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[boxdstars]

Come one! Come all!

I bring thee a wonderful night of music, mischief, and magic! The MC Halloween collaboration is complete!

On the spookiest night of the year, students and faculty sneak down into the dungeons to the elusive Death Day Party Room (much to the chagrin of the spectral residents in the castle). Who knows what antics they're getting up to - but you better join in!

Seriously though, I’ve always wanted to host something of this size and scale (even if it was a bit intimidating at first) and I was so worried about the turnout, but you guys came through! I’m so happy to have been able to host this for you guys - and I’d love to do it again. This has been a wonderful experience and you guys and this fandom as a whole, are incredibly cool! Thank you all <3

- Mars

Please give lots of love to all the artists, everyone worked so hard and were so lovely to collaborate with!

featuring!! (in alphabetical order):

@alsopartgekkos @faustinio27 @gufu-vire @gwendolyn-foxworth @half-bl00d-deactivated20231026 @ladyelizabethraven @limonnitsa @moongurl95 (commissioned from megacuteviper) @ravenelyx @rgbbutnoy @shanaraharlyah @wrenegade-accio @ynyseira @yoshitsuno @zelyna-w @zorro-d-t

[sweetpascal]

— 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 [ 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ]

pairing: dark!perv!step-dad!joel x fem!reader

main masterlist

series pinterest board

READ ON AO3.

series summary: when your mother leaves for a one week business trip, leaving you under the care of your step-father, he takes matters into his own hands to teach you a thing or two about the acts of pleasure, pain, and discipline.

series warnings: THIS IS A DARK FIC. MINORS DNI. NO OUTBREAK. NO ELLIE OR SARAH. major age gap [18/52], corruption kink, innocence kink, daddy kink, size kink, joel has a big dick, loss of virginity, DUB-CON, NON-CON, manipulation, gaslighting, joel is a very very very dirty man, chapters will have much more descriptive warnings, please don't judge me for writing this

all dividers used in the entire series are by @saradika-graphics

follow @sweetpascal-notifs for updates.

last updated: 0 8 / 0 5 / 2 0 2 4

day one | day two | day three | day four | day five | day six | day seven

extras:

series moodboard made by me

🔞 twitter/x link: the cuddle fingering that happened in day five

joel's background and his personality

did joel ever have any fatherly love for you?

[fuji-sen]

the 'evil imposter' just wants to be a baker!

hello little sprouts! Just recently remembered my love(?) or interest with the sagau concepts!

ɞ﹒₊˚ This is partially inspired by the manhwa "A Divorced Evil Lady Bakes Cakes!" ɞ﹒₊˚ Imposter AU's, there is a bit angst in the first three nations but you'll be fineeeee, hopefully. ɞ﹒₊˚ Female!Reader x Selective!Various

divider used is made by @saradika-graphics

[NAME'S] RECIPE AND INGREDIENTS BOOK!

nobody's allowed to touch >:0, especially you damn acolytes, stop trying to kill me! If found please return to [Name] [Lastname], definitely not the creator nor the imposter!

Prologue; The Foodie turned Imposter?!

When a foodie from the real world gets sucked into one of their comfort games, popular hoyoverse game's middle child Genshin Impact, it's not all fun and playtime as one would have expected. Finding out you share a face with the most divine God and Mother of the world, the creator, you are forced to fight for the right to live, so that you can eat and cook for another day!

Part 1: Sunsettia Part 2: Sweet Flowers Part 3: Mint Tea Part 4: hilichurl style stew > 4.5 special: adventures of a pyro slime Part 5: Burning Pinecones Part 6: Ginisang Ampalaya Part 7: Dawn Winery's Grapevine + Fruity Skewers Part 8: Buttery Mamon Part 9: Benny's Adventure Team + Wolfhooks POLL: Pyro Slime Name (Closed) LINK Part 10: TBA. . .

˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙—˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙—˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙—˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙—˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙—

Volume 1; TBA

Chapter 1: The start of [Name]'s Recipes!

more coming soon. . .

