#natalia mouse

[aondaneedles]

And another batch of new townies. Atypical aspirations edition.

[melodybottles]

oc mouse doodles..............................

[babyleostuff]

fluff 𐙚 established relationship 𐙚 idol!wonwoo x gn!reader 𐙚 wc: 339

natalia's note: this is definitely not inspired by wonwoo's appearance in mingyu's live

“tired?” you asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the fluff ball that was currently occupying your chest. 

wonwoo weakly nodded his head, his slightly curly hair tickling your neck, as he wrapped one of his arms that was around your waist a bit tighter. the second your boyfriend entered the bedroom in his and mingyu’s apartment, you knew he’d be slightly clingier than usual - wonwoo was always a tad needier when sleepy and tired, something you could never get enough of. 

“want to go to sleep?” you murmured, running your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. you could practically feel him melt into your embrace. 

“you can stay up if you want to,” wonwoo said, his voice no louder than a whisper. with a quiet grunt he propped himself on his arm, taking away his body warmth making you shiver, despite wearing one of his fluffy sweatshirts. 

“come here,” you cupped his cheeks, stopping him from getting out of bed. you ran your thumbs over his soft cheeks, smiling at his sleepy expression. he looked like he was about to fall asleep sitting up. “your glasses, baby,” you giggled and pulled his new frames off his nose, setting them on your nightstand. “now we can sleep,” you smiled and leaned in to kiss his nose.

wonwoo returned your kiss with a shy smile, pecking you on the lips, and after saying a quiet "i love you", he took off his shirt and made himself comfortable on the pillows. "c'mere," he spread his arms so that you could lie on top of him for a change. placing your head in your favorite place - right above his heart, you felt your eyelids begin to droop.

“i love your long hair, you know,” you yawned. "we have to get rid of all the scissors."

"mhm, we have to."

the last thing you felt before you fell asleep was wonwoo's hand taking yours and placing it on his chest and a soft "sleep well, baby," whispered into your ear.

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[parasolyaa]

Buckle up, we're overanalysing Mischa's name

Firstly, it just cannot be his legal name on the documents. Mischa is always short for Mykhailo (equivalent to English Michael). Secondly, Bachinski is actually the Russian spelling of his surname, and, well, there was little chance of the writers using the correct form back in 2008. Ukrainian spelling is Bachynskyi! Thirdly, in Ukrainan and some other Slavic languages every person is supposed to have their father's name attached to their name. For example, if your father is Taras, and you are Andriy, than you would be Andriy Tarasovych. We do not know Mischa's dad's name, so for the sake of this exploration I'm just gonna go with Mykola (I just like this name and it is popular enough). That turns Mischa Bachinski into Mykhailo Bachynskyi Mykolayovych (Михайло Бачинський Миколайович)

+ I'm not sure, but Misha probably is a more accurate transcription of Міша than Mischa (update: i am now sure. Misha is objectively correct)

Now onto the etymology (sorta). The name Michael was gender-neutral with Hebrew origin (vaguely meaning "who is like God" or "gift from God", the second version is less accurate but I like it cause it plays well into my headcanon of Mischa being a miracle baby since it was unlikely for his mother to have a normal pregnancy after the radiation exposure). Odesa is a city with a lot of Jewish population so yeah. And also Michael is the name of an archangel in the Bible.

But as for Mykhailo specifically, a random Ukrainian article says:

Little Misha is an inquisitive and good-natured boy. He is very independent and likes to have his own responsibilities around the house. If Misha gets into good company, then there is no need to worry about him. Mykhailo is unsure of himself, so his parents need to encourage him more often. The owner of such a name is easily offended, but not spiteful. He is in poor health. Mykhailo's main shortcomings are that he gives up easily and never admits he is wrong. In love, he is very persistent and patient. Mykhailo can pursue his beloved for years. He does not know how to make compliments and give gifts. He proves his love not by word, but by deed. Tends to slight obesity and often has poor eyesight. The name suits Sagittarius, Capricorns, Aquarius. Not suitable for Pisces.

I only picked out the at least somehow interesting stuff, cause the article is long and you can read it yourself with the help of Google translator if you'd like. Also it has a section of female names the owner of the name is likely to get along well with, and it has no mention of Natalia (Talia), but Tamara was first on the list🥹

In Russian language Mischa is a way to say bear. In Ukrainian language Myscha is a way to say mouse. This is lowkey symbolic and I should use it in a fanfic at some point. Imagine Mischa telling everyone his name means bear and technically not lying, but in his mother tongue it actually is a tiny little animal. One of my headcanons is that his mother called him myshko (the way to say "little mouse" when reffering to someone directly. The subjective form is myshka, an even more affectionate/сute version is myshenya, myshenyatko)

Literally every noun in Ukrainian language has A TON of affectionate/сute versions, here are just some of such forms for Mischa: Mykhaylyk, Mykhaylychok, Mykhaylonko, Mykhaylochko, Mykhalyk, Mykhas, Mykhasyk, Mykhasko, Mykhasyo, Myshko, Mischenka. This isn't even a half, but some are quite impossible to translate. My fav versions are Mykhaylyk, Mykhasyk and Mykhalyk, they are also the most popular but basically all of them can be used if you wanna call him affectionately hehe

thank you for your attention folks🐭

[avatar-anna]

What is the styles family up to on Halloween night? I have a gut feeling that Julian would be too scared and just cling to Harry the WHOLE TIME. ❤️

Trick-or-treating! The Styles family are all dressed up and hitting the streets to acquire as much candy as possible.

Simone is dressed up as Wednesday Addams, but specifically from that one scene from the school dance with the ruffle dress; Collette chose to be a scarecrow, complete with detailed makeup done by Y/n and assistance from Simone; Julian and Maeve usually go as a duo costume, but Maeve wanted to be a clown and Julian wasn't having it, so he goes as Prince Eric; Geneva is a little bat and little Natalia is dressed as a chick.

Harry and Y/n don't normally go all out for Halloween, mostly because they're hard at work trying to wrangle six different costumes together, some of which change because someone decides they want to be someone/something else. But this year Simone and Collette insist on her parents dressing up. They go as Romeo and Juliet from the '96 version of the film. Julian insists that they don't wear anything too scary, of course.

They stick to their neighborhood, where everyone kind of knows who they are and aren't as inclined to bother them on their night out as a family. That doesn't stop Simone from running ahead when she sees a friend and joining them for a few houses while Harry and Y/n watch from a few paces back, though. Maeve keeps doing little dances as she walks to each house, convinced that's how clowns walk. She's pretty independent for her age and doesn't have a problem skipping up to a house with the rest of her siblings and other kids, but when a particularly scary house freaks JuJu out, she holds his hand the whole time.

Jules isn't as eager to walk up to a stranger for candy, but he warms up more and more as the night goes on. He pretty much has Harry's hand in a death grip the first few houses, overwhelmed by the kids in creepy costumes and the realistic Halloween decorations on people's front lawns. Harry takes it in stride, promising his son that it's all pretend.

