#moonlight x black panther

[oreosmilkshakes]

Forever Mine

Pairing: Namor/K’uk’ulkan x reader

Fandom: Marvel- Black Panther Wakanda Forever

Word Count: 2,764

Warning(s): Dark Namor, !!there may be spoilers!!, violence, stalking behaviour, assault, kidnapping, dark ending

A/N: I hope I got the language Namor spoke correctly. I would be so disappointed if I didn’t :((. I watched BPWF recently and guess who I fell for               ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)? Also, cringy title, I know. Anyway, here is my contribution to Namor. Not my best work but here is another dark (I hope) fic by me. Happy reading!

Taglist: NIL

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The first time she saw him… it was close to midnight.

Her eyes had trouble seeing in the dark night, with the light emitting from her home giving no help. There was a dark silhouette standing under a tree, by the rocks where water would occasionally strike it. [Name]’s breath hitched, frozen on the spot. She really tried to make out the figure but he just stood there amongst the darkness.

“H-hello?” She called out to the figure, swallowing nervously. Her heart raced, feeling a drop of sweat trickling down her forehead. [Name] blinked, only to find the dark figure had seemingly disappeared into thin air. She felt goosebumps covering her skin, rubbing her arms quickly to try to calm herself.

[Name] tried looking out for the figure, even calling out. Perhaps the darkness had played tricks on her, shadows of the night that danced in the darkness. After all, the mind was a powerful tool. She ventured closer to where the figure was, noticing something glinting at her.

“Huh?” She tilted her head, kneeling down to dust the sand off the item. It winked at her. Under the pale moonlight, she could make out the item. It was a bracelet, made out of green jewels and a study fibre as its strings. Her fingers picked up the bracelet, dusting more sand off.

Did someone lose this? Perhaps it belonged to someone from the village. It certainly didn’t look like it had an owner. The jewel looked exotic and did not look like it belonged to this land.

Clutching the bracelet close, [Name] briskly made her way back home, making sure her windows and doors were locked. She couldn’t stop thinking of the haunting silhouette as she changed into her nightgown, the bracelet now left on the bedside table. A soft yawn escaped her lips, switching off the bedside lamp. She drifted off to sleep with nothing by the figure and the bracelet on her mind.

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The next time she saw him..it was close to noon, where the day was bright.

The sun was a comforting warmth as [Name] smoothed her sundress down. It had been a month since her unexpected encounter and she had forgotten about it with the brace around her wrist now. The very next day, she went to the village, asking around if the bracelet belonged to anyone but her actions were futile. The bracelet belonged to no one so she decided to wear it. It was a gorgeous piece of jewellery and it would be a shame to just leave it alone. [Name] hummed a soft tune to herself, broom in hand as she cleaned up her front porch of any dead leaves. She never regretted living alone, so far out in the country and so close to the water where it was always peaceful.

She stopped humming when she heard singing. The woman paused her chore, listening closely. Amidst the wind and the sound of the waves, someone was singing. She set the broom against the wall, leaving the comforts of her home to follow the source of the singing. It was like a trance, like magic. She couldn’t pull away from the trance even if she wanted to. She inched closer to the water, the soft, magical tune stopped and that’s when she saw him.

A man. A man with pointed ears, dressed in the most gorgeous pieces of jewellery she had ever seen and nothing but green shorts. He was tall, skin a beautiful tan, broad chest exposed for the world to see. Her jaw slacked as she studied the man from head to toe. He wore a calm expression but [Name] could see his eyes–oh, his eyes were dark and clouded. He took a step forward and she took a step back. “H-hello? Who are you?” Her voice trembled, betraying the brave look she tried to wear. The man’s expression changed, from calm to amused. He took another step forward again and she saw briefly..wings on his ankles as she took another step back.

“No. Stay away!” The woman yelped as he took another step and this time, he didn’t stop.

[Name] turned tail, running back to her home with her heart pounding against her chest. She slammed the door shut, looking through the blinds to see if the man had followed her. She waited and waited and waited.

Nothing.

He was definitely not human. She knew she lived in a world where aliens and gods existed but to have people dwelling in the water? That was something new altogether. [Name] didn’t hesitate, rushing to her laptop to research what she just saw. What a nightmare.

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The third time she met him..it was five to one at night.

Her research was fruitless. Nobody, seemingly no one, has ever seen a man with pointed ears or anyone dwelling in the waters. [Name] kept on thinking and thinking about him and it haunted her waking days.

Why did he show himself? Did he want something? Did he want to hurt her?

[Name] didn’t know. ‘If he wanted me dead, he could have done it several times over, now,’ She thought, sitting on the steps of her front porch. But, of course, that didn’t mean she could rule that thought out. A rustling sound pulled the woman out of her deep thoughts and a man stumbled towards the beach. He carried a bottle in his hand, his each step wobbled.

‘Oh good. A drunk near my home,’ She sighed and it caught the drunkard’s attention.

He grinned an ugly smile, raising the bottle at her. It looked empty.

“Hmm..what’s a pretty lady doing out here?” The man slurred, approaching the woman. She stood immediately, moving back as the man got closer and closer.

“Come on, little lady. Give me some entertainment?” He offered disgustingly and she almost gagged at that. He had a hand on her and the woman struggled. “No! Get off of me!” She shoved the man off, taking off towards the beach. The man struck his cheek against the pillar, groaning. “You little bitch! Get back here!” He growled, giving chase to the woman.

[Name] turned back as she ran, the drunk man was catching up to her. She screamed loudly when he tackled her, the bottle forgotten in the sand as his hands moved to her dress.

“A little fun won’t hurt,” The drunk cackled, gripping her dress tightly. Tears pricked her eyes as she struggled, fighting against the strength of the man but exhaustion was close to getting her. Both hands went to her face, protecting it from the man. He gave another ugly smile, the smell of alcohol was strong in her face. “That’s it. Just let it happen. It’ll be over soon eno-,” [Name] screamed, feeling something warm splattered all over her. Her body soon felt light, the weight of the man no longer on her as the man fell to the side with a soft ‘thud’. With shaking hands, she opened to look but her view was obscured as she was pulled into a warm, wet chest. A strong arm wrapped around her shoulder, keeping her very close.

“Don’t look,” The deep, accented voice instructed. [Name] wanted to fight, to push away but all she could do was cry in the man’s chest. She didn’t need to look to see who it was. The smell of salt was enough. She cried and sobbed, shaken by the incident. An arm moved under her knee and the other kept a firm, yet soft grip on her shoulder. The man picked her up, slowly walking back in the direction of his love’s seaside home. His ear twitched. His love was quiet as he got closer to her home and he could only conclude that she had fallen asleep in his arms.

Namor’s expression was dark, a calm anger behind his eyes. He set the woman down on her bed, tears covered her smooth cheek. He clenched his jaw, a boiling anger grew in his heart. He hated the surface dwellers and the drunk man was one example why.

How dare he hurt his love? The woman he had been watching ever since she moved into this seaside home.

Namor had grabbed a rag from the kitchen, cleaning the blood off [Name]’s skin. The pale orange dress she wore was ruined and the King made a mental note to replace it with something made by his people. His hands carefully peeled the dress, eyes darkening further at the bare sight before him.

His love was gorgeous.

His queen was worthy of his love.

Namor covered the woman with her blanket, a hand moving to her cheeks to wipe the tear stains away as he leaned down, warm lips brushing her ear.

“Mix máak teech yaan u mentik loob Ma'atech asab, in yaakunaj,” (No one will ever hurt you again, my love) Namor whispered, leaving the woman’s home. He discarded the dress, approaching the dead body. His grand spear stuck out of the human’s body, blood tainted the rich sand. He growled under his breath, gripping the spear. He ripped it out of the body, blood flowed down from the blade to the base of his weapon.

“Asqueroso,” The King spat, leaving the beach. He would have to request the aid of his soldiers to clean up the beach so as to not taint his love’s mind further.

[Name] woke with the bright sun shining on her eyelids. Her body felt heavy and tired, and the memory of last night was faint and a blur. She pushed her blanket off, noticing her bare form underneath it. The longer she stared at her bare skin, the more she began to remember. A loud gasp left her lips, scrambling out of her bed. She reached for her robe, slipping it on as she rushed out the front door.

What happened after the assault was a blur but she remembered the voice. The deep and comforting voice.

[Name] ran to the spot where the incident happened, expecting to find the police and locals surrounding the area but nothing. There was nothing. No people, no drunkard. Nothing. She swallowed, turning to return home. A part of her was afraid to even think about last night’s incident but another part of her sought comfort in the thought that the man had saved her.

The woman shut the door behind her, glancing to her sofa to find an orange piece of fabric. It was beautifully decorated and the material looked soft. She approached the fabric, holding it up. A dress, one to replace yesterday’s. A soft smile spread on her lips, holding the fabric close.

She would have to thank him the next time she saw the man.

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But the next time she met him, it was a whole month after that dreadful incident.

[Name] would wait for the man to appear, venturing towards the rocks where she first saw his silhouette or further into the beach with hopes of finding him. Everyday and everynight.

But nothing.

The man didn’t return.

[Name] thought the man had abandoned her, perhaps finding some other woman to be his muse.

Then one night, when the clock almost struck 12 once more, she saw him walking out of the water. The moon was bright that day, giving her a clear view of the man. Her lips parted, heart racing with anticipation as she slowly approached him. It was only then did she realise how much he towered over her. Saltwater coated his skin and she watched as he ran a hand through his wet hair.

“It’s you..,” [Name] began, swallowing as her eyes studied the man closely. His eyes wore the same darkness but it also carried some softness to it.

“Who are you? What are you? I-I cannot thank you enough for saving me. I-,” She stopped, forcing her tears back. Her head hung low, a hand moving to wipe her eyes quickly.

Namor moved a hand under her chin, lifting her head up slowly.

“My people call me K’uk’ulkan. Others who are not in favour, they call me Namor..,” He drifted off, thumb gently brushing her chin as he stared deep into the woman’s eyes.

