#the forgotten pharaoh

[theshadowrealmismyhome]

Had a dream that Atem and The Pharaoh were separate people, and so Atem’s found by Yugi and is trying to get back to The Pharaoh and it turns out he’s (The Pharaoh) kind of a dick and I’m so mad I forget how the rest of the dream went because I remember it being super interesting, but it somehow ended with Atem getting a physical body that Kaiba finds, and Yugi’s separated from them but making a promise that he’ll find Atem again no matter what

[bacchuschucklefuck]

[scoopsofthestupid]

Never forget 9/11. 1857 shall forever be a year tainted in history.

[suzumori521]

𓀚𓀛𓀜𓀝𓀞𓀟𓀠𓀡𓀢𓀣𓀤𓀥𓀦𓀧𓀨𓀩𓀪

※ The following is all fiction.

🐕When Anubis usually looks so dignified and noble, but if you roll up some bandages and toss them, he gets all excited, chasing after them with joy, sliding and frolicking.

Along the way, Bastet swipes the bandages from him and gives him a good cat punch, leaving him to retreat with his tail between his legs.

He tends to hide things he doesn't want taken, like favorite toys or treats, in the Underworld, but he often forgets where he hid them. When he stumbles upon a forgotten toy in the Underworld, the Deceased urge him to throw it to them (and most of the time, the Deceased gladly catch it).

🐈‍⬛ While the Pharaoh briefly stood up from the throne, it looks like Bastet took the opportunity to claim the spot. The Pharaoh had no choice but to sit on a nearby small chair.

Bastet always comes to sleep on the Pharaoh's lap, at their feet, or on the desk. While thinking that it's a bit of a bother, the Pharaoh moves around to not disturb Bastet (but whenever they move, Bastet comes to another inconvenient spot).

🦅I'm imagining that Horus always sleeps in a place where Bastet can't come (maybe humans have created a safe spot with a special perch), and I'm mostly ignoring the relationships and power dynamics between gods in my portrayal.

[marylxvrr]

The Pharoah's Claim 🔞

[ play this song while reading lol ]

NSFW 🔞

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐇 — a sovereign ruler who commands the entire kingdom with divine authority, but when it comes to you, his obsession knows no limits, using manipulation, threats, and even cruelty to bind you to his side, ensuring you never escape his unrelenting control . . .

Trigger Warnings: Obsession, manipulation, possessiveness, non-consensual behavior, , power imbalance, NSFW content, adult themes.

In the heart of ancient Egypt, the grand palace of Pharaoh Rafael stood tall under the relentless sun. The golden walls reflected the heat, making the air shimmer with the promise of a lover's touch. You, a humble servant, moved through the palace, your bare feet silent on the cool stone. The tray of fresh fruits in your hands was forgotten as the deep, commanding voice of the ruler echoed through the corridor.

"Y/N."

Rafael, the pharaoh, was a man of power and authority. His gaze, as sharp as a falcon's, bore into you, making your heart race. "Your Majesty," you bowed low, your trembling hands barely visible beneath the tray.

"Rise," he commanded, his voice low and deliberate. You obeyed, your gaze still fixed on the floor, your breath hitching as he moved closer. The scent of myrrh and lotus oil enveloped you, intoxicating yet suffocating.

"I've noticed you, Y/N," he said, his voice low and deliberate. "You are unlike the others. So obedient, so quiet... and yet, you try to avoid me."

"I-I would never, Your Majesty," you stammered, your heart pounding in your chest.

Rafael's hand reached out, gently lifting your chin. His gaze was intense, his eyes dark with desire. "I want you," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "I want to feel your body beneath mine, to hear your cries of pleasure as I make you mine."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, your body responding to his desire. You could feel your nipples harden beneath the thin fabric of your dress, your pussy aching for his touch.

Rafael's lips captured yours, his tongue exploring your mouth with an urgency that left you breathless. His hands roamed your body, cupping your breasts, pinching your nipples through the fabric. You moaned into his mouth, your hands reaching out to grasp his thick, hard cock through his kilt.

He broke the kiss, his eyes burning with desire. "Strip for me," he commanded, his voice thick with lust. You obeyed, your hands trembling as you removed your dress, revealing your naked body to him. His eyes roamed over you, taking in your curves, your full breasts, your wet pussy.

Rafael dropped to his knees before you, his hands parting your legs. His tongue darted out, licking your clit, making you gasp. He continued to lick and suck, his tongue probing your pussy, making you writhe with pleasure.

You could feel your orgasm building, your body tensing with anticipation. Rafael's fingers found your g-spot, pushing you over the edge. You cried out, your body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over you.

Rafael stood, his cock hard and ready. He guided you to the edge of a nearby table, bending you over it. You could feel his dick at your entrance, teasing you. With one quick thrust, he was inside you, filling you completely.

He fucked you hard and fast, his hands gripping your hips, pulling you back to meet each of his thrusts. You could feel your second orgasm building, your body trembling with anticipation. Rafael's hand reached around, finding your clit, rubbing it in circles.

You cried out, your body shuddering as you came again, your pussy clenching around his dick. Rafael groaned, his body tensing as he came inside you, filling you with his hot cum.

