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[karlydraws]

You Will Bring Him Home By 9

[renatogpadilla]

How Lux Met Jinx:

The locals called her "Isha, the Witch"...

Luxanna Crownguard, calls her "Firework". But it didn't start like that.

It had just been another day. That's what she referred to them now. "Another day". Another day of hiding who she was. Of hoping against hope she had enough Petricide Potion to keep her powers in check another day...

She needed a break. She needed to GO. So when she rode her beloved horse Starfire to a little village on the outskirts of Demacia to clear her head and heard about a Witch in the woods that even the Mageseekers were scared to go after? She cursed her own curiosity and immediately went to see who or what this being was. A distraction, she thought, to take the edge off. To meet a fellow Mage, and one that didn't fear the strict anti-magic sentiment the kingdom held for their kind at that! Lux was ecstatic...

It took her the full afternoon to find the little hut. A pretty, ramshackled thing. One story, made of what looked like straw and some gleaming bits of metal on the frames, like it had been cobbled together by someone who CLEARLY didn't know anything about architecture. She found it quaint. Cute.

And then, the next thing she knew, there was a sound, like a giggle, and she was hanging upside-down. She felt her foot hit something metallic right before... A trap, obviously. "The Mageseekers fear this woman. Why would there NOT be traps?", she thought, feeling the blood rush to her brain.

And then there was another sound, a soft click and then a hum, like a very large bug taking flight, followed by a voice that put her on edge immediately.

"Don't you know it's dangerous to wander the woods at night...?"

Oh, there was some CATSCRATCH in that voice. Lux felt her hands growing hotter by the second. If she lit up now...

"So, tell me. What's the name of the person who seeks me out today? And what is it you want? Curse a family? An enemy? A glimpse into the future?" The voice was getting louder and closer, the humming as well... "Not now." Lux thought. "PLEASE, not now!"

The figure came closer, finally moving around so Lux could get a clear look at her. "'Cause I'm warning you. I'm not that kind of Witch".

She was hooded, with a strange, cape-like jacket that looked like it had teeth on the top rim of her hood. A falling shock of blue hair made it look like her hoodie was sticking out its tongue at her. She was also really pale, and she had these... Unnerving eyes. Not purple, no. Violet. That was the color. She was also holding the source of the humming: A little metal contraption, with what looked like a trigger, like a crossbow, and a glass... cage? that hummed melodically and glowed blue, so that her face was lit up by it.

A twitch in her facial features assured Lux of one thing: This woman could only be who she had been looking for. She looked like someone who didn't care what the Mageseekers, if anyone, thought or tried.

"Isha the Witch?", Lux asked. A dumb question, she though, like it wasn't obvious. "My name is Luxanna Crownguard. I mean you absolutely no harm, but I need you to let me down from here!"

At the mention of the name, she seemed to twitch again. A sarcastic, half-cocked smile that didn't reach her eyes formed for a second.

"Crownguard? Ha! I did not know my humble abode warranted the presence of nobles!" She did a very exaggerated and sarcastic bow as she said this and a long braid fell from under her hood with a light thud against the forest floor. "I was convinced people were too chicken to try to come push me out... Is that why you're here?"

At that last line, her voice changed. No longer mocking, but dead serious. She was dangerously close now, the little humming device pressed up against Lux's forehead, hanging lazily from Isha's hand. She was getting nervous... Too nervous. Keep it in check, keep it in check, keep it in check...!

"Please, no, I have no desire to hurt you! That's not why I'm here! I-I just got curious! I swear, please let me down, I'm begging you! I don't want to hurt you!" She was squirming against the trap now. Isha thought she looked like a very enthusiastic fish outta water.

"You don't want to hurt me?" Isha said. The catscratch was back... Was she enjoying this? "It's cute that you think you could."

"LET ME DOWN NOW!" Lux demanded.

Too late.

Like it always did, it started with her hands. She felt the light come through like the warm summer sun. In any other situation, the sensation might have been comforting. Not like this. The feeling moved up her torso, down her legs, the glow penetrating every fiber of her being until her eyes, her hair, her entire self was a glowing, resplandecent, magical sign that said "Mage here! Come imprison me!" in big, bold letters... The Witch got half a "What the fu-" out before Lux couldn't hold on any longer

The light burst forth, blasting from her body, breaking the wires of the snare trap she found herself in, blasting Isha away and dropping Lux on the ground. She heard the scream the Witch let out and immediately started to concentrate again. Breathe, Luxanna, BREATHE! Dim down, dim down!

Until, eventually, almost as quickly as it had come, the light was gone.

She saw Isha with her hands on her eyes. Twisting on the floor, a second braid now fallen from her hood. The weirdest part was that Lux couldn't tell if the woman was in pain or if she was... Gods, was she giggling?! Lux suddenly felt REALLY uncomfortable.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I swear I didn't mean to hurt you! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Lux crawled to her and sure enough, she was giggling. Like the initial scream of pain had given way to some twisted joke she found absolutely hilarious...

Isha sat up as she slowly regained her sight, the first thing she saw were Lux's huge baby-blue eyes staring at her. She looked close to tears, the poor thing!

"Damn, Flashlight!" Isha's scratchy voice said, maybe a little too loud, between giggles. "I stand corrected! You pack a punch!"

"You're not... Hurt?"

"Oh, it stings like a BITCH!" She wheezed. "But the joke of it all is so much more entertaining... A Mage noble? In DEMACIA?! Who ever heard of THAT before?"