The kids are still pretty young, so their trick-or-treating ends pretty early. Maybe Harry stays out a little later with Simone and Collette while Y/n heads home with the rest, an already asleep Natalia cuddled up in her arms.

And once everyone is home and fast asleep due to coming down from sugar highs, it's just Harry and Y/n. Y/n gets ready for bed while Harry watches TV with a pile of candy in front of him. When she sees all the wrappers surrounding him, she's like, "Really? Again?" because he does this every year, and every year one of their kids gets upset because their Halloween haul is lighter than they thought. But Harry's just like, "What? I took a little from everyone this year so no one would get mad."

Y/n is exasperated but not surprised because Halloween is really the only time her husband indulges in eating candy bars. But she can't help but indulge in some fun of her own because tonight is usually a night where the kids stay asleep and don't crawl into their bed.

So she drops the robe she's been in, revealing a little lingerie underneath, and Harry is quick to shove all the little chocolate wrappers away, his eyes taking all of his wife in and is just like, "This all for me, Mama?"

And because she can't help but be a little silly, she adds some ears to the top of her head and when Harry looks at her confused she says, "I'm a mouse, duh." And he just throws his head back and laughs and pulls her over to him.

[natsaffection]

My sweet Baby. | part II | N. Romanoff

Sugar Mommy!Natasha x Sugar Baby!Reader

MINORS DNI!!! (18+!)

warnings: Detailed BDSM Contract

A/n: First of all. Thank you so much for all the support! I didn’t expect it to blow up so much <3 Im Using the taglist here for the first time, so I hope it works the way I want it to-

But Anyways, here is now the really big start of this Story!

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It's only been two hours, and you're already glued to your new computer. It turns out that inside the box was the latest MacBook. You swore that when this was all over, and you saw Natasha again, you would give it back. You didn't know what to do. What do you think Natasha is doing right now? Is she writing the email? What will it say? You had so many questions, and you were getting impatient. Should I write to her first? Wait, I don't have her email, "Urgh what have I done..."

Before you could imagine unnecessary scenarios, it went "Ding" and up right finally came the message,

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Natasha Romanoff sent you an email.

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Okay, now you were panicking. Should you open it right away? Or open it a few minutes later, so she doesn't see that you've been waiting for it?!

Fuck it. You open the mail and started to read:

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Evening Y/n,

here is the discussed mail and in the attachment you will find my contract, which you should please sign only after careful reading. You are doing us both a favor, trust me. If you have any questions about any of the points, don't be shy and ask me. If you think about returning the laptop, I'll tell you right now that I won't accept it, and I'll ask you to use it for research.

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"Ask to use it as research? You sound like my professors..."

So you started typing into the text box as well:

you: That's what you're asking for? Is this what our Relationship will be like, you ordering me around?

"Ha! I showed her..."

Your pride didn't last long, as you began to regret the message. She's going to send a mean message back...She's gonna-

Oh, I hope so. And what's more. You will like it.

You sigh in relief, but that was also kind of the wrong thing to do, since you didn't know how to feel about this answer. So you leave it at the message and nervously move the mouse pointer to the attachment. It loads for a while and when the document opens you can already see that you are just on the first page, out of a total of 17.

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THE PARTIES AGREE AS FOLLOWS

1 The following are the terms of a binding contract between the Dominant [Natalia Alianovna Romanova] and the Submissive [Y/n, L/n]

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FUNDAMENTAL TERMS

2 The fundamental purpose of this contract is to allow the Submissive to explore her

sensuality and her limits safely, with due respect and regard for her needs, her limits

and her wellbeing.

3 The Dominant and the Submissive agree and acknowledge that all that occurs under

the terms of this contract will be consensual, confidential, and subject to the agreed

limits and safety procedures set out in this contract. Additional limits and safety procedures

may be agreed in writing.

Okay. One big Problem. You had only slept with one person before and that was years ago. You don't even know if that counts as sleeping, since the guy was just following his own pleasure back then.

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THE SUBMISSIVE

-The Submissive accepts the Dominant as her master, with the understanding that she is now the property of the Dominant, to be dealt with as the Dominant pleases during the Term generally but specifically during the Allotted Times and any additional agreed allotted times.

-The Submissive will agree to any sexual activity deemed fit and pleasurable by the Dominant, excepting those activities outlined in Hard Limits.

-The Submissive will not drink to excess, smoke, or take recreational drugs, or put her person into any unnecessary risk.

-The Submissive will not enter into sexual relations with anyone other than the Dominant.

-The Submissive agrees to procure oral contraception from a physician of the Dominant's choosing.

-The Submissive will obey any instruction given by the Dominant. She will do so eagerly and without hesitation.

-The Submissive shall always conduct herself in a respectful manner to the Dominant, and shell address her only as “Mommy” or “ms Romanoff”. Or such other title as the Dominant may direct.

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DOMINANT

-The Dominant will make the Submissive's health and safety a priority at all times

-The Dominant will not undertake or permit to be undertaken any action which could cause serious injury or any risk to the Submissive's life.

-The Dominant accepts the Submissive as hers, to own, control, dominate and discipline during the term.

-The Dominant may use the Submissive body at any time during the Times or any agreed additional times in any manner she deems fit, sexually or otherwise.

-The Dominant may discipline the Submissive as necessary to ensure the Submissive fully appreciates her role of subservience to the Dominant and to discourage unacceptable conduct.

-The Dominant may flog, spank, whip, or corporally punish the Submissive as She sees fit, for purpose of discipline or for hers personal enjoyment.

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ACTIVITIES

-The Submissive shall not participate in activities or any sexual acts that either party deems to be unsafe or any activities detailed in appendix 1.

-The Dominant and the Submissive have discussed the affectivity's set out in Appendix 2 and recorded in writing in appendix 2 their agreement in respect of them.

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SAFEWORDS

-The Safeword “Yellow” will be used to bring to the attention of the Dominant that the Submissive is close to her limit.

-The Safeword “Red” will be used to bring to the attention of the Dominant that the Submissive cannot tolerate any further demands. When this word is said the dominants action will cease completely with immediate effect.

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APPENDIX 1

Hard Limits

-No acts involving urination or defecation and the products thereof

-No acts that will leave any permanent marks on the skin

-No activity that involves the direct contact or electric current (whether alternating or direct), fire or flames to the body

add:

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APPENDIX 2

Soft Limits

-To be discussed and agreed between both parties:

Which of the following sexual acts are acceptable to the Submissive?

-Masturbation

-Vaginal fisting

-Anal fisting

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Is the use of sex toys acceptable to the Submissive?

Yes/No

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If yes:

-Vibrators

-Dildos

-Butt Plugs

-Other

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Is Bondage acceptable to the Submissive?