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Also, please don't ask to be add in the taglist through my personal messages if possible. If it looks like im ignoring you guys in the comments about being added, im really not (╥ᆺ╥；), it's just I hold off on adding you or replying on your comments until I'm nearly done with the new chapters. I started avoiding chatting or entertaining messages especially from those that don't follow me, because I don't wanna get hacked or smth like that..

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[manikas-whims]

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MASTERLIST

— a masterlist for all the LOVE AND DEEPSPACE headcanons, imagines and fanfics that i plan to write

— will be updated regularly

1. how the LADS men will react when they find out you're on your period

⭐ XAVIER

❄️ ZAYNE

🌊 RAFAYEL

2. will the LADS men peel an orange for you?

3. LADS men when you suggest the sit-ups kiss challenge

4. LADS men's reactions when they hear a little kid say he'll marry you when he grows up 🥺

5. LADS men react to you taking in a kitten

6. Fake Dating the LADS men but you start catching feelings - [PART 1] [PART 2]

7. LADS men when you fall asleep on their shoulder

8. LADS men dating a famous reader

9. LADS men when you start dating someone, who later on mistreats you

10. LADS men with a Latin Reader

11. LADS men and the type of thirst traps they don’t post

12. Xavier & Rafayel with a long-haired Reader

13. Xavier NSFW/Smut Headcanons

14. Sylus’s reaction to you dating someone who later on mistreats you

15: Would Sylus peel an orange for you?

16. Skincare with the LADS Men

17. LADS men when the two of you get 0% score on an online compatibility test

18. Dad Xavier with twins (boy and girl)

19. When Pre-relationship Sylus messes up & You get mad at him

20. LADS men + Halloween Costumes

21. Celebrating Diwali with LADS Men

22. LADS Men & the type of cats they are

XAVIER

1. “will you be able to calm down if i tie your hands together?”

2. An Elusive Alliance (feat. Rafayel) - friendship between the boys

3. “no one's here. you can yell or scream if you're tired.”

4. 13th Day

5. fake marriages don’t come with separate beds

6. A Frisky Morning

7. the inevitable farewell

8. Slow Dance

9. Pleasing Him

RAFAYEL

1. An Elusive Alliance (feat. Xavier) - friendship between the boys

header by @saradika ; divider by @cafekitsune

(under construction)

[alexa-fika]

HAHA I FOUND ITTT

Anway 😏

I love how you write mihawk with a child, but mihawk in general! But curiosity kills the cat, n I'd love to see how reader interacts with crocodile and buggy more too :0?

A/N: Here we go, absolutely love how this one turned out; Buggy is not in this one because no matter how much I think of, there is just no scenario where Buggy would be with Reader!Dracule, not because of Buggy but because there is absolutely no way Mihawk would ever leave their child with Buggy or even allow Reader to be with him without, you know, getting a Buggy-ka-bob.

Dividers by @/saradika

Sandy Bonding ( gn!dracule!reader x Crocodile)

Crocodile sat behind his desk, the usual pile of paperwork piled on his desk as he went through the bounties until he heard knocking coming from the door.

“Come in,” he grunts out.

The child slowly pushes the door open, quickly noticing the absence of their father in the room.

Crocodile looks up from his paperwork just in time to see the child entering the room. He stares at the child before turning back to the papers and speaking to them without looking up.

“Your father is on a mission for now; he will return within the next 2 days. Now say what you want”. Crocodile’s voice is sharp, his attention more focused on working than the child.

The child stays quiet, fidgeting.

Crocodile glances up from the papers to see the child still standing there, seeming to have something in their mind.

“…and?” Crocodile asks in a low, grumbling voice, expecting the child to speak

They kicked at the ground.

“The noises woke me up,” they said, referring to the carnival-like chaos Buggy had been orchestrating outside

“How troublesome,” Crocodile grunts and flexes his finger repeatedly in a ‘come here’ motion

Reader hesitates for a second but eventually runs over to him

Crocodile grabs Reader gently and places them onto his lap, just as Mihawk had yesterday.