Every single danger warning in Lux's body went off at once. She knew now. She couldn't know! She couldn't let anyone know! This could kill her. It could kill her whole family! Her brother knew, and that was problem enough! This could-

The Witch spoke again. "Alright. I'm too curious now. Come inside, girlie, let's see what ails you." Mockingly, that last line was spoken, and lazily, like a ragdoll, the witch of the woods got up.

"You can't tell anyone! Not a SOUL can know! Please, miss Isha, I know I have no right but you must understand! If someone were to find out...!"

The Witch turned on her heel, and curved a finger towards the young Mage. Then she walked towards her ramshackle hut and opened the door...

"Trust me, Flashlight. I won't tell anyone. Besides, if YOU got made, that probably means people wouldn't leave me alone for not bringing you in, right? Come on. I don't get a lot of visitors and you're not a baby or anything, so I promise not to eat you. Mind the traps! There's like three more on the ground over there."

Lux saw the logic in it... And besides, if she ratted her out, she'd be screwed as well, right? She could afford to be welcoming. Isha held all the cards... And Lux supposed, if the absolute worst outcome happened, she could just let go and incinerate the hut and the witch with it, but she really hoped it didn't come to that.

She made her way, carefully avoiding the traps laid out in front of her, now uncovered by the blast. She wondered how Isha could hide them so well while they were painted with such vibrant colors... She made it to the door.

"Come in, come in!" Said the witch, gently tapping Lux's shoulder inside, like they were friends or something. "Tell me everything!"

Jinx had left for Demacia so no more magic could hurt her. So she could be at peace knowing no HexTech or any other insane, arcane invention could put her in danger. She'd left to be safe. She'd left to be left alone...

But now? She had that buzz between her ears again... And something told her that she was about to have a lot of fun with this one.

[rosie-tyler]

[devisopod]

not sure what brain worm had me doing this

Daphne and Stan don't interact enough ig

[jasondeansgothwife]

cunt reznor. is this anything

[feliadox]

Dystopian AU go bRRRRRRRRRRR

[imabsolutelyticketyboo]

i wrote a poem i hope you like it :)

[i-write-shakespeare-not-disney]

Princes and Pickpockets (Completed)

Summary: Rody Soul had long since stopped believing in fairytales. The real world has left him to make a dishonest living just to keep a roof over his siblings' heads. Until a strange guy with an even stranger dream and moral code pops into his life to chase him through the streets, insistent on a fantasy world of magic and princes.

Apparently from a completely different land with entirely different rules, Midoriya Izuku seeks refuge with Rody and his siblings where he begins to learn that right and wrong might not necessarily be as black and white as he thought. He agrees to help Rody with his siblings while they help him find a way home to his friends and fiance.

Meanwhile, in another world, a prince and a dragon rider are desperately searching for Midoriya who disappeared without a trace until it lands them in a strange land full of strange people and no place to start their search.

Ch. 1: Once Upon a Time

Ch. 2: Good and Evil

Ch. 3: Prince Charming

Ch. 4: Wish Upon a Star

Ch. 5: Just One Bite

Ch. 6: True Love’s Kiss

Epilogue: Happily Ever After

[limbuscompanysituations]

heathcliff x gregor x reader headcanons?

Now this is an interesting relationship!

Heathcliff isn't the kind to share, but he doesn't see Gregor as that big of a competition. He's old, he's got that smoker stamina, and is also bad at the whole seduction game. It's an easy win for Heathcliff, right?

Wrong. What Gregor lacks in social skills he more than compensates through his awkward, old man charm. He's super loving and devoted, and doesn't try to puff up his chest and act all big and mighty. Oh Heathcliff, you don't really know what you're getting into...

Sometimes they passively 'fight' over their mutual partner, and sometimes those 'fights' end up with them kissing and making up? It can be either quite confusing or arousing, depending on what their partner is into!

Both Heathcliff and Gregor shower their partner with love and gifts whenever they can, which also leads to them trying to one-up the other. Poor person who's in the middle of this metaphorical cockfight... At least they're super devoted though!

[lightleapfan]

u have noo idea how much shit i'm sleeping on

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

the traditional new year planner post: 2023 L, 2022 R. great swathes of last year when i did not use my planner, and one of the years with the least sticker coverage by area

all together now

[selkiedomus]

Sobbinf and weeping over the last episode spoilers under readmore

AAAAAAAAUAGHHHHH THE KINGCINERA?????? LITERALLY EVERUTHINF!NNNNNNFJDJSJSJWJJJJJHSHWHWHWHWJWJJW I AHVE NO WOEDS,

[astriiformes]

One hill I will die on is that it's always infinitely funnier for mad scientist characters to have an actual area of expertise, and the narrower it is, the funnier it gets. Like, they're mad scientists. They can branch out from it. But it's a very special thing to be able to point to the person who built a death ray/engineered life in their basement/etc and be able to confidently state what they got their PhD in.

"Doc Brown is a mad scientist" Well yeah, obviously.

"Doc Brown is a mad physicist" Now we're getting somewhere!

"Doc Brown is a mad nuclear physicist" Specifically conjures up images of a guy who spent his PhD doing a million repetitive cyclotron tests and eventually said fuck this, I'm building a time machine instead. Comedy gold.

[wickedsmille]

Jason: You've heard of elf on a shelf, now I give you-

Jason with a dramatic arm flourish to Tim in the batchair: Tim Drake still awake!

[hinamie]

oversaturate