Yes/No

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Which of the following types of pain/punishment/discipline are acceptable to the Submissive? -Spanking

-Padding

-Whipping

-Biting

-Nipple clamps

-Ice

-Hot wax

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CONCLUSION

We, the undersigned have read and understood fully the provisions of this contract.

We freely accept the terms of this contract and have acknowledged this by our signatures below:

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The Dominant: Natalia Alianovna Romanova

Date:

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The Submissive: Y/n L/n

Date:

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Its a lot.

It was so quiet in your room that you can even hear the blood flowing inside you. She didn't write that in two minutes. And why is it so..detailed? And why is it only about sex? Anyway, you are ready to try something new, but all the time? You can actually prostitute yourself right away now.

What do you think Y/n? Please answer truthfully.

How does she know your'e done reading?! You think for an appropriate answer and find it best and most uncomplicated if you tell completely the truth,

you: Im a little overwhelmed if i'm honest. Is it really just what you want from me? Whats in for me?

It didn't take long for the answer to come,

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Thank you for being honest. As I mentioned, thats the one thing i'm asking for. I want you to see right away what it all involves to prevent misunderstandings. And to answer your question briefly. You'll get me, Y/n. Anything I have will be yours too. You never have to worry about your financial life again.

I have in mind what you want in this..Relationship and I try to make this possible. As I said, I want us both to be comfortable.

But we discuss the details when we meet again to sign.

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If you still want that.

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She made two good arguments..

Well, if she takes advantage of you, you can do that too. You have nothing to loose anymore and if it get too much, you can always take a step back or search for help.

You: Yes. I want to try it. But I still have to think about the contract.

She can wait a few days..Glad to hear that. When does your flight leave? You open your phone to see the exact time and day of the flight and text it back to her.

Natasha reads the message and types: Alright, I can work with that. But immediately deleted it and typed again: Alright.

When you saw the message again, a small smile spread over your face.

Maybe it wasn't such a big mistake after all.

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[antiqueanimals]

About a Little Mouse that was a Cat, a Dog, and a Tiger: an Indian Folktale. Translated by Mary Mintz. Illustrated by Natalia Sustova. 1981.

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[delulu-with-wandanat]

‘Criminal’ Natasha x ‘FBI’ Wanda

Natasha, Yelena, and Y/n are criminal siblings being chased by the FBI. The cop that was assigned to the case is Wanda Maximoff. What happens when Natasha and Wanda say… falls in love? 👀

“This cat and mouse game is really starting to get stale.”

“Giving yourself up already? I thought you were better than that, Natalia.”

“Hah, not a chance. I’ll see you around, Agent Maximoff.” Natasha winks and make her escape.

“Wait wha-“ Looks down to see she was hand cuffed to the bed. “Damn it! ROMANOFF-”

Natasha returns to the warehouse to see her younger siblings waiting for her. “What?”

“Do you always take everything literally?” Yelena asked.

“Well, you guys always said fuck the feds and never provided context-“

“Fuckin hell Nat-“ Y/n threw their hand up in surrender.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Hair Trigger

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam, Superfam, YJ98

Summary: A junior at Gotham University, Jason finds it difficult to conceal his worsening mental health from his family and his friend, Jon Lane Kent. Family secrets are revealed and boundaries are pushed as Jason and Laney struggle to navigate through school, their romantic feelings, and their trauma. Could the reintroduction of Laney Kent be more trouble than it's worth, or is it just what Jason needed to confront the demons of his past?

I will also do trigger warnings for chapters and if there is smut I have the chapter(s) tagged so you don't have to worry about nsfw in the fic if you're just here for the story itself.

Chapters: 13/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Jonathan Lane Kent, Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Conner Kent, Natalia Knight, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Chris Kent, Bart Allen, Original Character(s)

Relationships: JayLaney, Clois, TimKon

Additional Tags: University AU, No Powers AU, Sharing A Bed, Romance, Angst

Chapter Thirteen: Self-Soothe

Lois and Laney sat in the waiting room together, and Laney knocked the back of his head against the wall. "Stop that," Lois whispered as she fixed his hair. Laney messed his hair back up. "Lane, let me fix it—."

"I don't want you to fix it," Laney mumbled.

Lois breathed and reached to fix his collar. "Just let me—."

"Ma, cut it out," Laney whispered, "I'm gonna get a soda. Do you want something?"

"Lane, sit down. She'll be out in just a minute," Lois replied, "I'm anxious too. Just sit, okay?"

Laney kissed Lois's temple. "I'll go see if they have strawberry—."

"Lois and Jonathan?" a small mouse-like voice called. Lois stood up, and Laney followed her into the therapist's office. Laney sat on the couch next to Lois and said good morning to his therapist. "How has everyone been since the last time we spoke?"

"Mom, do you wanna go first?" Laney asked. Lois shrugged.

"Sure, I can go first... Conner called Wednesday night and surprised us with a visit. That was really nice. He's still there, and I think he's trying to warm up to tell us something," Lois whispered, "And um... Sammy is giving me the silent treatment because he thinks that I'm treating him like a baby."

"Does that bother you, Lois?" their therapist asked.

"Theresa... I'm not gonna lie. I was angry at first. Then, I had to remember what it was like when the boys were his age, and I get it," Lois replied, "But it doesn't make it any less frustrating."

"Everyone wants to be a grownup until they're a grownup," Laney chuckled. Lois smiled.

"Exactly! But I bet you figured that out when you became an adult—."

"Nuh-uh. When I came home from boarding school that last time," Laney whispered. Lois pushed her hair back and pulled it up into a ponytail.

"Laney, I feel like there's a lot of things that happened to you that you haven't talked about... I sort of wanted to talk about boarding school, if that's okay," Lois fixed his hair once more.

"What do you want to know?" Laney asked.

"Why didn't you sleep in your bed that first night back home?" Lois asked.

Laney took a deep breath, and he pushed his hair back with both hands. "My anxiety was so bad I felt like I was gonna be sick the whole night, and I guess I just wanted someone to hear me if I had to get up... I didn't want to be alone," Laney whispered, "It wasn't because of what my counselor did. All he did was try to kidnap me. That was it. I was just-. I felt crazy because I did something as stupid as that. I didn't want to tell you or Dad because I thought you'd be mad at me."

"We wouldn't have been angry. We thought you ran away, and we weren't upset with you. You were so shaken up. All we wanted to do was take you home," Lois confessed, "And you really haven't been yourself since then... We didn't want you to feel different, so we didn't say anything. All we wanted was to give you your space."

Laney didn't say anything. He just bounced his leg and hid his face in his hands. "Jonathan, do you need a break?" Theresa asked. Laney shook his head.

"Cricket, come here," Lois whispered as she took his hands and made eye contact with him. "It wasn't your fault. I love you so much." Lois embraced him.

Theresa allowed them to collect themselves before asking Laney if he felt like his experience in his boarding school still affects him. Laney nodded, and he tried to put together an answer, but he found himself struggling to make sense. He stumbled over his words until he finally managed to say, "It's hard to feel close to people... It's hard to tell people when I'm struggling, or when I need to talk to someone, or even now with Jason.