He pulled out, his cock still hard. "I want more," he said, his voice hoarse with desire. He turned you around, pushing you onto the table. His fingers found your ass, probing it, preparing you for what was to come.

You gasped as he entered you, his dick stretching you in a way that was both painful and pleasurable. He fucked you slowly at first, letting your body adjust to his size. But soon, he was pounding into you, his hips slapping against your ass.

You could feel another orgasm building, your body shaking with pleasure. Rafael reached around, finding your clit again, rubbing it in circles. You cried out, your body shuddering as you came, your ass clenching around his dick.

Rafael groaned, his body tensing as he came again, filling your ass with his hot cum. He pulled out, his dick still hard. "You are mine," he said, his voice firm and possessive.

You smiled, your body still trembling from the pleasure he had given you. "I am yours, Your Majesty," you said, your voice breathless.

And so, under the watchful gaze of the sun god, you became the pharaoh's lover, bound to him by desire and pleasure. Your days of blending into the background were over. From now on, you would be the one who would make the pharaoh's heart race, who would make him moan with pleasure. And you couldn't wait.

btw i asked some authors to help writing the nsfw so credit for them 🙏🙏🙏

for the dividers, credit to the owner :p

[fanaroff]

DP Prompt: Incarnations

Sometimes gods forget they are gods in the reincarnation process. We’ve seen this proven already by Tucker, the reincarnation of a Pharaoh god. After so many times, you want to forget your stories just to have a life without the constant thoughts of your past.

What if Danny and Sam are incarnations that have forgotten as well?

The possibilities for who they could be are endless.

Sam could be The Morrigan, Demeter, Pan, etc.

Danny could be Hades, Loki, etc… or even Kronos. Who’s to say he hasn’t already met himself? Who’s to say he may actually be the first incarnation and he himself set his own creation into motion?

Who’s to say Sam hasn’t either? Vortex could very well be another incarnation as well.

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Random underformed thoughts

[caythis]

Thinking about Old Capenna. Thinking about New Phyrexia after the invasion, stuck in the zhalfiran void. Thinking about Amonkhet, with the barrens full of forgotten god's and undead pharaohs.

Thinking about all the places the story has set up to be interesting, and refuses to explore. Thinking about all the great ideas left on the cutting room floor in service of a narrative that seems made by committee.

Thinking about the artistic vision that is lost in service of capital and a necessity to keep the line going up. The idea that the ones with the biggest parachute are the ones least likely to take a risk.

Thinking about fan sets and fan media in general. Passionate individuals making things for their object of fascination. Often flawed and unwieldy, but with a clear design and ethos.

Just thinking about Magic

[walkswithmyfather]

Genesis 50:20 (NLT). “You intended to harm me, but God intended it all for good. He brought me to this position so I could save the lives of many people.”

Genesis 50:20 (ICB). “You meant to hurt me. But God turned your evil into good. It was to save the lives of many people. And it is being done.”

“All for Good” By Wendy Richmond:

“Sometimes when you are going through difficult things it’s hard to see the good. What good can come out of a bad situation? Surely that’s what Joseph was thinking. Things started out quite innocent. He was just a 17-year-old boy with a dream when his brothers threw him into a pit and then sold him into slavery.

For the next thirteen years, Joseph experienced one difficult situation after another. He was lied about, thrown into prison, and forgotten. But God’s favor was on Joseph and the Lord gave him a special ability to interpret dreams.

At the age of 30, Joseph was summoned from prison to interpret Pharaoh’s dream. Because God gave Joseph the ability to interpret the dream, he was made second in command in all of Egypt. Then the famine came.

Enter Joseph’s brothers. They came to Egypt looking for food and bowed down to Joseph just like they did in the dream he had as a youth. You would think Joseph would have been furious. They were the ones responsible for all his hardships. It was their actions that landed him in prison.

But instead of being angry, Joseph recognized the sovereignty of God. “You intended to harm me,” Joseph tells his brothers, “but God intended it all for good. He brought me to this position so I could save the lives of many people.”

Even though God did not cause the difficulties in Joseph’s life, He used them for good and for His glory. You may not see the good right now but don’t lose hope. God turned things around for Joseph and He can turn them around for you.“

[m1male2]

The largest sundial in the entire ancient world: The “Horologium Augusti” or Augustus Sundial, built in the year 10 BC, commissioned by the emperor himself to the architect Facundus Novius.

Solar Clock was built on a large circular square of travertine marble that occupied about 160 m by 75 m and was located on the Campus Martius, between the Mausoleum of Augustus and the Ara Pacis. The gnomon (the element that casts the shadow) was nothing more than a 30 m high red granite obelisk, brought from Heliopolis (Egypt) and which had been erected by Pharaoh Psammetik II between 595 and 589 BC.

It was crowned by a bronze orb or globe and projected its shadow, depending on the position of the sun, on a quadrant with lines and letters of inlaid gilded bronze, which indicated the months and seasons.

It was placed in such a way that the shadow fell on the center of the Ara Pacis on September 23, the birthday of Augustus himself.

The obelisk of the Augustus Sundial stood between the 8th and 12th centuries, when it was broken and practically buried and forgotten. Rediscovered at the end of the 18th century (1748) it was restored and re-erected by Pius VI (1792). Today we can admire it in Piazza de Montecitorio, in front of the current headquarters of the Italian Parliament.