“K’uk’ulkan,” She spoke, slowly and it sent tingles down the King’s spine. The way his name rolled off her tongue was like music to his ears. He brushed his thumb across her lower lip, humming lowly.

“I am the King of Talokan, my empire, my people. We reside beneath the Atlantic, away from the eyes of..surface dwellers,” She could hear the venom towards the end, flinching a little from the harshness. She brought a hand to his bicep, gently squeezing it in an attempt to comfort the King.

[Name] felt utmost grateful to the King and she inched closer to him.

“Thank you..for saving me. If it wasn’t for you, I..I refuse to think what would even happen if you hadn’t come,” She stopped, moving her head away to look at the distant sea. Namor moved his hands to her hips, gently gripping it. He leaned in, brushing his nose against her hair. “No one will ever hurt you again, mi amor. I will make sure of it,” He whispered lowly. [Name] rested her head against Namor’s chest momentarily, taking in his warmth in this cool night.

[Name] thought back on Namor’s words. It’s clear he didn’t exactly like humans. She knew how destructive they can be. But why her? Why did he not kill her? What makes her so special?

“Why me?” The woman pulled away, eyes meeting Namor’s.

“Hm?” He questioned.

“Why don’t you kill me? Why did you save me? It’s clear you don’t like humans but..but why me?” She asked, wetting her dry lips.

At this, Namor let out a low chuckle. His hand moved to the bracelet around her wrist, thumb brushing against the delicate skin.

“For so long, mi amor, I have watched you. I studied you and the very minute I saw you weren’t a threat, I knew I didn’t want to kill you. Yes, I have a certain hatred towards surface dwellers but it would be irrational of a King to not observe the good and bad aspects of the human race, wouldn’t it? My mother was once human and I accept that part of me,” Namor explained, his hand moving to brush a strand of hair behind the woman’s ear. Her cheeks flushed red and he could hear just how hard her heart was pounding in her chest.

“Do you know the reason why I saved you? Do you know the real reason why I watch you? Because I..,” Namor trailed off, both hands now gripping [Name]’s waist tightly. She winced, brows furrowed as she pushed slightly against the King.

“Because I want you for myself. To be mine and mine only. That filth touched you and I killed him for you. I killed him for you. I decorated my spear with his blood with one thing on my mind– that he hurt you and deserved to die,” [Name] saw his dark eyes, his tone was harsher and his grip was tight.

“L-Let go of me!” She pushed against the King but he refused to let her go.

“No. I will never let you go again. You are mine, [Name]. You are mine and mine only. I will make you my queen and you..you shall bear my child. I will make sure of that,” Namor growled, jaw clenched.

Behind, she could see blue-skinned creatures, dressed like warriors, walking out of the water. The larger male held in his hand a mask.

“No! No!” [Name] screamed, tears flowing down her cheeks as she fought against Namor’s hold. “Please, no! I don’t want this! I don’t want this!” She cried, her arms flailing about. Her fist collided with Namor’s jaw and the King’s head turnt to the side. Her teary eyes widened as Namor slowly turned back to her. Instead of anger, he smirked. Attuma handed his King the mask and he slowly brought it up to the woman’s mouth. [Name] struggled harder but whatever was emitting from the mask made her drowsy.

“No..please..Namor..,” The woman begged, eyes droopy. She slumped against Namor’s strong arm, the mask sitting snugly on her face.

“Sleep now, In yakunaj (my love),” Namor purred, picking the woman up in a bridal style. His lips brushed her forehead in a twisted, loving kiss as he walked towards the water with his soldiers.

“When you wake, everything will be so much better,”

“You are mine..forever,”

#marvel #marvel one shot #namor #namor x reader #black panther wakanda forever #black panther 2 #marvel x reader #namor x fem!reader #namor x you #namor x y/n #Yandere namor #Yandere namor x reader #Yandere namor x you #Yandere namor x y/n #namor imagine #namor one shot #tenoch huerta #mcu x reader

[roguelov]

So like I had a morpheus x Reader nsfw blurb like what if dream got bored in the dreaming during a time when he didn’t have duties to attend to and wanted a bit of a game with reader and that involved them running through the dreaming woods and reader is given an objective like they get a 2 min head start and if they make it to the River in the woods they are free but if they are caught *and they will be caught* and morpheus shape shifts into a big cat and chases reader catches them and changes back to his normal form and *ravishes* them

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I AM SO DOWN FOR THIS AHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE IT

“Now, run.”

His words echoed constantly in your head as you darted through the woods. Thickets and low hanging branches scraped along your face and arms. You occasionally tripped over roots and rocks, but managed to stay on your feet. The heavy pounding sound of footsteps behind you always kept you moving. You just had to make it to the riverbank, that was all you had to do.

Easy.

Even if a part of you couldn’t wait for Dream to get his hands on you.

You peered over your shoulder.

A gigantic beast, akin to a massive black panther, was directly almost behind you. The feline blue eyes twinkled like moons in the midst of darkness. Dream was getting closer.

You yelped and tried to run faster.

You ducked and skirted around trees. You tried to push your body to do more, to run faster. Yet, even as the river started to appeared in the distance, you were just not fast enough.

A force pounced on your back.

Rolling around, you quickly found yourself on your back with your arms pinned above your head. Your chest heaved, gasping for air as you stared up at Dream in his mortal form.

His eyes still shone like moonlight. “Too slow, my dear,” he hummed.

“Well, I tried, and it’s -“

His hand clamped over your mouth. He leaned down to your ear. “Not another word unless you are screaming out my name.”

Your eyes widened.

He chuckled. His hands skimmed down your body, and wrapped your legs around his waist. “Now, be good for me. I worked so hard to catch you.”

#he can chase me down any day #I would honestly just roll over for him #the sandman #morpheus #dream of the endless #morpheus x reader #dream of the endless x reader #smut #anon #ask

[formyloveoflove]

Welcome Home (Okoye x Attuma)

inspired by @dontruinmymorning's meeting the family headcanons found here

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Attuma couldn’t help but smile. With his eyes never leaving hers, he shifts in his seat to get a better view of her smile. She dazzles, and he is a moth to the flame, fully at her mercy as heat rose up his body. And her laugh. Oh, God, that laugh. It felt like the sunset, like water on a hot day, like sex on the beach.

His smile widened as he chuckled to himself, gaining the attention of a special Wakandan floating in his mother’s living room with his niece babbling in her lap. She glanced at him for just a second, but he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. He flexed his hand, fighting the urge to cross the room, press his hands to her waist, and kiss over the love bites he left the night before now hidden under the full-body diver suit that he commissioned Shuri to make.

“There’s that suit from the Americans,” she said, clapping her hands together to wipe the chip dust from her fingers. “What do you need a new one for?”

“For K’iin,” he coughed. He felt vulnerable under her gaze. No longer her begging eyes from the bridge, but the Black Panther back from her pilgrimage to Haiti: the one who forgives, but never forgets.

“So, Okoye asked you to come here? To my lab? A place she knows how to get to if she needed something like a suit to go to the bottom of the ocean?”

He stood straight, unyielding, “I’m asking. I want her to see my home, meet my family.”

Unfazed, Shuri rests her chin on her hands, and Attuma felt like she towering over him. Her voice was low, “and is she aware of this desire?”

“Yes,” and many more, but the sole survivor of the Golden Tribe didn’t need to know what goes down in his love’s bed and shower and kitchen.

With a flick of a wrist, he was dismissed, and here they are, with his father standing to his right, a scowl planted permanently on his face as he nudged his son, urging him to follow him outside. Reluctantly, he obeyed and ignored the questioning stare of his surface visitor.

Okoye quickly fixed her face, giving the three generations of Talokonil a dazzling smile. In her lap, a girl of three years older is holding her gaze: the most inquisitive of them all. She asks her what’s her name, what’s her name means, who named her, where she came from, how she got her, and how she knows my uncle. The last one being her favorite.

“On a bridge at night,” she says, braiding the toddler’s hair. “He appeared on the back of a whale with bones of a predator all over his body. He shimmered in the moonlight-“

“And so did her blade,” and she looked up into his eyes, and he still shimmered, even in the depths of the ocean. He bends down to her level. His voice dangerously low as if his mother was not a hand stretch away “And you’re not telling the full story, K’iin. I remember someone telling me that if I took another step, they would kill me.”

“Ah,” she laughed, and his heart stopped. “I thought you said that I was not worth your blade.” Her smile could kill him right there, and he would die a happy man.

“Because, In yakunaj, you are worth so much more,” and the look in his eyes told her that it was time to go. His niece lifted her from arms. His hand guiding Okoye to the door. But it was his father that stopped them, giving his son a stern look. And his sisters laughed.

“Let us enjoy her,” one of them said as she found her way to her side. “You can’t keep hoarding her. Especially when she is the sole witness to your brutal defeat.” His family’s ear perked up at that, and they surrounded Okoye like she was an oracle, telling myths and legends.

He couldn’t even be annoyed. Not when his father pushed him back in his seat, not when his cousins slap his shoulders in jest, not when his mother chuckles as she pops pieces of seaweed in her mouth. Because how could he not smile as his love’s eyes lighten his childhood home, and he remembers how excited he was to have his family and her in the same room. The rush to his cheeks as his mother pulled her through the door, dragging her with promises of good food and stories about a Attuma she knew nothing about. She fit right in with his siblings, swapping tales about marketplaces and childhood games.

And his breath caught in his throat, and his hand on his chest. He dreamed about this moment, but he didn’t know how her laughter mixing in with his family would make him want her to stay. In Talokan, with him, forever.

As if she could read his thoughts, Okoye meets his gaze with a laugh slipping off her lips. His youngest brother, sitting on the floor, pats his knee, pointing to his chest, “I guess he can still feel that kick.”

“Yeah,” she hums, “me, too.”

