#noah reed x reader

[inmydr3amz]

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✦ synopsis: in which you're noah's favourite distraction

⟡ content warnings: none just fluff!

✦ word count: 572

✮⋆ a/n: i wrote this instead of paying attention to physics. also i added some decor to his treehouse that wasn't actually in the movie bc i can. also @cxmryns4rchive saw this first ⋆✮

Noah's treehouse is your favourite hideout on the entire Vineyard—the island or his mother's. It's so him—it's got his personality in every corner.

The telescope by the window. The desk with his typewriter he writes all his articles on. The notebook and loose pages of short stories and abandoned articles thrown around on the table. His backpack, his baseball cap, his bat, his ball. The posters upon posters on every wall. The pictures of all his friends. The pictures of you. The bookshelf full of books. The beanbag. The blackboard he writes all his story ideas and leads on and that he lets you—and only you—draw little faces and doodles on. And the couch across from his desk at the opposite end of the room where you and Noah are sitting.

He's laying on the sofa, head on the armrest. You're on his lap, straddling his waist, and he's got his knees drawn up for you to rest your back on. You're holding his hands, tugging them around and playing with them as he caresses the backs of your hands with his thumbs.

He's in his baseball uniform. You love seeing him in it because god he looks good in red.

"Don't you have to leave for your game soon?" you ask, fiddling with his fingers.

He shrugs. "Don't worry about that."

You bite back a smile and tilt your head. "Noah," you scold.

"Y/NNNNN," he mocks.

You narrow your eyes, tonguing the inside of your cheek. For someone on the baseball team who loves the sport so much, he sure likes to find excuses to not go to his own games.

You're about to chastise him a little more when he tightens his grip on your hands and pulls you down into his chest. You yelp, pressing your intertwined hands into the armrest on either side of his head to stabilize yourself.

"Noah!" you shriek.

He laughs, nudges his nose against yours. "You know, I think we should just make out now."

You make a face of faux-annoyance. "Oh, you do, huh?"

He cuts off your grumbling by lifting his head and pressing his lips to yours. You smile into the kiss because fuck if he doesn't melt all your defenses.

"Mmmf—" You try and pull back to speak, to nag him about his game a little more, but he follows your head up and keeps his mouth firmly against yours.

Oh, well. Fuck his game. Making out is a good enough workout for you.

It's a couple more minutes of his mouth on yours and pure bliss before his mom starts calling for him. He doesn't answer. Maybe he didn't hear her?

She calls one more time. Two, three, four—ok, now he's just ignoring her.

"Noah—" you try.

"No," he says tightly, keeping his lips securely against yours. He sits up, a hand going to the small of your back as he slowly guides you to lay down—

"Noah, you're going to be late for your game! Get down now!" his mom yells again.

He groans and throws his head back, finally detaching his mouth from yours. "Fineeee!" he whines. When he turns back to you, he's pouting.

You laugh. "I told you."

He rolls his eyes, the hand still holding yours playing with yours fingers. "Whatever. You'll come and cheer me on, right?"

"Of course, I will."

He smiles and pecks your cheek.

[rkay07]

School Girl in Curls

Modern AU!Jay Schlatt x fem!reader

<Part 3 of 3>

(This is after a few months of dating)

This is going to be a little bit after you guys start dating

He would definitely get flowers for your mom the first time they meet

Take you too the skate park often to teach you how to not fall on your butt

Going on double dates with Reed and Noah and hanging out with her more than Jay

Reed giving you surprisingly good relationship advice

Studying with Jay and getting only a little bit done

You're talking in the hallway with a guy from your class, asking you about something about the class, only for Jay to come and shoo him away

He's protective but not overprotective you know

Honestly Ted and Charlie would definitely try to hit on you but only because they think it's funny but Jay telling them to back off, ooh, he would get so defensive about you

Jay always has a hand on you, on your back, on your leg, holding your hand, it would be so cute <3

He would definitely be strong enough to pick you up like it's nothing so he would pick you up randomly like in the gym, when you're walking home with him, or when you're standing doing nothing in the hallway

That was short :l

anyways <3

[tw-anchor]

Cast

Anchor

Stiles Stilinski x Original Character (Reader)

Story Masterlist

Starring...

KAYLEE BRYANT as OLIVIA MARTIN

DYLAN O’BRIEN as STILES STILINSKI

Featuring...

Tyler Posey || Scott McCall Crystal Reed || Allison Argent Tyler Hoechlin || Derek Hale Holland Roden || Lydia Martin Colton Haynes || Jackson Whittemore Daniel Sharman || Isaac Lahey Gage Golightly || Erica Reyes Sinqua Walls || Vernon Boyd Adelaide Kane || Cora Hale Max Carver || Aiden Steiner Charlie Carver || Ethan Steiner Arden Cho || Kira Yukimura Shelley Hennig || Malia Tate Dylan Sprayberry || Liam Dunbar Ryan Kelley || Jordan Parrish Cody Christian || Theo Raeken Ian Bohen || Peter Hale Seth Gilliam || Alan Deaton Melissa Ponzio || Melissa McCall Linden Ashby || Noah Stilinski Jr Bourne || Chris Argent Susan Walters || Natalie Martin Bryce Dallas Howard || Grace Martin

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[lousimusician]

Losing Innocence -- Chapter 6

Pairing: Mob!Tom x Reader

Summary: It was astounding how much you didn't know about your best friend, and how much her past could affect your future.

Warning: Language

A/N: It's finally written. After like 6 months I finally finished it. I'm changing the pace a little bit of the story, so certain things may seem a little rushed but I gotta get into the plot now or I never will. I hope you enjoy this chapter.