[dcdreamblog]

Hey have we ever been able to figure out how the hell Vandal Savage is immortal? Or how long he’s been around for?

I’ve heard that he claims to be a caveman but that could just be him lying.

A mix of archeological evidence, direct observation via extranormal means and consistency between the man himself and both of those things.

(A profile of Savage, taken from security footage during one of the many times he attempted to march on the United Nations) Savage is, at our best modern count, about 52,000 years old which would put him tens of thousands of years before the foundation of the first cities. He was born somewhere in what is now southern Anatolia and by his own admission was a member of a group called the Blood Tribe that operated as raiders and pillagers in that time period. Defeated by a member of a rival tribe and mortally wounded (seen in the visible scarring across his face and chest which must predate his current immortality as they come back while every other injury he takes heals near instantly) he came upon the crater of a strange meteorite and laid down beside it. When he awoke he was immortal as well as stronger than those around him.

He has claimed a LOT over the years and most of his claims of actually BEING important historical figures are bunk. Such as claiming to be Julius Caesar, Genghis Khan or Vlad the Impaler. We know too much about where these men came from, their childhoods or the like for them to just have magically appeared as fully adult men, especially when Savage is of a very broad Mediterranean complexion and someone would have made note of the fact that Genghis Khan very clearly wasn't Mongolian.

He has been NEAR many halls of power in his time which is how we know he's telling a broad version of the truth. The name 'Vandal Savage' or version of it appear in the courts of royals as diverse the Egyptian pharaoh Khufu, Alexander the Great, Napoleon, Ra's Al Ghul (which is how we know that both men are bullshitters since they have BOTH claimed to, at very least, have been Genghis Khan AND Tamerlane). Public versions of records containing him were often destroyed but more secretive or obscure versions of said records survived despite his best efforts. And those best efforts also give us our second kind of evidence, extranormal observation. Immortals tend to bump into each other, like a lot, comparatively. Mages, vampires, what have you. We known Savage is immortal because figures like The Shade, Rip Hunter, Booster Gold and Dr Fate have had run ins with him across the vast expanses of time and they would probably notice if it wasn't the same man.

In the modern day we know its the same guy who began clashing regularly with the mystery men of the 1940s (most prominently Green Lantern) because a lot of those mystery men are also still alive and can confirm it for us on top of photographic and video evidence that have become easier and easier to come by as time marches on. The superhero legacy that has been constantly replenishing itself since the late 30s has stolen one of Savage's greatest weapons: he can no longer reposition after being forgotten. The JSA and All Star Squadron records in which he appears are out of his reach and will be passed down to every generation of heroes that come after them. He's a known quantity and now he's also an infamous public figure wanted in basically every country for crimes against humanity. His old rule book doesn't work and its one of many ways that the birth of the JSA derailed whatever ultra long term plans he claimed to have.

[mwinor]

He Wasn't Supposed to Be Here

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⌗ au!AncientEgypt, pharaoh!TheodoreNott, flirting, soft

word count: 680

note: this is my first sketch of Egypt, but not the last. Wait for more, kids.

The Pharaoh does not visit the library — not directly.

That’s what priests, advisors, and scribes are for.

But today, something restless gnawed at him.

For several nights now, he’d seen the same symbol in his dreams — the Eye of Horus turned toward the moon, and a heart pierced by the feather of Ma’at.

Theodor didn’t know what it meant, but the feeling was persistent.

It haunted him.

He wanted to know everything — from the meaning of the dreams to the roles of gods in mortal lives.

He entered the library of the Ramesseum late in the evening, when most had already left the hall. To avoid any stir, he had to hide his face beneath a hood, wearing a light cloak over his bare body.

The library was almost empty — except for one person.

You.

Your figure remained between the columns, bent over a collection of scrolls. Your hair was braided and pinned at the nape of your neck, and you wore the simple garb of a scribe. The light from an oil lamp cast dancing shadows across your face.

Theodor was about to leave, unnoticed — when you spoke, without lifting your head:

— Do you need something, sir?

He froze.

At first, he hadn’t been sure you’d seen him.

That’s what surprised him most.

— I… I’m just looking around, — he said hoarsely, a little embarrassed by how quickly he’d been noticed.

You raised your head. Your gaze was direct, but not defiant.

— In this library, every sound echoes like the breath of the gods. It’s hard to go unnoticed. Even for a Pharaoh.

He fell silent.

You knew.

Damn.

And yet your voice didn’t tremble. There was no fear. Only… a spark of curiosity. Maybe even a hint of play.

— Who are you? — he asked.

— Just a scribe, — you replied. — So? Do you need something?

Theodor hesitated. He wasn’t sure if he should tell you about the dream, or lie and say he was inspecting the library’s work.

But curiosity won over him.

— I need to understand a dream.

You smirked and walked over to a nearby shelf.

Pulling out a scroll, you returned and handed it to him.

— If you want to understand dreams, you have to read between the lines. Not in prophecies, but in forgotten notes.

He didn’t take the scroll immediately.