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This is my first ever fanfic after years of being a reader, but as soon as I saw these two in theatres, I knew I had to give it a try. They are my babies fr! Can't wait to practice some more, and spend more time with this couple

#okoye x attuma #attoye #attuma x okoye #okoye #attuma #wakanda forever

[infactnoimmasitinthemiddle]

What Comes After 🌕

Part: PROLOGUE

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Book: Nightbound

Pairing for series: Nik Ryder x Alexandra (Alex)(f!mc), ?

~(None in this chapter)

Rating: Teen

Warnings: Mention of revenge?

Word count: ~800

Summary: Tialo wanders through the swamp and encounters someone.

A/N: The events of this story takes place two years after the events of Nightbound. But the prologue is based on the extra scene in the last chapter, which many may not have seen.  But there is no alligator (iykyk)

The prologue takes place two years before the actual story. So yeah..

Taglist: @ladylamrian @lilyoffandoms @choicesficwriterscreations

Let me know if anyone wants to be tagged or wants to be removed from being tagged in the series.

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The swamps are almost never visible at night. The fog and the grey clouds over them never fail to hide the moonlight from reaching it, making it pitch black. But sometimes, though rarely, the moon wins. Sometimes, some things have a will of their own to make things happen. 

The only sound in the area tonight is that of the footsteps of a young fae. He has been lucky to be guided by the moonlight, though he is unsure as to where he has to go. He stomps his way through the woods, cursing under his breath. His mind is clouded by thoughts about his home, his mother and his dead father, and of the fact that they have all been stolen from him. His sorrowful face soon turns into a frown as his thoughts focus on the person who took it all away from him.

"If what I deserve is this for thinking for the wellbeing of my parents, then she deserves worse for what she did to me." His words sound threatening to his own ears. But there was no backing away from his decision. "I will make her suffer for everything I went through," he says through gritted teeth. "Until she winds up alone and lonely like me. Then," –he smirks like a madman– "then I will kill her."

There is a soft rustle of the bushes, and he panics. His eyes scan his surroundings for any presence other than himself. With another sound, he prepares for whatever is going to thrown itself at him. 

"I am Tialo, son of Lord Elric and the Lady Thalissa, rightful heir to the throne of Lamrian. I demand that you show yourself." His fright is apparent even through his  confident words. Peering through the bushes, he finally sees two yellow eyes glowing at him- a panther.  He takes a cautious step back and prepares to attack the thing, though he knows it's useless as he is unable to do magic at this time. 

The 'thing' slowly steps towards him. Tialo has never seen anything like it. He has seen many creatures in his life, but nothing so pitch black, darker than the sky tonight. It's eyes seem to be glaring into his soul. Tialo twists his hands and blurts out words, hoping to see anything coming out of his palms. Frightened to his core, he accepts his defeat and slowly backs away from it. His shaking hands reach for his knife. 

"Do not come any close, it is an order!" He points the knife at it. 

The panther take a few lazy steps, until it is a human walking towards the fae. 

"Put that knife away, kid." The human form says. 

"You..." Tialo straightens himself and look up at the figure in front of him. He only stays still as the human snatches the knife from him and puts it in his pocket. "Who are you?!"

"A shapeshifter, clearly," the human says indifferently. 

"I can see that! Give me the knife back, or else." His face grimaces.

"Or else what? You're gonna use your non-existent spells on me?"

"What do you want from me?" Tialo's face is now red with fury. No one has ever had the guts to speak to him like that, much less open their mouths around him. The servants or court members always stayed away from his path whenever they could, and he enjoyed it. This person is not even a servant, he is a complete stranger who he has no reason to talk to. 

"I saw you walking around here alone. Thought I could help." 

"How could a nobody like you even think of helping me?" His smirk is apparent.

"Keep your superiority complex to yourself. I could leave you here and you would be dead by morning. The creatures here aren't choosy when it comes to food, you know. They would eat whatever they can, heir to Lamrian or not. I can show you a place to stay. Mine isn't far from here."

"You live here, inside this swamp? Why would you stay somewhere you could get eaten easily?"

"Only fools would live here. Don't be stupid." He rolls his eyes. "Listen, if you want to come, then come with me. I can help you."

"You don't know me."

"Oh I do, though. You're the late Elric's son who was banished. Now you want your revenge on your sister- what's her name? Yeah, Alexandra. I get it, I know that. I know everything."

Tialo stares dumbfounded at the shapeshifter's words. "She is not my sister," he snaps, "mind your words. How do you know all this? Why do you care?"

The shapeshifter sighed. "Because you want her gone, kid. I do too."

Tialo stares in disbelief. His heart does a small flip to the new found information. The stranger is now more like a kin to him, someone who shares his motives. His mind goes over the thought of why the shapeshifter wants to kill his enemy, or how he acquired the information in the first place. But it does not matter to him. 

"So are you coming or not?" The shapeshifter asked.

"Why should I trust you?" 

He grins. "You shouldn't."

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#nightbound #choices stories you play #playchoices #choices nightbound #choices nb

[macbetha]

preview of four of hoards, a haikyuu au - kiyoomi x kenma (sakuken?) / ossaka - omegaverse / royalty / fantasy + shifters / dragon king omi / panther shifter kenma

As a dragon, Kiyoomi has always been warned about flying too close to the sun. With life comes bright, golden lies he’ll want to chase, but he must reign his focus on the gold in his hoard - for that is what makes the sun rise and fall in a world of dragons. But Kenma’s eyes are gold like sunstone and no dragon can fly higher than Kiyoomi. Or: A Hades and Persephone AU - what if Hades left the underworld to join Persephone in her springland home?

Preview below the cut!

Kiyoomi loathes regions of eternal summer with a special kind of repugnance, yet he’s the guest of honor at a mid-year wedding in the desert.

The desert sand at the stronghold of the Black Jackal seems to magnetize to him. This event also happens to be a Miya affair: a nine-day celebration, which is tradition in these parts. Nine days of nauseating comradery and glutinous posturing.

It’s all for the nine-tailed marriage goddess the twins and their people worship. Kiyoomi’s own physician will be one of those people soon. It’s hard to swallow.

Kiyoomi soldiers on for Akaashi’s sake. He has enough to worry about with final preparations and trying to persuade Osamu to save some things for their wedding. Osamu has already spoiled Akaashi as any king should when it comes to their intended, but Osamu is still an alpha.

Resisting the urge to bite is nearly impossible once an omega has given permission. Osamu is devoted to his regional traditions but the rule about waiting until the ceremony to bite might just do the fox king in. Oikawa has assured Kiyoomi it will be a delicious scandal.

Kiyoomi takes it upon himself to gather the flowers Akaashi wants at the ceremony. The gardens are indoors, and Kiyoomi feared he was going to step into a claustrophobic nightmare, but he shouldn’t have let the term “indoor” deter him from finding the gardens quicker.

Kiyoomi expected some flowerbeds, perhaps a fountain – not a landscape that rivals the size of a gladiatorial arena. There’s enough space for hills to stretch out pillowed by wildflowers. The air is candied, pure.

Clean waterways and spotless paths make Kiyoomi almost salivate; this trip has been nothing but sandy grime. To make matters more enriching, an oversized sundial floats midair. The dial ticks as sunlight moves through the glass ceiling.

Kiyoomi can admit he’s dazzled. Rainbow phoenixes soar overhead, teleporting across the gardens in a fiery burst, and his brain quickly stops feeling like a pulled muscle.

He tucks his basket at his elbow and follows one of the irrigation rivers with his list in hand. Koi fish trail after him, hoping for a snack. Akaashi was thoughtful enough to add rough sketches of the flowers he needs, but Kiyoomi has no clue where to find individual blooms.

He isn’t too concerned. This isn’t the worst place to get lost and better odds have tried to keep him from certain treasures in his hoard. He’s never failed in that category.

Hours pass in which Kiyoomi’s natural curiosity implores him to rest on the ground and study certain plants. He can’t name many of them. Some petals are so vibrant, it’s hard to settle on which color best describes them. These ponderings don’t weaken the happiness in him.

Gradually, he finds what Akaashi needs. Kiyoomi is quite disappointed as he reaches the end of his list. The light around him deepens with the sunset’s crimson flares. The glass ceiling opens with a mechanical groan and the phoenixes fly through for their nightly hunt.

Kiyoomi’s pointed ear twitches when music starts up somewhere outside. Dinner is about to start. He sighs profusely. His hold tightens on his flower basket, and he heads in the general direction of where he came from.

Kiyoomi tries so hard to commit all his senses to memory: the moonlight is soft and pearly, the breeze sharpening as it rips through the flowers to push Kiyoomi’s curls back. He stumbles to a stop and looks around, horns illuminating the night. Kiyoomi breathes in deeply.

His wings arc to attention. Kiyoomi studies the flow of wind through the flowers to track its path. He follows the push to the north section of the garden. Suddenly, all the perfumes around him are annoying. He can’t name the smell the wind brought to him.

He can’t even describe it or fully remember it from that initial whiff just a few moments ago. It was just… new, odd. Maybe even good. Something about it makes Kiyoomi hungry. He’s never eaten as indulgently as he needs to right now.

He wants to slash his arm across a table and push over the frilly centerpieces, wants to eat with the candlesticks overturned and the curtains burning. He wants to rip his teeth through fruit flesh and salted meat, wants to be so fucking greedy -

What is he even searching for? A particularly smelly flower? It wouldn’t be right to take one when it wasn’t on Akaashi’s list, and it wouldn’t live long. The air shifts in another direction and Kiyoomi breathes, tongue light on his bottom lip. His fangs ache in his jaw.

It's not a flower but by the gods, Kiyoomi wants it. He alters his path and walks up a steep hill. He can’t explain why he’s creeping along and being mindful of his steps while his heart urges him to hurry.

That scent clings to his open mouth. His wings move on their own, spreading to catch attention and impress. He drops the flower basket. Kiyoomi is passed deciphering these responses; he must train his eyes on the source of it all.

White flowers glow over the hilltop – moonflowers yawning awake and twisting in their search for nocturnal light. Kiyoomi finds it before the flowers do.

