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dragons-and-dwarves-are-nice · 1 year ago

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To the Shadows that Cry Witch /// Chapter 15

Hello! So this chapter's gonna be a bit of a short one. I'm currently at a bit of a crossroads, because I want Gandalf and the dwarves to start showing up, but at the same time I've planned for some character development to happen before they do. So I've had to go back to the drawing board (aka my notes) because I'm struggling to think of what to write for the next chapter - I refuse to let myself spiral into writers block. But I'll make sure you guys have something to read for when I post next week. So I hope you guys like reading this one for now. Enjoy! <3

Summary: Magic was real, but it came at a price. So when two girls end up in the one place they never thought they could reach, strange things began to happen. Good or bad? That's up to them to find out.

Tags: Kili x oc/reader - Fili x oc (POV to be written soon) - Thorin's company × ocs/reader (platonic) - fluff - angst - EXTREME slow burn - crack - Bagginshield

Word Count: 1585

Warnings: This chapter contains themes related to an animal stalking and attacking the reader, but only goes up to the start of the attack - no injuries are sustained :)

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Screaming

Selcouth (Definition): Odd, unusual, or extraordinary in appearance, effect, manner. Peculiar not known, seen, or experienced before; unfamiliar.

(Noun / Origin: Archaic / Old English / Sel·kooth)

Like I had done when I had touched the veil that brought us here, I pressed my hand against the polished wood. Silently, I slowly slid my hand across the textured surface, the warm light from the candle casting deep shadows along the groves and carvings, until I reached the narrow gap between the doors. Curving my fingers into the gap, I went to haul the doors open, when I peered through the parting.

My eyes widened, and I took a couple steps back at the sight of a blue glow coming from inside the wardrobe. I then let out a gasp, as a rogue gust of wind blew the windows open with a crash, the curtains billowing as the wind extinguished the one candle in the room, plunging everything into darkness.

It wasn’t long before my eyes adjusted to it all, the glow from the wardrobe bathing the furniture in swirls of blue and white, as if the walls had been replaced by the ocean depths.

Placing the stool down, I turned towards the window, with the intent of pushing the panes shut in an attempt to halt the wind from knocking over anything, only to stop once more as I stared out.

The waxing crescent of the moon bore into my eyes, it’s light searing itself into mind and memory, as if it never wanted me to forget it. I felt myself let go of the window panes, my hands returning to my sides like someone had gently taken my wrists and moved them for me.

I sharply twisted my head to the side, shaking my hands to get rid of whatever came over me, and I faced back towards the wardrobe – any intent to close the windows now long forgotten.

It was as if it was pulsing, the brightness fading in and out slightly, a bit like the veil. But this pulsing was quite erratic, reminding me of when someone runs past a closed door several times, and you catch their silhouette through the gaps momentarily. I noticed it had become more frantic when the moon had appeared, and now the noises had returned.

This time it was more of a rattling, as if something was trapped in a wooden box, and I once again closed the gap between me and the two doors. Picking up the stool again along the way, the adrenaline coursed through me as I brought it nearer to my face, with every intention to defend myself if the worst was to come.

The closer I stepped the louder it got. The rattling now sounding like someone was throwing a large object around, though the wardrobe made no movement. The glowing shone even brighter, the blue turning to a harsh white as I neared the gap between the doors once again, and squinting my eyes as much as I could whilst still being able to see, I peered into the depths – only to let out a shriek.

For an eye was staring back.

Giant and inhuman, it didn’t look solid, almost transparent, itself glowing with the same blues and whites that filled the walls of my room. I managed to make out its giant iris, with slits for pupils, before I was thrown back.

The doors burst open, and a high pitched noise filled the room, piercing my ears before I could put my hands over them, sounding like a mix of an old steam trains horn, and a woman’s scream.

The blue light completely filled the room now, and I watched in horror as a shape barrelled out between the confines of the wardrobe, which no longer contained what was originally clothes, but instead what looked like a gaping portal that went on forever.

But I wasn’t focusing on that, I was instead focusing on the creature in front of me.

It was a large beast, with twisting horns and gnarly gnashing teeth that snapped at the air, and despite not spreading them fully, it’s bony wings spanned the entire room. It stood on four legs, each foot protruding hooked claws that looked like they could cut through the hardest rock. It looked like something that would flatten a mountain, but had shrunk, probably so it could fit in the small room. The ringing noise still stung at my ears, and in my horrified staring, I realised I could see right through it. Not fully, but enough to make out the shape of the wardrobe behind it. My best guess was that it was a ghost, but I had no idea why a ghost beast would want to visit me, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to find out. It continued to thrash its head about, growling and snarling, until it spotted me.

My breath hitched as it’s two piercing eyes bore into my own, and I couldn’t bear to look away, the fear flooding through me freezing me in my place. The creature lowered its head close to the ground whilst maintaining eye contact, and slowly began to prowl towards me. Its talons dragged along the floorboards, but left no claw marks in the wood. Its mouth opened, revealing its jagged teeth, saliva dripping but evaporating into thin air before it reached the ground. My fingernails dug into the wood beneath them as I continued to stare, paralysed, until the beast was just inches from my face. And with its jaw hanging open, the beast lunged, and I let out a scream, screwing my eyes shut.

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I let out an oof as my shoulder collided with a hard, flat object, and felt my face smush against the cold surface. My eyes flew open, and I was met with a wooden set of legs.

Realising the legs belonged to the chest of drawers by my bed, I scrambled to my feet, stumbling as the dizziness from standing up too quick rushed to my head. After a few seconds of rapid blinking, I was able to focus back in on my surroundings.

