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8-0mph · 4 months
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PT 3
Bonus page.
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Yes, this is a different universe than canon WK. I will never let Betty catch a break. Happens after the events of the Vampire World. The fight scene was supposed to be longer But I am not drawing all that. Theres one last world left.
At some point there will be a master-post with the lore in order.
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dogsstew · 3 months
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Stick to the Plan
Stick to the Plan
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sensitiveheartless · 9 months
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Chapter 109 spoilers!
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ghostr0tz · 11 days
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too much angst content with their past , I NEED THEM TO BE SILLY AND STUPID TOGETHER !!!!!!!
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Jealous Rhysand
Headcanon
Mean!Rhysand x Reader - Angst - Smut
Rhys wants you but you want Az and that won’t do.
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Warnings: sexual content, unsolicited sexual images, immature Rhys using his powers irresponsibly, language, alcohol.
-Jealous, young Illyrian warrior, Rhys who can’t stand seeing you fawn over Azriel.
-He wants you so bad but you only have eyes for his brother.
-And yet, you just watch the Shadowsinger from afar. Never taking the friendship to the next level.
-Jealous Rhys who is kind of mean to you.
-They say boys are mean to girls they like but you think he truly hates you.
-Jealous Rhys who interfered when he read your thoughts, the plan you had to finally make your move on Azriel at a party in Windhaven.
-You should really work on those shields, darling. Rhys could train you in his bedroom preferably
- Violet eyes find yours across a crowd, “Hey Y/N, Azriel had to bail tonight. He was sent to spy on a rival camp.”
-Fuck, you’d dressed so pretty for him too. He couldn’t keep his eyes off the way your dress hugged your curves, refracting sparkles onto the black of your wings like a starry night sky.
-Rhys almost felt guilty for his lie when he saw the sadness that flashed in your eyes.
-“Are you cold, darling? That dress is lovely but it’s rather chilly. Here, take my jacket and we can go somewhere warmer.”
-He just wanted to spend time with you.
-“I should really go home. I had just hoped to see Azriel.”
-Rhys just wanted you to see him.
-Jealous Rhys who had too much to drink. Who knew Azriel wasn’t busy and would be at the fire.
-Azriel who was so fucking oblivious to your affections and took another female home.
-Jealous Rhys who sent you memories of Azriel fucking the female into the couch, her pretty moans, the breathy cries of his name.
-He could fuck you better than that, certainly some place better than a couch.
-You who were heartbroken by the images, that Rhys would be so cruel.
-You who dreamed of being taken by Azriel the way he’d taken that female.
-You who would never have the nerve to make your move now.
-Jealous Rhys who ruined everything.
-Sweet, sexy, Cassian who kissed away all your hurt and got a taste of just what his brothers missed out on - and left flowers on your nightstand.
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A/N: I refuse to believe that even at a young age, Rhys would have done this, but it came to mind and I wrote it anyway.
General ACOTAR tag list: @lilah-asteria
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button-soda · 5 months
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Ash belongs to @itsxroxannex
Peepaw shattered belongs to Galacii-gallery
Azazal belongs to me
This is in no way canon to either stories but god I wanted to draw them
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your-honor-im-zesty · 13 days
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ik everyone says canon percy would kick fanon percy's ass, and i agree, but i'd also like to say that fanon percy is literally canon percy's worst fear.
fanon percy is useless, stupid, and weak. annabeth (at least, fanon annabeth, who i will rant about another day) is clearly too good for him. everyone kinda looks down on him/thinks he's an idiot.
this is exactly what he fears in the series. he hates being useless, being weak, being stupid- he's terrified he won't ever be enough. and he's also terrified that annabeth is too good for him; he even wonders why she's even with him at all. he hates to be treated patronizingly, like he's a child who doesn't understand.
Y'all be goofing off and laughing about fanon percy, not realizing he's exactly the thing canon percy fears and despises the most. the worst version of himself. fanon percy has qualities that canon percy fears he exhibits in himself and hates it.
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fazedlight · 4 months
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What does “home” mean for someone who drifted across galaxies?
Of Songbirds and Home is a short Kara Danvers character study.
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appri-dot · 1 month
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I like to draw nutcracker yaoi for character reasons trust fencer(hurt fella) belongs to @ballcrusher74
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wesavegotham · 7 months
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Canon is often terrible but fanon is often even more racist and misogynistic.
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kogglyuffs · 4 months
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mintcocoa but w manon n rody cuz my brain is silly
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millyhelp · 3 months
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I NEEDED TO WRITE THIS 😂
Dumb Girlfriend.
I just cleaned my bathroom. If you are Brazilian, you will know that we mix several chemical products to clean the bathroom, and well, it was no different for me. I did it and almost died from chlorine poisoning, so I thought, why not write about it?? Im dumb, I know it
warnings: Chemicals, worried Jason, somewhat stubborn reader, mentions of death (may be seen as Brazilian or not).