Cloud-cover allows only a blade of moonlight over the hill, yet an omega found it perfectly and decided to nap there. Curled up on his side with his arms folded under his cheek, he is incredibly small to have such powerful pheromones.

The skirt twisted up around the omega’s knees is patterned in golds and reds Kiyoomi should recognize as the colors of a certain noble house, but right now, he is missing the faintest memory that could remind him what the world was like before this moment.

He can’t describe the omega’s scent, but Kiyoomi eats it up with gluttonous vigor. This is what red would smell like, he thinks: warm, deep, disarming. That scent is melting into Kiyoomi’s very pores and his skin tingles as his own pheromones flare in kind.

The omega’s nose twitches as he sniffs. His eyelids flicker before bolting open. The omega loops to his feet quicker than Kiyoomi’s eyes can follow. They watch each other with abundant confirmation that the omega thinks he’s about to become some sort of prey.

Kiyoomi tips his head to the side, showing his neck as if he’s ever done it before. The omega’s breath rasps to a complete halt. His tension eases a bit, as does the warning in his smell. His sunstone gaze is calculated enough to leave Kiyoomi feeling dissected.

Kiyoomi is willing, keeping his neck arched with his head bowed in submission to ensure the omega no harm will come to him. Kiyoomi peeks up from keeping his eyes low to the ground. A flush pulses down the omega’s throat.

His small hands lower from their crooked defensive position to wring together. He combs through the long hair at his hip before tucking some behind his ear. The omega hesitates, lips parting as if he’ll grace Kiyoomi with an apology, a word, anything -

He darts away, fleeing so gracefully the flowers aren’t even disturbed. Kiyoomi’s wings fall as he pants, lightheaded. One hand finds the earth where he sinks and the other touches his chest. He feels the wardrum of his heartbeat through his shirt, his glove.

Kiyoomi rises to his feet and wavers. He walks closer to the omega’s napping spot and toes the plate of crackers and cheese. A sticky knife and spoon are nearby. Bloody fruit juice splatters the grass and Kiyoomi crouches, following the trail to an opened pomegranate.

Kiyoomi takes off his glove and scoops into it with two fingers. He touches them to his tongue, but the sweetness does not ease his frustrations - it just enhances the fact he could have handled that interaction better in a hundred different ways.

Motoya’s forcing their familial bond open like he’s trying to kick in a fucking door. Kiyoomi hurries to find his basket at the bottom of the hill. He struggles to gather himself. This isn’t the first time he’s needed to be alone to process something and can’t.

This won’t be the last time he doesn’t get what he needs. Kiyoomi’s snarl flashes in the moonlight as his wings beat and rip flowers from the earth. He launches toward the open ceiling. 

#omegaverse #haikyuu #haikyuu fic #sakuken #sakusa kiyoomi #kozume kenma #fanfic #fic #fanfiction #writing #my writing #haikyuu au #osaaka #me #my works

[mikaswannabe]

WHO EVEN IS MONICA?

WELL, monica’s a…

— anime self-insert obsessee!

✰︎ monica’s fav animes

➱︎ aot, jjba, jjk, tokyo revengers, ouran, mha, kny, tokyo ghoul, fruits basket, spy x family.

— girl who sits in the back of her classes and thinks abt fictional men!

✰︎ monica’s fav men

➱︎ eren mf jaeger - ❤︎ - got a yt boy on my roster!!!

➱︎ guido mista - ❤︎ - tried to change my ways but the dope boy know what i want!!!

➱︎ toji fushiguro - ❤︎ - show you how much you mean to me, ‘cause you are all i need!!!

➱︎ yuji itadori - ❤︎ - rock it ‘til waterfalls!!!

➱︎ baji keisuke - ❤︎ - jus’ wanna ride, get high in the moonlight!!!

➱︎ josuke higashikata - ❤︎ - why window shop when you own this!!!

— black woman enthusiast!

➱︎ a pretty ass one herself, not to brag. 🤭

— 9teen pinterest obsessed cancerbae!

➱︎ bi, pronouns she/her.

— a sexy girl with many hobbies!

➱︎ which includes; astrology! spirituality! getting pretty! dancing! playing the sims! sleeping! eating! cooking! writing! imagining! laughing! singing!

➱︎ she likes to listen to; beyoncé, ariana, lucky daye, megan, nicki, doja, summer, frank, rihanna, ice spice, jack harlow, jazmine sullivan, victoria monet, sza, chloe x halle, ari lennox, and more!

︎➱︎ she likes to watch; modern family, coryxkenshin, berleezy, abbott elementary, the rookie, dylan is in trouble, bailey sarian, malanea, princess and the frog, black panther (i + ii), more marvel stuff, winnie the pooh movies, pixar nd disney, heartwarming stuff that’ll make me cry.

— also mikaswannabe on wattpad.

➱︎ wp has definitely been my writing home but i wanna get comfortable putting my works on here. i’m in my oneshot bag.

— eren’s hot delicious blk gf (realer than real)!

➱︎ i have a book on wp abt him called test drive but my writing has progressed so much since i started that book.

get to know her! she’s bad, but not the worst! 😚

#monica’s navi

[stargazingfordreams]

A court of Night and Stars

Summary- Random killings have been happening all over Pythian and make its ways to a kingdom in the fae realm known as Mareen. Emrys grieves the loss of her sister and keeps her domain away from war, and she gets help from an unexpected ally.

Pairing- Adu!t Nyx x OC

Warning- None 

Chapter 1

Chapter two

Emrys Pov

I watched the night sky enjoying it as if it would be my last as a warm breeze flowed in. Midnight my familiar lay at my feet, his bright yellow eyes alert, and his black fur shined in the moonlight. I was at peace petting the spoiled panther before me until I heard a knock at my door.

“Princess?” Sujeed moved his head into my room.

“Yes, General Sujeed,” my voice couldn’t hide my annoyance. I just wanted tonight. I just wanted a minute to process what tomorrow might be like. This will not be my first war. Mareen hadn’t been a place of peace, but after the civil war, I thought this would be it.

“The watch for tonight will be changing now.” He said with a bow and smirk.

“You’ve never felt the need to tell me you would be standing guard before,” ��I said to him.

“Oh no, it won’t be me but rest knowing that I put one of my best to guard for you tonight. I really came in here to talk to you.” He moved further into my room though the door was still open. I shifted in my seat on my window sill.

“I don’t think that we have anything to talk about,” I said to him.

“It’s about tomorrow. I want you to stay close, and if you see danger, please just run. I can protect you.” I scoffed and shook my head.

“You want me to run from a fight when my people are risking their lives,” I said

“I want to keep you safe,” he said. Coming closer. Midnight's eyes were fixed on him.

“Well then, I hate to disappoint you, but I won’t be doing that” I got up from the window sills and moved to my vanity. I picked up some hair oil in a bottle and started putting it in my hair, looking into my mirror and not at the general, who took it upon himself to come further into my room and close the door behind him; I stopped what I was doing to glare in his direction. Still, it seemed as though no matter how much he looked at me, he wasn’t seeing me.

“I don’t want this to be up for a discussion. Truly it shouldn’t be your safety that is best for all of us. If anything happens to the Kirsi or Sauna, then it will be you to take over the throne, and we can’t have you dead.” A nerve in me was being pushed at. He quickly forgot his place, and then a thought struck me.

“You spoke to my mother, haven't you? What did she tell you?” My tone was deadly, and he was wise to be worried. He straightened his back and took straight at me.

“When all is done, you are to be my wife, I look forward to that, Emrys, but that day won’t come if you are no longer here. But, please, for our sake, for the sake of life, we will have to stay away from danger” he took a step forward, but I took one back.

“I think it is time for you to leave.”

“Emrys, please I-“

“No, just leave,” I said, taking a threatening step toward him. Midnight was now up, eyeing him down. A challenge to try if he dared to disobey. He stepped back, took his last bow, and left through the door. When I was again by myself, I finished my hair for the night, went back to the window sill, and looked up at the stars. A million thoughts and emotions ran through my head, but none mattered, not right now, and it was just me and the night sky.

That night I was restless. I would close my eyes and want to sleep, yet that dream kept playing the same dream I had been having for months. The endless night sky, Music, Art, a bridge that crossed over water, and sometimes, on nights like this, I would see flashes of body parts, long dark hair, a woman’s smirk legs, and moaning. I never understood why I was having dreams of someone else’s pleasure, but they always ended the same, and that was with me staring at a mirror. I could not see the face, only the eyes, only the blue starry eyes.

My eyes slowly opened, and my mind and body came back together as I moved out of bed. The dream had already left my mind forgetting the eyes and the sky like it became a haze leaving me to not remember. Sometimes I try to remember whether their eyes were green or brown, at night or day, and that laugh was smooth or booming? I didn’t have time, though, to try and remember. It was early morning, but there was no light. The sun was breaking slowly in the sky while I put on my armor and fought maroon and gold leathers, the royal family's colors.

I had met the rest on the open field. My sister and I wore the same armor, and my mother wore all black, showing that she was still mourning. I had put my mask over my face, and my sister and I walked side by side with my mother as we met with what looked like the high lords of Prythian. I looked at all seven of then, and my face stopped at the only woman among their ranks.                           

“What is the meaning of this, Queen Kirsi? We have no problems nor want any of this for the people of Maureen.” A man with white hair and the ocean in his eyes said.

“There have been crimes committed against my people, and it is time that they are paid for with blood” my mother looked at the group of men before us and showed no fear.

“And do you plan on doing that by having children and women fight for you if it comes to war?” A man with brown hair and fire in his eyes said.

He motioned to my sister and me, standing next to my mother. I was smaller than most, and it seemed as though because of this, That arrogant man mistook me for a Child. I let a smirk appear on my face, but it was short-lived when I felt something shift beneath my feet.

Nyx Pov

We planned to meet on the Isle between the night court and Mareen. However, when we had gotten to the open field, the Maueenian queen and three others were already waiting. I straighten the appeal of my jacket and put my hands in my pocket. My mother and father are both at my side, along with Amren.