We're dating, and I don't know how to-. I don't know how to tell Jason that I want to wait a while before we-. I mean, I have to wait six weeks anyway, but I think I don't want to do it right away because I want it to mean something. I've hooked up with people before, so I'm not new to that part of things, but I just want to wait."

Lois kicked off her shoes, and she sat with her feet up on the couch. "Do you mind if I weigh in on that?" Lois asked. Laney shook his head. "I think you're doing what's right for you, and that's smart. I think Jason will understand that."

They all spoke for a while, and Laney and Lois went back to the car once their appointment ended. "You owe me a strawberry soda," Lois smiled, "And you never told me about how your date went."

"Oh, we went bowling because he'd never been. He had fun... Then he took me to this restaurant, and we ate at Robinson Park... It wasn't anything spectacular. It was just okay," Laney whispered.

"Do you not want to go out on a second date?" Lois asked.

"I like dating him, I just... I don't know. It all felt like a formality. It didn't feel the way that it does when we sleepover at each other's places," Laney shrugged.

"Did you tell him that?" Lois asked. Laney shook his head. "Want to split a large pizza?"

"Only if it's at one of those fancy Italian places that serve ravioli," Laney replied. Lois punched his shoulder.

"I love the way you think," she smiled as she got in the passenger's seat. "Your dad was looking at old videos of you boys when you were little, and he found this one of you when you were three."

"Yeah?" Laney asked as he put on his seatbelt and backed out of the parking space. "What'd I do?"

"Do you remember the pizza video?" Lois asked.

"Mom, please tell me you're not gonna make me listen to that while I drive," Laney replied.

"Fine...But do you remember waking me up at two in the morning to heat up your leftovers?" Lois chuckled.

"Please tell me you didn't show that video to my roommate," Laney groaned.

"I didn't, I swear," Lois snickered. "I loved how dramatic you were as a little boy," she smiled.

"Remember when you asked me if it would kill me to wait until you were done working, and I pretended to drop dead in your office," Laney chuckled.

"Trust me, I remember. You still do that to me," Lois laughed.

"I do not!" Laney giggled.

"You just did! Remember three months ago when I said I couldn't go to IKEA with you and you accused me of being mad at you?" Lois asked.

"Because you sounded like you were—. Wait, are you mad at Conner?" Laney asked.

"Am I mad about the tattoo that he got on his shoulder? No, and I'm not mad at you for letting him borrow your ID—."

"I can explain—."

"You don't have to. Are you getting one to match Conner?" Lois asked.

Laney made a face. "Absolutely not. I can't believe he sat through that. It did make me smile to see it, though. I thought he was too little to remember," Laney grinned before slamming on his brakes. "What the hell is wrong with you? Pay attention!" He laid on his horn.

Lois chuckled. "You lay on your horn first, sweetheart," she corrected him gently.

"Oh, thanks for the priceless motherly wisdom," Laney laughed as he pulled into a restaurant parking lot.

Once they were inside, they spoke to the cashier and made their order to go. While they waited for their food, Lois gave Laney one of her earbuds. "I wanna see how Conner and Clark are getting along while the boys are at school," Lois whispered. Lois did a facetime call, and Clark answered almost immediately. "Good morning, babe."

"Good morning, Lois. Good morning, Laney... Conner, come and say good morning," Clark beckoned him on the camera.

Conner sat down next to Clark, his hair standing up all over his head, and he looked as if he was wearing one of Sammy's shirts. Laney started to laugh. "You look great... No, really, that's a look—."

"I get it... Sam kept me up all night. He said he was sick, but I think he just had a bad dream or something," Conner yawned.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Clark asked.

"Because he wasn't actually sick, Dad. I took his temperature with the forehead thing—."

"Still a thermometer, genius—."

"Lane," Lois nudged him.

"Thanks, Mom. Anyways, we watched something on tv until he fell asleep, and I carried him back to bed," Conner finished his story and asked Clark if he was going to finish his coffee. "Thanks, Dad."

"Conner, did you take the ferry by yourself?" Laney asked.

"No, I drove... Dad let me drop the boys off at their schools this morning. That was fun," Conner yawned.

"You dropped them off dressed like that?" Laney laughed. Lois got up and picked up their order.

"I didn't have to get out of the car. Are you and Mom having pizza?" Conner asked. Laney stood up and put the earbud in Lois's ear for her.

"Uh-huh. Hey, we'll call you guys later, okay?" Laney replied, and they hung up. He let Lois drive to the park, where they sat down and opened their box of pizza.

"Lane, remind me before I leave tomorrow night to get three big pizzas to take home," Lois replied, covering her mouth as she chewed.

"Mm! Mom, is Chris still asking if he can spend the weekend with me?" Laney asked as he opened his little container of ravioli.

"Yeah, I wasn't sure if you really meant he could stay over or not, but I know he has a half-day in three weeks if you want to keep him then," Lois replied. Laney looked on his phone calendar.

"What is that like the first weekend in October?" Laney asked. Lois nodded. "How do you do that? You didn't even look at a calendar."

"Mom powers. So, is that a good time for you?" Lois asked.

"Mhm, and if Sammy wants to come, he can too, but I can't promise you that I won't keep one of them," Laney joked.

"Be careful what you wish for. I could always send the boys to stay with you for the summer," Lois smiled as she went in for another slice of pizza.

"Maybe I'll keep them for a week or two in the summer. It'd be nice. Sylvia's probably gonna be out of town. They could have her room while she's gone," Laney replied.

"Jon Lane?" a man's voice exclaimed. Laney started choking on his food, and Lois knocked the heel of her palm against his back.

"Are you okay?" Lois asked. Laney looked on in shock as the man approached him.

"Hi, Lane. How've you been?" he asked as he reached out to shake Lois's hand.

"Laney, who's your friend?" Lois asked. Laney swallowed hard before running off to the park bathroom, leaving Lois sitting alone. He shut himself in a stall and paced back and forth as he tried to stop his heart from racing. He closed his eyes and tried to remember what Clark taught him to do.

Laney mumbled his brothers' middle names from youngest to oldest and then his parents' middle names. "Samuel, Lawerence, Elliot, Lane, Joanne, Joseph. Joseph, Joanne, Lane, Elliot, Lawerence, Samuel. Sam—."

"Jonathan? Are you in here?" Lois asked. Laney took in a sharp breath and stopped pacing.

"This is the men's room, lady—."

"So are all the bathrooms in my house, buddy... Jonathan Lane Kent, I know you're in here—."

"Mom, you can't be in here," Laney raised his voice through the stall.

"Well, can we go back outside?" Lois asked. Laney opened the stall, and she gestured with her head for him to follow her out. He sighed, and she led him around the back of the bathroom building. "What happened? Who was that?"