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Tom pushed the door open and raised his gun.

But the sight before him made him scoff and quickly lower it. "What the fuck are you doing in here Belle?"

Belle was sat at Tom's desk, head buried in some files. She raised her head and looked up, rolling her eyes at the sight of his gun. "Nothing, I just wanted to see if there was anything I missed these last three years. I can't believe that bitch Victoria actually had the balls to take over her dad's mob."

"Yeah it was a shock to all of us." Tom rolled his eyes. "Now get the fuck out of here."

"Fine." Belle said, placing the folder back on his desk and standing up. She tossed him a key. "Y'know keeping the key to your office under that same stupid plant you have for years makes it really easy to find. You might want to move it." She said snarkily.

Approaching Tom, Belle scrunched up her face. "Ew, have you been drinking? You smell awful."

"Insulting me after I kindly saved your arse?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Whatever." Belle scoffed. "But on a more serious note. Why the fuck is (Y/N)'s last name in one of those files."

"...What?" Tom asked suddenly feeling sober. "Which file?"

Belle stalked back to his desk, lifted a file and opened it to a certain page. "Right here it says, 'He's often spotted at (L/N)'s bar."

"I'm gonna need a little more context than that sweetheart. Give me the file."

Belle rolled her eyes, handing the folder to him.

Tom's eyes scanned the page.

'Noah Wright worked under William Taylor for 10 years before retiring, he's often spotted at (L/N)'s bar, which the location of is still undisclosed.'

Tom looked up, "Either this is a coincidence or there's more to your friend that you don't know."

"Tom~" A voice sung from outside his office, making him turn and quickly spot the girl he brought home. "It's lonely in your room." She pouted.

Tom rolled his eyes. "Get the fuck out, I need to go back to work."

An offended look covered the woman's face. "Fine." She scoffed, before quickly leaving.

Belle raised her eyebrow. "Really? A stripper?"

"Yeah and?"

She shook her head. "You seriously haven't changed a bit."

"Shut up and go get your friend. I need to ask her about this. I'm calling Harrison over."

"I'll try but that's easier said than done." She grumbled before leaving the room.

Tom picked up the phone and rang Harrison who immediately answered. "Tom this better not be you drunk dialing me-"

"Shut up, somethings come up, get your arse over here." He said hanging up. Tom sat down behind his desk and picked up the file again. He read the page over and over again as he wracked his brain for the name Noah Wright but it didn't ring a bell.

'Wright is also spotted with Oliver Reed who still works with Taylor.'

Now that name rang a bell.

"Oliver fucking Reed." He repeated in disbelief.

"Damn, I was hoping I'd never hear that name again." Harrison said showing up in the doorway.

"Took you long enough. Read this." He said holding the file out.

Harrison walked over and grabbed it from him, quickly reading the file. He raised an eyebrow after he finished and looked back up at Tom. "And?"

"And Belle's friend. Her last name is (L/N)."

Harrison looked taken aback. "What's her connection to this bar then?"

"No idea. Belle has been trying to get her down here for the past ten minutes."

"You don't know? I would've thought doing a background check on this girl was going to be the first thing you did." He said dropping the file back on the desk. 

"I was actually planning on doing it tomorrow, I thought figuring out where Taylor was was a bit more important."

"Let go of me!" Someone yelled from outside the office, before Belle quickly walked in with you trailing behind her.

"I'm sorry, I tried to be nice about it but you refused." Belle yelled back.

You stood in the office with the others, Belle still grabbing your wrist. "We��just want to ask a few questions. We found something strange." 

You stood in front of Tom and Harrison in a pair of sweatpants and a tank top. You looked like hell but you couldn't care less. "Fine. Just let go." You grumbled, pulling away from her grasp, you turned to Tom. "What do you need to know?"

"Do you have any relatives that own a bar by any chance?" Tom asked.

You furrowed your eyebrows. "Uh, yeah. My uncle owns an underground bar."

"Your uncle?"

"Y-yeah. I haven't seen him in years though."

Tom had a calculating look as he thought. "I usually know these kinds of things but is he related to any mob activity?"

"N-not directly I think. He just owned a bar that a lot of criminals hung out at but he was never involved in anything like that."

"Have you ever been to this bar?" Harrison asked this time. 

You bit your lip with a guilty look. You knew this was going to come back and bite you in the ass. 

Tom observed how guilty you looked. "You have, haven't you? And you've been there more than once too."

Belle looked at you surprised. "You used to hang out there? With a bunch of criminals?"

You sighed exasperated. "Jesus you people act like a bunch of detectives. But, fine, yes I used to go there a lot but I didn't used to hang out with criminals." You said shooting a glare at Belle. "After my mom left me and my dad when I was 17 I was just so mad at my mom for leaving and my dad for not trying to stop her that I turned to the only other adult I knew, which was my uncle. I used to go to his bar and hang out with him, I even worked there for a while too."

"Holy shit." Both Tom and Harrison muttered. Something seemed to click in their heads at the same time. Harrison looked at Tom with wide eyes, Tom having the same expression, an excited feeling bubbling in his chest figuring out a lead this early, and suddenly realizing bringing you here wasn't a huge mistake.

"Wright still talks to Reed-" Tom said, getting cut off by Harrison.

"And Reed is still in Taylor's mob-" Harrison continued, getting cut off by Belle this time.

"Oh my God! And Wright still hangs out at the bar!" All three heads suddenly turned towards you.

Tom's gaze pierced right through you. "You're taking us to that bar."

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[magnolopsida]

To protect you (part 3)

Infos :

Connor x fem!reader

words : 2,3k 

Summary :

After the visit of Gavin at your home, you decided to explain your past about androids to Connor. He helps you to feel better and you finally go to sleep - a new day start, and you will have to find the drug dealer who still want to kill you. 