Crocodile’s grip was soft, reminding them of Mihawk’s calm but still firm handling.

He continues calmly.

“Now. Tell me, how was Buggy being “noisy”?”

Reader shrugs

“I think he was doing a circus.”

Crocodile stares in pure disbelief and sighs, his eyes narrow as he shakes his head at the explanation.

“Are you sure you didn’t just dream it? I will turn him to crumbles,” he sneers.

“Dad says that if he’s ever in my dreams, they are nightmares.”

Crocodile remains quiet for a moment; a small smirk of amusement escapes his lips. His grip tightens a bit, and the child suddenly feels the strong pulse of his heartbeat. Crocodile’s attention returns to the child

“It’s a nightmare keeping him alive, that’s for sure.”

Reader leans back into him, fidgeting with their hands.

He hums, seeing the child becoming fidgety.

Reader squeaks as they suddenly find themselves in the air suspended by Crocodile’s sands As it threw and played around with them

Reader squeals joyously at the airborne sensation.

Crocodile raises an eyebrow as he sees the child enjoying the sensation. He continues to manipulate them by the sand and move them in circles.

Crocodile’s sand seems like it has a mind of its own as it swirls around the child, picking them up from all directions in sync without hurting them.

He chuckled, returning his attention to the stack of papers before him.

“I thought you were mean, but I really like you, Uncle Crocodile!”

Crocodile continues manipulating the sand around the child, lifting them up and pulling them back down before they even realize it. The child’s excitement is quite evident on their face, and Crocodile cannot help but chuckle.

“Do you?” he asks in a low tone. The child nods their head rapidly, causing Crocodile to chuckle again. He lifts his hand, making another “come here” motion, causing the sand to wrap around the child as he brings them level to his face.

“Why do you find me amusing?”

“Because Uncle Crocodile didn’t turn me away and reminds me of Dad. Both have a scary, grumpy face, but they care for me!”

Crocodile remains silent for a few seconds, his eyes narrowing as he thinks about what the child said. It’s rare for him to get compliments; his reaction to it is usually indifference, but somehow, this time, he doesn’t seem like he’s annoyed, nor is he trying to shrug off the comment.

He stares at the child for a few moments before finally answering.

“…Then you are welcome to see me more often.”

“Yay! So can I call you Cruncle?”

“Don’t push It, brat,” he says, manipulating the sand, turning the reader upside down, listening to their gleeful giggles as he swings them.

The cruncle nickname was a really funny reply that @littleleelee posted in response to my Uncle Crocodile idea!

[wandaslittlelove]

Destined

Pairing: Dark Wanda Maximoff x reader Warnings: This story will contain dark themes, kidnapping, murder, and 18+ themes

Divider by @saradika-graphics

Series:

Part 0

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

One Shots:

[magicdustsworld]

"NOT NOW"

Gojo Satoru x gn!reader

NOTES: Angst; 100 wc; set after jjk 0. Lol late for this but anyways I am participating as well. Dividers by @saradika-graphics

EVENT: Submission for @thedrabblecollective under the prompt of day 3 - unhealthy.

"You need to eat something."

"Not now."

You've lost count of the times you've heard that phrase. Not now. Its like the only words he knows.

"Satoru," Calling his name didn't work. Bright haunting gaze settled on you briefly before refocusing on the overcast sky, "It's unhealthy."

Yet... did health even matter when his soul had perished alongside Suguru's?

You took a step forward, "Remember how we had our late night ice cream sessions?" The lack of reaction plagued over you like an eerie suffocation. Clenching your teeth, you placed your hand on his shoulder, "Wanna try that?"

"Not now."

[sweetenerobert]

begin again

1.3k | joel miller x plus size gender neutral reader

summary: you haven’t gone out on a date ever since you broke up with your toxic ex boyfriend — a year ago, a new opportunity rises when you meet joel miller.

warnings: toxic relationship (guiltrip, body shaming, gaslighting), self-conscious reader, awkward!joel, mention of an age gap (it's your choice, but reader is of age) teeth rotting fluff, first date in a cafe

a/n: doing this for @beskarandblasters for their Taylor Swift Drabble Challenge ;), i’m happy to participate!, if you would like to participate, read this post

a/n 2: as a plus size author myself, i wanted to try something different (keep out for more plus size reader in the mere future, but i still write male reader with no descriptions to let your imaginations go wild <333.