"He—. Mr. Forrester, he's Mr. Forrester..." Lois turned to walk back toward where they were sitting, and Laney grabbed her arm. "Mom, please."

"I'm not going to say anything to him. I'm just going to hurt him—." Laney tugged at her arm, and she turned to see the tears in his eyes. "I don't know what to do. I can't—. I can't fix—." Laney burst into tears, and she embraced him.

"I really messed up," Laney cried. Lois let go and held his face in her hands, and she shook her head.

"No, nuh-uh... That wasn't your fault. You didn't know... And Clark would be so mad that I touched your face with pizza hands," Lois whispered. Laney let out a weak laugh. "I bet you if you let me go now, I still have enough time to get one good punch in."

"Mom," Laney chuckled, "Stop."

"Clark will tell you himself. I have a mean right hook. I knocked G. Gordon Godfrey's tooth out at a party once," Lois replied.

"No, you didn't," Laney laughed.

"I did, and he deserved it," Lois replied. She kissed Laney on the cheek and gestured once more for them to go.

Once they got back home, Laney washed up, and he curled up on the couch and lay his head in her lap. Lois pulled his hair back from his face and into a top knot. "I need a haircut," Laney mumbled.

"I can do it. I've given Sammy his last few haircuts," she whispered.

"Are you trying to trick me into taking a nap?" Laney asked as he turned to look Lois in the eyes.

"Oh, no, I would never... But, if I was, would you say it was working?" Lois asked. Laney nodded. She drew small circles with her fingers on his head. "Clark's a master at this. You never asked for me unless you'd just had a nightmare. Remember?" Laney made an affirmative noise as he closed his eyes. "You used to say Clark wasn't scary enough to check the closet."

"Monsters couldn't eat you. You were too tough," Laney mumbled. Lois smiled and nodded.

"That's right. Monsters can't eat Mama," Lois whispered before getting up to plug in his CPAP in the living room. "Hey, remember?" Laney sat up and put the mask over his nose, and he turned the machine on before laying his head back down on her lap. Lois went back to making small circles on his forehead.

"I feel like you tricked me," Laney murmured.

Lois leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Don't feel bad... I'm kind of an expert," Lois smiled.

"Mom, are you gonna tell Dad about what happened at the park?" Laney asked.

Lois sighed. "Laney, don't you think your dad should know you saw the counselor that tried to kidnap you in the city that you live in?" Lois asked. Laney covered his face.

"He dropped me off at that diner six years ago," Laney replied, "Mom, it's over—."

"It doesn't feel over. You looked like you were gonna throw up when you saw Forrester. What happened?" Lois asked. "Lane, please..."

Laney sat up and took the mask off. "He convinced me that he was the only person that cared about me... That he could be my new family. I spent all my free time in his office. We'd play board games, read books, sometimes he would call me son, and let me sleep in his office...

It wasn't until that day that things started to feel weird. When we were in the car, and he started telling me about my new name, I felt like I was gonna throw up. I did throw up, and I couldn't stop crying... And when you guys came to pick me up from the diner, all I could think about was how much trouble I'd be in if I told the truth," Laney explained.

"You wouldn't have gotten in any trouble... Laney, I knew something was wrong. I did. I just thought you would tell us eventually. Remember that night you couldn't go to sleep, so you woke me up and told me you felt like you were gonna throw up?" Lois asked.

Laney shrugged. "I didn't really feel sick... I was just scared," Laney confessed.

"I know. I knew then. We all sort of knew something was wrong... But then you started school with Conner, and you seemed okay again," Lois whispered.

"Mom?" Laney asked. "Are you gonna tell Dad?"

"I think we should tell him," Lois replied before handing Laney her phone. Laney nodded and called Clark.

"Hi, Lois. I was just about to call you," Clark answered.

"Um, Clark... Something happened a little earlier," Lois whispered. Laney took the hair tie out of his hair and pushed it back.

"My counselor spoke to us at the park today," Laney added.

"That must've been nice—."

"No, babe, listen. He's not talking about his college counselor. He's talking about his counselor from boarding school. Mr. Forrester?" Lois replied.

"Beg your pardon?" Clark asked, a hint of rage coloring his usually cheerful voice. Laney let out a few breaths. "What is he doing in Gotham?"

"I don't know... I just wanted you to know that we saw him," Lois replied, "Where's Conner?"

"He wanted to pick Sammy and Chris up from school," Clark replied, "Lane, I think it's best if you press charges."

"I'll think about it—."

"Think about it? Laney, he kidnapped you—."

"But he never hurt me. I just want to un-say all of this. I just want to pretend it never happened and enjoy the rest of my weekend with Mom," Laney replied, "I saw him... I freaked out, and he probably knows better than to approach me again. It's okay. I'm fine."

[gakupo7]

The truth is there is a scary house. It is a big, red house, with wooden walls, but they're not really made of wood. I'm not quite sure what they are, to tell you the truth. It is really big, I can tell even from far away... I never get close. I know a man that guards it, and I envy him so terribly... But for what? For what? At night I can never sleep, I get nightmares.

I'm walking past the red house again. I don't move my head towards it, I could not do such a thing, I could not have anyone see me; but I also can't take my eyes off of it. They follow it steadily until it's out of my sight, and then I can't do anything else, besides quickly walk away.

I do not mind the way I live my life. It is not an uninteresting one; and I will admit, I do occasionally enjoy my fair share of fun. But I also envy quite a lot. Aside from the guard of the scary house, I also envy the golden people. They always laze about in the honeycombs, high up the vines and the trees, and they live off of dew and honey. And when I pass by beneath them, they're always far too occupied with themselves to even take a look at me, and it just drives me crazy with anger. Sometimes I just wish I could climb up the vines and give them a good scare; but they're too high up, I know it, and I'm all too heavy. The vines would break and it would result in a mess and it would all be my fault, wouldn't it? Not fair, is it? I could never blame them for anything. It would not make sense.

Last week, a friend of mine was executed.

Well, my tooth hurts, again, so I am going to the dentist, if you even care... He's a bad dentist, you know, and he won't help. I won't let him anywhere near my mouth, actually. But I made cakes, and had to share them with someone; the old hut just feels too empty nowadays. Sad, isn't it? He's just a terrible, terrible dentist.

I passed the red house, I passed the jungle with the honeycombs, and now I'm out in the open again, and it feels good. I hate how the jungle smells, it makes my head heavy. It makes my everything feel heavy, and so very small... My every step becomes so unbearably cumbersome in there, I find myself too big for my body, and I just end up seething with anger thinking of the golden people. Now that I'm out in the open again, my head is clearer, and I can think, I can really think. In the distance I can see a giant, but his back is turned on me. He's too far away, anyway... Bless my luck! I can scurry away, like one of those little gray mouses, and I'll find myself within the city in no-time.

The city is big and full of people. I pass by the square, I can't help it; parts of the cobblestone are still red. Really! How useless, those cleaners! I don't envy them one bit.

