight kid - quinn (fnaf oc)

broken rabbit mask - cassie (sb ruin)

dude in hoodie - luis (fnaf ar)

queen with the metal rod - lucia (tftpp epilogues)

ANTAGS!!

rainbow highlights - vanessa (sb + hw)

ginger hair - lena (fnaf oc)

purple hair - tape girl (hw)

pink rabbit mask - jalen (fnaf oc)

green scissors - mika (fnaf oc)

fun fair hammer/malet - gregory (sb)

and of course, glitchtrap (hw) in the background

SOME FACTSZZ:

-quinn goes by she/they

-mika goes by they/them

-lena goes by she/her

-jalen goes by she/her

-tape girl (or ann, in my au) goes by he/him

-i actually got the name mika from the "tag yourself" graffiti from ruin! not sure if it said mike or mika, but mika's cuter so

-they use the pizzaplex ruins (YES. THE PIZZAPLEX RUINS. DONT THINK TOO HARD ABT THE TIMELINE PLZZ) as a sort of hideout or base

-the deal with cassie is that she USED to be fully under control but somehow glitchtrap's effect didn't last long on her, so she turned on them (hence the broken mask)

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inkedroplets · 1 year

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The vague similarities between Katie's Continental character and Doctor Poison had me imagining a Supercorp AU where Kara is raised on Themiscyra instead of Midvale. I'm thinking Clark thinks it's the best place to be raised when she has trouble controlling her strength and Diana offers to take her in to both give her a home and to train her. Kara is mostly happy on the island. It's not Krypton but it's a home that she slowly acclimates to over the years. But she longs to see what lies beyond the island. To see where Kal has made his home. Whenever she hints at wanting to leave the island, she's rebuffed gently. Man's world is not just dangerous but as Amazons are not meant to set foot off the island, she would risk banishment if she left. It's a discussion for another time. An opportune moment when Diana can convince Hippolyta that she should be allowed to leave. "You just need to be a little bit more patient, Kara," Diana assures her during a training session. And Kara is... for a time. Until Diana returns one day with grim news. Clark has been injured. Hurt. Something that they thought impossible. (His weakness to kryptonite isn't common knowledge). He's in a coma. Something that Diana considers keeping from Kara but in the end can't bear to do so. "Lena Luthor," Diana says and hands Kara the remnants of what looks like a spent canister. "She's made many weapons like this... We've been trying to track her down for ages... Her brother has tried assisting in her capture but..." She shakes her head. "I never imagined she would create something capable of hurting Kal."

The attack on Superman makes Hippolyta put her foot down. Kara is not to leave the island until the threat has passed. A decision that Kara can't abide. She doesn't try to hide that she plans to leave the island. To hunt down whoever hurt Kal, knowing that whoever did is a danger to everyone else. "If nothing will dissuade you from your course," Hippolyta says with a heavy heart, knowing she can't waver when Kara has made her declaration to leave in front of so many. "If you set foot off the island, you are to never return." The prospect of leaving another home is enough to give her pause, to consider her options but when she sneaks from her chambers in the dead of night she's surprised to see her armor and her weapons waiting for her. A parting gift from Hippolyta. It doesn't take Kara long to track down a lead. She's made no efforts to hide what she's doing, being reckless in her pursuit only to come back to her modest apartment to a note that tells her they know how to find Lena Luthor. "It's too easy," Diana warns when Kara tells her that someone might have information about Lena. "We've never been able to track her down in all the time we've spent searching for her. Trusting that a stranger might be able to do that..." She shakes her head again. "We need to be cautious. Make sure it's not a trap." "Of course," Kara replies and while she understands Diana's trepidation, she can't help but go alone to the meeting. An abandoned warehouse. She has time to scope out the place, seeing only one person inside, her guard still up. She forces her way through a rusted door to get inside and spots the lone figure standing in a nest of shadows. "You're looking for Lena Luthor?" Barely even a question but Kara answers affirmatively anyway and that's when the figure steps out of the darkness. It's Lena. Kara rushes forward without thinking and has her hand on her throat, lifting her easily. "You!" she seethes and her eyes glow a violent red for only a moment. She expects to see hatred, maybe fear on the woman's face but sees nothing of the sort. If anything, she looks almost relieved at the prospect Kara might unleash all her rage upon her. "I didn't hurt Superman," she whispers hoarsely and a solitary tear rolls down the side of her face and down her mask. "I didn't hurt anybody." Kara knows better than to believe her but she drops her, lets her tumble to the ground. "You did," Kara whispers and reaches for the spent canister that Diana brought to her. "This is yours," she hisses and sees red when Lena nods.

"My research," Lena pleads. "I never wanted to turn it into a weapon. That was my brother's doing..." And it all comes out. Lex's facade as a humanitarian that he has carefully crafted. The one sane Luthor that has tried time and time again to stop his sister's more sinister inclinations have been nothing but smoke and mirrors. Even her mask is nothing more than a prop she's been forced to wear. 'To look the part' "Why do it then?" Kara asks, unsure of whether or not she should believe her. "Why help him, why let him pin all the blame onto you?" And that's when Lena pulls out a polaroid from her back pocket. "If I don't," she says and holds the photo up to the light. "He'll kill my best friend." When Kara leans closer, she sees a man tied to a chair, looking ragged, looking weak but relatively unharmed. "Jack," Lena murmurs. "I want to save him," she says, getting straight to the point. "I want to stop my brother, and I need your help."

#this was probably a stupid idea #will I ever write it?#probably not #but it's fun to think about #supercorp

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foxcantswim · 2 years

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Who Are You? Chapter 4 || F!Reader x Wanda Maximoff

Y/N is in love with Wanda... But Wanda is in love with Spider Noir. The thing is, Y/N and Spider Noir are the same person - But Wanda doesn't know that. Y/N has a secret identity to uphold. (Everyone lives AU - Set after DS:MoM)

F!Spider!Avenger!Reader x Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Chapter 5

Words: 3.2k

Tags/Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Slight Injury, Jealous Wanda, KatexYelena if you squint, Identity Reveal(?)

You and Wanda were waiting in the break room an hour before you were due to leave for patrol, you were resting up as much as you could... Well, as much as you could with a pair of chaotic assassins around.

"Are you ready for your patrol...?" Yelena trailed off.

You nodded, "Noir."

"Noir," she nodded with a hum, "Mysterious. I like it."

Wanda was shooting daggers at the blonde, her eyes burning into the back of her head.

"First you harass Y/N yesterday, and now Noir?" Natasha laughed as she entered the room.

"I am not harassing!" Yelena exclaimed, clearly offended.

"Why don't you go bother that Bishop girl instead?" her sister suggested.

You quickly interrupted, "If it means anything, I don't mind her being here."

Yelena smirked in victory, "See! I am a delight to be around. I am simply making conversation." You couldn't help but laugh.