I loved how CUUUUUTE this idea is, i might write a longer version of this ;p also reminder, i went overboard with the word count :0

dividers by @saradika-graphics

“You’re seriously gonna wear that?” Trevor said.

Glancing down at your stomach and then back at your boyfriend, you were confused about what Trevor meant. “What do you mean?” Shrugging your shoulders.

“That,” Trevor pointed at you, and you were still baffled at what he was pointing at. “Your hoodie.”

Your eyes trailing back down to your comfort hoodie. You’ve had it ever since the start of your senior year of high school into now being a twenty-one-year-old college student. It had some tiny holes, but you didn't care; you loved the material, the color, and how it made you feel comfortable.

“Well, yeah.” You shrugged.

Trevor sat up from lying on his bed and walked towards you, a look of disgust on his face. But you couldn’t tell what that look on his face was. He was always good at hiding it.

“Babe, you know I love that hoodie,” Trevor started blatantly lying to your face. “But I want you to make a good impression on my friends, so do you think you could wear something different?”

That indescribable feeling in your stomach rose to your throat, feeling as if someone were choking you. The stale taste of bile stayed in your throat as your stomach felt like it was doing summersaults. You disregarded it to be nerves about meeting Trevor’s friends.

In the back of your brain, you knew that meeting them would’ve been a piece of cake if the front of your brain made you constantly nervous. Trevor knew they liked you, but he made you think they didn't. To make you feel small.

“But I have nothing else to wear that makes me comfortable.”

Trevor holds both his pointer fingers to signal you to wait with a smirk on his face, walking towards his closet quickly. Pulling out a trendy denim jacket he owned, you liked it, but it wasn't your style — or size.

“This,” Trevor smiled.

“But, it doesn't fit. I can barely get one button to close, and it's going to be cold tonight,” You complained.

Trevor groaned where chills ran down your spine; it made you not want to say another word. “C’mon baby, we don't want to be late, just put on the fucking jacket so we can hurry up.”

The attitude sent your way wasn't new, but you always felt like it was your fault, and this felt like your fault. He was trying to make you feel good; who’s to say he’s wrong?

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay; I didn't mean to get loud.”

That same meaningless apology you’ve heard before that always managed to calm you down. You zip down your hoodie, throwing it on Trevor’s bed, landing on the end of the bed frame, the hood between the mattress and the wooden frame. Taking the jacket and slipping your arms into it made you feel uncomfortable with how tight the denim felt against your back. You felt your shirt picked up — exposing your skin and making goosebumps occupy that area.

Looking at the mirror, you hated what you saw, but the smile on Trevor’s made you feel slightly better.

“I hate this,” You frowned.

“You look great,” Trever emphasized, draping his arm around your neck enthusiastically, which made you feel better. Right?

“Well, you finally look like you actually like my friends.”

“But, I’ve always liked your—”

“Okay, let's get going, baby.” Trevor kissed your cheek and left you alone in his room. The mirror catches your vulnerability in ways you couldn't see, and it makes you feel uneasy; it was bothering you that you couldn't figure out that word.

Disgust.

Disgust was the word that Trevor made you feel.

Judging you, making you feel like you're losing your mind, making you feel like you weren't enough. Disgust.

You were quickly slapping your face to erase any trace of Trevor. You stood outside the coffee shop where you agreed to meet up with the guy you matched up with on Bumble, Joel Miller.

It had been six months before you had gone back on dating apps, grieving the loss of your relationship in the past. Joel was one of the first few people you matched with. He was older, but he could hold down a conversation, making you feel like you could talk to him for hours. He was okay with meeting up with you, but he wanted to ensure you were comfortable with the timing; he was okay with waiting.