The dentist's office is full. I try to get in, but his secretary, a thin gray woman, won't let me in.

"I'm busy!" He shouts from the other room. "Try later!"

Along with his shouts I can hear his poor, poor patient, whining in pain and mumbling something, very pitifully.

"Sheesh! As if!" is my loud response. As-if! I would not visit this rathole twice in one day, and I would not stay in it any longer than ten minutes, and I would spend none of those ten minutes simply waiting for that crook to come out and do me the grand honor of eating my delicious cakes. I do have some dignity! So I hand one of the cakes to the secretary, Natalia, and once it's in her hands she grins at me, with all her crooked teeth, and I smile back and almost tip my hat at her, until I realize I am not wearing one, and so then I just leave.

I am still left with nine cakes.

I take one out of my basket and begin unwrapping it, because it is already noon, and I am hungry; and when I pass by the square again, I find there a bunch of children, playfully reenacting last week's event. I want to scold them, but I can't; it is my nerves, you see. My nerves...!

The square and the center of the city in general is always such a lively place, so full of noise and movement and all sorts of different people, including a fair bunch of constables on horses, and when you're right in the heart of it, it can feel impossible to escape. But it's not all that difficult; typically, I just walk in a straightforward manner, and soon enough as well as quite easily, I tend to find myself in streets narrower and narrower, with less and less people. They do begin to feel more and more sketchy, of course; or I, at the very least, find myself more and more anxious. But I prefer it over that colorful sea of noise; I do much prefer it. My nerves, you see! My nerves! I'll have to get used to such places, anyway. I'm thinking of moving.---

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(I will... Continue this... Tomrorow. It is... Nearly... Three A.M!! (" - _ - ) GOODNIGHT!)

[churchyardgrim]

3e ravenloft’s greatest hits: lady edition

ASK AND YE SHALL RECIEVE 

Natalia Vhorishkova

so we know and love the Weathermay-Foxgrove sisters, 5e actually kept them more or less the same, BUT. what 5e neglected to give much detail on was Natalia, and as soon as i read the dread possibilities in Van Richten’s Arsenal i was obsessed. holy shit! fucknasty sadomasochist werewolf lady, locked in a deadly game of cat and mouse with the hunter she seduced and betrayed and who has now made it his life’s goal to hunt her down?? give me 40k words about her right now immediately.

Perseyus Lathenna

holy shit yall, i didn’t even know about this character until i went looking, but she’s? amazing?? a tiny-ass grandma wizard who got the goodness traumatized out of her, and was then inspired to try again years later and ended up reclaiming that drive to help people? a disabled woman who innovates a new method of spellcasting that doesn’t need somatic gestures? a respected scholar who keeps her identity close to her chest, as a way to bypass the systematic inequality of the cultures she’s working in? holy shit i love her. put her in your game so help me god.

Tara Kolyana

listen i know we all love Ireena but 5e did her so so dirty, and 3e for all its faults gave us Tara. homegirl’s parents saw the writing on the wall and got the fuck out of dodge, and it fucking? worked?? she’s free? mostly. mostly free. the narrative tugs and tugs like an undertow but she’s had time to grow now, time to become a wholeass person outside of Barovia, outside of her destiny, and who knows what she could do now? who knows what kind of power she could have if she went back to Barovia as an adult, a full-fledged cleric with a solid sense of her self and her duty.

Ebb

literally who doesn’t love a fuckmassive shadow dragon. she’s fantastic, she’s goth, her best friend is a wizard, what more can i say? 

Lyssa von Zarovich

light of my life, girlboss of my heart, this list would not be complete without Lyssa. Strahd’s direct grandniece by way of the oft-forgotten middle brother Sturm, her goals are simple; reduce Strahd to a fine ash for the crime of piledriving the family’s history and reputation, and do some actually functional governing in Barovia. and she’s a genius! she not only found out about Strahd’s Big Oopsie entirely independently of anyone else in the know, she then looked at what uncle dearest had done and said “yeah i’ll have what he’s having” and fuckign followed through. and then! discovered a way to speedrun vampire power levels via a ghost booty call! and then invented vampire mindflayers, just bc she hadn’t broken enough records that week. 

she’s an excellent foil for Strahd, an ambitious, intelligent, and politically savvy woman who took the vampirism deal (literally the only other character to do so besides Strahd) with the full knowledge of what it entailed; as a means to an end, not an impulsive sacrifice. most of the material she’s got (and even in older editions there isn’t much) positions her as a middle-strength villain, but honestly i want to see her as a lesser-of-many-evils ally.

[beautiful-songbird]

MUAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Annotated Catastrophe

I will load up the mnm cannons!

Synonym Rolls. Just like Grammar used to make.

A Meme I Saw Somewhere Once Upon A Time

Confused yet?

I AM AWAKE! “Seriously friend? I thought you were asleep.” NO I WAS A CATERPILLAR!

Reindeer rEiNdEeR reindeer REINDEER reinDEER REINdeer oh deary, deary me the rain is drearily dripping…

Give me the reins, my dear, the winds are blowing!

No. The reindeer reins over the rain and the reins belong to him.

I can SLIT THIS CLAY POT WITH A SPOON WHY DIDN’T YOU BAKE IT???

“Chill out!” I am chill. Chilled to the bone. It is cold in here. LET ME OUT! *Bangs frantically on the walls and leaves bloody claw marks everywhere and loses a fingernail*

THE DOOR IS UNLOCKED! NO! ON YOUR RIGHT! YOUR OTHER RIGHT! NO NO NO YOUR LEFT NOW! NATALIA IT WAS OPEN THE WHOLE TIME!

Chihuahua? You mean yapping land piranha.

IT WAS NINETY THREE DEGREES IN HERE HOW ON EARTH ARE YOU COLD!?

Ninety seven.

“I hate you.” No you don’t. “Yeah I do.” How? I’m awesome. “Name one way that you’re awesome.” I uhhh… never mind I hate me too.

TARZAN TARZAN TARZAN Please close the door I’m busy dancing “Yeah I agree just seeing your face gives me nightmares” Good. Motivation to leave me alone. *Secretly cries all night.*

*Eats paper* I AM EATING MY WORDS

Oh woe is me the sky is neon magenta and the grass is neon yellow. Kinda nauseating.

I will TWIST YOUR FINGERS OFF AND MAKE YOU EAT THEm or not that’s a little gross.

Parabolas are horrible! *Snickers* A neverending curve of tomatoes *Snickerdoodles a snickers snickerdoodle while doodling a doodley doo doo doo do da daddley doodley daeeEEEYah (fades into a random off key tune)* six times six is twelve and four times two is ZOE STOP CLIMBING ON MY HEAD I CAN’T BREAtHE

Forty nine fifty fifty two fifty three seventy twelve ninety eleventy A THOUSAND GAZILLION PUPPY CATS!