Notes : This third part is done ! :D Thanks again for all the lovely messages, I hope you will all like this new part ! (As usual, tell me if you see some mistakes, if you want me to correct them :))

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Part 1

Part 2

Part 4

Part 5

Part 3

The next morning, you woke up with the rising sun on your face - with your usual insomnia, you didn't think to close shutters often and it woke you up early. Getting up from the bed to sit on the edge, you noticed Connor, who was behind the window, his eyes fixing the outside. Without a word, you got up and joined him, ignoring his gaze as you started to look at the buildings out there.

"How was your sleep, (Y/n) ?" he finally asked after a moment of silence.

"It was as great as it could be, thanks for you concern, Connor." you replied with a lazy smile - even if it was really early in the morning, the presence of the android made it feel like a sunday morning, with hot chocolate and sweet words.  

"Was it always so hard for you to sleep ?"

"As long as I can remember, yes."

You observed the buildings and the gray sky for some minutes before going back to Connor - he looked so peaceful like this, like everything was ok, like a drug dealer wasn't after you to kill you.

"Your voice is very lovely when you sing, you know."

"As an android, it wasn't really difficult, actually." he replied.

You bit your lip and put your hand on his arm, looking right at him. You hated to hear androids, to hear him talking like he was nothing, like everything he could do was something normal - and, okay, maybe it was, but...

"You're so much more than jut an android, Connor." you assured. "Don't let humans tell you otherwise."

You couldn't take your eyes off him, his LED shining in a bright yellow for some seconds. Finally you stepped back, scared to make him uncomfortable with your touch - you weren't used to any contact, and especially with an android, and you didn't know how he could react.

"Why..."

He stopped his sentence, and his brows furrowed - it looked like he couldn't comprehend the situation, unable to even ask the question, like he was scared of the answer he could get.

"Yes ?"

"Why are you always so... kind with everyone, regardless of what they are ? Other humans, they are... scared, if not hateful."

"I already told you about Noah, Connor..."

"I know ! But...I just..."

He looked so lost like this, his hands restless with nervous tics, that you wanted to grab his arm again, but you didn't do anything, still unsure. You still felt the ache in your heart when you saw the confused sparkle in his eyes, and it made you wonder how CyberLife could make them like this, so human but with no emotions, when it was obvious that they felt something deep inside them - humans thought they could play gods, and Connor was the sad result of this. You wanted to say how sorry you were, but he couldn't understand, because none of this was really your fault, after all.

"We should go, now, we have a lot of work to do." you said finally - it was better than feeling sorry for himself, and for your life definitely too lonely.

You smiled again at him and you decided to go take a shower, trying to ignore the weight on your heart and shoulders.

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"So, is there something new about this Gilford guy ?" you asked at Hank, looking at all the evidence pinned on a cork board.  

The office was noisy this morning, and a lot of police officers were here with coffees and reports to finish, speaking too loud for you. You frowned a little, trying to forget about all of them, and especially Gavin at his desk to focus on Hank and Connor.

"Nothing." the lieutenant Anderson replied - he looked really annoyed at this - after all, this Red ice dealer wanted his partner dead, and he wasn't really happy about this.

"Maybe we should visit his old stash to see if he decided to have some rest there ?" you proposed.

"I don't think he is this stupid."

"Mmh... but we don't have a lot of other options... and-"

"(Y/n)." Hank called suddenly, making you turn to him.

"Yes ?"

"Connor told me about Reed, yesterday. Are you okay ?"

You glanced at the android without a word - why did he have to talk about it to the lieutenant ? You would have preferred to forget this meeting at the foot of your door.

"Obviously, I'm fine. He was just as annoying as usual, nothing I couldn't handle."

"But Connor told me he had to use force to make him leave. And that he knew... personal stuff about you."

You refused to look at him, totally focused on the cork board. You knew that Connor didn't share any personal information but you didn't want Hank to know about this conflict because he was so worried about you - he should focus on himself instead.

"I'm fine. Let's go back to work."

Even if the lieutenant didn't look really satisfied with your answer, he didn't say anything and started to look at old reports about the case of Gilford, the drug dealer.

"So, as I said, we should return to the place Gilford used to live before we capture him. After all, I finished this case months ago, and Connor wasn't with us at this moment - his android habilities could be useful to see something we haven't at the first visit.

"I didn't think about this... you're right, we should give it a try." Hank accepted. "Let's go".

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The place where the drug dealer Gilford used to meet his "customers" was really miserable. It was on the other side of Detroit, and the streets were disgusting, gray and dirty, used water giving a foul smell around. Frowning at the smell coming from bins that hadn't been picked up for weeks, you headed to a small door hidden in a little street. Putting a finger on your mouth, you pointed the padlock placed by the police months ago, who was now on the ground, cut by a really big tool, like a pliers.

"It seems that we aren't the only ones with the idea to come here." you whispered, before grabbing your gun.

Hank and Connor did the same and the lieutenant decided to enter first, pushing the door with a frown when she began to squeak. You followed them without a word, looking everywhere, waiting for something or someone like Gilford to jump on you to kill you, but the nasty appartment was quiet - too quiet for you.

The three of you explored each room to find someone, but there was nothing, only the old yellow police strips on the ground. Pointing the stairs, you headed to them in first this time, your hand tightening too much on your gun - it was always like that in this sort of situations, always scared to find someone who will try to kill you or your partners, and it stressed the fuck out of you.