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You and Jason used to share household chores. Nothing too elaborate, just helping each other. But there was one thing you liked to do, clean the bathroom.
And today was Wednesday. House cleaning day. Jason was cleaning the dust off the furniture in the living room and you were cleaning the bathroom in your bedroom.
Chlorine, disinfectant, detergent, fabric softener and something white that you forgot the name of. All of these products you was using to clean the bathroom.
Lastly, you added some water and started scrubbing. It was so customary to do this since you were a teenager that you didn't even care anymore. You started to scrub the floor hard, removing all the mud and dirt you found. Of course it worked, but your eyes started to burn. You didn't care, it was normal.
You continued to scrub, fast and hard, the floor and walls. The strong smell of chemicals started to enter yours nostrils very quickly.
Your head started to spin and you felt like you were losing air. To help, the bathroom didn't have any windows.
As despair covered your mind, you ran to the bathroom door and opened it quickly.
"Jason!" was the last thing you screamed before passing out.
Upon hearing your scream, Jason became worried. He quickly ran to the room and panic covered his face when he saw you on the floor.
"Yn! What happened?!" He took you in his arms and shook your face lightly. He smelled a strong smell of chemicals coming from the bathroom. "Oh God..."
Jason walked with you in his arms to the bed and laid you down on it.
"Princess, wake up, please." Jason caressed your face with his thumb.
You were out for a good 5 minutes. Jason was already thinking about taking you to the hospital, but before he could pick you up again, you started to open your eyes.
"Are you there? Huh?" He asked looking at your eyes opening. He was checking every part of your face for any reaction.
"Jay..." You whispered and then started laughing. Jason looked at you in disbelief and confusion. "I fainted?"
"Yes! Why are you laughing?" He frowned "You could have died! What did you put in there?"
"Calm down, Jaybird..." You felt yourself on the bed with his help. His head was still spinning. You have one last laugh. "I already do this with..." you look into Jason's eyes "often?"
Jason gave you a stern look.
"Are you trying to kill yourself or something?!" He said in a stern voice, the red hood's voice. You shivered.
"No..." You lowered your head "It's not the first time it's happened..."
"What?!" Jason runs his hand through his hair "You kidding, right?"
You shake your head and Jason sighs.
"Do not do that again." He grabs your face with both hands and makes you look at him "Fuck, just... don't do it! You should at least wear protective gear! I don't know what it would be like if I lost you!"
"I'm sorry, Jay..." You bite your lip and look into his pleading eyes. You can see the fear in him.
"Just... use protection when doing these things. Masks, gloves, glasses, anything!" He kissed you sweetly. "Don't scare me like that again!" He placed his forehead on yours
"I won't." You gave a small smile
"My stubborn little girl." He smiled, "What do I do with you?..."
In fact, he already knew he was going to do it.
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kentopedia · 4 months
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KARMA POLICE (villain!nanami + sorcererf!reader)
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on december 24, 2017, nanami kento and geto suguru successfully killed okkotsu yuuta and gojo satoru. a year later, there are no special grades remaining, and the bounty on your head continues to increase.
currently discontinued
contents . . . heavy angst, hurt/comfort, canon divergence, post-jjk 0, slow burn, enemies to lovers, eventual romance + smut, dystopian universe, manipulation, imprisonment + more tags to be added! please note. this work will deal with dark content and themes. do not interact if you are under the age of 18 or if you are uncomfortable with such content.
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CHAPTERS ❤︎༻°₊ 。
I . . . it's been a year since the death of gojo satoru, and it seems that geto's plans have slightly changed.
II . . .
III . . .
more to be announced
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britany1997 · 24 days
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You Mystify Me
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As a woman who loves women, this was a long time coming! I hope y’all enjoy this:):) Note: Star likes The Cranberries because I said so. (And also because I like The Cranberries lol)
Full vampire Star x Banshee female reader
Comment to be added to my Lost Boys Taglist!
Dividers by @firefly-graphics
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Star huffed, wrapping her shawl around herself and dragging her feet along the white sands of the beach.
She knew Paul meant well, he was basically her brother after all, but sometimes…
He’d never developed the sort of filter people seemed to have that would keep his thoughts from immediately spilling out of his mouth.
‘A ninth wheel,’ he’d called her before his sprite had snorted out of his nose while he’d laughed. The others boys had joined in with the teasing, laughing and nudging her, but she hadn’t found it very funny.
She sighed to herself. She knew they hadn’t meant anything by it, she knew they still cared about her, but it was…hard.
Hard to be the only girl in the group. Hard to be the only single one left. Hard to be a newly full vampire with everyone else so busy. It was just too much for her sometimes.
She shivered, running her hands up and down, desperate to bring back a spark of warmth. No one had told her just how cold a vampire life truly was.