It had been five months until you agreed to see him; nervous to the brim, you didn't know what to wear; spending countless minutes in your underwear, you quickly put together an outfit and grabbed a hoodie.

When you first walked in and Joel noticed you, his smile beamed at you, making butterflies appear in your stomach. He had wired headphones in his ear as he stood up quickly, shoving them in his jacket. Wrapping his arms around you in a hug, he made you feel protected in his arms; he smelt of old spice and mint, and in your mind, it was adorable that you chuckled in your head.

As Joel backed up from the hug, he smiled at you again. “Hi.”

“Hi,” You smiled back. “Did I keep you waiting?”

“Uh, no. Not really, just listenin’ to the playlist you made me.”

“Oh god,” you buried your head in your hand. “You still listen to that?”

“Of course, it's the thing that helps me get out of bed.”

You chuckle and can't help but smile from ear to ear as Joel smiles at you lovingly. “Well, if you ever get bored with that one, I would gladly make you another one.”

Joel chuckles through his smile; he quickly rubs the back of his neck, looking back towards his seat. “Uh, do you wanna sit down?”

“I would love that.”

Joel directs you to your seat; you cannot help but feel heat rise to your face; as you sit in your chair, Joel sits in front of you. As you wiped your hands on your hoodie, you looked up at Joel; you noticed him resting his head on his fist, looking at you. That feeling of Joel critiquing little things about you rose back to when Trevor would do it.

“Trevor isn’t here; you're fine,” You thought.

“Is there something on my face?” Your quick to cover your mouth with your hand.

Joel shakes his head and smiles at you. “Just admirin’ you, you're s’ perfect.”

The heat in your face was reaching a dangerous level, where you could feel your face explode. “Stop, you're pulling my tail.”

“I’m serious, your amazin’.”

You can't help but look down at the table in despair as you rarely received compliments from Trevor; it's hard to believe what Joel was saying to be the truth. “M’sorry, did I make you uncomfortable?”

“No!” You shake your head. Taking a deep breath, you place your hands on the table. “It's just I’ve never received compliments, and it's only when my ex would make me forget how much of an ass he is.”

That padding of Joel’s palm rested against your knuckles; you look at your hands together, and you look at Joel’s welcoming smile. “I promise, whenever I compliment you, it's comin’ from the depths of my soul, sweetheart.”

The warmth of Joel’s hand made you feel comfortable, a feeling you craved with— nobody. You felt good in this moment. “Now, how about I get you a cup of coffee? I promise it's the best.”

You chuckle. “Come on, I had to meet you here; let me buy it.”

As Joel gets up, he slides his hands down in an ‘X’ motion. “Nope, as the gentleman my momma raised me, it’ll be my pleasure.”

“Okay, but the next time we go out on a date, I’m buying.”

“I’ll hold you to it, sweetheart.” Joel walks away, and you can't help but smile at him as he walks away.

[sunny-sourzii]

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[rambosgirl]

Heyy so I have never done a request (so idk if this is how you do it ☠️☠️) but could you write a Rambo x Reader during first blood where he’s running from the cops and he sees a small cabin and the reader opens the door just wearing the cutest pajamas and has them doe eyes just looking like a little Sylvanian family bunny and takes care of him like stiches him up and feeds him… this was so long omg sorry. OFC IF YOU DONT WANT TO NO WORRIES!! Just thought I’d ask xx

ofc I actually really like writing requests, and I love this idea! hope you like it :D The dividers are by @saradika-graphics

ALSO, the suturing probably isn't the most accurate, I did research and used common sense but don't take it as absolute fact, I am not a doctor 0-0 (one true thing is you DO want to start in the middle of the wound when suturing, and she gives him interrupted sutures, which is one of the most durable)

Sanctuary in the Storm -

The situation John found himself in was escalating. He was injured from the quarry/helicopter/jumping off a cliff into a tree incident from earlier that day. The cops had to back off for now, but John knew they would come again to hunt him down.

He needed a place to hide.

