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Reaper's Crow. 𝕱𝖔𝖚𝖗☞

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Tagged ( @youflickedtooharddamnit @velocibee @darqchilddaydreamz @ravennaortiz @spaghettificationandpretzels @darklydeliciousdesires

The night air buzzed with excitement at the town carnival, a chaotic blend of bright lights, ringing bells, and shouts from vendors. The scent of sugary, fried donuts had been the cause of a large smile displayed across Scout's face. The Reaper moved silently through the crowd, his towering figure casting a shadow over the playful chaos around them. People parted instinctively, some whispering, others just gawking at the sheer size of him. But The Reaper didn’t care about their reactions. His focus was on Scout, walking just a few steps ahead of him.

She was wide-eyed, her face lit up with pure, child-like wonder. Everything about the carnival seemed to fascinate her. Scout twirled a little, hopping in place as her eyes darted between the glowing lights, the spinning rides, and the smell of cotton candy floating through the air. She barely noticed the way people looked at The Reaper—or her, for that matter. The world was too big, too new for her to focus on anything but the wonder of it all.

“Look, Reaper!” she exclaimed, pointing excitedly at a nearby game booth where oversized stuffed animals were on display. “I want to win one!”

His brow furrowed as he glanced at the booth, a part of him wondering if it was worth it to indulge her. But when he looked down and saw the way her eyes sparkled with excitement, he couldn’t help it. Something in him softened, just enough to go along with it.

“You want one of those?” His deep voice rumbled.

She nodded furiously, bouncing on her toes. “The big one! The biggest one they have!”

He gave a low, almost imperceptible chuckle and approached the booth, towering over the vendor like a looming giant. Scout scampered up beside him, her fingers reaching for his arm, not out of fear but out of habit. She always seemed to need to be connected to him, like he was the anchor in a world too big for her to navigate alone.

The game involved hitting a lever with a mallet, a test of strength. The Reaper glanced down at the mallet, then back at the vendor, who was eyeing him nervously.

“Go on, Reaper, show ‘em what you can do!” Scout urged, almost bouncing with excitement.

He shot her a look that was both amused and exasperated. “You think I need to prove anything?”

She giggled, a sound so light and carefree it almost didn’t belong in his world. “Nope! But it’s fun, right? Don’t you want to try?”

He let out a grunt and picked up the mallet, the weight of it nothing compared to the strength in his arms. With a swift, effortless motion, he slammed the mallet down, sending the lever up with such force that the bell at the top rang instantly. The vendor’s eyes widened, and Scout clapped her hands, practically squealing.

“You did it! You really did it!” she beamed, clutching his arm like she couldn’t contain her excitement.

The vendor handed her the largest stuffed bear he had, nearly half her size, and she hugged it to her chest like it was the greatest prize in the world.

“Thank you!” she said to the vendor, then spun to face The Reaper, eyes shining with admiration. “You’re so strong! It was like nothing to you.”

He gave her a half-smirk, his expression unreadable but warm in a way that only she ever saw. “Told you I didn’t need to prove it.”

She giggled again, hugging the bear tight as they moved deeper into the carnival. Scout darted from one booth to the next, her curiosity boundless, always asking questions about the games, the rides, the food. He followed her in silence, watching her with a mix of amusement and quiet protectiveness, keeping an eye out for anything that might harm her or disrupt her innocent enjoyment of the night.

When they reached the Ferris wheel, Scout froze, her gaze locked on the spinning lights high above them.

“What’s that?” she asked, her voice breathy with awe.

“It’s a Ferris wheel,” he said, his tone even. “You sit in it, and it takes you up in the air.”

She turned to him, eyes wide. “Up? Like, way up?”

He nodded, studying her reaction. “You want to go?”

There was a flicker of hesitation in her eyes, but it was quickly swallowed by her curiosity. “Yes! I’ve never been up that high before!”

He sighed, knowing full well that her excitement would outweigh any fear she had. “Come on, then.”

They climbed into the carriage, Scout holding the stuffed bear on her lap, her legs swinging beneath her as they were lifted slowly into the sky. She leaned forward, eyes glued to the sight of the carnival shrinking below them. Every little thing seemed to amaze her—how small the people looked, how the lights twinkled like stars, how quiet the world became the higher they went.

“Reaper, look!” she pointed eagerly. “You can see everything from up here!”

He didn’t respond right away, just watched her as she marveled at the view. She was so innocent, so unaffected by the harshness of the world he knew so well. She still believed in beauty, in wonder. He... he just believed in survival.

But something about her innocence tugged at him in ways he didn’t fully understand. He couldn’t shake the way she clung to him like he was her lifeline, how she always found joy in the smallest things, how her lightness seemed to counter his darkness.

“Thank you,” she said suddenly, her voice quiet but sincere.

He glanced at her. “For what?”

“For...for bringing me here. For letting me see all this.”

He stared at her for a moment, then his hand—large and rough from years of battle—gently rested on her head, ruffling her hair with an unexpected tenderness. “You don’t need to thank me, Scout.”

She smiled at him, her eyes soft and full of trust. “But I want to.”

The Ferris wheel began its slow descent, and Scout let out a little giggle, clutching the bear tightly. She was still in awe of the night, of the world, and everything it had to offer. And even though The Reaper said little, his presence was steady, comforting, and for the first time in a long time, Scout felt like she belonged somewhere—safe, right by his side.