Natasha raised her hands up in surrender, "Okay. You got me."

"Are you guys usually up at this time?" you questioned them both.

The pair nodded, "Yes. My sleep schedule is a bit errrr... non-existent," Yelena answered, Natasha quickly agreed.

"I'm kind of concerned," you replied.

"I've been trying to get Yelena to sleep," another voice caught your attention, "But she flat out refuses."

"Kate Bishoooop!" Yelena exclaimed, walking over to the girl, "So nice of you to join us."

"I knew you would be up to something so I came to put a stop to it," Kate replied, her eyebrow raised.

The blonde rolled her eyes, "Why does everybody assume I'm up to no good? I'm the innocent one here."

You introduced yourself to the young archer before Natasha moved in to greet her, too.

As Natasha and Kate hugged, you turned towards the table and grabbed a water bottle before swiftly lifting up your mask slightly - you took a couple long gulps of water before placing the bottle back down.

A certain blonde assassin raised an eyebrow towards you once you lowered your mask, "Huh..." she said.

"W-What?" you said, nervously.

"Nothing," Yelena laughed to herself.

You were about to question her but Yelena quickly turned back towards Kate. Natasha decided to back her sister up, "For once, she isn't actually causing any trouble."

"Well, that's good," Kate nodded, "I'm impressed."

"I am reformed," she grabbed Kate's hand and kissed the back of it before dragging the girl towards the door, "We're off to train. Time to show baby hawk how I fight when she doesn't have any trick arrows up her sleeve."

"Er- Lena I'm not sure-"

"Good luck with patrol!" Yelena exclaimed over her shoulder, Kate was crying for help as they disappeared down the hall.

Natasha cleared her throat, "I should probably go after them. Yelena doesn't exactly hold back."

"Have fun," you replied, silently wishing you could see the sparring session. Natasha made her leave.

You glanced over at Wanda who was sitting at a small table in the corner, you approached her with a smile - even though she couldn't physically see you smile.

"Hello, Noir," she greeted, taking a careful sip of her hot drink.

"Hey, little witch," you replied, taking a seat next to her, "Why do you look so blue?"

She sighed, "No reason. I guess I'm just a little tired."

You nudged her shoulder, "We're in this together, you and me."

Wanda smiled at your response. She was glad that you were with her tonight.

You and Wanda had officially made it to 11pm. Both of you were nervous and excited to find out what would happen tonight despite already being extremely tired.

"Good luck out there," Tony slapped on your back, "Wanda. You're in charge," he looked towards the witch.

"I-I am?" she asked, shocked.

You glared at Tony before nudging him, "Am I not good enough for you, old man?"

"No," he simply said before walking away, he looked over his shoulder and smirked towards you.

"I hate you," you muttered before turning to Wanda.

Tony called before he left the room, "Jane and Sam are on call if you need backup tonight. Your shift ends at 5am." He soon exited the room, leaving both you and Wanda alone.

As much as you wanted to go out with Wanda for the night, the fact that you had to stay out till that time was starting to put you off.

Wanda smiled, "Ready to go?"

You nodded, "Yep. Here's hoping I can make it to five in the morning," a sigh managed to escape you, "At least if I do end up falling asleep you won't know because of the mask," you motioned towards your face.

"Oh, I'll know if you fall asleep," Wanda assured before heading towards the door, you were quick on her heels.

"And how is that?"

"I can read minds, remember?"

A nervous laugh escaped you, "Then why have you never read mine? You can find out who I am just like that."

She sighed as you two exited the building, "I can't lie to you. I have tried."

A wave of relief washed over you, "I'm assuming the blockers actually work, then?"

"Blockers?" she asked before ascending into the sky.

"Yes. Blockers. The day after I met Stephen, I asked if he could help me out with keeping my identity even more of secret," you had to run across the grass as there were no buildings to attach to, the trees in the distance would be your only choice to latch on, "I'm surprised you didn't try before that."

Wanda's voice turned sour, she called down to you, "So Stephen knows who you are and I don't?"

"No! Stephen doesn't know! He helped me with the blockers in my head and he didn't need to know my identity to do that. I promise, he doesn't know."

Wanda had a scowl on her face, but it quickly dropped as she sighed, "Y-Yeah, sorry," she realised that she was working herself up.

"It's okay," you understood. You knew that Wanda would be extremely upset if anyone found out your identity before she did, "You know you'll be the first to know who I really am."

Wanda couldn't stop the smile from appearing on her face, "Thank you, Noir."

The two of you finally made it to the treeline, meaning you could join Wanda up in the sky using your webs. You did your best to stay by her side as much as you could, but of course she had to make it a competition as she slowly flew a little higher.

"Wands!" you groaned, "That's not fair!"

"I guess you're just beneath me, Noir," she smirked.

"I'll beat you one day, little witch!" you exclaimed, trying to zip as fast as you could towards the city - Making it a race between you and the Scarlet Witch.

Well. Wanda won. But you chose to ignore that fact.

The moonlight illuminated Wanda's face as you watched her instead of the city down below. The pair of you had taken a seat on a relatively high building in order to watch the streets down below, your legs dangling off the edge of the rooftop. There was plenty of chatter coming from drunk girls leaving a club, a few guys were following them - a wolf whistle was thrown, a punch arrived in the man's face in return. But it was definitely not an Avengers level threat to break apart some petty drunk teenagers. They all sprinted off round the corner, giggling and laughing amongst themselves.

"Did you ever go out to clubs?" you decided to ask.

Wanda shook her head, "No, not really. I've went to a bar here and there with the Avengers but... I had to grow up fast. I didn't have time for clubs."

"Well... Maybe we could go together one day?"

A laugh escaped Wanda, "With you dressed like that?"

You nudged her shoulder with a scoff, "Obviously not! I mean when I reveal my identity, little witch."

"So you're planning on it, then?" Wanda asked, hopefully.

"I'd be lying if I said the thought hadn't crossed my mind these past few weeks," you sighed, looking back down at the street below, "I can't tell you when I will be ready, though."

"Take your time," she sighed in response, she understood you despite not liking the idea of having to wait for so long.

"I mean it when I say you will be the first to know, I promise."

"I know," Wanda completely trusted you at this point. All you had to do was not let her down...

A loud scream caught both of your attentions, your heads flicking over towards the source. It was coming from a few blocks away.

"You did say that a Saturday night wouldn't be a walk in the park," you laughed before standing, you offered Wanda a hand which she thankfully took. Her hand didn't stay in yours for long as she pulled it away almost immediately.

Wanda cleared her throat before stepping closer towards the edge of the roof, "At least this will wake us up, hm?"

The pair of you quickly leapt off the building, wasting no time in making your way towards the commotion.

Thugs. A lot of them.

They had taken a few people hostage within a bank, trying their best to break into the vaults. These civilians looked familiar to you... Ah yes, they were the people leaving the club only moments ago. They were being leverage. There were three thugs inside, and a couple more on the outside - guns in their hands.