Theodor looked at you — too long to be proper. You didn’t look away. The only sound in the room was the rustling of palm trees beyond the windows. The lamp crackled softly. Time stopped.

— What is this? — he asked at last.

— The dream records of a priest. He wrote them like poetry. I thought you might find it… relevant.

— You collect dream-poems? — he asked, a trace of a smile in his voice.

— I keep anything that might be forgotten. And sometimes, dreams are the only things worth remembering.

He stepped closer. You didn’t move.

Theodor took the scroll, but his fingers brushed against yours. Warm skin. Soft. You didn’t pull away, but your brows lifted slightly.

A wordless question.

And he answered — not with words, but with his eyes.

“You feel it too?”

And as if you’d heard him, you slowly looked away.

— What’s your name? — Theodor asked.

— Names don’t matter, — you said softly, almost in a whisper. — I serve knowledge.

— Then at least tell me… who taught you to see words like that?

— Lord Djehuty, — you replied without a smile, though your eyes gleamed. — Or perhaps the darkness between the lines itself.

He laughed quietly.

— That’s poetic.

— It’s contagious, — you said, tilting your head just slightly.

Theodor looked at you for a moment longer, then stepped back, scroll in hand.

But before leaving, he said:

— I’ll return.

— I’m always here, — you replied, giving a soft wave. — Among shadows and scrolls.

He knew he’d return.

He’d have to return — or go mad with curiosity.

[toriasporia]

☆ Uncommon Realities & Plotlines ☆

☆ Lifestyle ☆

Hometown Teen Superhero - A reality like your OR ( for lack of a better term ) but you obtain powers and are now in charge of protecting your hometown from some type of evil.  Could be a magical force, a secret society, Supervillain ( could be someone you know in your OR ), or just regular crime. Plotline Idea - After a couple months of settling into your new position as your town’s protector, a new hero comes out of the woodworks, competing for your spotlight. Will you embrace your new companion, or will a thrilling ( maybe even passionate ) rivalry spark?

Runaway - Reinvent yourself with a new city, a new name, and a new life. Take a partner or explore the world alone. Cross state lines and run as far away as you can. Plotline Idea - The same faces, the same routines, the same slow suffocation. One night, under a sky too big for small dreams, you take the keys, the cash, and the road stretching beyond the streetlights. You flee suburbia, chasing freedom on the open road, never looking back.

☆ Historical ☆

Ancient Egypt - Become a noble or a scribe, learning hieroglyphs and studying the ancient language. Visit the Mouseion and explore the library of Alexandria. Take a dip in the Nile and enjoy the cool African waters. Plotline Idea - You are a revered scribe, healer, or an overlooked noble, but your life changes when you stumble upon an ancient scroll hidden within the depths of a temple. The prophecy foretells the rise of a new Pharaoh, chosen by the gods, one who will bring Egypt to an age of enlightenment. The more you read, the more you realize the prophecy speaks of you.

Renaissance Artist - Become an inspiration to future generations with every brush/pen stroke. Paint, Sculpt, Carve, Write, Compose, ect… or even be the apprentice of an influential mind like Leonardo da Vinci or William Byrd. Plotline Ideas : Writing - You dream of becoming a renowned writer in an age when the printing press is revolutionizing Europe. But with censorship, the Inquisition, and the ever-watchful eyes of those in power, your words could mean fame or imprisonment. Sculpting - Carving marble is a brutal test of skill. As you train under a master sculptor, you risk everything to prove that your hands can shape beauty from stone. Painting - After years of study, you are given the opportunity of a lifetime: a commission for a grand cathedral. With no patrons to answer to, you are free to create as you please, immersing yourself in the work day after day, watching the walls come alive with light and color. Composition - You stumble upon the forgotten sonnets of a deceased composer, filled with ideas never brought to life. Inspired, you attempt to complete their vision whilst making a name for yourself. Non-Specific - You and another artist rise in prominence at the same time, constantly competing for the best commissions. While your rivalry fuels innovation, it also breeds passion.

Roaring Twenties – The world is alive with jazz, art, and rebellion. A world of dazzling speakeasies, smoky lounges, and moonlit city streets. Live as a jazz musician in Harlem, a mysterious detective, a silent film star rising to fame, or a flapper in a prohibition-era city. Plotline Ideas : Music - You land a job playing piano at a lively speakeasy, where the city’s most interesting characters pass through. From bootleggers to flappers to rising politicians, you become a quiet observer of the changing times, all while trying to compose your own music and make a name for yourself. Socialite - You live a life of glamour, attending lavish parties and rubbing elbows with the elite. But behind the feathered headbands and champagne toasts, you’re running a secret operation. Whether it’s a newspaper column exposing corruption, a hidden speakeasy, or as an undercover detective fishing out bootleggers.

Ancient Mesopotamia - Step into the cradle of civilization, where towering ziggurats rise above bustling city-states. As a scribe, priestess, merchant, or artisan, you navigate a world of innovation, trade, and political intrigue. Plotline Ideas : Scribe - As the personal scribe to the king, you record royal decrees, important treaties, and the stories of the empire. You spend your days in the palace, surrounded by scholars preserving history in clay. Noble - As a noble in the palace, you live a life of luxury, education, and diplomacy. You study poetry, music, and astronomy. And although your life is planned for you, your influence at court is unexpectedly powerful, guiding policies and decisions with a forceful grace.