As they reached the bottom, she looked up at him, her child-like innocence still intact despite everything she’d been through. “Can we come back here one day? Maybe do it all again?”

He glanced down at her, his voice low but carrying a softness she rarely heard. “Yeah. We can.”

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Quality country trans meme I found on Facebook

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we’ve talked about how real werewolves exist in the twilight universe

weve discussed whether witches exist in the twilight universe

what about ghosts?

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everyone needs a creative outlet to stick a creative fork into

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please never stop talking passionately about the things you love

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Captain America: The Winter Soldier + The Onion Headlines

+ an elevator bonus:

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MasterList

Klaus Mikaelson

“I fancy you.”

Imagine one

Cancerous

How could you?

Fix it

Uniform

Why did you leave

Stop it

My best friend?

Christmas Eve

Daughter of Poseidon 

We really are the same 

Elijah Mikaelson

The death of a loved one

My girls on fire

Gifs

Three years

Three years part 2

Too precious 

Sickness

Death before life

The Fenrir

For my sanity

Princess *

Elijah Headcanon

Kol Mikaeleson

You make everything better

Sister witch

Prompt #3

Forks

Ill deal with Davina

Doctor doctor

Strip club

* means smut

UPDATED ON: 02/06/2018

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masterlist | 08.01.20

▪️ macgyver

angus macgyver *help me study *4 year secret *no monsters here *thinking bout you *motorbike *oh my, leather *nightmare *cop car *jealous fiancé *i’m scared *(not) repeating history *3:15 | part 2 *new start *notice *dear beautiful *nobody like you

*morning after *lazy day *how do i look? *complicated *rest and recovery *promise *i like you *drunken house call | part 2 *false alarm *time of the month *mac + home *empty box *intense lunch | part 2 *angus or macgyver *our line of work *water fight *mac + secret + jack *stay *co-parenting *safety net

▪️ the witcher

geralt of rivia *good morning *geralt of rivia *star-crossed lovers

��️ the originals

kol mikaelson *hate and love *leave this city *relax, darling *oh, for gods sake *what’s your name, love? *are you worth being good for? *out all night, what a scandal *when my mind is right *why are you telling me this? *listen very carefully *ship has sailed *died twice *need entertainment *just another thing

klaus mikaelson *charming smile *little wolf *forbidden love *need to know your safe *trying to protect you *sweet breakfast *same old dance *claim to love me *not a request *my love, my author *fire on fire *love lies *i’ve got you

elijah mikaelson *200 years *the difference *good morning *my darling, elijah *let me help *training session *don’t know what to say *protect this family *invite me in *always and forever *in case you didn’t know *i don’t let people in

marcel gerard *if you came to fight *morning after *protect what’s mine *for the best *a mistake *let’s be honest *good girl

▪️ teen wolf

theo raeken *dress trouble *back to bed *this isn’t a joke | part 2 | part 3 *drive me crazy *roommate drama | part 2 *sleep babe *triple threat *can’t keep us apart *just the flu *break up in a small town *you don’t do it for me anymore *red love *home with you *begging *not dying for you *fairplay *enemies *you like me

stiles stilinski *trying to study *i’m sorry | part 2 *can’t have him *he likes me, he likes me not? *can’t sleep *jealously *in love with someone else *nightmare returns *not very subtle *claws + bat *talk me down *hospital *double trouble *hearts *i’m likable *only you

isaac lahey *can i stay? *are you serious? *classroom distraction *watching over you *completely changed | part 2 *knight in shinning armor *back in your arms *if she’s going, i’m going *where you going? *shout out to my ex *sorry won’t fix this | part 2

derek hale *let me help *sorry to disappoint *kiss me *close call *happily ever after *jealous *oh, bite me *back again

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Devil’s Backbone Masterlist

It’s getting a little long, so here you go :) I hope you guys enjoy it and stick with it! Thanks for reading!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7 (NSFW 18+)

Chapter 8 (NSFW 18+)

Chapter 9

Chapter 10 (NSFW 18+)

*Complete*

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It's not my best but.

𝑭𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆, 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒏

𝑫𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒆

𝑩𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑰 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌, 𝑰 𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒂 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌

𝑺𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒑𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆.

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Credit me.

Look if I post one of my edits, I dont mind if you repost them to other forms of social media. I just ask for this one thing.

CREDIT ME PLEASE.

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I hate that people keep insisting that Kristen Stewart is a lesbian even though she's flat out said she's bisexual, that she sees sexuality as grey and fluid, that she's not strictly homosexual or heterosexual, and that she would definitely date a guy again; like the list goes on. I think it's the fact that she's also so visibly gnc and people still can't concieve that bisexuality isn't just gay lite? Like as much as she may "look" like a lesbian, she's a gnc bi woman and I think it's cool that there's that kind of rep bc a lot of the bi women the media puts in the spot light are mostly high fem. That doesn't mean that rep is meaningless but I can count on one hand the amount of andro/masc leaning bi women that are in the public eye.

I also know the other reason why a lot of people keep labeling her as a lesbian is because she's visibly only been dating women recently, but you don't have to switch the gender of your s/o every other month to prove you're still bi like. That's elementary basics of bisexuality. Especially if said person in question, again, has stated several times that they're not a lesbian or straight... 🤔

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𝑰 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆,

𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅,

-𝑨𝒎𝒚 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