"Child's play," you scoffed, looking around the corner towards the bank. You had dealt with plenty of robberies in the past. Nothing you couldn't handle.

"Don't get ahead of yourself," Wanda warned from beside you.

Of course, you didn't listen. You immediately dashed around the corner and flung yourself towards the door, "I got this," you called back.

"Noir, wait-!" And of course, you were gone. Wanda was already in the process of calling for backup... She knew that you weren't going to be reasonable about this situation.

"Come on, guys! We can talk this out!" you exclaimed, approaching the group slowly.

"Back off, Spidey!" a tall man shouted from just outside the front door, a gun pressed to the side of the woman's head ,"You come any closer, and I won't hesitate to shoot."

You raised your hands up, "Hey, hey... Woah... I just wanna talk-"

"You're in no position to be making demands," another man said, this one slightly shorter than the last.

"You know you won't be allowed to leave after this, right?" you questioned.

The woman in the man's grasp began to sob, her eyes clenched shut, "Stop squirming, or-!"

You cut the first man off, "If you do anything to hurt her, you'll regret it."

"I'd like to know what you even plan on doing," the man simply scoffed.

"Noir!" Wanda exclaimed from behind you.

Your spider senses tingled at the sound of Wanda's voice. You quickly turned around and were greeted with even more threats. This time, a woman came up to you, "If I were you, I would leave," she said.

You were effectively surrounded.

That was when a flash of red entered your vision.

The woman in front of you had been hurled onto the ground, the other people thrown to the sides away from you, "I told you to wait!" Wanda exclaimed with anger, quickly running towards you. She manged to grab you just in time, she held her hand out and blocked the stray bullets that were being fired at you from the bank.

"Stop!" someone shouted from inside, "You want the whole police department on us?!" he shouted, his voice angry. The firing ceased. The people who were behind you had scattered, some running towards the bank - others running away down the streets, probably fearing that they would get caught.

Your spider senses tingled once again. There was still someone... a beeping noise soon filled your ears.

"Move!" you exclaimed, suddenly realising what it was. You pushed Wanda as far away from you as you could, the red shield in front of you flickered away.

The woman from before had stuck around and thrown a grenade, a red light was pulsating on the top of it as it rolled towards you.

The last thing you saw was Wanda's scared expression as she sat up from the dusty ground.

A red bubble had formed in front of Wanda on instinct, managing to block any debris from the blast of the grenade from hitting her, "You idiot!" she cried, letting the shield drop once the dust had settled. She stood up, her eyes a flaming red.

"One down. One to go," the woman chuckled.

Wanda didn't even let her approach, she was quickly hit with a strong blast of red magic - sending her into a nearby brick wall.

Wanda placed a finger to her ear in an instant, "Send Sam. Noir needs evac. I still have business to handle." She turned towards the bank and held her hands out, she grabbed a hold of everyone's guns and threw them to the ground. She sent a wave of magic out, knocking everyone to the ground - she made sure not to hurt the hostage in the crossfire.

After a few moments, the comms came to life, "Don't do anything reckless, Wanda," Steve spoke, "Get Noir to a safe space and let the others handle things." Wanda scoffed. If anyone was reckless, it was you. Not her.

The loud engines of a truck echoed through the streets, the noise grew closer and closer by the second.

"Wanda," Steve warned, "Back up is on the way. Get Noir to a safe position so evac can do their job."

Wanda made sure to grab hold of the woman who was taken hostage, lifting her up and away from the men. She shrieked as she was quickly pulled towards Wanda, "Get out of here. Everyone else will be fine," Wanda assured, releasing the woman onto the ground.

"T-Thank you!" she exclaimed before running away.

"Wanda!" Steve exclaimed once again.

"Okay!" Wanda shouted, pure anger fuelling her.

That was when her eyes landed back on your shattered, clearly unconscious form.

She pushed her anger aside, her eyes watering as she lifted you into her arms, her breathing was erratic, "Come on, Noir. Don't you dare go dying on me." She was trying to convince herself that everything was going to be fine. That you were going to be fine.

Wanda managed to haul you up as she flew into the air, making her way towards the roof of a nearby building - away from the danger below. She eventually collapsed onto the rooftop with you still in her arms, your head was rested down against her lap.

"Noir? Come on, Noir," she shook your shoulder gently, but still no response. Panic quickly started to set in. A shaky hand came up towards you neck, her goal was check your pulse to make sure you at least had an acceptable heartrate.

Her fingers pushed up your mask, just enough to be able to find your pulse. After a few moments of searching, Wanda sighed with relief.

That was when she realised just how close she was to you, her fingers remained on your pulse for a lot longer than necessary. It was almost comforting to know that you were still breathing, but then the thought of you being unconscious was enough to make Wanda tense up.

She moved her hand away and grabbed the bottom of the mask in order to pull it down... But she froze.

She could find out who you were. Right here, right now. All she had to do was lift up that mask a little more. And then she would finally be happy.

However, she was beginning to have an argument with herself. Lift the mask, don't lift the mask, lift, don't lift, lift- Her head started to pound. She could already picture the disappointment and distrust you would feel if she did in fact lift that mask up. But surely you would end up forgiving her in the long run? Right?

Without thinking, her fingers gripped the bottom of the mask tight and lifted ever so slightly. Wanda's heart began to beat erratically.

Was she really about to find out who you were?

Wanda continued before a sudden flash of lightning caused her to flinch, the sky lit up blue for a brief moment. On instinct, she pulled the mask back down - fully covering your neck once again. A disappointed sigh escaped her.

"Someone call for the Goddess of Thunder?" heavy footsteps landed behind her.

A jealous wave hit Wanda immediately.

"I thought Sam was supposed to be coming instead?" she cleared her throat, looking over her shoulder towards the blonde.

Jane nodded, "He thought it would be best if I carried Noir back to the compound. What with me being a lot stronger and faster, we both thought it would be the right choice. He's down there handling the last couple of goons, Tony too," she looked over the edge of the building, "And by the looks of things... It seems like they could use your help."

Reluctantly, Wanda allowed Jane to pick Noir up - the blonde managed to hold you tight over her shoulder with one hand. The other hand gripped Mjolnir hard.

"Okay," Wanda sighed as she stood, "Just... get her to the medbay as soon as possible."

"Yes, ma'am," Jane smiled before flinging herself upwards and flying off into the distance.

Wanda couldn't help but glare as Jane flew away with you. There was just something about certain blondes that she didn’t like.

You were awoken by bright lights. Your muscles ached, your breathing laboured.

Upon glancing around, as your vision came back, you realised that you were in the medbay. The lighting on the ceiling was unnecessarily bright, you immediately felt a banging headache coming on - you suddenly remember getting hit in the back of the head, the throbbing pain soon returned.