Just arrived on the first floor, you heard a muffled sound behind a door and you froze, before looking at Hank and Connor. The lieutenant sneaked in front of you, counted to three and opened the door with a big noise, and you all slipped inside. A gunshot made you jump and you stared at Hank who just missed someone escaping through the window. Connor was already heading to the window to followGilford but Hank stopped him with an arm on his shoulder.

"Don't. If you follow him, he's going to wait for you in a alley and kill you."

"But I don't really die, I can-"

"You would lose too much informations and data for this case, we can not afford it. And you know... how seeing you dead makes us feel. So, yeah, just... don't. Not this time."

Connor looked at the lieutenant, his LED a bright yellow while he tried to process this words - even though he can be replaced and he couldn't feel physical pain, it seemed that the two humans he worked with couldn't handle to see him die - he couldn't understand and in the same time, it was... incredibly kind of them.

Going back to you, they noticed that you weren't listening at all, entirely focused on something in the corner of the disgusting bedroom.

"What the- " Hank started with wide eyes, taking a step towards you.

"Stop ! You scare her !" you said without loking at him.

Hank and Connor looked in awe the curled form in a dark corner behind the only bed of the room. They could see a LED, a bright blue glowing and the next second, the RK 800 got his gun in hand and was ready to shot the obviously deviant.

"What the hell are you doing ?!" you screamed back at him when you saw the one in the corner starting to shake.

"It's a deviant !" he said. "My mission is to destroy them!"

"You're not going to do anything to her, dammit ! What is wrong with you?!"

The question made him froze and he finally lowered his gun, trying to understand why the betrayed tone of your voice made him feel like - like he fucked up. He didn't want to hear this from you - he wanted you to smile to him, not...not this.

Going back to the deviant, you smiled and you put your hand toward her, waiting for her to catch it.

"It's fine." you assured with a reassuring smile. "You're safe now, I promise."

"Is...is he going to come back again ?" a really low voice asked.

"I won't let that happen."

After what seemed like hours, the deviant decided to grab your hand, and you gently attracted her to you - it was an android child, a girl with big green eyes and wild brown hair, and god, you could definitely guess what the bastard was doing to her minutes before.

"Oh my-... Connor, give me your jacket, please."

The android slid the fabric in your hand and you wrapped the child in it immediately.

"I'm going to carry you now, is that okay?" you asked.

Without a word, she nodded and you grabbed her behind her knees, lifting her without any effort to place her in your arms.

"What's your name, dear ?"

"Nina."

"Okay Nina, I’m (Y/n). You're going to come with me at home and-"

"Wait, (Y/n)." Hank cut, a slight frown on his face. "You can't- you know you can't bring her to your home like this, we have to go to the station and ask her questions about Gilford."

You grinned you teeth, and stopped yourself before telling Hank how bad he was at parenting - it was the last thing to say to him, really, especially after his son Cole - and replied instead :

"Look at her for a minute, Hank. Do you thing she can really help us like this ? I will let her take a shower, and be safe at home. We will ask questions tomorrow and I will handle the captain later, ok ? We aren't- I'm not a monster. This girl need some rest."

"She don't. She is-" the RK800 started.

"Don't finish this sentence Connor, please. How can you say something like this ?! You two are the same !"

"We're not ! I'm not a deviant !"

"So what ? You want me to act like any other human ? To hit her ? To act like you're nothing ?!"

Hank looked at you and Connor - he hated to see you being angry like this, and especially at the apparently no-emotions-android who seemed hurt, his LED a bright yellow, his hands trembling slightly, almost unnoticeable. And sadly you didn't, too upset at him, who was on the verge of becoming a deviant, right here.

Finally, a sigh escaped your lips and you tightened your grip on Tina wrapped in Connor's jacket, and at this view, the android seemed to relax a little bit, his eyes bending down to the floor.

"You're right. I'm- I'm sorry."

'I'm sorry to be like this.' That was what Hank heard deep inside him, and he can't help but hide a smile. Their Connor was screaming that he wasn't a deviant, but... at this point, it was probably just a matter of time, you two just had to realize it.

"Alright Nina, you're going to go home with me, ok ?"

The little girl nodded and you smiled at her fondly. Connor totally noticed, bringing back memories of this morning - he was the one you smiled at like this some hours ago, and he wanted to have this again. More than everything else.

"I'm coming with you."

"Are you sure ?" you asked with a raised brow.

"I still need to protect you, (Y/n). Ad maybe you will need help with the devi- with Nina." he corrected.

You can't help but smile at this and looked at Hank.

"I will handle the chief, okay ? You should go home now."

Your smile widened at this and you approached him to place a light kiss on his cheek, making him mumble in his beard.

"Thank you!"

With a last look at the appartment, you all decided to go back to the car and at your home - you needed to take care of Nina. 

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This third part is done ! :) I hope y’all liked it, see you soon for the fourth part ! (with more fluff with Connor, more annoying Gavin and some cute stuff with nina :))

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[gamesofmuggles]

Masterlist #1

Hello, hello, here is our masterlist. Don’t worry we are still working on new stuff and finishing old ones. We will do a second masterlist with the new post, until then mischief managed.