My room was how I had left it that evening, but morning light was now streaming through the gaps between the curtains, bathing the room in a warm glow, unlike the cold blue that filled it earlier. I also noticed that the candle I had used to investigate the wardrobe was on the bedside table, where it was originally when I went to blow it out before bed. Speaking of the wardrobe, I spun around to face the doors, the dread I had felt when I saw the eye of the creature staring through coming back tenfold.

I crept over to the furniture, reaching my hand out like I had done previously. With a flash I swung the doors open, only to be met with a dark empty inside, the wooden back wall fixed there like it always had been.

Furrowing my brows, I tried to think about the events. Was it a vivid lucid dream? Where I ended up falling asleep and waking up in said dream? Or was it real? But if it was, that creature would’ve had to knock me out, then carry me to bed like a gentleman, which was the last thing I expected from it. I was knocked out of my thoughts when a flash of brown and red caught my eye, and I looked down.

I let out a gasp at the sight of my trunk sitting in the base of the wardrobe, looking just like how I left it the day we ventured out to Ullswater. My smaller bag laid next to it, and I quickly snatched them both up, afraid that they would disappear if I left them too long. I lugged them across the room and hauled them onto my bed, sliding my hands along the edge of the trunk, landing on the latches. Kneeling on the mattress, I went to push at the locks, expecting the latches to flip open, but I made a noise of confusion as the locks refused to push. Staring, my mind flew back to the hostel were staying at, and a memory of me locking the trunk as a precaution resurfaced. Sighing, I stared at the wall in front of me as I attempted to recall where I had put the keys. My eyes brightened as I remembered, and I pushed myself off the bed.

Swinging the bedroom door open, I strode through the house with haste, only slowing down to say good morning to Bilbo making breakfast in the kitchen. Reaching the other end, I slapped my hand several times against the wood of Kay’s room, listening to the rustling on the other side. A moment passed, before the door was cracked open, and a bleary eyed Kay peeked through.

“Did I leave my rucksack in here?” I questioned rather hurriedly.

Kay nodded, remaining silent whilst sleep was still present in her face. She opened the door wider, gesturing me in and pointing to my rucksack that I had left last night after showing Bilbo our things. Marching towards it, I snatched it up from the ground and placed it down on the chest next to it. I scoured through each compartment and pocket, until I unzipped the last one at the front and stuck my hand in, feeling a familiar set of cold metal keys. Pulling them out, Kay’s eyes zoned in on them, widening in realisation.

“Your stuff – ?” She half said.

I nodded, turning around and speed walking out, Kay hot on my heels.

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ao3feed-tododeku · 2 years ago

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Who Needs to Be Alone When You Can Have a Date with Your Partner That Consists of Cafes, Books, and Scented Candles

Who Needs to be Alone When You Can Have a Date With Your Partner that Consists of Cafes, Books, and Scented Candles by LokisArmy29

Hello everyone I did this because I found out MHA Fandom only has 62 Bookstore au works and I was disappointed so here you go. This is a one shot and you better be grateful because I did this all for u guys Basically the plot is this is a very long one shot that may no longer be a one shot later in the future. Basically it is from the pov of Izuku and he tells you about his life in my version of this AU.

Words: 1585, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, Gen, M/M, Other

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Toga Himiko/Uraraka Ochako, Dabi | Todoroki Touya/Takami Keigo | Hawks, Everyone & Cats, Eri & Everyone, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Kaminari Denki/Sero Hanta/Shinsou Hitoshi, Me & Giving You Guys Fanfics with Fluff for Once

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Bookstore, Books, Bookstore Owner Izuku Midoriya, Books are good books are life, what can I say except ur welcome you little shits, Trans Male Todoroki Shouto, Trans Woman Magne, Bookstore/Cafe/Animal Adoption Center/Queer Person Safe Space/Apartment Building Combo, Bookstores, Small Towns, Alternate Universe - Small Town, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is a Good Teacher, Teen Romance, Teenagers, Teen Pregnancy, Teen Parents Shoto Todoroki and Izuku Midoriya, Cute Midoriya Izuku, Soft Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Eri is Izuku and Shoto's biological daughter because why not, Alternate Universe - No Quirks, Family Dynamics, Gender Dysphoria, Body Dysphoria, Dysphoria, gender euphoria, Body Euphoria, Euphoria, Trans People Sticking Together, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Family Fluff, Romantic Fluff, Fluff without Plot, Small buissness is Good, Slice of Life, other characters not mentioned in tags

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45478348

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ao3feed-todoroki · 2 years ago

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Who Needs to be Alone When You Can Have a Date with Your Partner That Consists of Cafes, Books, and Scented Candles

Who Needs to be Alone When You Can Have a Date With Your Partner that Consists of Cafes, Books, and Scented Candles by LokisArmy29

Words: 1585, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, Gen, M/M, Other

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45478348

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Tododeku #♥#Tododeku #Dabihawks #Hotwings #Togachako·#❄️🔥#⚣#R:G #A:Lokis #No Quirks AU #Shop AU

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ladysunamireads · 2 years ago

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Who Needs to be Alone When You Can Have a Date with Your Partner That Consists of Cafes, Books, and Scented Candles

Who Needs to be Alone When You Can Have a Date With Your Partner that Consists of Cafes, Books, and Scented Candles by LokisArmy29

Words: 1585, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, Gen, M/M, Other

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45478348

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Tododeku #♥#Tododeku #Togachako·#BNHA #⚣#🐰❄️🔥#R:G #No Quirks AU #Shop AU #A:LokisArmy29

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03azharimon10-blog · 7 years ago

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Halloween Costume

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#Halloween Costume

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