Wild West – Dusty trails, open plains, and freedom beneath an endless sky. Whether you’re a wandering cowboy, a sharp-eyed gunslinger, or a lone rancher carving out a life on the land, every day is a test of grit and survival. Ride through bustling towns, capture outlaws, and survive duels. Plotline Idea - You rob banks but leave money for the struggling townsfolk, you break the law but never kill without cause. The newspapers may write you as a hero, but the price on your head keeps rising, and bounty hunters are constantly tryna' track you down.

Victorian High Society – Navigate a world of grand estates, glittering balls, and whispered scandals. Afternoon teas hide veiled rivalries, marriages are strategic affairs, and influence is the most valuable currency. Plotline Idea - You are one of the most powerful people in society, and unlike many of your peers, you want to use your wealth for good. Whether it’s funding schools, aiding the poor, or advocating for social reform, your actions draw admiration and scandal in equal measure.

☆ Mythology ☆

Yōkai Village – Hidden deep within misty mountains or nestled in an ancient forest, a secret village thrives. One where chosen humans and Yōkai coexist in a delicate balance. Live among Japan’s supernatural beings like kitsune, tanuki, and tengu. Plotline Idea - Once every few years ( however long you'd like ), the Yōkai village hosts a grand festival where spirits from all over Japan gather. As a trusted figurehead in your community, you are given the important role of organizing the event.

Hollow Earth – Beneath the surface, a vast and hidden world thrives. One untouched by time, where ancient cities, towering bioluminescent forests, and creatures long thought extinct roam freely. A world where the Earth is hollow and home to an advanced, hidden civilization. Plotline Idea - Locals have always warned of a massive cavern beyond the great cliffs, a place no one returns from. You wish to only observe the caverns, but the unstable rock beneath you falters as you fall into the cracks of earth below. You find yourself in the streets of a hidden kingdom, beneath the planet's crust lies incomprehensible beauty you never dreamed to experience.

☆ Media ☆ ( Plotlines not included because said media already provides them )

Trollhunters - TRUST it’s worth the watch and the shift 🙏

Star Wars - Lightsabers??? Space Exploration??? HELLO???

What We Do in the Shadows - Silly vampire roommate reality <3 Shifting here for Nadja (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

Our Flag Means Death - Fun pirate reality, entertaining story line, cute romance between pirate captains (ง ͠ಥ_ಥ)ง I’m shifting for Jim and the pirate life <3

Ark - Script majority of dinosaurs are docile or have a lot of safety measures in place. Either follow the game’s plot or survive on your own ( I recommend you script you already have shelter ) and meet other survivors. I am groupshifting here with a friend of mine 🦕

Stardew Valley - Romance the residents, manage your homestead, forage, explore, build relationships, and so much more! I’m personally looking forward to seeing my fixer-upper husband Shane ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡)

Sims 4 - 100% recommend. Meet vampires, werewolves, woo the grim reaper, maybe even get abducted by aliens! Explore San Myshuno, Oasis Springs, Forgotten Hollow, Granite falls, ect…

Slime Rancher - Leisurely manage your ranch and collect all the slimes you can! You can script in other ranchers and sustain your homestead together <3

[kill4luvina]

"Meant 4 You"

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Bf!Luffy x Black!Reader

Summary : Luffy and Y/n go on a date to the carnival with their friends, only for Y/n to accidentally tease luffy until everyone leaves, and luffy takes it out on you in the car. (Lowkey based off the last story w/ luffy)

Warning : SMUT, Porn with plot, Luffy's Hispanic, Luffy calls reader mama, not proofread, car sex, public sex (i lost all motivation to write this mid way thru.)

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"MAMAS!!" "LUFFYY!!" You'd both yell in sync as the two of you would run from opposite sides of the parking lot jumping into eachother arms. Luffy carrying you as your arms were wrapped around his neck and legs around his torso, as you took in his intoxicating aura you missed. His Yves Saint Laurent cologne mixed with a earthy weed aroma completely drowning your senses. He'd hold you tightly as you laughed at him planting kisses all over you face telling you how much he missed you. His eyes softening when you told him you missed him too, before he finally gave you a kiss on the lips making you smile into it when you feel him playfully bite your lip. You'd pull away jumping off of him as your friend group stare at the both of you some annoyed (law & luvina..) others in awe. The both of you had totally forgotten this was a 3 man.

"Y/n... If you and this nigga don't get a fucking room." Your Bestfriend Luvina would roll her eye walking over to one of luffys friend's Law aka her bf as the two walk to the line and start talking. You and luffy following behind them along with the other two friends of yours. As the day progressed, it was 5:38, and the 6 of you were there for about 30 mintues before the other couple wandered off leaving you with Luvina, Law and Luffy. You 4 deiced to go off and play some carnival games to pass some time. You had already gon on one ride, the Pharaohs Fury and Law had basically cried after you and Luffy forced both luvina and him to sit in the backrow. "Luvi.. Why'd you let them make me do that.." You'd hear law in his most vulnerable state ever as he hid in the crook of luvina's neck silently as she whispered kind words of affirmation to him. "Aw their so cute!" You'd smile as your boyfriend looked over and smiled too before pointing at one of the basketball games. "2v2?" He'd ask both you and the other two as you nodded in excitement and luvina nodded too.