“Do you think it will come to a fight between the Mareenians and us?” I asked both of them

“The Mareenians are proud, ruthless people; I can’t see them backing down from this fight if it comes to that, but that is not why we are here though we all did bring reinforcements,” Amren said as we walked closer to the middle of the battlefield.

“Rhys, Do you think it’s wise to just walk into the open field like this” my mother followed in step with us.

“This isn’t like Hybren Feyre, darling; we have a chance to talk this out and hopefully avoid the bloodshed of thousands,” My father explained; we made it to the middle, standing in front of the Queen, a man who was the same height as me the second oldest daughter and a tiny warrior who was close to amen size their face was covered the only thing I notice was familiar pare of chocolate eyes that narrowed as it pierced through me I threw them a smirk. All of us took a slight bow.

“Your Grace, I am glad you have decided to meet with us here.” My father said Amren. However, she translated it into their language. I listen closely, seeing if I can piece together what they are saying. Unfortunately, I can't keep up with what they are saying.

“What is the meaning of this, Queen Kirsi? We have no problems nor want any of this for the people of Maureen.” High lord Tarquin had claimed

“The queen says that a great offense has been…..brought the death of her firstborn child” Amren tone was low.

“I am sorry for your loss, your grace. I can't begin to imagine what you must be feeling,” My mother said.

“And do you plan on doing that by having children and women fight for you if it comes to war?”Baron was next to open his arrogant mouth. I didn’t bother to hide my annoyance.

“I understand your loss, but-“ The small one dressed in a maroon stepped forward. I almost followed suit wanting to protect my family, But they held their hand up.

“She said to wait….” I stopped and listened although I heard nothing, I sensed nothing. The Female warrior bent down and felt the earth, closing her eyes and listening to it as if she was the only one who could hear it. In a split second, she jumped up, pushing my mother out of the way and putting a shield around us all, but she wasn’t fast enough. A stray arrow that would have hit my mother hit her arm instead, giving her a flesh wound.

“It was an ambush,” The queen said in a heavy accent.

“This wasn’t us; we swear by it,” Amren said

The Queen raised her hand, and the Mareenians army came down above the mountains, swarming the battlefield, but they weren’t met without force. The Illyrian armies rushed to the sky with arrows and swords. The other lords had their troops charging the area. The high lord of autumn drew his sword and lunged toward the queen with such speed and force that my eyes almost missed him, but the small soldier drew the hilt to their sword. It had no blade. I moved to stop them, but a blade made of lighting sprung for the handle and broke the sword in half. She smiled and swung again. I moved to push the girl out of the way because she didn’t see Eris sneaking his way behind her. So now it was our swords that crashed.

“Move out of my way, brute,” he said through his teeth.

“This doesn’t have to be a fight, Eris” he pushed off and rushed into what now looked like a battlefield sword crashing. Screams were echoing. The sounds of flesh being cut rang through my ears. And the sounds of my beating heart thumped with adrenaline. I looked at my mother and father, who were holding their own.

“Nyx! Get your mother and Amren out of here now!” He yelled over the sounds of the fight.

“What about you!” I fought my way to him.

“Do as you're told and go!” Finally, I made it to where my mother and Amren were. I fought the two men that were surrounding them. I held them both in my arms.

“Hang on. I’ll get us out of here.” I was about to take off when I saw the warrior from earlier fight off at least eight Barons men by herself, holding her still-injured arm; the injury she got protecting my mother.

“Mother takes Amren and gets out of here,” I said, heading toward where she was fighting.

“But your father said-“

“I know what he said, mother, but please go. I owe her this” her eyes went over to the warrior fighting for her life with the disadvantage of her injury.

“Be quick” I nodded off and ran to her. But in a moment, something hit the battlefield hard then mere force sent all of us flying. I caught her mid-air, hitting the ground and rolling with her in my arms. The blast's power sent us far away from the battlefield but for a brief moment, 

I saw him and Ranthain.

#nyx acotar #nyx Acheron x OC #rhysand acotar #cassian acotar #azriel acotar #feyre archeron #acotar fanfic #acotar #female writers #writer #nesta archeron #elain archeron #feyre cursebreaker #acomaf #acowar #post acosf

[movedtoferinehuntress]

☾ *  ── CHARACTER AESTHETICS .

BOLD any which apply to your muse! Remember to REPOST! Feel free to add to the list.

i. 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 .    red. brown. orange.  yellow. green.  blue. purple.  pink. black.  white. teal. silver. gold.  grey.  lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal. grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream.  mint green.

ii. 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋 .    fire. ice. water. air. earth.  rain.  snow.  wind. moon. stars.  sun.  heat. cold. steam.  frost. lightening.  sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk.  twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset.  dewdrops.

iii. 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 .    claws. long fingers.  fangs.  teeth.  wings.  tails.  lips.  bare feet. freckles.  bruises. canine.  scars. scratches. ears. wounds.  burns. spikes.  feathers.  webs.  eyes.  hands.  sweat.  tears.  feline.  chubby.  curvy.  short. tall.  normal height.  muscular.  slender. trained. piercings.  tattoos. strong. weak.  shapeshifting.

iv. 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐑𝐘 .    fists. sword.  dagger.  spear.  scythe.  bow and arrow.  hammer.  shield.  poison.  guns.  axes.  throwing axes.  whips. knives. throwing knives.  pepper sprays.  tasers.  machine guns.  slingshots.  katanas.  maces.  staffs.  wands.  powers.  magical items.  magic. rocks.

v. 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 .    gold. silver. platinum. titanium.  diamonds.  pearls.  rubies.  sapphires. emeralds.  amethyst. metal.  iron. rust.  steel.  glass. wood.  porcelain.  paper.  wool.  fur.  lace. leather. copper. silk.  velvet. denim.  linen.  cotton.  charcoal.  clay.  stone. asphalt.  brick. marble. dust.  glitter.  blood. dirt.  mud. smoke.  ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.  yarn.  slime.

vi. 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 .    grass.  leaves .  trees.  bark.  roses.  daisies.  tulips.  holly.  lavender. lilies. petals. thorns. seeds.  hay. sand.  rocks.  snow. ice.  roots.  flowers. ocean. river.  lake.  meadow.  forest.  desert.  tundra. savanna.  rain forest.  swamp.  caves.  underwater.  coral reef.beach. waves. space.  clouds.  mountains.  fungi.  cliffs.

vii. 𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐒 .    lions. wolves. tiger. black panther. eagles. owls.  falcons. hawks.  swans.  snakes. turtles.  ducks.  bugs.  roaches.  spiders.  birds.  whales.  dolphins.  fish.  sharks.  horses.  cats. dogs.  bunnies.  praying mantis.  crows.  ravens.  mice.  lizards.  frogs.  bears.  werewolves. unicorns.  pegasus.  dinosaurs.  dragons.

viii. 𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐃/𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 .    sugar.  salt.  water.  candy.  bubblegum.  wine.  champagne. hard liquor.  beer.  coffee. tea.  spices.  herbs.  apple.  orange.  lemon.  cherry.  strawberry. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish.  pies.  desserts. chocolate.  cream. caramel.  berries.   nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos.  pizza.

ix. 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 .    music.  art.  watercolors.  gardening.  smithing.  sculpting.  painting. sketching. fighting.  fencing.  riding. writing. composing.  cooking. sewing.  training. dancing.  acting. singing. martial arts.  self-defense.  electronics.  technology. cameras.  video cameras.  video games. computer.  phone.  movies. theater. libraries.  books. magazines. poetry.  philosophy. cds. records.  vinyls.  cassettes.  piano.  violin.  cello. guitar.  electronic guitar. bass guitar.  harmonica.  synthesizers.  harp.  woodwinds.  brass. trumpet.  flute. drums.  bells. playing cards.  poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating.  climbing. running.

x. 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 .    lingerie.  armor. cape.  dress.  suit.  tunic. vest.  shirt. boots.  heels.  leggings. trousers.  jeans.  skirt.  jewelry.  earrings.  necklace.  bracelet. ring. pendant.  hat.  crown.  circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie.  brocade.  cloaks.  corsets.  doublet.  chest plate.  gorget.  bracers.  belt. sash.  coat. jacket. hood.  gloves. socks. masks.  cowls.  braces.  watches. glasses. sun glasses.  visor.  eye contacts.  makeup.

xi. 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂 .    balloons.  bubbles.  cityscape. landscape. light.  dark.  candles.  war.  peace. money. power.  percussion.  clocks. photos.  mirrors.  pets.  diary.  fairy lights.  madness.  sanity.  sadness.  happiness.  optimism. pessimism.  loneliness. anger.  family. friends. assistants.  co-workers.  enemies.  lovers.  loyalty. smoking.  alcohol.  drugs.  kindness.  love. embracing.

#[muse] caitlyn — games.