I am POISON IVY and I will itch you to death no I’m just an acorn don’t worry I’m nice okay

OF COURSE HUMMINGBIRDS DO NOT HAVE FEET I AM AN ARCHEOLOGIST SO I KNOW AlL ABOUT HERPETOLOGY SO THIS IS VERY RELEVANT YOU RABID SQUIRREL

…You are a meteorologist on screen, on TV, who studies astrology. And no, pangolins do not have tongues, to answer your question.

What? No. Volcanoes don’t exist. They’re just in movies, silly.

OF COURSE DINOSAURS ARE STILL ALIVE!

Didn’t the alleged big bang happen last year?

No that was the ice age. You should be fired. You are a reporter, cardboard potato masher!

The Collective takes personal offense at your stupidity.

Alright, alright. Let’s get this meeting under control. Darth Vader, may I ask why you brought an alpaca? Show and tell? What is this, kindergarten?

The cat oinks at the gecko. The gecko turns towards it, looking perplexed. The cat eats it while it is hesitating, trying to make sense of the ordeal. The perfect plan.

*raises eyebrow skeptically* I said no more murder.

*the trio of assassins mounted on alpacas glare at him, disappointed, and very sneakily ride off into the sunset with rubber duckies taped to their feet*

*busts into the room* I SWALLOWED A PENNY AND SURVIVED! *duct tapes the door back onto its hinges* SEE? I AM IMMORTAL! *starts choking, turns blue, and collapses*

The more. I present to you, the shabin. It is not shabby. We just use it as a shed. Please do not try to eat the mouse bait.

*a centaur hatches from a chicken egg*

*stares at the ceiling fan in utter fascination* So... swirly...

Swurled muffins!

*A little green bug coughs.* "Er, parson sir, but I was, er, sleeping, you are quite rambunctious, my lad."

*Tears form* N-no... not rambunctious...

*Fades into a quarrel about the pronunciation of 'quarry'*

A MOSQUITO WITH ROLLER SKATES Doing cartwheels around a bottlebrush flower

*Licking driftwood* Yummy algae. It had some pollywogs. Protein.

The scrawny metallic rhino. Like why must they all be pelicans? They look like pitcher plants. Where's the jawbone? Snap their jaw like a popsicle stick.

*A cat walks over*

"Ooh the human isn't petting me there's a leaf LEAF COME HERE GET OVER HERE YOU LEAF HOW DARE YOU YOU HAVE MORTALLY OFFENDED ME ooh hey human can you pet me I want to be petted please pet me NO DON'T TOUCH ME HOW DARE YOU MY FUR IS PRECIOUS AND YOU WILL MAR MY MASTERPIECE uh oh there's that leaf the leaf will kill me we're all doomed"

Dogs have to be annoying. Probably yelling the same thing over and over forty times every time someone walks by.

I'm sorry, I'm just imagining the cacophony of fourty seven flies all politely asking permission to land on you at once and then doing it regardless of the answer.

Mosquitoes are the same with humans. Now I'm imagining them in suits and ties and British accents very politely biting people and then sophisticatedly wiping their stinger things with silk napkins.

"Hello madame, may I please, if you may, have a morsel of sustenance?"

"Kind sir I am in need of your blood so that I may not die"

"Ooh, how very impolite of you to remove my sister from existence. That was an undesirable sight. Now I will do the same exact thing she did."

TAPEWORM SOUP Strawberry sauce Koi fish Graphite *slurpy Noodles*

SQUIRRELS ON POGO STICKS

I'LL SALT MY COLD CHICKEN WITH YOUR TEARS!

I'll use your fear to attract the coyotes.

And I'll grind their teeth on top like pepper.

I'll pour your bile into a waffle maker.

[madhare0512]

Ships I Write For:

- Marvel

FitzSimmons

The Scientists and the Spies (Leopold Fitz/Jemma Simmons/Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff)

Lance Hunter/Leopold Fitz

Huntingbird

Clintasha

Hulkeye

StaticQuake

Daisy Johnson/Piper

Daisy Johnson/Piper/Lincoln Campbell

Melinda May/Phil Coulson

Mack Mackenzis/Elena "Yo-Yo" Rodriguez

Foggy Nelson/Matt Murdock

Wilson Fisk/James Wesley

Luke Cage/Danny Rand

Danny Rand/Spiderman (Ultimate Spiderman only)

IronHawk

Technobow

Stony

Cherik

Armando Muñoz/Alex Summer

Nightsilver

Scott/Jean

Danielle Moonstar/Rayne Sinclair/Illyana Rasputin/Sam Guthrie/Roberto de Costa

Raven/Hank

Wandavision

Peter/Ned/MJ

Carol Danvers/Maria

Symbrock

Bucky Barnes/Sam Wilson

Loki/Mobius

Kate Bishop/Yelena Belova

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- DC

Birdflash

Malcolm West | Herald/Joey Wilson | Jericho (Teen Titans only)

Rachel Roth | Raven/Garfield Logan | Beast Boy

Coldflash

Superflarrow

Vibeflash

Atomwave

Coldatom

Flashatom

Coldwaveatomflash

Goldenvibe

Toliver

Hawkmates

Killerwave

Winnara

Scholsen

Atomblazer

Coldatomwave

Atomfrostwave

Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle

Harley Quinn/Poison Ivy

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- NCIS

Tony DiNozzo/Jimmy Palmer

Tony DiNozzo/Nick Torres/Jimmy Palmer

Nick Torres/Jimmy Palmer

Sam Hanna/G Callen

G Callen/Eric Beale

Kensi Blye/Marty Deeks

Poly!Agents (Callen/Sam/Kensi/Deeks/Eric/Nell)

Nell/Nate

Tim/Abby/Delilah

Bishop/Kasie

Gibbs/Jack Sloan

Sam/Michelle

Jessai (Jesse Boone/Kai Holman)

Pride/Chris/Sebastian

Lucy/Kate

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- Criminal Minds

Hotch/Hailey

Tara/Emily

Jemily

MoReid

Micphet (Prophet/Mick Rawson)

Sam Cooper/Prophet/Mick Rawson

JJ/Will

Luke/Penelope

Rossi/Erin

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- Harry Potter

Wolfstar

Jegulus

Jeguiliy

Jacob Kowalski/Newt Scamander

Fred Weasley/Harry Potter/George Weasley

Ron Weasley/Harry Potter

Hermione Granger/Harry Potter

Hermione/Ron/Harry

Harry/Luna

Luna/Ginny

Ginny/Harry

~

- Maze Runner

Newtmas

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- Doctor Who

Rose/Nine

Martha/Ten

Clara/Eleven

Rose/Nine/Jack Harkness

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- Supernatural

Destiel

Sabriel

Crowly/Bobby

Bobby/Balthazar

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- Star Wars

Skysolo

Stormpilot

Jedistormpilot

Obi-Wan/Anakin

Obi-Wan/Anakin/Padme

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- Star Trek

Chulu

McSpirk

Spirk

McKirk

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- Merlin

Merther

Morgana/Gwen

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- Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