Walking to the game you finally took a moment to really look at your boyfriend, like he really put his outfit on. He was dressed in a White shirt with a pair of Red Graphic Shorts you had bought him off a tiktok brand and white forces. He additionally had a Silver chain and watch the tie the whole fit together. "Damnnnn, Luffy you really put that shit on!!" You'd tell him as he smiled thanking you before saying, "fr tho, i really did put this on!" "Yeah, in the dark." Law would say in the background making You and Luvina luagh as Luffy gave him a side eye. "Atleast I'm not- atleast- uhm." Luffy would look for a comeback making law roll eyes as he walked past him. "You can't even come for him because he came out lookin sexy asf." Luvina would say watching her man walk up to the basketball game. "Girl.." You'd look over at her before looking law up and down giving a nasty look, even though his outfit actually ate up.

You 4 would start, the timer counting down from 5 minutes. Luvina and Law would start off strong, in complete sync. Law would make a shot and luvina straight after. Luffy started off strong too but you on the other end, you were struggling real bad. Slightly annoyed you start just throwing the basketball at the hoop, luffy looking over at the timer that was at 4:30 before quickly coming behind you and grabbing a ball. He'd put the ball in your hands before putting your body in the correct stance and pushing your arms up as the ball flew into the hoop easily. "There you go, jus like that mama." He'd whisper in your ear making your face feel hot from slight embarrassment, he'd help you like this a few more times and you got it in each with his guidance. So caught up in the game you didn't realize you were subconsciously grinding into him. "stop.." he'd huff, beads of sweat starting to form on his face.

Looking back, you'd notice your boyfriend was blushing as he held you hips. His dick was practically jumping out of this pants at that point as you felt his complete length agasint your ass. He'd pull himself away quickly before going back to the game and completely locking in so the two of you had a chance of winning. Not much longer the game would end and the score was 53-54, a very very close tie and shockingly you and luffy were the ones that won. "Ya'll had to have cheated.." Law would say annoyed as he watched you pick out the prize at the booth wishing it was Luvina instead. "Yoo, can we go on a ride?!" Luffy would say excitedly pointing at the biggest ride there. "Sure why not" "Yeah I'm down" "Only if luvina's going."

"Why the fuck did I agree to this." Law would mutter, keeping a blank expression even though he was actually in tears. He didn't understand how he found himself on the biggest ride in the carnival, in the back row between the 3 of you. After the ride, You and Luffy couldn't help but die laughing at the fact Law was genuinely afraid of heights so badly, to the point where he was frozen completely through the full ride. "Baby, you okay?" no response. "law, cmon snap outta it." still not response. Luvina was getting worried, he's never been like this and she had no idea what to do. "Uhm, guys.. I think he just needs some rest, we'll see you guys tomorrow." Luvina would wave bye to you guys as she held laws hand guiding him back to the parking lot. "baby? answer me please?" you'd both hear her asking as they soon disappeared in the crowd. "Aw.. Poor law." you'd say feeling bad that you guys had in a way peer pressured him into the ride. "Right.." Luffy would say, he was still hard, trying his best to not just bed you over right there and then. "I think, we should go home too." Luffy would add as your agreed.

Little did you know, you had just walked into a trap. You don't understand how or when but your found yourself in the backseat of luffys Black BMW i7. Eye's rolling back as you feel your boyfriends fingers deep in your pussy feeling his eyes on you as you tried to push him away. Usually he'd love watching you struggle but after today, he wasn't in the mood. "Touch my head again and i'll stop," He'd say firmly watching your hands slowly pull away as he brought himself down and started eating you out. You'd cover your mouth as you caught yourself starting to moan a little too loud, head falling back as soon as he found your g-spot. "FUCK!" you'd moan loudly, muffled between your hand. Subconsciously, the hand on your mouth flew to his head feeling your orgasm wash over you. Feeling your toe curl as tears started to fill your eyes, you'd bite your lip as your eyes rolled back once more and you came in his mouth squirting.

"Your so good to me." You'd hear him mumble into your pussy licking up all your juices overstimulating you. He'd bring himself up giving you a long sloppy kiss as he'd pull his shorts and boxers down pushing his dick agasint your entrance. Teasing you as he'd rub agasint your slit making you moan into the kiss before he pulled away finally pushing it in. "Luffy- Fuck!" You'd moan as you felt his hands on your thighs keeping your legs spread as he slowly started pounding into you. His eye focused on where the two of you connected as he let out soft moans, you'd notice making your whimper because you loved when he got venerable with you. Only thing was you didn't understand why it had to be in the car, in the parking lot of a carnival at 7:50 pm. You'd almost start crying as you felt him speed up leaving hickeys all over your neck as started hitting places you never new existed when he pushed you legs farther back.