[calicocatcorner]

Digital only Shoujo Manga

❤  A Condition Called Love (Hananoi-kun to Koi no Yamai - Megumi Morino)

❤  A Girl & Her Guard Dog (Ojou to Kanken-kun - Hatsuharu)

❤  A Kiss with a Cat (Miko Senri)

❤  A Kiss, For Real (Sekirara ni Kiss - Fumie Akuta)

❤  A Springtime with Ninjas (Hana to Shinobi - Narumi Hasegake)

❤  Abe-kun’s Got me Now! (Abe-kun ni Nerawaretemasu - Aki Iwai)

❤  Amber Silhouette (Kohaku no Silhouette - Chieko Hara)

❤  And Yet, You Are So Sweet (Nanoni, Chigira-kun ga Amasugiru - Kujira Anan)

❤  Anyway, I’m Falling in Love with You (Douse, Koishite Shimaunda - Haruka Mitsui)

❤  Aoba-kun’s Confessions (Aoba-kun ni Kikitai Koto - Ema Toyama)

❤  Araki Won’t Be Tamed (Araki-kun wa Kainarasenai - Kapparappara)

❤  Asahi-senpai's Favorite (Asahi-senpai no Okiniiri - Iroha Machino )

❤  Atsumori-kun's Bride-to-Be (Taamo)

❤  Beauty❤Bunny (Mari Yoshino)

❤  Beware the Kamiki Brothers! (Kamiki Kyoudai Okotowari - Yuji Onda )

❤  Bibliophile Princess (Mushikaburi-hime - Author Y U I  Artist Yui Kikuta)

❤  Black Panther and Sweet 16 (Kurohyou to 16-sai - Pedoro Toriumi)

❤  Boss Wife (Gokukon: Chou Dekiai Yakuza to Keiyaku Kekkon!? - Mayu Sakurai)

❤  Boys over flowers (Hana Yori Dango - Yoko Kamio)

❤  Calling you (Kimi ni Shika Kikoenai - Author Otsuichi art Setsuri Tsuzuki

❤  Can I Kiss You Every Day? (Mainichi Kiss shite li desu ka? - HATSUHARU)

❤  Chihiro-kun Only Has Eyes for Me (Chihiro-kun wa, Atashi Holic - Sato Ito)

❤  Deborah is My Rival (Deborah ga Rival - Kaoru Tada)

❤  Defying Kurosaki-kun (Kurosaki-kun no iinari ni Nante Naranai - MAKINO)

❤  Doing His Best to Confess (Natsuaki-kun wa Kyou mo Kokuhaku shitai - Satoru)

❤  Drowning Love (Oborerru Knife - George Asakuara)

❤  Fake (Sanami Matoh )

❤  Falling Drowning (Ochite Oborete - Yuko Inari)

❤ Four Kisses in secret (Kiss wa Kossori to - Ruri Kamino)

❤  From Far Away (Kanata Kara - Kyouko Hikawa)

❤  Gakuen Prince (Gakuen Ouji - Jun Yuzuki)

❤  Harem Days The Seven-Starred Country (Koukyuu Days - Momo Sumomo)

❤  Heart Break Club (Seishun Shonbori Club - Nikki Asada)

❤  Heroine for Hire (Heroine Hajimemashita - Fuyu Amakura)

❤  He’s My Only Vampire (Junketsu + Kareshi - Aya Shouoto)

❤  House of the sun (Taiyou ni ie - Taamo)

❤  How Do You Do, Koharu (Gokigen You, Koharu-san - Kanae Hazuki)

❤  I Became the Secretary of a Hero! (Yusha-sama no Hisho ni Narimashita - Author Tsukasa Yamazaki Artist Kiyu Kanae)

❤  I Fell in Love After School (Houkago, Koishita - Haruka Mitsui)

❤  In the Clear Moonlit Dusk (Uruwashi no Yoi no Tsuki - Mika Yamamori)

❤  I’ll Win You Over, Senpai! (Senpai! Imakara Kokurimasu! - Shin Shinmoto )

❤  I’m in Love and It’s The End of the World (Chikyuu no Owari wa Koi no Hajimari  - Taamo)

❤  itazura na Kiss (Kaoru Tada)

❤  Jeanne D’Arc (Akio Shiba)

❤  Just The Two of Us under The Sheets (Shun Haruno)

❤  Kamikamikaeshi (Ema Toyama)

❤  Kira-kin today (Kyou no Kira-kun - Rin Mikimoto)

❤  Legend of the Rainbow (Niji no Densetsu - Chieko Hara)

❤  Liar X Liar (Renjuro Kindaichi)

❤  Lightning and Romance (Inazuma to Romance - Rin Mikimoto)

❤  Love me, my Knite (Aishite Knight - Kaoru Tada)

❤  Love’s Reach (Kinkyori Renai - Rin Mikimoto)

❤  MARS (Fuyumi Soryo)

❤  Mabusasa (Nanase)

❤  Maid in Honey (Mari Yoshino)

❤  Men’s Life (Ayu Watanabe )

❤  Mikami-sensei’s Way of Love (Mikami-sensei no Aishikata - Hiro Aikawa)

❤  Momo’s Iron Will (Inuwashi Momo Wa Yuruganai - Lalako Kojima)

❤  Moonlight Moratorium (Tsukikage Moratorium - Saki Aikawa)

❤  My Best (♀) Butler (Ore no Shitsuji (♀) ga iketeru - Souko Masaki)

❤  My Boy in Blue (P to JK - Maki Miyoshi)

❤  My Boyfriend in Orange (Moekara wa Orange-iro - Non Tamashima)

❤  My Darling Next Door (Tonari no Otona-kun - Rukana)

❤  My Pink is Overflowing (Atashi no Pink ga Afurechau - Yuki Monou)

❤  My Sadistic Boyfriend (S Kareshi Joujou - Yuna Anisaki)

❤  My Sweet Girl (kimi wa Kawaii Onnanoko - Rumi Ichinohe)

❤  Mysteria Romantica (Meikyuu Romantica - Saki Aikawa)

❤  Mysterion (Ryo Azumi)

❤  Our Fake Marriage (Usokon - Kiwi Tokina)

❤  Our Precious Conversations (Boku to Komi no Taisetsu na Hanashi - ROBICO)

❤  Peach Heaven (Momoiro Heaven! - Mari Yoshino)

❤  Peach Mermaid (Momoiro Ningyo - Haru Akebono)

❤  Peach girl & Peach Girl next (Miwa Ueda)

❤  Phantom Tales of the Night (Bakemono no Yawa-zukushi - Matsuri)

❤  Pink Kiss (Eunhye Lee)

❤  Queen Bee (Seishun Otome Banchou! - Shizuru Seino)

❤  Ran the Peerless Beauty (Takane no Ran-san -Ammitsu)

❤  Real girl (Mao Nanami)

❤  Stellar Witch LIP☆S (Majo Kaitou LIP☆S - Story by Hana Kagami Art by Kotoko Ichi)

❤  Sugar & Apple Fairy Tale (author Miri Mikawa Artist Yozoranoudan)  (ch by ch)

❤  Sweet Reincarnation (Okashi na Tensei - Author Nozomu Koryu Artist Seriko Iida)

❤  Sweet Sweet Revenge (Shushushu Sakurai)

❤  THE FOX’S KISS (Koyoi, Kimi to Kiss no Chigiri wo - Saki Aikawa)

❤  That Blue Summer (Ao Natsu - Atsuko Nanba)

❤  The 31st Consort (31-banme no Okisaki-sama - Author Momotomoe Artist Tsubasa Nanaki)

❤  The Dorm of Love and Secrets (Koi to Himitsu no Gakuseiryou - Nikki Asada)

❤  The Honey-blood Beauty & Her Vampire (Mitsugetsuhime to Vampire - Toma Fuyuori)

❤  The Legend in Annatour (Annatour Seiden - Mito Orihara)

❤  The Maid at my House (Bokunchi no Kaseifu-san - Mihoko Kojima)

❤  The Prince’s Black Poison (Ouji-sama ni wa Doku ga aru - Jun Yuzuki)

❤  The Prince’s Private Masseuse (Chika Sanada)

❤  The Prince’s Romance Gambit (Ouji ga Watashi Wo Akiramenai! -Nikki Asada)

❤  The Springtime of My Life Began with you (Kimi to Aoi Haru no Hajimari - Nikki Asada)

❤  The Story of Our Unlikely Love (Kimi ga Kirai na Koi no Hanashi - Sora Mizuki)

❤  The Walls Between Us (Watashitachi ni wa Kabe ga Aru - Haru Tsukishima)

❤  The Wizard and His Fairy (Kirikago-hime to Mahoutsukai - Chisato Nesumi

❤  Those Summer Days (Ano Natsu - Chika)

❤  To Be Next to You (Tonari no Atashi - Atsuko Namba)

❤  Ultra Maniac (Wataru Yoshizumi)

❤  We Must Never Fall in Love (Zettai ni Tokimeite wa Ikenai! - Haru Tsukishima)

❤  When we Shout for Love (Bokura ga Ai Sakebu Toki - Yuka Kitagawa)

❤  When we’re in Love (Hana-kun to Koisuru Watashi - Fuyu Kumaoka)

❤  With the Sheikh in His Harem (Sheik-sama to Harem de - Rin Miasa)

❤  Wolf Girl / Lamb Boy (Houkago Love Age - Banri Kawamura)

❤  World’s End and Apricot Jam (Sekai no Hajikko to Anzu Jam - Rila Kirishima)

❤  Yamaguchi-kun Isn't So Bad (Yamaguchi-kun wa Warukunai - Yuu Saiki)

❤  You got me, Senpai! (Mairimashita, Senpai - Azusa Mase)

❤  You’re My Cutie (Kawaii nante Kittenai!! - Nakaba Harufuji)

❤  Zombie Cherry (Shikabane★Chiba - Shoko Conam

#Shoujo #Localized Shoujo manga #localized manga #shoujo manga #digital only shoujo manga #digital manga #shoujo manga list

[musingsofaprofessionaldaydreamer]

Movies to watch During Black History Month

Hey all and Happy Black History Month Andi Here to give you all a list of my all-time favorite Black movies that I hope you can enjoy this Black History Month.  I initially intended Creating a list with just 28 films   for a film a day type of deal but that was HELLA difficult considering the plethora of Black films that exist that I love.  Instead, I categorized the films. This still isn't everything Just some of my favorites and mostly cover U.S. based Films

 Hopefully you enjoy them as much as I do! Let's get into it: Action: The Equalizer Devil in a Blue dress Dope

Shaft

B.A.P.S

Without Remorse

Sci-Fi Fantasy:

Black Panther

Spiderman: Into the Spider verse

Blade

I am legend Book of Eli

Horror:

Night of the living dead The People Under the Stairs

Get Out

Us

Nope

Candyman

Comedy :

Harlem nights

Coming to America

CB4

Car Wash

National Security

Im Gonna Git You Sucka

Beauty Shop

Do the Right Thing

Attack the Block

Musical:

The Wiz

Dreamgirls

Cinderella

Jingle Jangle

Sister Act

The Fighting Temptations

Joyful Noise

Documentary:

Paris is Burning

Summer of Soul

13th

Aftershock

Becoming

Whose Streets?