Ship:

Ship 1: Athelstan

Ship 2 : Ivar

Ship 3 : Folki

Ship 4 : Bjorn

Ship 5 : Ubbe & Tommen 

Ship 6 : Porrun 

Ship 7 : Bjorn 

Ship 8 : Rollo   

Ship 9 : Ivar 

Ship 10 : Margaery & Ragnar

Ship 11: Jesus & Hvitserk 

Ship 12 : Oberyn & Sigurd 

Ship 13 : Gendry 

Ship 14 : Hvitserk & Abraham 

Ship 15 : Ubbe / George Weasley / Jonas

Ship 16 : Floki / Podrick

Ship 17 : Jon Snow / Chris 

Ship 18 : Bill Weasley

Ship 19 : Ron Weasley / Athelstan

Ship 20 : Jojen Reed / Ubbe / Charlie Weasley 

Ship 21 : Ivar 

Ship 22: Obi Wan / Young Ned Stark 

Ship 23 : Anakin Skywalker / Trystane Martell 

Ship 24 : Chris (Skins) / Arthur Shelby 

Ship 25 : Rollo 

Ship 26 : Theon Greyjoy / Young Sirius Black 

ShIp 27 : Robb Stark 

Ship 28 : Jonas Noah Vasquez / Tommen Baratheon 

Ship 29 : Young Ted Lupin / William Magnusson

Ship 30 : Ragnar and Rollo 

Ship 31 : Bjorn Lothbork / Magnus Fossbaken

Ship 32 : Chris Schistad / Draco Malfoy / Gendry 

Ship 33 : Newt Scamander / Sigurd / Jon snow

Ship 34 : Sam Tarly / Luke Skywalker 

Ship 35 : Barry Allen / Naomi Campbell 

Ship 36 : Richard Hardbeck / Finn Shelby 

Ship 37 : John Shelby 

Ship 38 : Floki / Alfie Solomons / Bronn 

Ship 39 : Daario / Athelstan 

Ship 40 : Neville Longbottom / Poe Dameron / JJ 

Ship 41 : Han Solo / Alo

Ship 42 : Halfdan / Young James Potter

Ship 43 : William / Ivar

Ship 44 : Freddie / Oliver Wood

Ship 45 : Stiles Stilinski / Finn Collins / Nick

Ship 46 : Khal Drogo / Thomas Shelby / Ubbe

Ship 47 : Hvitserk

Ship 48 : Michael Gray / Seamus Finnegan / Chris Miles

Ship 49 : Joffrey Baratheon / Rollo

Ship 50 : James Cook / Young Remus Lupin

Ship 51 : Cassian

Ship 52 : Young Ragnar / George Weasley

Ship 52bis (oops) : Daenerys Targaryen / Theon Greyjoy

Ship 53 : Peeta Mellark / Arthur Shelby

Ship 54 : Bronn / Ginny Weasley

Ship 55 : Young Robert Baratheon / Obiwan Kenobi

Ship 56 : Jon Snow / Torstein

Ship 57 : Regulus Black

Ship 58 : Harry Potter / Gendry Baratheon

Ship 59 : Sirius Black

Ship 60 : Michael Gray

Dating would include :

Dating the Ragnarssons 

Dating the sensates 

Dating the stark children 

Dating Jaime Lannister

Dating the bad guys of game of thrones

Dating Harry Potter girls 

Dating Halfdan or Harald 

Dating the Skam boys

Dating the Shelby siblings

Underrated appreciation post :

post #1 post #2 post #3 GOT EDITION  post #4 HP EDITION

Imagine / Headcanon :

Vikings :

Hvitserk child : part 1   part 2

Ubbe : in a relationship 

Hvitserk : in a relationship 

Sigurd in a relationship 

Ivar in a relationship 

Bjorn : the new vikings princess : PART 1 PART 2 

Harald being his wife 

Harald Finehair as a father 

Halfdan being his wife 

Ivar x Hvitser x Reader : Killing our own blood

Being Harald/Halfdan niece and dating Ivar

Game of Thrones :

Being Theon wife

Harry Potter :

James Potter : part 1, part 2

Sherlock :

Moriarty : One dance

Hunger Games:

Cato : Love you ‘till your father’s home

Sorted into :

Sorted into Got : part 1, part 2

Sorted into Vikings

Prompt:

Prompt list

Prompt 1 : Ice and Fire - Bran Stark

Prompt 2 : Not a doctor - Sherlock Holmes

Prompt 3 : I’m not interested, nerd - Jasper Jordan

Prompt 4 : Could be worse? - John Murphy

Prompt 5 : Now we're quits - Ramsey Bolton

Prompt 6 : The back door - Logan

Prompt 7 : Nobody ask you to be fearless- Robb Stark 

Prompt 8 : If not now - George Weasley

Fanfiction:

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Characters Tags Masterlist Part 2

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Part 1 of this masterlist

Final Fantasy VII

Zack Fair, Cloud Strife, Tifa Lockhart, Aerith Gainsborough, Reno Sinclair, Yuffie Kisaragi, Denzel, Vincent Valentine, Sephiroth, Genesis Rhapsodos, Barret Wallace, Biggs, Jessie Rasberry, Leslie Kyle, Tseng

Paper Towns

Quentin Jacobsen, Ben Starling, Radar, Margo Roth Spiegelman

Glee

Glee Club

Rachel Berry, Finn Hudson, Kurt Hummel, Will Schuester, Noah Puckerman, Quinn Fabrey, Santana Lopez, Brittany S. Pierce, Tina Cohen-Chang, Mike Chang, Blaine Anderson, Mercedes Jones,  Artie Abrams, Sebastian Smythe, Rory Flanagan, Sam Evans

New Girl

Schmidt, Winston Bishop, Nick Miller

Final Fantasy X

Tidus, Auron, Yuna, Rikku

Back to the Future

Marty McFly, George McFly, Lorraine MccFly, Jennifer Parker, Biff Tannen

Misfits

Nathan Young, Kelly Bailey, Simon Bellamy, Curtis Donovan, Alisha Daniels

Death Note

L Lawliet, Light Yagami, Mihael Keehl (Mello), Mail Jeevas (Matt), Nate River (Near), Touta Matsuda