"Mhph!" you'd cry covering your mouth as you looked down noticing a creamy ring appearing around his dick. "D-doing so well mama." He'd say before hiding his head between you neck giving you more kisses to try and stop himself from moaning. "Too much!" you'd cry out as your hands flew to his back, starting to scratch him with your pretty nails he had paid for the other day. Leaving red scratch marks as you feel yourself getting thrown off the edge, having another overwhelming orgasm crash you as your body shook. You'd close your eyes tightly, feeling yourself squirt again, but not only that but this time you'd feel a warm liquid fill you. Leaving you feeling so cozy and content as you feel your boyfriend hug you giving you soft kisses. He'd slowly pull out before pulling his pants back up, before laying you down more comfortably pulling out a blanket & pillow from the small basket he had in his car just for you. cleaning you up with some baby wipes that were also in the basket, giving you a kiss before going into the front seat.

just know when yall got home, he ran you a warm bath and spent time in it with you before taking you to his room and watching a movie til yall fell asleep. luffys the best boyfriend <3

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Historical figures I think it'd be neat for the doctor to meet in the show in no particular order

Emily Dickinson – I’d love for the Doctor to have a poetry-off with her. Plus, I think she’d be pretty blasé about the inevitable macabre elements of whatever story involves her.

Joan of Arc – I don’t want her visions to be explained; I want them to remain mysterious, yet still inexplicably help whatever extraterrestrial crisis has caused her path to cross with the comic hobo.

Edgar Allan Poe – For the same reason as Emily: bonus points if the Doctor’s two hearts inspire The Tell-Tale Heart in some way.

Oscar Wilde – I specifically want Fifteen to meet him so they can have a flamboyant gay-off. The banter would be dazzling, and the outfits even more so. Also, the Doctor quoting The Importance of Being Earnest in the middle of a crisis is non-negotiable. If we got Shakespearean Tennant quoting Shakespeare, we absolutely deserve this.

Hatshepsut – A forgotten-but-formidable female pharaoh who ruled with power and grace? The Doctor would absolutely admire her.

[multifandoms27-blog]

if you’re still taking yugioh requests do you think i could get atem and kaiba comforting an s/o who’s afraid of storms (especially thunder and lightning)? thank you!! 🩷

OMGOMGOMG YES HI I just saw this in my inbox!!! I am absolutely still taking Yugioh quests!!!

Content: Atem x gn!Reader; Seto Kaiba x gn!Reader

Warnings: None

Notes: You didn't specify if Atem was in modern or ancient times, so I just went with ancient times......I'm a history/mythology nerd so I took the chance lol sorry. I also slipped in a small YGOTAS reference at the end of Atem's part lol

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❥ Pharaoh Atem

Normally, it was custom for the Pharaoh and his spouse to sleep in separate bedrooms. This allowed them both down time after being in the public eye all day. As much as you loved your husband, you needed this time away, even if it was to just rest.

After your servants helped you undress and get ready for bed, you were left alone with your thoughts. Although, you were so exhausted you just wanted to sleep. You'd be up and at 'em again in the morning.

You hadn't even realized you fell asleep until a loud boom woke you, practically shaking your room. Sitting up immediately, your heart beginning to thump rapidly in your chest, you opened your mouth to yell for anyone who was still awake.

"Guards! Guards!"

Almost immediately, a couple of the many palace guards entered the room, all three being armed. "Your majesty, are you alright? Are you hurt?"

"I'm-" You were interrupted by another loud boom. You screamed and shut your eyes. "Fetch my husband! Please!"

"Right away, your majesty!" The three left the room to get their king from his room.

Soon, Atem strode in swiftly, and the sight before him broke his heart. His spouse, curled up in a tight ball on their bed, scared out of their mind. He quickly approached them, and gathered his (Y/n) into his arms. "There, there...I'm here, my love. What's gotten you so afraid?"

Clinging onto him almost immediately, you answered, "The storm...I wasn't expecting it..."

"Oh, my love..." Atem gently moved a strand of hair out of your face. "It is only a storm, it will pass."

"No, Atem...I have always been afraid of them. Since I was a child." You shook your head, moving away slightly to look at him.

"Is there any way I can help you with this fear?" He asks, voice soft and kind, as always, and his hand gently rubbing your arm. "I can try to cover your ears, but I'm afraid my hands do nothing compared to the might of Set."

Atem adds a small giggle to the end of his last remark, showing you that he was kidding. It makes you giggle too. "Oh, Atem...how I love you so."

Another boom flows through the sky outside, making you jump and scream, scaring Atem for a moment. He tightens his hold to try and calm you. "My (Y/n), it's okay. As long as I am here, I will protect you. Set will not harm us."

"How can you say for sure?" Your voice shook with fear. "Set is a fearsome God, Atem...have you forgotten all of his stories?"

"Set would not harm the royal family, he protected my father during his reign, and his father before him, and his father, and so on." Atem then gave his spouse a smile. "We are safe. But, if you still feel scared, I can stay with you throughout the night."

You nod. "I...would like that very much."

Atem nods, then moves your head rest out of the way so you both lay on the bed, your face in his chest. "Is this okay?"

You nod again, then yelp and jump closer when another boom rings in the room. Atem thought for a moment. "There is one story that comes to mind about Set. You recall how Anubis killed him, yes?"

You nod. Atem carries on.