You were completely alone within the medbay. At least... you thought you were.

"Well, well, well..." a familiar voice filled your ears, "You are extremely reckless, Y/N."

You reached a hand up, your fingers felt the material of the mask still covering your face. That was when you started to panic, a shaky breath escaped you as you turned towards the intruder.

You did the one thing you didn't want to do. You let Wanda down. Because someone other than her had found out your secret identity before she did.

I hope you all have a pleasant day!

Tag list: @screechcat ; @princess-kennys-rats ; @lissaaaa145 ; @maris-astrum ; @marvelogic ; @moonliqhtszn ; @charl-lally ; @an-evergreen-rose ; @almosttoopizza ; @daenerys713 ; @yenmaximoff ; @lezzbehonesturhaught ; @angryraisin ; @capswife ; @localarcherwriter ; @wandaslittlewhore ; @wandanatstan ; @wizardofstories ; @justyourwritter69 ; @m-h-r-h ; @fxckmiup ; @paaandiculations ; @kacka84 ; @darling-im-the-queen-of-hell ; @mymommawanda ; @amessbian ; @cmfouatslota77 ; @lol1415lol (not tagging properly :c)

If I left anyone out, I’m sorry! Love you all!

#wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #scarlet witch #scarlet witch x reader #elizabeth olsen #elizabeth olsen x reader #kate x yelena #kate bishop #yelena belova #natasha romanoff #jane foster #marvel

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ducktoonsfanart · 6 months

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Superhero Ducks - Ducktales 2017 - Ducktales AU

Yes, I'm late, but I dedicated this drawing to my follower, whose birthday was last week, and I did it on the theme of superheroes, that is, Justice Ducks, but in the Ducktales reboot way.

Yes, even though I prefer superheroes from comics, OG Ducktales, Darkwing Duck and others, I still tried it out to see how it would look in Ducktales 2017, but I drew it my way, in my style. I drew Duck Avenger (Paperinik), She Venger (Super Daisy-Paperinika), Darkwing Duck (Drake Mallard), Gizmoduck, Masked Top Hat (Scrooge McDuck), Clover Leaf (Gladstone Gander), Red Bat (Fethry Duck) and of course Launchpad McQuack who is not in a superhero suit. I also added Della Duck as Aviator or Rocketquack, Webby Vanderquack as Pink Vanderquack, Lena De Spell (Sabrewing) as Raven, Gosalyn Mallard as Quiverwing Quack, Huey as Huebot (Red Gizmoduck), Dewey as Blue Darkwing, Louie as Paperinik Junior and Gandra Dee as Gizmo-Gandra.

I hope you like this drawing and yes I drew based on the design by @lara-prism-light and @boingodigitalart, to whom I am grateful for such designs and such ideas. And I added some ideas of my own. Of course, this gift goes to @alexcanine, whose birthday was last week, and I wish you all the best and I hope you like this gift. Happy late birthday! And just one piece of advice, please learn to draw properly. Overall, I hope you like this.

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twidash-ftw-blysse · 7 months

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Master Post

Current Art (mostly LU unless otherwise stated):

Modern Time and Hyrule

LU as Disney Princesses

Malon dresses up a scarecrow

Fem Wild debates her purpose

Minish Four and Fairy Hyrule meet

Sky paying off his debts

Time misses Malon

Malon lets fem Wild wear her old dresses

"Greetings, Strange Traveler"

Mask meets a Korok

The Blood Moon

Time, but Ben Drowned

"You've met with a terrible fate, haven't you?"

Strawberry Blond Legend

Vaati in a Bottle (and more)

Legend is a cat girl and Ravio says he a bunny

Art Trade with BlueDesk

More Link OCs

Jinx'd Four

The Colours as Mario Characters

Sally Face fanart

Legend with a Pearl Necklace

Four is Tiny (Panel Redraw)

Realism Hyrule

Time Doin a Funky lil dance

Art Trade with FourEyedNerd

The Heroes Curse:

My own Linkverse/Links Meet AU that is a WIP

Ambrosia and Fay

Ravio and Myth

Detroit Become Human Linked Universe AU:

All the Links are androids in the world of Detroit Become Human

Main Designs!

Hylia and First Designs

Ravio Design!

Legend watches the Prisoner

Wind takes Hyrule and Legend to Koholint

Legend shows off his Brass knuckles (CW weaponry)

Twilight does the Zoomies

Legend and Marin are Besties

Legend and Marin are Besties 2

By besties i mean lovers

Hyrule uses spoons to cher Legend up.

Animatics:

Legend Animatic | No Children

Ruby Rider | Linked Universe Cowboy Animatic

Peace and Love | Linked Universe Animatic

Fanfics:

Time is Losing His Shit and Malon is Confused

Old Art (Don't look at it):

Melody Duck (DuckTales OC)

Emo Melody and Webby (Ducktales)

Lena and Louie (Ducktales Edit)

Haldana and Everett (OCs)

Boyd (DuckTales)

Daisy and her Nieces (DuckTales Edit)

Inktober 1 (2019)

Inktober 2 (2019)

Inktober 3 (2019)

Dewey Redraw (DuckTales)

Melody as a human witch (Ducktales OC)

April, May, June (DuckTales Edit)

Donald Duck was cool... Once

First Time Drawing LU Boys (Linked Universe)

First and only drawing of the chain as a whole (Linked Universe)

Misc art (MLP, BNHA)

Deku's Birthday 2021! (BNHA)

I Found Peace In Your Violence (BNHA AU)

BNHA in the style of Star VS

Bakuiida (BNHA)

Jesus in LA Thumbnail (BNHA AU)

Deku has Osteoporosis (BNHA)

I aM hErE (BNHA, Villain Deku AU)

LUtober:

Game

Island

Ring (CW Weapon)

Zoom

Bond

Ablaze

Switch

Mask

Trinket

Sword

Glowing

Bottled

Contain

Tunnel

Hope+Spirit

Blind

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #loz #legend of zelda #lutober #linked universe fanart #DBHLU #detroit become human #linkverse #thc linkverse #links meet au #ducktales #ducktales 2017

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lenaswelt · 5 months

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Du sitzt allein in Latex gehüllt auf einer Bank im Park. Suchend schaust Du, durch die Schlitze Deiner Maske umher... Wie ein verirrtes Rehkitz hältst Du Ausschau nach Deiner Herrin und Gebieterin. Da, wo der Weg hinter dem Erlenbusch einen Knick macht, entdeckst Du sie.

Voller Vorfreude regt sich Dein kleines Schwänzchen im Käfig über Deinem hautengen Anzug. Du spürst, dass Du Lusttropfen abgibst. Es fließt nahezu in Deine Penishülle. Warm und glittschig und doch so eng, dass Dein mittlerweile harter Schwanz kaum mehr Platz hat. Es schmerzt Dich wohlig. In Deiner gefesselten Position kannst Du Dich kaum zurückhalten, aber auch Dein Halskorsett ist sooo eng, dass Dir der keuchende Atem schwerfällt.