He was used to hiding in the Vietnamese jungle from his training and war, so really anywhere would do where he could stitch himself up. He wandered the forest for some time, the air getting colder and harsher against his skin with every passing minute.

There seemed to be no solid places to cover him. This forest wasn't as thick as the jungles he was used to. Just as he was about to settle for a small group of trees, he looked to the side and saw smoke.

He debated whether it was safe to follow it or not, eventually deciding it was better than nothing. If he really needed to, he could defend himself just fine, he thought as he started in the direction of the smoke.

Upon getting closer to his destination, he discovered the smoke was not from a fire, but from a chimney of a small cabin. It was a nice, peaceful area, less dense and more flat forest area with a small creek babbling through the land. If his situation were different, John thought, it would be nice to live in a place like this.

For now though, he just hoped that whoever this land belonged to was nice enough to let him in.

You stood in your kitchen, dancing to your favorite music. You had the fire in the fireplace and had just put cookies in the oven. You were wearing your pajamas and ready to have a relaxing evening with your book, cozy blankets, and cookies.

Just as you sang the last lyric, you heard a knock sound in the room. You turned off your music and made your way to the front door, opening it hesitantly, revealing a large, disheveled-looking man looking at you with big brown eyes and a large knife at his side.

When the door opened in front of John, the last thing he expected to see was a woman in the doorway looking up at him with bewilderment in her doe eyes. She was in her pajamas, with what he guessed was flour on her sleeves.

In any other circumstance, he would've thought more about her appearance and how peculiar it was, but he was actively bleeding.

He had covered his upper arm with a cloth to clot the blood, but it re-opened as time passed. The scrap of fabric could only do so much.

"Can I come in?"

Her eyes drifted to his covered injury, then back to his eyes before moving to the side to let him in

"Yes, yes of course," you started "What happened to you?"

He stayed silent for a moment, debating what to say.

"I got chased," he murmured. You looked at him, surprised.

"I can help you with that, it looks like it needs some care," you told him. He looked back at you for a moment before deciding to let you help with a subtle nod. Trusting others didn't come easy to him, not that he even trusted you yet, but he didn't see how refusing your help when you gave him a safe place would benefit him in any way. Plus, the blood was starting to drip down his arm.

With that settled, you led him to your sink to clean the wound to the best of your ability. With how far it was on his arm, you had to awkwardly the cup warm, soapy water with your hands to bring it up to it, trying not to spill on the floor. The cut was deeper than you thought. When that was done, you grabbed a clean towel and put pressure on the cleaned wound.

"It looks like it needs stitches," you noted, looking up at him for a response.

"I got a kit, jus' didn't have the time," came his soft reply. You nodded, then led him to your dining table, still holding tight to his injured arm. You sat down as he took said kit out of his pocket. In it was a bunch of survivalist supplies, including a needle and medical thread.

You threaded the needle, then took the towel off, and more blood began to flow. After a quick internal reminder to be brave, you positioned the needle in the center of the wound.

Throughout the whole process, he stayed still like a statue, not even flinching when you started another loop. You repeated the steps in your head: into the skin, to the other side, back again, then knotting it, then repeat again and again until you finished the last one.

You released a breath you didn't know you were holding when you finished knotting the last one.

"Thank you," John spoke in a low tone. He was more than capable of doing all this on his own, but it just felt nice having you do it. Having you care for him in a way very few people were willing to do.

"You're w-" the kitchen timer went off before you could finish your sentiment, startling you.

You walked over to your oven, checking the cookies. Noting they were done, you took them out and put two of them on two napkins. One for you, and one for your guest.

You turned back towards him, still sitting at the table.

"This is what you need to feel better," you remarked as you set them down. "We still need to bandage that," you added, gesturing to his arm.

He nodded, then hesitantly reached for the cookie while you started down the hall to get bandages from your first-aid kit.

You got back with the bandages and antiseptic ointment, immediately getting back to work on his arm, wrapping it not too loose, not too tight. He relaxed a bit but stayed on high alert. Picking up on this, you reassured him "You know, you don't have to be so tense," you said softly, "it's safe here." You tied off the last part of the bandage.