LA 92

The Black Panthers : Vanguard of the revolution

Kiki

Black Art : in the absence of light

Drama:

The Pursuit of Happyness

Whats Love Got to do with It

Fruitvale Station

Fences

John Q 

Holiday Heart

Blind Spotting

Romance:

Woo

The Photograph

Moonlight

Best Mans

Poetic Justice

Naz and Maalik

Deliver us from Eva

Love don’t cost a thing

Shes Gotta Have It

Guess Who

Idlewild

Historical:

Red Tails

Da 5 Bloods

The Color Purple

Beloved

Hidden Figures

Harriet

One Night In Miami

Judas and The Black Messiah

Malcom X

The Butler

Loving Watch with the family:

Soul

Good Burger

Daddy Day Care

Dr. Dolittle

Johnson family vacation 

Haunted Mansion

Drumline

Akeelah and the Bee

Fatherhood

Cool Runnings

The Princess and the Frog

Kazaam

The Sea Beast

Home

A wrinkle in time

The Curse of Bridge Hollow

Canvas

ERAX

Cheaper by the Dozen 2021

King Richard

Fearless

#black is beautiful #black history #black tumblr #black movies #movie recommendations #my faves #andi watches

[arrthurpendragon]

Stories that are getting moved to my obiiwankenobiii wattpad: 

All is Found (ATLA)

Angel Eyes (IT)

An Attempt to Tip the Scales (Veronica Mars)

Beauty & the Geek (Criminal Minds)

Breakaway Twilight)

City of Stars (The 100)

Daughter’s Lament (The Hunger Games)

Divine Strength (Marvel)

Enchanted (The Flash)

Green Eyed Monster (Riverdale)

The Hero Dies in This One (Agents of SHIELD)

Holding Out For a Hero (Gotham)

Holy Mother Forking Shirtballs . . . This is The Vampire Diaries (TVD)

House’s Hart (House)

Just South of Heaven (The Good Place)

Let’s Go Eevee (Pokemon)

A Moonlight Serenade (Sherlock)

Nine to Survival (Jurassic World)

Only Fooling Myself (OTH)

P.S. I Love You, Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Psych You Out in the End (Psych)

A Royal Pain (Royal Pains)

Rule 14 (NCIS x Criminal Minds)

She Will Be Loved (Law & Order SVU)

Someone Else’s Starr (Teen Wolf)

Songs to Love & Die By (Divergent)

This is Me (Gilmore Girls)

Us Against the World (SPN)

Vindicated (Black Panther)

Stories that I’m unsure of reposting anywhere:

Black Magic (Harry Potter)

Let Me Fall (Harry Potter)

Lost Along the Way: The Beginning (Harry Potter)

Tempting Fate (Harry Potter)

Under a Paper Moon (Harry Potter)

We’ll Be a Dream / Lost Along the Way - old (Harry Potter)

A Window to the Past (Harry Potter)

Stories that I’m undecided which account I want them on:

Coming to Terms (Remember the Titans)

Love Comes Softly (Pride & Prejudice)

Noble Blood (Reign) - although strongly considering leaving at arrthurpendragon because her ancestor’s stories are on that account

Once Upon a December (Peaky Blinders)

When Calls the Heart (Love Comes Softly)

Written in Your Heart (OUAT)

Stories already on arrthurpendragon: 

Bluebird in My Heart (BBC Musketeers)

Dear Theodosia (Bridgerton)

Entreat Me Not to Leave (Outlander)

Of Love and War (TURN)

Safe & Sound (Star Wars)

The Prayer (Merlin)

Stories already on obiiwankenobiii:

From the Edge of the Deep Green Sea (Percy Jackson)

Look What You Made Me Do (TUA)

Rewrite the Stars (The West Wing)

Tale as Old as Time (National Treasure)

[strangeduckpaper]

M137: Avengers Founding Members

Wasp

- Janet Van Dyne. Has major Avengers: EMH influences, but she’s definitely the leader.

- Scientist and Mutant (Classic growth/Shrink powers) who worked with Hank Pym to develop Van Dyne Pym (VDP) Particles.

- Wields her wrist mounted taser blasters and and the Ant-Man insect control helmet.

- Since my toxic trait is that I’m an EMH Hank Pym enjoyer, she had a good, if a little rocky, relationship with him. At least until he disappeared.

- Personally responsible for the Avengers’ PR, and balancing it with their actual heroism.

Iron Man 

- Tony Stark obvi, but...different. You see, he’s based off his Armored Adventures incarnation.

- Yes, he is in fact a teenager here. The OG Howard Stark was his grandfather, while his father is Howard Jr.

- Major conflict stems from the Stark tech sold by his father and Obadiah Stane.

- Not sure about all the relationships, but Rhodey’s maybe a decade older and his bodyguard.

- Pretends to be a robot, I don’t know if it would be funnier if the Avengers did or didn’t know his real identity.

Captain America / Nomad

- Steve Rogers did not meet an icy entombment, but is thought dead all the same.

- In actuality, he found out about Operation Paperclip and went AWOL, with James Howlett and a prison camp escapee named Erik Lehnssher joining him.

- Spend the next few decades traveling the world with the new Howling Commandos, hunting Nazis and generally messing around.

- At present...I’m not exactly sure where he is. He is alive, but even with the Super Soldier Formula he’s feeling his years. He’s not an Avenger.

- But his shield is in good hands at least...

Black Panther

- N’Jadaka / Erik Stevens. Boom. What. Plot twist.

- Was brought back to Wakanda following T’Challa’s disappearance. More than a little resentful of that.

- Not as angry as his MCU incarnation, but still thinks Wakanda should be active on the world stage. Moonlighting as a superhero is a start.

- Pretty canny politician, all things considered.

- Pretty good friends with Jan, but at any point is hair’s breadth from ripping Iron Man’s head off.

Thor 

- The big twist about him is that Donald Blake is the dominant personality.

- It’s kinda like SHAZAM. He’s a human (or least he appears to be) who proved worthy of Mjolnir, and can summon its power to become Thor.

- Still has flashes of his life as Thor.

- Redhead, thick and barrel bodied.

Groot From Planet X

- Plot twist twisted tighter. They’re not the same Groot as Guardians of the Galaxy. Is the same Groot that debuted in Tales to Astonish.

- Escapee from Area 51 courtesy of the not-so-jolly-green-giant.

- Trying to bridge the communication gap with the other Avengers. Thor’s the only one who’s made any progress.

#Marvel #Marvel AU #M136 #M137

[phoenixlionme]

Pieces of Media that prove the whole "Go Woke, Go Broke" slogan and those with that belief is utter bullshit

NOTE: No ranking involved.

A Different World

Aliens franchise - specifically the first two

All of Us Are Dead - Korean zombie TV series

Arcane

Atomic Blonde

Avatar The Last Airbender

Avatar the Legend of Korra

Bad Boys franchise

Barbie 2023

Beef 2023

black-ish franchise

Blackkklansman

Blade trilogy

Blue Eye Samurai

Bones TV show

Bridesmaids

Brooklyn 99

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Cagney and Lacey

Candyman 2022

Captain Planet

Carmen Sandiego franchise

Charlie's Angels - not the most recent one

Cinderella 1997

Craig of the Creek

Crazy Rich Asians

Creed franchise - sequel movies to the Rocky franchise

Cyberpunk Edgerunners

DCAU's Justice League

DCAU's Static Shock

DCEU's Aquaman

DCEU's Wonder Woman

Disney's Aladdin

Disney's Amphibia

Disney's Beauty and the Beast

Disney's Big Hero 6

Disney's Elena of Avalor

Disney's Fairies franchise

Disney's Filmore

Disney's Frozen franchise

Disney's Gargoyles

Disney's Kim Possible

Disney's Lilo and Stitch

Disney's Moana

Disney's Mulan

Disney's Snow White and the Seven Dwarves 1937

Disney's Tangled

Disney's That's so Raven

Disney's The Emperor's New Groove

Disney's The Hunchback of Notre Dame

Disney's The Litte Mermaid

Disney's The Owl House

Disney's The Princess and the Frog

Disney's W.I.T.C.H.

Dora the Explorer franchise

Dreamworks' Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts

Dreamworks' She Ra and the Princesses of Power

Dreamworks' Trolls franchise

Eve's Bayou

Everything Everywhere All At Once

Fresh Off the Boat

Fullmetal Alchemist - Brotherhood version

Get Out

Girls Trip

Guillermo del Toro's Pacific Rim

Guillermo del Toro's Pan's Labyrinth

Hair Love short

Hairspray film

Halloween franchise

Harley Quinn 2019 TV series

Heartstopper

Hidden Figures

Insecure TV series

Invincible 2021

I Love Lucy

Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous

Keep Your Hands Off Eizouken

Kill Bil Vol 1 and 2

Kill La Kill

Kim's Convenience

Laika Studios' Coraline

Little Women 2019

Living Single

Love Simon

Mad Max Furious Road

Matilda - the one with Danny Devito

Maya and the Three

Moonlight 2016

MCU's Black Panther

MCU's Black Panther II

MCU's Captain Marvel

MCU's Daredevil

MCU's Jessica Jones

MCU's Luke Cage

MCU's Shang Chi

Molly of Denali

My Life as a Teenage Robot

Never Have I Ever

Nimona 2023

Paper Girls

Pixar's Brave

Pixar's Coco

Pixar's Inside Out

Pixar's Turning Red

Pose TV series

Powerpuff Girls

Prey 2022

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Rent - musical movie

Reservation Dogs

RRR - Indian film

RWBY

Sailor Moon

Scream franchise

Searching/Missing movies

Sex and the City

Silence of the Lambs - first one

Sony's Spiderverse franchise- ITSV and ATSV

Spawn - Todd MacFarlane TV series

Spy Kids

Squid Games

Star Trek - mainly the OG one

Steven Universe

Studio Ghibli in general

Teen Titans animated series

The Book of Life

The Casagrandes - sequel to The Loud House

The Dragon Prince

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air (only the OG one)

The George Lopez Show

The Golden Girls

The Last Of Us

The Legend of Vox Machina

The Legend of Zorro

The Loud House

The Nanny

The Old Guard

Thelma and Louise

To All The Boy I've Loved franchise

Totally Spies

Winx Club

X-Men 1990s animated TV show

Yellowjackets TV series

Yotsuba!