Da kommt sie, stolz und elegant auf Ihren Latex-High-Heels. Wie eine Göttin schwebt sie mit der Gerte in der Hand zu Dir. Unglaublich erregend...

Kapitel 2

Ihr lassiver Blick ist auf Dich gerichtet, wie Du dort so fixiert verweilst. Sie schreitet weiter auf Dich zu mit ihren ellenlangen Beinen, eine schier endlose 2. Haut aus Latex. Glänzend und eng. Ihre Taille ist fest geschnürt und sieht unglaublich heiß aus. Dein Blick wandert höher und Du erahnst ihre festen Brüste und harten gepiercten Nippel.

Ihr Blick ist durchdringend, ihre Wimpern lang und elegant. Der Pumpball des Analplugs wippt durch den Zweiwegezipper.

MISS LENA....

Sie kommt auf Dich zu.

Packt Dich fest am Reif des Halskorsetts und zwingt Dich trotz Deiner Fixierung in die aufrechte Position.

#penis cage #feminization kink #sissi slave

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scribbling-punk · 11 months

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Lying On Our Backs & Counting The Stars - 2.

Supercorp Summer Camp AU.

It’s where she always is. Each and every night, silently counting the stars until Kara joins her with a blanket and some snacks. It’s endearing, really, that someone like Lena is so willing to follow her advice after a difficult day, but that doesn’t mean Kara isn’t still pissed about being kept in the dark.

She sits quietly beside her on the blanket in the long grass, listening to the quiet murmurings of numbers that are much higher than Kara has needed to count before.

It must have been a terrible day, a dark cloud hanging over Lena even when Kara had spotted her laughing and joking with the kids. It’s not a surprise, though, her mask was always impressive, her bad moods never taken out on those around her, so Kara waits, content to let Lena finish counting the stars instead of interrupting the method that truly seems to help her.

Lena acknowledges her with a tired smile and a nod, her eyes automatically flicking back up to the clear sky. Kara sighs softly and lies back on the blanket, her arms folded beneath her head as she stares up at the multiple constellations.

It’s a beautiful night, but she fears there is much ahead of them that could ruin it.

Kara watches Lena, memorizing the gentle slope of her nose and the sharp edges of her jaw, wondering just when she had fallen head over heels for the newcomer. It had been inevitable, really, Kara entirely unsurprised by how quickly Lena had stolen her heart.

“5,229,” Lena sighs, falling backwards to heavily slump beside Kara.

“That’s a very bad day,” Kara blows out a low whistle. “You wanna talk about it?”

“No,” Lena scoffs around a wry chuckle, “but I think we need to, anyway.”

Read part 2 of Lying On Our Backs & Counting The Stars early on Patreon (with part 3 coming this weekend, too.)

Part 1 is available on AO3.

#lying on our backs & counting the stars #kara x lena #summer camp au #supercorp fluff #early access

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waatched · 10 months

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𝐂𝐇 . 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐎𝐅...

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝑨𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑵 𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑪𝑬.

❝ You know me, heart on my sleeve. ❞

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀ ... ⠀ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 &̲ 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬 ⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘴 : Family man. Would sacrifice himself for his family. Very kind to children. Soft - hearted. Raw. Emotional when with trusted sources.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘴 : Manipulative. Controlling. — Control is his specialty and will use any kind of force to get his way. Prone to anger most of the times. Brutal. Violent.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 :

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀Pearce is a violent man, shown in-game to be prone to brutality and anger whenever it comes to his family. Blames himself for the crash and for the whole Chicago disaster. Aiden is known for his manipulation and intimidation tactics, making him a hard enemy to face, taking in the fact that physically, he’s very strong. Eccentric. Mysterious. Skilled in combat, psychology and especially hacking. Beside the tough shell of his vigilante side is a man, trying to heal from his abused childhood, the suffering and pain of the loss of his deceased niece, Lena — he’s emotional only with his close family.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀ ... ⠀ 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 ⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳 &̲ 𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 : Chocolate brown — fluffy hair strands, mid - length hair.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳 : Emerald green.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 : 6'2" (1.88 m)

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Medium.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 : Cigarettes - Blood - Gun Smoke - Leather - Subtle alcohol undertone.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀ ... ⠀ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 ⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘧𝘴 : Questions about there being a God. Does not believe in hell, nor heaven. Doesn’t really have any specific beliefs.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 &̲ 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Asexual. Bisexual. [Closeted.]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 / 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 : A long - spread scar on the right side of his face, accompanied by more scars on the same side. / Missing right eye. [for AU] / Bruises on his entire body.

⠀⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀ ... ⠀𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 ⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 : Light grey, long-sleeve zip-neck sweater with thumb holes, usually un-tucked. / Brown, knee-length trench coat. / Dark blue trousers. / Black boots. … || … Black, knee-length cape with a hood. / Mask on his face with holes for eyes. / Holographic fox mask, blue and purple. / Military accessories. / Black cargo pants / Black boots.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘫𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘺 / 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 : Arsenal of guns / His phone / Pack of cigarettes. / Tactical baton. / Tiny picture of his now deceased niece, Lena.

⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀ ... ⠀𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 &̲ 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 ⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘯 : Stern expression. / Focused, confident posture. / Guarded look. / Cautious. / Increased attentiveness to his surroundings. / Hands in pockets.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘴 : Mask slid on the bridge of his nose. / Heightened alertness. / Readiness for action. / Tense posture. / Fists clutched. / Hands on his tactical baton. [hidden away in his pockets.]

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀ ... ⠀𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 ⠀ ݁ ⠀.⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 &̲ 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺 : His family being attacked. / Losing any fight. / Killing someone dear to him indirectly. / Letting another car crash happen. / Betrayal. / Being played.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘪𝘭 : Not being able to save Lena from the crash. / Unable to save Clara from the hired fixers. / Unable to give his family a safe environment. / The people he killed and murdered for his own problems.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩𝘴 : Physical superiority and strength. / Hacking skills. / Combat abilities. / Resourcefulness. / Logistics. / Cold behavior. / Effectiveness. / Sprinter.

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘸𝘴 : Mentally ill, could be a psychopath. / Lack of charisma. / Frequently engaging in criminal activities that suggest to vigilantism. / Criminal. / Accessing systems of Chicago citizens. / Spying.

⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ﹒ 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘴 : Smoking. / Going into fights. / Hacking. / Controlling. / Manipulating. / Constantly checking surroundings. / Cautious about leaving a digital footprint. / Cautious of sloppy work. / Disciplined approach to his jobs.