John watched you work, a mixture of gratitude and wariness in his eyes. "Not many places are," he replied quietly

You nodded. You got the feeling trust wasn't something he gave easily. "Well, if you need to rest or eat more, you're welcome to stay for a while."

He looked at you, a hint of something softer breaking through his hardened exterior. "Thanks," he said simply. He flexed his arm, testing the bandage. He thought about staying but quickly pushed the thought out of his mind. If the police found him, he didn't want her to get caught up in that mess. The less she was involved, the less she had the chance to get hurt. "but I should leave."

"Are you sure? I heard there's a storm coming," you said. John confirmed his statement with a nod. You felt a bit dejected, but hopeful to see him again. "Okay."

He grabbed his survival kit from the table and made his way to the door. He turned to you, his eyes soft.

"Thank you," he whispered

"Take care of yourself," you replied softly.

You watched him disappear into the night, the door closing softly behind him. The cabin felt emptier without him, but you were glad to have helped, even for a brief moment. As you returned to your cozy setup by the fireplace, you couldn't help but hope that he found the peace he deserved, wherever his journey took him next.

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On My One Good Knee

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In Hightower Green

❛ JACAERYS ❜ ONGOING— angst, smut, fluff (5/7?)= The life and lies of the secondborn daughter of Viserys I, twin to Aegon II, and Queen Consort and wife to King Jacaerys Velaryon.

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HOW I 'ACTUALLY' MET YOUR MOTHER | fluff = Aegon spills the real way Aemond met you to your children.

THE BLACK STAG | dark, smut = What does obsession and possession bleed? Features Dark!Aemond.

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Aegon Targaryen II ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

YOURS, NOT TRULY | angst = You have fallen in love with your husband who views your marriage as nothing more than a duty.

LEMON CAKE TO MY TEA | fluff, smut = Jealousy and marriage advices sandwich your fresh marriage with the firstborn son of the King.

OH, JEEPERS! | smut, angst = As lovers, you and Aegon were great. As exes, you and him might be the actual worst.

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A DALLIANCE OF DRAGONS | smut, angst = When your husband betrays you, you turn to your uncle for help.

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Rhaenyra ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

HER FAVOURITE | smut = Your future queen rewards you for all your hard work.

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Osferth ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

GHOST BRIDE | smut, fluff = Sanctuary comes with the price of a lonely, ghost bride. And addictively warm fun.

- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ Multiple ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌

DAEMYRA (Daemon + Rhaenyra)

➵ PUNISHMENT | smut = You are Daemon's punishment, and Rhaenyra couldn't be happier.

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Sessions with bats and uncles (Sebek x child! Reader)

A/N: Sebek time \0/, originally it was going to be a diasomnia x child!reader but I really wanted to do that one on one before that, plus Sebek time can be really endearing when paired with the childishness of a small kid.

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“Young Master! I implore you, please do not run off like that!” Sebek exclaims, his loud voice echoing across Diasomnia’s walls

“Sorry Uncle Sebek…I was trying to find big brother Malleus.”

“Please, young master, your protection and the protection of your brother, the young master, is my utmost importance. If you shall ever require to go somewhere, do let me know, and I will take you myself!”

“Thank you, Uncle Sebek! You’re the best!”

“It’s nothing, young master! Although, if I may ask, why do you seek your elder brother?”

They shrug

“I missed him.”

Sebek nods, his face softened

“I see… Well then, young master! I am certain your elder brother shall be delighted to see you! Come, let us find him!”

“Yeah!”

Sebek leads the young master in search of Malleus.

“Look, Uncle Sebek! It’s a bat!” They said running off towards the flying mammal and attempting to catch it

Sebek’s eyes widen as he chases after them

“Stop, young master! Do not touch that animal! It may be harmful!”

“But I want to show Grandpa Lilia! He always has bats!”

Sebek sighs, running over and grabbing the young master’s hands before they can touch the creature

“Please, young master! Just because Master Lilia owns bats does not mean all bats are safe! Your safety is of utmost importance to me.”