Hollowheart

Floatingfire

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- Lord of the Rings/Hobbit

Aralas

Frodo Baggins/Samwise Gamgee

Meriadoc Brandybuck/Peregrin Took

Frodo/Samwise/Merry/Pippin

Bagginshield

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- Dark Matter

OneThree

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- Power Rangers (full list in the pr blog)

Jake Holling/Noah Carver

Brody Romero/Preston Tien

Hayley Foster/Calvin Maxwell

Tyler Navarro/Riley Griffen

Jayden Shiba/Antonio Garcia

Mike/Kevin

Devon Daniels/Ravi Shaw/Zoey Reeves/Nate Silva

Devon Daniels/Nate Silva

Casey Rhodes/RJ

Vida Rocca/Xander Blye/Chip Thorn

Nick Russell/Chip Thorn

Jack Landors/Syd Drew/Sky Tate/Z Delgado/Bridge Carson

Jack Landors/Bridge Carson

Will Aston/Mackenzie Hartford

Ronny Robinson/Rose Ortiz

Scott Truman/Summer Landsdown/Dillon/Fynn McAllistair/Ziggy Grover

Dillon/Ziggy Grover

Scott Truman/Flynn McAllistair

Shane Clarke/Dustin Brooks

Zayto/Ollie Akana

Zayto/Ollie Akana/Javi Garcia

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- Hawai'i Five-0

McDanno

Max Bergman/Jerry Ortega

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- Shadowhunters

Jimon

Alec Lightwood/Simon Lewis

Jace Herondale/Clary Fray/Simon Lewis

Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood/Simon Lewis

Malec

Clizzy

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- Umbrella Academy

Dave/Klaus Hargreeves

Eudora Patch/Diego Hargreeves

~

- Flashpoint

Julianna Callaghan/Sam Braddock

Lewis Young/Spike Scarlatti

Sam Braddock/Spike Scarlatti

Sam/Spike/Lew/Donna/Winnie/Jules

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- Teen Wolf

Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Allison/Scott

Erica/Boyd

Danny/Ethan

Lydia/Jackson/Aiden

Lydia/Stiles

~

- Grimm

Monroe/Rosalee Calvert/Nick Burkhardt

Nickroe

Adalind/Juliette

Roddy Geiger/Carter Brimey

Renard/Wu

Wu/Hank

~

- White Collar

Peter Burke/Neal Caffrey

Peter/Elizabeth

Peter/Elizabeth/Neal

~

- CSI

Horatio Caine/Eric Delko

Caine/Eric/Speedle

Calleigh/Ryan Wolfe/Natalia

~

- 9-1-1/Lone Star

Tarlos

Russley

Owen/Michelle

Bobby/Athena

Hen/Karen

Chimney/Maddie

Marjan/Paul

Mateo/Nancy

Nancy/Marjan

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- One Chicago

Kelly Severide/Matthew Casey

Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz/Jay Halstead

Will Halstead/Connor Rhodes

Will Halstead/Natalie Manning/Connor Rhodes

Will Halstead/Justin Lieu/Connor Rhodes

Gabby/Shay

Darren/Blake

Mouch/Trudy

Herrmann/Cindy

Boden/Donna

Cruz/Chloe

Antonio/Peter Stone

Antonio/Voight

Sarah/Noah/Joey

Crockett/Ethan

Ethan/April

April/Maggie

~

- Mission Impossible

Ethan/Will

Jane/Bengi

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- Sherlock

Johnlock

Greg Lestrade/Mycroft Holmes

~

- House

House/Chase

House/Wilson

Wilson/Chase

House/Wilson/Chase

Foreman/Thirteen

~

- Ghost Whisperer

Melinda/Jim

Melinda/Rick

Melinda/Rick/Eli

~

- Baby Driver

Darling/Buddy/Baby

~

- Bull

Danny/Cable

Bull/Benny

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- Julie and the Phantoms

Luke/Julie

Luke/Reggie/Alex

Luke/Alex

Julie/Flynn

Julie/Carrie

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-TMNT

Leo/Usagi (2003 only)

Leo/Karai (2003 only)

Raph/Traximus

Raph/Casey Jones

Don/Usagi (2003 only)

Don/Leatherhead

Mikey/Mondo Gecko

Mikey/Renet

Splinter/Tang Shen (2012 only)

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I do not write incest of any kind, I do not write abuse unless by my own ideas, I do not write manipulation unless by my own ideas

If you have a question about a ship you don't see up here and want me to write, you're welcome to DM/IM me.

Thank you!

[gregorygerwitz]

Me: I have original ships. I don’t ship the same thing over and over. Every ship is unique and special.

Mouse, when Jay decides to move in with Erin: …yeah, I’m gonna leave Chicago.

Eddie, when Buck talks about a meaningful relationship with Natalia: …I’m gonna go to Texas

Me: …………everything I’ve ever shipped is exactly the same

[woso-dreamzzz]

https://www.tumblr.com/woso-dreamzzz/744965936548888576/httpswwwtumblrcomwoso-dreamzzz74478609411198

hamster? gerbil? mouse? snake??

No to all of them.

I don't think Natalia would let a snake into the house 😂

[primroseprime2019]

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Thanks for the invite, @talesofsorrowandofruin

This is from Transcendants: Skyfall

Words: distance, defeat, double, declare and dislike.

Distance: “Magnus?” Natalia said gently as she walked over to him. The boy had been keeping his distance as of late and it worried everyone. Magnus’ tail curled up and he sniffled.

Defeat: Matthew grumbled as he walked down the hallway. He stopped in front of a door and he saw Ahmanet chained up and he glanced at the large syringes of mercury. He looked at her and she glared at him. “You will know defeat, Transcendant,” she snarled. He huffed, “the day I know that is the day I die.”

Double: “How are we supposed to find the Golden Lion Statue?” Sylvia huffed, “I mean, what, do we just bathe in the River Nile?” Adora rolled her eyes, “no. We double checked the waters and we still have no clue where the Lion statue is. It might be connected to finding Set’s Stone.” “Good luck with that,” Ophelia grumbled.

Declare: “A god who doesn’t care is useless,” Paige growled as she glared up at Zeus. Poseidon hid a wince as his brother growled and he stood to his feet. “Watch your tongue lest I rip it out,” he snarled. Paige narrowed her eyes coldly, “you could declare war upon Transcendants and you know they’ll fight back… but you won’t.”

Dislike: The Constellation Squad were in the Starlit Mountains. They stood in front of a large cave entrance. The only problem was… that there was no entrance. “How are we supposed to find Stella’s Ark if we don’t know where it is?” Damien huffed. Val looked around before she walked over to the side of the entrance and her eyes glinted golden. The others jumped in surprise and a large boulder rolled out of the way, revealing the entrance. Torches came to life and everyone stared at them in surprise. Rocco, Damien’s Furret companion, shuddered. “I’m starting to dislike these mountains.”

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