// edit belongs to me. more edited like this on my roleplay account on instagram, @ vigilan7ism \\

#watch dogs #aiden pearce #watch_dogs #character study #a very lousy aiden pearce charcter study #because instagram rp is dead #so i guess tumblr wake up #watch dogs legion #watch dogs 2 #roleplay #watch dogs roleplay

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altairtalisman · 5 months

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Random Info On Lena

- Her MBTI is ISFJ-T

- She's left-handed

- She has problems sleeping, and frequently wakes up from nightmares revolving her late husband and daughter blaming her for failing to die and/or her in-laws wishing that she was the one who died instead of their son

- She's mild-mannered, though no one knows if she's truly mild-mannered or just too depressed to even care, not even she knows herself (she forgot how she was like prior to the accident)

- Her favourite season is summer

- Her parents are dead as it has been centuries

- Her name is to showcase the Slavic inspiration. In Belarusian, her name is spelt as Алена Рыбка (Alena Rybka)

- Her signature song is Only Happy When It Rains by Garbage

- She tries to be on time, but usually ends up being 15 minutes late

- Others assume that she wears her signature mask because she deliberately disfigured her face while punishing herself for surviving, something which she doesn't deny as she had tried to do that before, but her abilities healed her wounds. The real reason is because she's self-conscious about the snowflake patterns on her face

- In a Real World AU, she's from Belarus

- In a Real World AU, she's 34 and is a highly skilled resin artist

#Hallowed Hotel #Alena Rybka #tw self harm

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lena-in-a-red-dress · 1 year

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Hi all just wanted to let you know that my brain has been consumed by the idea of Star Wars AU Lena being recaptured by the empire, and being forced to wear a black half-mask a la the Adjudicator.

Like, at first, it's legit to gag her, especially when she's put in a mind flayer to reprogram her brain to be a mindless lapdog for Lillian. But it's symbolic of her subservience, her obedience to the Empire. She could remove it at any time, but it doesn't even occur to her because she's been programmed to think of nothing but serving the empire.

When she's unleashed in the field, and Kara sees her for the first time in months, all she sees is a dark-robed Sith absolutely demolishing tech and bodies alike with both saber and the Force, whose face is partially masked. It's not until she gets in close to engage with sabers that she realizes the eyes above the mask belong to Lena.

But when Kara freezes in shock and gasps Lena's name, Lena doesn't react except to send Kara flying with the Force. She would have marched on to destroy Kara except she's recalled by the imperial commander and they all withdraw.

And now Kara is faced with the fact that Lena, one of the most powerful force users in the galaxy, now serves the very enemy she once escaped from.

#supercorp #star wars au #ill do this justice eventually #i just needed you guys to know im thinking about #now hopefully i can have room in my brain for the scbb coming up

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ishomieokay · 4 months

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Intro Post

Hi, there! I'm Lena.

I write mostly Homelander fanfiction, although I dabble into other media every once in a while. I love creating Hispanic OC/reader content, because I believe everyone should have some rep in fandom spaces. So, if you're looking for some spicy, diverse storytelling, you've come to the right place.

I absolutely love answering asks and diving into discussions about Homelander, The Boys, or just life in general. So, if you're up for a chat, feel free to slide into my DMs.

I'm open to taking requests, so, if you have any wild ideas or specific scenarios in mind, hit me up. Let's create something awesome together!

Links / Tag

Fanfiction Directory

works in progress:

idolatry (homelander x hispanic oc) AO3

masks we wear (john escapes the lab and joins the boys au) AO3

Imagine Guide

texting boyfriend!homelander (homelander x hispanic texter)

Original Stories

tales of belasia (high fantasy, enemies to lovers m|m)

#pinned post #hope this makes my content easy to follow!

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haacked · 8 months

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send me an au and i’ll give you 5+ headcanons about it // @heroonlybyblood

breathes on my screen

Outside writing and video games, DnD is my lifelong love, honestly. My tiefling rogue is one of the first characters I ever got to roleplay, second only to a VtM character, so it definitely has a special place. Anything fantasy-related kind of does to some extent. And god, thinking about dropping Aiden into that kind of setting - I might have a couple thoughts.

To name a few:

HEAR ME OUT: Human rogue/artificer combo. I suppose it could be fighter/artificer, too, but I'm partial to rogues, and Aiden checks enough boxes to qualify, so I'm sticking with that. There's some flexibility that's essential for Aiden - on one hand, he could absolutely be a combat-oriented rogue. With the addition of gadgets and whatever else he makes, finds, or buys, on top of general experience and agility, he could be an absolutely lethal opponent. On the other hand, having him be a more typical, stealth-oriented rogue with heavy reliance on gadgetry could also be a possibility. Then there's the combination of both, so really, the possibilities are endless here when it comes to giving him a general "class".

ON THAT NOTE THOUGH, I had another thought: a battle mage of sorts, though his ability with magic is…limited. He doesn't have much as far as offensive spells go, at least not in the direct manner most would think of when they hear offensive magic. His is specialized in that it's mainly disruptive - interfering with counterspells, shattering wards and protective barriers, causing artificer gadgetry to fail and/or backfire, and things of that nature..

He's still a blade for hire, albeit one with some semblance of a conscience, which translates to, he won't accept every job thrown his way, regardless of what the promised pay is. On top of that, he probably plays a sort of Robin Hood-esque role - stealing from obviously rich patrons in taverns or markets to help the less fortunate (which...may end up being himself on occasion, depending on what sort of storm he has or hasn't dealt with, but overall, his heart is in the right place), on top of being a blade for hire.

He still has the trademark mask, but he's losing the hat. Everyone, take a moment of silence for this unfortunate, verse-specific loss.

Instead of stemming from the design on his now-missing hat, "The Fox" is a nickname given to the masked individual who continuously escapes even the most skilled guards around his hometown. Their best efforts can't seem to pin this guy down - he's quick, agile, and incredibly clever. Clearly, it's a moniker he has rightfully earned.

I would also like everyone to picture Aiden trying to walk through a busy market with two little kids trying to pull him two different directions. That is one thing that remains true across all verses; the loving, doting uncle part of him, the protective big brother part, the inconvenience them in any way and I'll fuck your shit up part of him. His methods for playing that part might change slightly to suit different verses, but the gist is the same.

Lena's death. The cause would undoubtedly change, as obviously in a fantasy verse, there is probably not going to be a car accident. Maybe it'd be something like, a mercenary's crossbow shot that missed its mark and hit her instead, or a blade meant only to threaten the little girl as a means to scare Aiden into doing whatever it was the wielder wanted him to do, but something went wrong, and…well, regardless of the how, it'd take that to push him into becoming more than just a thug; a halfway decent thug, sure, but still. You best believe he'll be willing to travel across the goddamn world twice, on foot, if it meant tracking the culprit down. And hey, he might even accept additional party members, if they prove themselves useful to his cause.