“B-But I wanted to show Grandpa…

“I understand, young master…But we do not know if this bat may be dangerous! I cannot allow you to harm yourself. I shall propose a different solution; we shall take a photograph of the bat so that we may show Master Lilia.”

The small child stops to think and nods their head

“Okay!”

Sebek smiles softly

“Then it is decided! We shall use my camera here to photograph the bat! Then we shall go and show the photo to Master Lilia; it will be perfect!”

After photographing the bat, Sebek takes the young master’s hand and heads along to find Lilia.

“Please, young master. We must be careful on our way, as I shall not allow any harm to befall you while I am your caretaker!”

“Uncle Sebek I want to take a photo with you!”

“With me?” Sebek asks, his loud and confident voice slightly softening at the small child's request

“It would be my pleasure, young master.”

“Mmhm!”

Sebek smiles and quickly snaps a picture of him and the young master

“Perfect! Do you like the photo, young master?” He says showing the child the photo

“Look, Look! Uncle Sebek, the bat is in our photo, too!”

Sebek looks to where the young master is pointing, seeing the bat had flown in between the both of them providing a perfect photo of all three of them.

“Oh, you are right, young master! It is in the photo!”

Sebek smiles softly

“That is why I think it is a wonderful photograph!”

“Can we go show Grandpa Lilia?”

Sebek nods

“Of course, young master! Come! Let us go and show Master Lilia our photo!”

What we think of this one y’all?

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Famous Last Words (An Ode To Eaters) | Baldur's Gate 3 | Astarion/OFC | Bones and All AU

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est. final wc: 10,500

current wc: 6,619

Ever since she can remember, Nyra has led a lonesome life fueled by her desire for flesh. To sink her teeth into it and rip it from the bone, feeling the pulse of her poor victim beating against her mouth. She lives drifting from place to place, giving in to this ravenous hunger that controls her, leaving nothing but devastation in her wake. But Nyra yearns for something else; a connection that she cannot quite place and it is only when she meets fellow eater Astarion that she finds it. It terrifies her, this intimacy. It is a thing she never thought she would know in her lifetime and yet here it is, in the form of the pale elf. Together, they traverse the country and fall into their gruesome routine, finding themselves becoming closer. Inseparable. A sense of normalcy and comfort washes over them that Nyra can't seem to settle into. Something is out there, watching them, and at every stop, she can feel it getting closer.

Urn | Cyberpunk 2077 | Johnny Silverhand/OFC

est. final wc: 25,000 (3 chapters)

current wc: 0

She watches from the church parking lot as animals are taken to slaughter. Looks into their sweet, mournful eyes from holes in shit covered trailers. Hers water. A dust storm is blowing through a town in middle-of-nowhere Texas and she’s in the thick of it. Letting the dirt erode her, the wind rock her from side to side. The storm howls. Shouts vile things in her ears that she cannot understand. It is violent — biblical in its anger. She listens.  Jessica Ferreira has lived in the same town her entire life and has, above all, learned to listen. 

Whistleblower | Resident Evil | Leon Kennedy/OFC

est. final wc: 50,000 (10 Chapters)

current wc: 0

Amateur reporter Lana Laguerre is going against every NDA, every penny and dime of hush money to expose what happened in Raccoon City. All the while, Leon Kennedy is desperately urging her to let it die. Her life hangs in the balance of this earth-shattering expose. Its 1999 and wounds are fresh in a city alive and teeming with endless possibility. Will Lana live long enough to see her story through?

Thoroughfare | Red Dead Redemption 2 | Arthur Morgan/ OFC

est. final wc: 15,000

current wc: 0

Arthur thought this would be easy. Rob the store and get out. Now with a shotgun at his temple, he can’t help but fear that his life is about to end. Ana’s has only just begun.

Requestable Fandoms:

Fallout (TV and game), Baldur's Gate 3, Dragon Age, Stardew Valley, Saints Row, Cyberpunk 2077, Red Dead Redemption 2, Watch Dogs/Watch Dogs 2

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