Uncharted

Nathan Drake, Sam Drake, Victor Sullivan, Chloe Frazer

Musketeers

D’Artagnan, Aramis, Porthos, Athos, Phillippe

Smallville

Bart Allen, Clark Kent (Welling), Oliver Queen (Hartley), Jimmy Olsen (Ashmore), A.C., Lex Luthor, Chloe Sullivan

Witcher

Geralt of Rivia, Cirilla of Cintra, Dandelion, Jaskier (Batey), Yennefer of Vengerberg, Triss Merigold, Renfri

Final Fantasy XV

Chocobros, Noctis Lucis Caelum, Prompto Argentum, Ignis Scientia, Gladiolus Amicitia, Nyx Ulric, Cor Leonis, Aranea Highwind, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, Cindy Aurum

Jurassic World

Zach Mitchell, Owen Grady

Marvel/MCU

Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, Clint Barton, Thor Odinson, Natasha Romanoff, Pietro Maximoff, Bucky Barnes, Maria Hill, Darcy Lewis, Stephen Strange, T’Challa, Shuri, Loki Laufeyson, Jane Foster, Peggy Carter, Pepper Pots, Peter Quill, Peter Parker, Scott Lang, Carol Danvers, Howard Stark, James Rhodes, Vision

Spiderman

Peter Parker (Andrew Garfield), (Tom Holland), Gwen Stacy, Mary Jane Watson, Harry Osborn

PS4 Marvel Spider-Man

Star Wars

Poe Dameron, Finn, Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Anakin Skywalker, Rey, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Leia Organa, Padme Amidala, Rose Tico

Deadpool

Wade Wilson, Vanessa Carlysle, Negasonic Teenage Warhead, Nathan Summers/Cable, Yukio

Supergirl

Kara Danvers, Winn Schott, Alex Danvers, James Olsen

Fantastic Beasts

Newt Scamander, Credence Barebone, Queenie Goldstein, Jacob Kowalski, Theseus Scamander

Disney

Hercules, Li Shang, Aladdin, Tarzan, Eric, Jane Porter, John Smith, Belle, Jasmine, Mulan, Kristoff, Anna, Kuzco, Milo Thatch

Tangled

Eugene Fitzherbert, Rapunzel

Holes

Stanley Yelnats, Hector Zeroni, X-Ray, Zigzag

Fantastic Four

Johnny Storm, Reed Richards

How I Met Your Mother

Marshall Eriksen, Barney Stinson, Ted Mosby

Friends

Chandler Bing, Joey Tribbiani, Ross Geller, Phoebe Buffay, Monica Geller

Malcolm In The Middle

Malcolm Wilkerson, Reese Wilkerson, Francis Wilkerson

Pirates of the Caribbean

Jack Sparrow, Will Turner, Henry Turner, James Norrington, Elizabeth Swann, Carina Smyth

X-Men

Charles Xavier, Raven Darkhelmore (Mystique), Jean Grey, Hank McCoy, Peter Maximoff (Quicksilver), Logan Howlett (Wolverine), Scott Summers (Cyclops), Erik Lehnsherr

Life Is Strange

Warren Graham, Nathan Prescott, Max Caulfield, Chloe Price, Kate Marsh

DCEU

Diana Prince, Steve Trevor, Bruce Wayne, Arthur Curry

Superman

Clark Kent (Henry Cavill), Lois Lane

The Big Bang Theory

Sheldon Cooper

Brooklyn 99

Jake Peralta, Rosa Diaz, Amy Santiago, Terry Jeffords, Raymond Holt, Gina Linetti

Baby Driver

Baby, Darling

My Hero Academia 

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Toshinori Yagi/All Might, Momo Yaoyorozu, Shoto Todoroki, Denki Kaminari, Uraraka Ochako, Mei Hatsume, Iida Tenya

God Of War

Kratos, Atreus, Mimir, Freya, Athena, Sindri, Brok, Faye, Baldur

Others (fandoms I don’t usually write for)

Augustus Waters (TFIOS), Oliver Queen (Arrow)

Part 3 of this masterlist!

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Why tech CEOs are in love with doomsayers