I FEEL LIKE I'M MISSING SOME, but I did manage to remember these. Still don't know what happened and I am so sorry sldjfks. But, in any case, this was fun to think about, and I would absolutely love to a) iron out some concrete details instead of playing with what ifs and b) play around in a fantasy - high or low - verse a little. That kind of thing is my JAM

#heroonlybyblood #ooc tbt #ask tbt #[ thank you for this!! ]#[ i don't know what happened to the original ask. tumblr ate most of my reply lsdkjfsl ]

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overkill-max · 1 year

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My Fics - Masterpost

Just a masterpost of all my fanfics and drabbles.

Fandoms:

Special Ops: Lioness (Aaliyah Amrohi/Cruz Manuelos)

Willow (Kit Tanthalos/Jade Claymore)

First Kill (Calliope Burns/Juliette Fairmont)

Terminator: Dark Fate (Grace/Dani Ramos)

The Expanse (Bobbie Draper/Monica Stuart)

Supergirl (Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor)

Wynonna Earp (Wynonna Earp/Nicole Haught)

Station 19 (Maya Bishop/Carina DeLuca)

A Country Called Home (Ellie/Reno)

SPECIAL OPS: LIONESS

Hard To Forget

What if Cruz admits that she is broken after what Joe puts her through in SERE? How would that knowledge change the trajectory of her life? Everything should be different once Cruz gets out of the Lioness program. But Cruz can't stop some things from taking place. She can only try to protect Aaliyah with the little time they have left.

AKA

The Canon Adjacent Fix-It AU

One Shot | Words: 14,397 |

Duty and Desire

FBI Special Agent Amrohi is sent to the Middle East to help with interrogations. Death threats are issued and soon she goes from being safe to needing constant protection. What happens when Marine Security Guard Manuelos meets the unstoppable force that is Agent Amrohi? Just how easy is it to do your duty when it intersects with desire?

AKA

The Bodyguard AU

Chapters: 4/4 | Complete | Words: 17,877 |

Second Chances

Aaliyah Amrohi Al Rashdi is lost. Her husband was recently murdered, and she is worried about her little girl getting kidnapped. With only a name and an impressive resume to go on, she hires a former marine to keep her daughter safe. But what happens when there’s a connection between them?

AKA

The Man on Fire AU

One Shot | Words: 7,346 |

Brave Enough To Love

What if Cruz had chosen to follow her heart instead of her duty but Aaliyah goes through with the wedding? Aaliyah gets married and just as she predicted that was the last she saw of New York for a long time. With nothing but her memories and betrayal in her mind, how can Aaliyah get out of a situation she doesn’t want to be in?

AKA

The Rescue Me AU

One Shot | Words: 9,251 |

The Arrangement

Cruz and Aaliyah were always destined to meet by bumping into each other. This time, Aaliyah is the one that instigates their meeting because she needs a protector and a friend. Little did she know, she would find more than that in a young marine.

AKA

The Fake Marriage AU

Chapters: 4/4 | Complete | Words: 15,587 |

The Lost Mask

Aaliyah Amrohi considers herself an amateur treasure hunter. What happens when she stumbles upon a journal that claims the Funerary Mask of Thājite Princess is a fake, and the real article was stolen during the Roman period? With the mask over 5,000 kilometers away, and mercenaries at her heels; can Aaliyah trust a woman she just met to keep her safe while she tries to unearth the mask?

AKA

The Sexy Treasure Hunter AU

Chapters: 3/3 | Complete | Words: 10,340 |

Love and War

Aaliyah is a reporter sent to Pakistan to report on the Global War on Terror. What she thought would be a military propaganda piece will forever change her life.

AKA

The War Correspondent AU

Chapters: 4/4 | Complete | Words: 13,657 |

Queen of the Sun

Cruz is left for dead. She finds love in the unlikeliest of places.

AKA

The Warrior AU

One Shot | Words: 2,685 |

Tutor Me

Aaliyah never needed to know how to drive. Except now. With her dad mad at her for choosing a less prestigious school over NYU, he takes her driver away in hopes Aaliyah will reconsider. Once she realizes what it means to be in a small town with no car, she enlists Cruz’s help for those driving lessons she never had.

AKA

The Learning How To Drive AU

One Shot | Words: 8,199 |

Announcement No. 746

After fighting many wars, Cruz is looking for a better way to live her life. Forty words later, she is listed in a mail-order newspaper as seeking one thing: matrimony. Aaliyah is a widow looking for some companionship. What happens when out of curiosity, she sends out a letter to the person behind the announcement in The Matrimonial News?

AKA

The Mail-Order Bride AU

One Shot | Words: 3,946 |

First Date: Take Two

The last time Aaliyah had seen Cruz was 15 years ago. They were meant to go on a date, but she got stood up. Aaliyah had been heartbroken. Now that she’s back home Cruz asks for another shot at a first date. Will things go better the second time around?

AKA

The First Date AU

One Shot | Words: 10,267 |

Once, We Were In Love

On the frontier, two women from different worlds fall in love.

AKA

The Last of the Mohicans AU

One Shot | Words: 6,014 |

WILLOW

Escaping Fate

No throne, no kingdom. Just a woman who runs away when she’s faced with the choice of marrying someone she doesn’t love or the possibility of never seeing the person that means the most. Sometimes, the choice you are given is not the one you wanted. And even then, it might still lead you back to the beginning. Showing you that no matter the choice, you can’t escape your fate.

AKA

The “what if Kit runs away” AU

Chapters: 4/4 | Complete | Words: 30,037 |

Fulfilling Fate

No matter the choice, you can’t escape your fate… but what happens when you’re not the same person that was meant to take a trip through the unknown? How many other ways can destiny crush you as it tries to ensnare you in its strands to pull you onto the path it had carved out for you in the beginning.

AKA

The Escaping Fate Sequel

Chapters: 4/4 | Complete | Words: 26,894 |

The Dark Princess and her Shattered Throne.

Kit falls into the vermiscus liquid and gets corrupted. What happens as they try to save Airk, while running out of time to help Kit? [Story starts before 1x06. A speculative fic written as episodes aired.]

AKA

The “corruption and redemption” canon adjacent AU

Chapters: 4/4 | Complete | Words: 17,740 |

Offspring of the Wind

Without knowing who she can trust in a strange and foreign kingdom, Kit takes her daughter and heads towards the only safe place she ever knew. Things get complicated when King Hastur sends men after her once they find her husband’s dead body. In a desperate attempt to survive, she seeks the help of a stranger with a dark past who promises to help her get home, but are things as they seem?

AKA

The Dark Fantasy AU

Chapters: 3/3 | Complete | Words: 16,318 |

The First Time

A short moment in time of what happens after the kiss but before they leave the Shattered Sea. Set during episode 1x07.

One Shot | Words: 2,687 |

Burn Your Name Upon My Skin

The name is burned upon her skin, but it’s not the one Kit wants to read.

AKA

The Soulmate AU

One Shot | Words: 2,939 |

Duty Bound

They married for duty, not knowing it would lead to friendship, and later, love.