"Well, after going into the afterlife, Set had begun to do good things. My father once told me a story about how Set travels with Ra on his nightly trip to the underworld, and Set helps him battle the fearsome Apophis."

You focus in on what your husband is saying. The warmth of his arms around you and his body being pressed to yours, the softness of his voice as he tells a story passed down through generations, and suddenly you find yourself falling asleep once more.

"...and now, when people hear thunder, they are reminded that Ra is engaging in an epic battle, with Set by his side." Atem finishes not too long after, waiting for a response. When he doesn't get one, he looks down to see you've finally fallen back asleep, and the thunder seems to have gotten quieter. Set was moving away, possibly sensing the Pharaoh's spouses discomfort.

Sighing softly to himself, Atem placed a kiss on your forehead and taking in the peaceful look on your face, before finally falling asleep himself. Screw the rules, he's the Pharaoh.

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❥ Seto Kaiba

It was after hours at KaibaCorp, and Seto was still at his desk like usual. You, having finished work three hours ago, stopped by to try to coax him back to the house so that he could get some sleep. Of course, he didn't budge. Like usual. Knowing you were going to be sitting here for hours, you opted to order some dinner for the two of you.

"What about Mokuba? Where is he?" You asked Seto before ordering the food.

"He's with Yugi, he wanted to attend one of his game nights." Seto spoke without moving his eyes away from the screen.

After getting said food, you had noticed dark clouds rolling across the sky, with flashes of light in between the angry clouds. Clenching your jaw as your anxiety spikes, you quickly move back to your car and sped (as legally as you could) back to KaibaCorp.

When you got back to Seto's office with the food, he hadn't noticed your anxiety yet, or the rapidly approaching thunderstorm. You plopped the food down and curled up on the couch. Reaching over, you took out your food and begin to numbly eat it while scrolling through your phone, tensing as you start to prepare for the first sound of thunder.

Soon the storm begins, first with a flash of lightning, and then a loud boom soon after. You jump, dropping your fork. That gets Seto to look up as it makes a muffled thump against the ground. "...you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." You nod, going to pick up the fork from under the table. Another flash and boom sounded, making you jump and hit your head on the table.

Reeling back, you grimaced and held your head, and Seto moved over to you. "Are you sure?"

“I…” You sighed. “No. It’s the storm, I’m…scared.”

Seto didn’t do anything for a moment before sighing and pulling you back up on the couch. “I suppose I can stop for the day.”

“What? No, Seto, your work is important. Don’t-“

“Hush.” Seto tapped some more on his keyboard before shutting it, and moving over to you. “Mind if I sit here?”

He gave you a small smirk that makes your heart stutter. You nod and he sits down. Thunder sounds around you both, and you jump into Seto’s side. His heart warmed as you came to him for protection. He put a hand around you.

“It’s okay. No storm will hurt you with me here.”

You resisted the urge to cringe slightly. You loved your boyfriend, but sometimes he can say the weirdest things. “Thanks, hon…”

Seto’s grip tightened, then he leaned over to grab his food, and then grabbed your fork from the ground. “You can share my fork.”

“Thank you.”

Seto ate with one hand, his other hand around you. You watched him eat for a moment before he wordlessly offered a bite to you. You took the bite, then looked to the windows as rain began to pour down.

“It’s okay, we’re inside. Nothing can harm us.” Seto reassured.

“I know, just…” You sigh. “I’m sorry, I know this is probably childish…”

“Is that why you never told me about this before?" Seto asks, taking another bite of his food.

"...kind of." You then jump as lightning flashes and thunder rolls loudly in the sky. "Although, I guess you would've found out one way or another..."

Seto nods, setting the fork down. "Well, I don't think it's childish. People have fears, always have and always will. It isn't something childish or new."

You nod, sinking into his side a little, jumping and yelping a little when thunder sounded again. Seto leaned back into the couch and moved you into his lap, one hand on your head as he cradled it against his chest. His other hand rested on your thigh.

"Is there anything I could do to help?" Seto asks, his hand that's on your thigh begins to massage it, and the hand on your head gently scratches your scalp.

You begin to relax, but tense up again as you see lightning light up the room again. Seto's repeated movements are accompanied by a kiss on the forehead. You focus back on him.

"This is fine...thank you." You move your face slightly, so that it's in his chest.

Seto hums, and you can feel the reverb. It feels nice. It feels warm, and safe. You still tense and jump at thunder and lightning, but Seto's hands help you settle down enough. He occasionally plants kisses on your forehead or cheek, and makes small talk to try and distract you. Before you know it, the storm clears and the thunder begins to sound distant, the lightning becoming less frequent.

"Seems the storm is going away. Should we get ready to go home?" Seto asks, looking out of the many big windows, then back to you.

"In a minute." You mumble, snuggling into Seto's chest. "Right now I'm enjoying myself."

Seto cracks a smile. "Was this your plan?"

"No, but I'll take the outcome." You smile, making Seto let out a small chuckle before tightening his hold on you.

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As the Queen’s horsemen appeared behind them, the Fat Fellow coughed up a little remnant of the Red Sea, which he had forgotten to put back.

The soldiers were caught in a swamp and narrowly escaped the same fate as the Pharaoh’s army.