Latest Updates - M. N. & Associates - By Nellie BowlesFuturist philosopher Yuval Noah Harari worries about a lot.He worries that Silicon Valley is undermining democracy and ushering in a dystopian hellscape in which voting is obsolete.He worries that by creating powerful influence machines to control billions of minds, the big tech companies are destroying the idea of a sovereign individual with free will.He worries that because the technological revolution’s work requires so few laborers, Silicon Valley is creating a tiny ruling class and a teeming, furious “useless class.”But lately, Harari is anxious about something much more personal. If this is his harrowing warning, then why do Silicon Valley CEOs love him so?“One possibility is that my message is not threatening to them, and so they embrace it?” a puzzled Harari said one afternoon in October. “For me, that’s more worrying. Maybe I’m missing something?”When Harari toured the Bay Area this fall to promote his latest book, the reception was incongruously joyful. Reed Hastings, chief executive of Netflix, threw him a dinner party. The leaders of X, Alphabet’s secretive research division, invited Harari over. Bill Gates reviewed the book (“Fascinating” and “such a stimulating writer”) in The New York Times.“I’m interested in how Silicon Valley can be so infatuated with Yuval, which they are — it’s insane he’s so popular, they’re all inviting him to campus — yet what Yuval is saying undermines the premise of the advertising- and engagement-based model of their products,” said Tristan Harris, Google’s former in-house design ethicist and a co-founder of the Center for Humane Technology.Part of the reason might be that Silicon Valley, at a certain level, is not optimistic on the future of democracy. The more of a mess Washington becomes, the more interested the tech world is in creating something else, and it might not look like elected representation. Rank-and-file coders have long been wary of regulation and curious about alternative forms of government. A separatist streak runs through the place: Venture capitalists periodically call for California to secede or shatter, or for the creation of corporate nation-states. And this summer, Mark Zuckerberg, who has recommended Harari to his book club, acknowledged a fixation with the autocrat Caesar Augustus. “Basically,” Zuckerberg told The New Yorker, “through a really harsh approach, he established 200 years of world peace.”Harari, thinking about all this, puts it this way: “Utopia and dystopia depends on your values.”Harari, who has a Ph.D. from Oxford, is a 42-year-old Israeli philosopher and a history professor at Hebrew University of Jerusalem. The story of his current fame begins in 2011, when he published a book of notable ambition: to survey the whole of human existence. “Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind,” first released in Hebrew, did not break new ground in terms of historical research. Nor did its premise — that humans are animals and our dominance is an accident — seem a likely commercial hit. But the casual tone and smooth way Harari tied together knowledge across fields made it a deeply pleasing read, even as the tome ended on the notion that the process of human evolution might be over. Translated into English in 2014, the book went on to sell more than 8 million copies and made Harari a celebrity intellectual.He followed up with “Homo Deus: A Brief History of Tomorrow,” which outlined his vision of what comes after human evolution. In it, he describes Dataism, a new faith based around the power of algorithms. Harari’s future is one in which big data is worshipped, artificial intelligence surpasses human intelligence, and some humans develop Godlike abilities.Now, he has written a book about the present and how it could lead to that future: “21 Lessons for the 21st Century.” It is meant to be read as a series of warnings. His recent TED Talk was called “Why fascism is so tempting — and how your data could power it.”His prophecies might have made him a Cassandra in Silicon Valley, or at the very least an unwelcome presence. Instead, he has had to reconcile himself to the locals’ strange delight. “If you make people start thinking far more deeply and seriously about these issues,” he told me, sounding weary, “some of the things they will think about might not be what you want them to think about.”‘Brave New World’ as Aspirational ReadingHarari agreed to let me tag along for a few days on his travels through the Valley, and one afternoon in September, I waited for him outside X’s offices, in Mountain View, while he spoke to the Alphabet employees inside. After a while, he emerged: a shy, thin, bespectacled man with a dusting of dark hair. Harari has a sort of owlish demeanor, in that he looks wise and also does not move his body very much, even while glancing to the side. His face is not particularly expressive, with the exception of one rogue eyebrow. When you catch his eye, there is a wary look — like he wants to know if you, too, understand exactly how bad the world is about to get.At the Alphabet talk, Harari had been accompanied by his publisher. They said the younger employees had expressed concern about whether their work was contributing to a less-free society, while the executives generally thought their impact was positive.Some workers had tried to predict how well humans would adapt to large technological change based on how they have responded to small shifts, like a new version of Gmail. Harari told them to think more starkly: If there isn’t a major policy intervention, most humans probably will not adapt at all.It made him sad, he told me, to see people build things that destroy their own societies, but he works every day to maintain an academic distance and remind himself that humans are just animals. “Part of it is really coming from seeing humans as apes, that this is how they behave,” he said, adding, “They’re chimpanzees. They’re sapiens. This is what they do.”He was slouching a little. Socializing exhausts him.As we boarded the black gull-wing Tesla Harari had rented for his visit, he brought up Aldous Huxley. Generations have been horrified by his novel “Brave New World,” which depicts a regime of emotion control and painless consumption. Readers who encounter the book today, Harari said, often think it sounds great. “Everything is so nice, and in that way it is an intellectually disturbing book because you’re really hard-pressed to explain what’s wrong with it,” he said. “And you do get today a vision coming out of some people in Silicon Valley which goes in that direction.”An Alphabet media relations manager later reached out to Harari’s team to tell him to tell me that the visit to X was not allowed to be part of this story. The request confused and then amused Harari. It is interesting, he said, that unlike politicians, tech companies do not need a free press, since they already control the means of message distribution.He said he had resigned himself to tech executives’ global reign, pointing out how much worse the politicians are. “I’ve met a number of these high-tech giants, and generally they’re good people,” he said. “They’re not Attila the Hun. In the lottery of human leaders, you could get far worse.”Some of his tech fans, he thinks, come to him out of anxiety. “Some may be very frightened of the impact of what they are doing,” Harari said.Still, their enthusiastic embrace of his work makes him uncomfortable. “It’s just a rule of thumb in history that if you are so much coddled by the elites it must mean that you don’t want to frighten them,” Harari said. “They can absorb you. You can become the intellectual entertainment.”Dinner, With a Side of Medically Engineered ImmortalityCEO testimonials