AKA

The Arranged Marriage AU

One Shot | Words: 7,571 |

The Rise of Captain Kit

Kit drunkenly joins the Royal Navy and accidentally become a legend.

AKA

The Pirate AU

One Shot | Words: 7,196 |

A Love Foretold

Before her mother died, Sorsha had a dream. A prophecy that would lead to her downfall. Her child of surprise. Her unexpected baby, shall marry a red headed princess of blood and bone. Once this is done, it would spell out the end of her reign.

AKA

The Prophecy AU

One Shot | Words: 5,119 |

Wife Wanted

Jade fell in love with a picture of a woman she had never met. Words on a screen followed. And then the calls started. Sometimes falling in love takes some distance before you can get a little closer.

AKA

The Internet Dating AU

One Shot | Words: 5,701 |

The Slaughtered Lamb: Tavern and Inn

What if the little inn at the Pitiless Pass is still standing? Family owned, The Slaughtered Lamb is ready to greet travelers with a cold beer, a clean bed, and a warm meal.

AKA

The Travellers Rest AU

One Shot | Words: 3,829 |

FIRST KILL

First Silence

Just after the "First Betrayal" takes place, Juliette turns to the one person that promised her the impossible: humanity. The problem is that Oliver wanted Juliette to be human, not Theo. This starts off the First Silence, an impossible curse that could work or could kill her.

AKA

The Fairy Tale AU

One Shot | Words: 7,438 |

The King's Daughter

Juliette takes part of a program designed to boost the population of New France. She leaves her family behind for the promise of a dowry and a husband she gets to choose. Instead, she gets a wife and a quiet life in the colonies.

AKA

The Filles du Roi AU

One Shot | Words: 4,779 |

First Love. Through The Ages.

Calliope and Juliette had met before, but they didn’t know it. They would meet again and didn’t know that either. In fact, they were destined to meet forever. To find love and lose it. They were doomed soulmates. Until the fates decided that they got it right.

AKA

The Romeo and Juliet AU

Chapters: 4/4 | Complete | Words: 21,122 |

TERMINATOR: DARK FATE

100 Ways To Change Fate

Grace takes a one-way ticket to the past. The mission: save the girl at all costs. The problem? They fall in love and now fate seems to be a bit less set in stone than they originally thought it was.

AKA

The 100 ways to say I love you canon adjacent AU

Chapters: 5/5 | Complete | Words: 33,830 |

Fate's Gamble

Grace and Sarah are setting off on an adventure of a lifetime. They have put all their hard-earned savings towards buying a passage on a steamer towards Canada and enough supplies to make the 10-week journey to a place where the rivers are filled with gold. The problem is that as soon as they step foot on the boat, Grace meets a girl, Dani, and their plans get derailed.

AKA

The Gold Rush AU

Chapters: 4/4 | Complete | Words: 19,600 |

THE EXPANSE

The Reporter and The Sergeant

Monica and Bobbie meet during a tense standoff inside the ring. When it becomes the slow zone incident. Then, they meet once again, under enemy fire and dangerous circumstances. Can anything come from meeting like this, time and time again? Or are they destined to pass each other and never touch?

AKA

The “Monica takes one look at Bobbie in the Roci and wants to climb her like a tree” canon adjacent AU

Chapters: 5/5 | Complete | Words: 27,235 |

SUPERGIRL

Finding My Way Back to Who I Was Always Meant to Be

Lena craves the love and affection she’s slowly been getting from the woman that was cold to her for most of her life. Board members that were downright hostile to her are suddenly agreeing with her without a second thought. Her relationship with Veronica Sinclair is finally going in a positive direction. On paper her life should be perfect. But she feels torn between this glimpse of what she always wanted her life to be and knowing that this house of cards will fall, and she needs to figure out if she’s going to fall with it or do the right thing…

An alternative take on Season 2 that is more Lena Luthor centric.

Chapters: 3/3 | Complete | Words: 17,012 |

Don't Ever Look Back

They just graduated college and Lena needs to get away from it all. What starts as a way to find some breathing room ends up with them falling in love. The problem is that Lena is set to go to Metropolis and Kara will stay at National City. Can one summer be enough?

AKA

The Teenage Dream AU

One Shot | Words: 10,023 |

Lost and Found: A Serendipitous Love Story

Lena Luthor finds solace in her favorite Twitch streamer's optimist attitude. When she disappears after Metropolis gets caught in some bombings, a worried Kara has Winn hack into Twitch to find her missing friend. What happens when someone that values their privacy is suddenly found?

AKA

the Twitch AU

One Shot | Words: 7,341 |

The Keeper of the Lights

Lillian Luthor, the widowed matriarch of the Luthor family must go into town for resupplies, leaving her children to keep the light at the Swan Beach Lighthouse. With supplies running low and waves crashing on the rocks, Lena must attempt a daring rescue, not knowing that those strangers would change their lives forever.

or the Lighthouse keeper AU

One Shot | Words: 5,208 |

I’m Going To Lure You Into The Dark

From the ashes of Krypton, comes a new world. One where Lena has power beyond measure and Kara rules beside her.

AKA the Dark New Krypton!AU

Where a Kryptonian Lena worships Yuda Kal and is seduced by the power she wields on New Krypton.

One Shot | Words: 3,434 |

The Stars, Your Eyes and the Vastness of Space

Supergirl dies. The vastness of space becomes her new tomb. Lena is unmoored once she learns who Supergirl truly was. Alex doesn’t know how to cope with the grief of losing a sister that knew she was going to die while trying to save a Worldkiller.

One Shot | Words: 4,842 |

And They Shall Reap the Whirlwind

Lena falls in love with the mysterious cowboy she hired to tend to her ranch. A/U Set in the 1900s.

One Shot | Words: 4,215 |

WYNONNA EARP

Hockey AU

Wynonna Earp has to deal with something worse than the Jack of Knives: her growing feelings for a certain redhead that refuses to back down from her attraction to Wynonna. Sometimes the right Earp is not the one you think. Set around 01x08.

One Shot | Words: 6,621 |

Vikings AU

Wynonna is a mess... until she isn’t. Thanks to Nicole.

Drabble | Words: 438 |

Hogwarts AU

A Slytherine Earp Heir. A Gryffindor Haught without a past. Magic finds a way.

Drabble | Words: 722 |

STATION 19

Wedding mini-fic

A mini-fic of what happens during and after the wedding. From the perspective of Maya’s mom.

One Shot | Words: 2,338 |

Short Carina Study

Just a small character study of Carina set in 04x02.

Drabble | Words: 647 |

A COUNTRY CALLED HOME

Home Sweet Home

Just a small character study of Ellie and Reno during the movie and a bit of wishful thinking about what happens once they get to LA.

One Shot | Words: 5,647 |

#my fanfic #my drabbles

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