Yuri on Ice

Please feel free to add but be respectful.

#multimedia #media comparison #mymedia #my posts #fandom critical

[avengersrewatch]

E8: Some Assembly Required

I think you should skip to this one after "The Breakout." Maybe you can watch the episode about Captain America, but boy I wouldn't watch the others.

This episode starts with the Avengers capturing Mandrill. I noted in my last post that Mandrill is gross so this is why I love the Avengers. Mandrill surrenders when he sees the Hulk. Thor says he "shames all monkeys with his cowardice." Nah he shames monkeys with his existence, but I appreciate you making fun of him, Thor. I want to kick him when he's down too.

Meanwhile, on the docks, a black-clad figure comes ashore. Who could it be? Oh gosh I can't stand the suspense. Anyway, the shot of Black Panther (spoilers!) crawling down the chain in the moonlight is cool.

Everyone except Pepper and the Hulk are late to the first Avengers meeting at the Avengers Mansion. I like when Jan lands on Thor's element and just... stays there for the rest of the scene.

Jan is very excited about the Avengers and she seems to be the only one. I think that is why I like this iteration of Jan. She wants to help people. She leaves her "penthouse" apartment to stay at the Mansion (like that's a downgrade? I'm not sure). She's not a reluctant, jaded hero. She's like, "this is so cool. I want to save everyone and kick ass!" It reminds me a bit of Kamala Khan's energy, but she's not a fan. You know? Not everything has to be dark and terrible and angsty.

Speaking of angsty, the Enchantress is manipulating Hulk by pretending to be Banner in his head. Telling him not to trust the Avengers. So Hulk quits. I guess this is a bit similar to Wanda manipulating the Hulk in Avengers: Age of Ultron. Marvel loves to make the Avengers fight each other for dumb reasons. Thor tries to bring him back, it gets messy.

We get our first "AVENGERS ASSEMBLE" from Tony, which is cool. Less cool is it is to go fight Hulk who should be part of the assembly?

JARVIS figures out there's a strange "energy" around the Hulk and Thor guesses he's been enchanted. Like, could you maybe do these scans before you start hitting each other and damaging property, next time?

Hulk only stops fighting the Avengers when Janet is squished. Because everyone loves Janet, she's just so cute. (And also she and Hulk had that moment in "The Breakout" where she helped him.)

Then there is an obligatory fight with Enchantress and Skurge (Skurge appeared in Thor Ragnarok where he serves Hela, not Enchantress like he usually does, but we never did get the Enchantress, unless you could Sylvie "enchanting" things in Loki which I don't).

Real Banner talks to Hulk--and I should say here they are not only separate entities, they can talk to one another--so it's a bit like Moon Knight and how Steven can talk to Marc. Except it's just in their head and everyone else is like "who's that big green man talking to?" (Strong arguments have been made by people more knowledgeable about the comics that Bruce Banner also has dissociative identity disorder, but that is not really how it is played in the MCU.)

Anyway, Hulk returns to save the other Avengers from Enchantress and Skurge.

(There is a joke that is similar to one in The Avengers where Thor hits Iron Man with lightning and it recharges his power. Since I'm noting similarities.)

Even though Thor offers a bit of an apology, and Jan is sweet, Hulk decides to quit the Avengers. He probably needs some "me" time.

But don't worry because we're about to get a new Avenger on the roster-- and it's not the one in the Black Kitty costume who is seen watching all of this. (I totally understand why T'Challa is skeptical about joining the Avengers at this point. It was their first real day together and they had a knock-down fight. He's going to a take a few more episodes before he decides they are worth befriending. He's like, "I'm gonna wait and see if these white people get their act together. Or maybe I will go to the X-Men.")

Spoilers: It's the one with a shield encased in ice. (Interestingly, a shot like this was cut from The Incredible Hulk where he went to a similar frozen place and Cap's shield was going to be visible.)

Rating: Eh, if you're interested.

#avengers: earth's mightiest heroes #avengers rewatch #janet van dyne #the wasp #hulk #the hulk #bruce banner #dissociative identity disorder #enchantress #skurge #thor odinson #iron man #captain america #black panther #thor ragnarok #the incredible hulk #avengers age of ultron #fucking mandrill #the avengers #moon knight

[theblackandgold-series]

AN: just a little fluffy blurb since we haven’t posted in forever. A lot has been going on in our personal lives and in the world. Tbh, We haven’t been focused on this story but we still love this story & you all. 💛

____

Erik lays back on the bed, his hands crossed behind his head as he watches Chi stand in front of the mirror with a brush in his hand. His eyes trail down his frame from the back, admiring the way his muscles move as he brings his hand up to brush his hair from back to front. Erik bites at his lip thinking of the outcome.

He loves Chi’s waves, the way they flow across his head. They’re soft, like the waves during a low tide, calming Erik whenever he ran his fingers over them.

Unable to just watch, he uncrosses his hands and sits up on the bed. His feet hit the ground and he’s behind Chi in less than 10 steps. Planting himself right behind Chi, he touches his forearm. Without a word, Chi automatically hands Erik the brush, his hands come to rest on the vanity in front of him. He doesn’t have to ask Erik what he’s doing. He knows. Erik would always come and take over for him whenever he was preparing for bed. It was a ritual they’d taken to a while back, Erik had been watching Chi from the bed for weeks. Until he finally got up and took the brush from him. It was the first time he’d conveyed his love through action.

Once Erik is happy with his brushing, he puts the brush down, his hand coming back up to touch Chi’s face. He holds him with both hands and brings him in for a slow kiss. Eyes closing and lips parting, the kiss is short but sweet, still managing to take Chi’s breath away.

Erik pulls away from the kiss removing both hands from Chi. He steps back and picks up the black satin durag on the vanity. Chi’s eyes are hooded as he watches the action, his chest swells with love at how carefully Erik moves, the way someone moves when they don’t want to break something.

“Sit on the bed.” Erik says as he wraps the durag around his hand, letting the softness of it rub across his skin. Chi moves to sit on the edge of the bed, his eyes coming up to look at Erik once he does.

It’s silent in the room as the men watch each other. Erik slips one leg, then the other on either side of Chi, straddling him and sitting down. Chi’s hands grip Erik’s waist, his eyes still watching. He waits.

Erik takes the durag and puts it on his head, the strings hanging at the side. He straightens it, his eyes focused, biting his lip in concentration as he lines it up perfectly. When it’s to his liking, he lifts each string and stretches them back overlapping them.

Chi’s hands move under Erik’s shirt, caressing the hard muscles as Erik brings the strings back to the front. Chi is mesmerized by the determination on Erik’s face as he wraps the strings again to the back. Erik leans forward, tilting his head to one side of Chi’s body to make sure he ties them correctly. When he’s done he runs a hand over the finished product, his head coming back to meet Chi’s. Chi smiles as he looks into his eyes, Erik kisses him a couple of times on the lips and then lastly his forehead before pulling away.

Chi cherishes these moments, filled with adoration and love, he hopes these rituals never cease to exist.

“I love you” Chi mumbles as he pulls Erik back to him, wrapping his arms around his torso.

“Love you too.” Erik hugs him tight, rocking him from side to side before kissing the top of his head.

#chi x erik #chiron x erik #moonlight x black panther #black panther fanfiction #blurbs #erik #chi

[harperhug]

I am so, so fucking tired of being told to “criticize media” all the fucking time. I get that you’re upset that Cassandra Cain is not the same character she is in the comics, but how exactly is telling a person who’s only never read a comicbook before that I’m ableist supposed to change anything? You’re not just trying to “teach me about ableism,” not when you open with calling me a bigot and accuse me of loving that they changed a character I had no idea was even changed. And why are you yelling at me and other fans instead of Margot Robbie or Cathy Yan or someone who actually had some say in what happened in Birds of Prey?

Oh wait, I know the answer: it’s because I don’t have the money, time, or social power to retaliate in any way that would actually affect you. And let’s not pretend that perfect movies exist. No movie, no comic book, no media of any kind is entirely unproblematic or entirely problematic, nor are the fans of said media entirely unproblematic or problematic. Holding onto this extreme black and white thinking is going to make you a lot of enemies and no friends.

Black Panther was made by arguably the largest monopoly on the planet (Disney). The live-action Wonder Woman movie was produced by Steve Mnuchin (someone who directly funded Trump’s rise to power). Blizzard has queer female characters of colour in their games and banned players for openly supporting Hong Kong’s rebellion (edit: and also the sexual harassment). And financially supporting any of them means putting money into the pockets of billionaires.

On the other end, Mulan stars a horrible actress, as well as numerous other East Asian stars whose careers will be derailed if this movie fails due to people boycotting her (Crystal Liu). There’s no small number of people (myself included) who are only alive today because a transphobe wrote a book called Harry Potter that is full of racist caricatures and cultural theft. And if I had a dollar for every time I saw a blogger who vocally hated Call Me By Your Name also support someone who vocally loved the film (like Xavier Dolan, Barry Jenkins, and Lil Nas X) I would be able to buy the intellectual property rights to all of the above.

Oh hey, you know how I know this? Because—surprise!—I do criticize media I consume. I just don’t make the mistake of defining critcism as being a bottomless well of negativity towards the fans of it and picking everything apart. So I’m unfollowing and blocking you until you start acting your fucking age. You’re not twelve.

#personal #Birds of Prey #black panther #Mulan #Moonlight #Harry Potter #cmbyn #Disney #certified bop #putting the wonder back into wonderful #Lil Nas X