to Harari’s acumen are indeed not hard to come by. “I’m drawn to Yuval for his clarity of thought,” Jack Dorsey, the head of Twitter and Square, wrote in an email, going on to praise a particular chapter on meditation.And Hastings wrote: “Yuval’s the anti-Silicon Valley persona — he doesn’t carry a phone and he spends a lot of time contemplating while off the grid. We see in him who we wish we were.” He added, “His thinking on AI and biotech in his new book pushes our understanding of the dramas to unfold.”At the dinner Hastings co-hosted, academics and industry leaders debated the dangers of data collection, and to what degree longevity therapies will extend the human life span. (Harari has written that the ruling class will vastly outlive the useless.) “That evening was small, but could be magnified to symbolize his impact in the heart of Silicon Valley,” said Fei-Fei Li, an artificial intelligence expert who pushed internally at Google to keep secret the company’s efforts to process military drone footage for the Pentagon. “His book has that ability to bring these people together at a table, and that is his contribution.”A few nights earlier, Harari spoke to a sold-out theater of 3,500 in San Francisco. One ticket-holder walking in, an older man, told me it was brave and honest for Harari to use the term “useless class.”The author was paired for discussion with the prolific intellectual Sam Harris, who strode onstage in a gray suit and well-starched white button-down. Harari was less at ease, in a loose suit that crumpled around him, his hands clasped in his lap as he sat deep in his chair. But as he spoke about meditation — Harari spends two hours each day and two months each year in silence — he became commanding. In a region where self-optimization is paramount and meditation is a competitive sport, Harari’s devotion confers hero status.He told the audience that free will is an illusion, and that human rights are just a story we tell ourselves. Political parties, he said, might not make sense anymore. He went on to argue that the liberal world order has relied on fictions like “the customer is always right” and “follow your heart,” and that these ideas no longer work in the age of artificial intelligence, when hearts can be manipulated at scale.Everyone in Silicon Valley is focused on building the future, Harari continued, while most of the world’s people are not even needed enough to be exploited. “Now you increasingly feel that there are all these elites that just don’t need me,” he said. “And it’s much worse to be irrelevant than to be exploited.”The useless class he describes is uniquely vulnerable. “If a century ago you mounted a revolution against exploitation, you knew that when bad comes to worse, they can’t shoot all of us because they need us,” he said, citing army service and factory work.Now it is becoming less clear why the ruling elite would not just kill the new useless class. “You’re totally expendable,” he told the audience.This, Harari told me later, is why Silicon Valley is so excited about the concept of universal basic income, or stipends paid to people regardless of whether they work. The message is: “We don’t need you. But we are nice, so we’ll take care of you.”On Sept. 14, he published an essay in The Guardian assailing another old trope — that “the voter knows best.”“If humans are hackable animals, and if our choices and opinions don’t reflect our free will, what should the point of politics be?” he wrote. “How do you live when you realize ... that your heart might be a government agent, that your amygdala might be working for Putin, and that the next thought that emerges in your mind might well be the result of some algorithm that knows you better than you know yourself? These are the most interesting questions humanity now faces.”‘OK, So Maybe Humankind Is Going to Disappear’Harari and his husband, Itzik Yahav, who is also his manager, rented a small house in Mountain View for their visit, and one morning I found them there making oatmeal. Harari observed that as his celebrity in Silicon Valley has risen, tech fans have focused on his lifestyle.“Silicon Valley was already kind of a hotbed for meditation and yoga and all these things,” he said. “And one of the things that made me kind of more popular and palatable is that I also have this bedrock.” He was wearing an old sweatshirt and denim track pants. His voice was quiet, but he gestured widely, waving his hands, hitting a jar of spatulas.Harari grew up in Kiryat Ata, near Haifa, and his father worked in the arms industry. His mother, who worked in office administration, now volunteers for her son handling his mail; he gets about 1,000 messages a week. Yahav’s mother is their accountant.Most days, Harari doesn’t use an alarm clock, and wakes up between 6:30 and 8:30 a.m., then meditates and has a cup of tea. He works until 4 or 5 p.m., then does another hour of meditation, followed by an hourlong walk, maybe a swim, and then TV with Yahav.The two met 16 years ago through the dating site Check Me Out. “We are not big believers in falling in love,” Harari said. “It was more a rational choice.”“We met each other and we thought, ‘OK, we’re — OK, let’s move in with each other,’ ” Yahav said.Yahav became Harari’s manager. During the period when English-language publishers were cool on the commercial viability of “Sapiens” — thinking it too serious for the average reader and not serious enough for the scholars — Yahav persisted, eventually landing the Jerusalem-based agent Deborah Harris. One day when Harari was away meditating, Yahav and Harris finally sold it at auction to Random House in London.Today, they have a team of eight based in Tel Aviv working on Harari’s projects. Director Ridley Scott and documentarian Asif Kapadia are adapting “Sapiens” into a TV show, and Harari is working on children’s books to reach a broader audience.Yahav used to meditate, but has recently stopped. “It was too hectic,” he said while folding laundry. “I couldn’t get this kind of huge success and a regular practice.” Harari remains dedicated.“If it were only up to him, he would be a monk in a cave, writing things and never getting his hair cut,” Yahav said, looking at his husband. “Can I tell that story?”Harari said no.“On our first meeting,” Yahav said, “he had cut his hair by himself. And it was a very bad job.”The couple are vegan, and Harari is particularly sensitive to animals. He identified the sweatshirt he was wearing as one he got just before one of his dogs died. Yahav cut in to ask if he could tell another story; Harari seemed to know exactly what he meant, and said absolutely not.“In the middle of the night,” Yahav said, “when there is a mosquito, he will catch him and take him out.”Being gay, Harari said, has helped his work — it set him apart to study culture more clearly because it made him question the dominant stories of his own conservative Jewish society. “If society got this thing wrong, who guarantees it didn’t get everything else wrong as well?” he said.“If I was a superhuman, my superpower would be detachment,” Harari added. “OK, so maybe humankind is going to disappear — OK, let’s just observe.”For fun, the couple watches TV. It is their primary hobby and topic of conversation, and Yahav said it was the only thing from which Harari is not detached.They just finished “Dear White People,” and they loved the Australian series “Please Like Me.” That night, they had plans to either meet Facebook executives at company headquarters or watch the YouTube show “Cobra Kai.”Harari left Silicon Valley the next weekend. Soon, in December, he will enter an ashram outside Mumbai, India, for another 60 days of silence. Chartered Accountant For consultng. Contact Us: http://bit.ly/bombay-ca