She’d found a nice spot under the light of a dim moon beam and sat down, pulling out her ukulele to strum absentmindedly.
As she mulled over her confrontation with the boys, and pondered when would be the best time to head to the cave, she began to hum the tune of Sunday while she played.
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You spotted her mess of curly hair from where you’d been keening behind some columns holding up the dock.
You’d seen some surfer guys throwing a party on the beach, and your instincts had told you they weren’t long for this world.
At least not with those punky looking guys staring the surfers down from the trees behind them.
After years of mourning premonitions, you’d learned to stay back. It was best not to upset the humans.
You sighed to yourself, almost disappearing into your gray mass of cloak.
Death followed you like a dog to a fox, hunting and hounding, it always caught up with you.
You wished you could touch that pretty girl, you wished you could hold her without it meaning certain doom.
It was a curse, waiting close by but never truly close. Watching the humans suffer and die. Crying your doe eyes out until they were permanently red.
Against your better judgement you let yourself become entranced by her humming. You quieted your keening and swayed to the sound, the music moving through you.
Maybe it would be ok; just to approach her, just to sit with her, just to stare at her. You wouldn’t get to close, you couldn’t.
Before you could rationalize your way off the beach, your feet seemed to move of their own volition, as if that girl was the pied piper who played only for you.
You settled down to her side, sweeping your bone white hair over your shoulder and avoiding meeting her eyes. You hoped she wouldn’t notice your unique appearance and ask too many questions.
Her humming ceased, bringing you back to reality just a bit, but not nearly enough to run away. She was even more gorgeous up close. You could hear your heart thumping, threatening to burst out of your chest.
She smiled at you, the first kind gesture anyone had offered you in so long.
Despite your better judgement, you looked up to let your red eyes bore into hers. Your gaze traced every curve and line of her face, memorializing her image in your head where you’d want to keep it as long as you could.
“I’m Star,” she told you, bangles clanging as she offered you her hand.
Your lips turned down a bit at her outstretched arm, as much as you wanted to feel her soft skin against yours, you knew you couldn’t get too attached.
“Nice to meet you,” you offered her a sympathetic smile as you pulled your coat closed, ignoring her gesture.
Star’s bright smile faltered a bit when she dropped her hand, but she quickly moved on.
“Your hair is beautiful,” she whispered, bringing a pink tinge to your cheeks.
She moved forward, reaching out to skim her fingers through your locks, but you leaned back before she got the chance.
You grimaced as she frowned a bit, falling in on herself. “I’m sorry,” she told you, moving to sit on her hands.
The sight hurt. “No no, it’s fine,” your tried to comfort her. It wasn’t her fault death followed wherever you strayed.
“I liked your playing,” you changed the subject.
She brightened like a Christmas tree, “really? I wasn’t really playing anything, just messing around.” She blushed.
You propped your head up on one hand, practically mooning over her. “No no, it was amazing,” you assured her, “best part of my night.”
“High praise from a banshee, I’ve read your singing is life-changing.”
You froze, your heart racing in your chest. How did she know? Besides the obvious markers of your appearance of course. Still, most humans were ignorant of the magical world that intertwined with theirs. Was she a scientist? A professor maybe? A hunter? Your heart leaped in fear at the thought.
Seeming to catch on, Star placed a gentle hand over yours. Your mouth gaped a bit when she dropped fang.
“Sorry to scare you, you really can’t throw a stone in Santa Carla without hitting some kind of creature, I thought you knew,” she said gently.
“I had no idea,” you explained, “what else have you seen around here?”
“Vampires of course,” she began to list, counting on her fingers, “a few werewolves here and there, a Selkie, a fairy, a dragon, harpies, nymphs, sirens…I could go on for hours.”
Your jaw dropped, “that’s incredible.”
“Santa Carla is a safe haven for the weird and wicked,” she winked, “if you want to join up with my friends, you’ll see it all.”
You beamed, awed by the realization that you weren’t alone out here.
Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in your head.
“So you’re a vampire huh?” you asked, scooting closer to Star.
“Mhmm,” she nodded.
“And…you’re immortal?” you questioned, hope rising within you.
“One of the perks,” she shrugged.
She couldn’t die. This beautiful, friendly, breathtaking girl, she would never die.
And there was nothing you could do to change that. There was no way you could doom her by intertwining your fate with hers.
You reached out, waiting for her to flinch away, but she didn’t. You let the back of your hand brush across her soft cheek.
“Eternal life becomes you,” you whispered.
She smiled softly as her hand rested over yours, stroking the back of it with her thumb. “Thank you.”
You blushed, certain your entire face was as bright red as your eyes.
“Will you play something for me?” you asked.
She giggled a bit, “all night if you want, beautiful,” she leaned in to place a gentle kiss on your cheek, before moving to grasp her ukulele once more.
Warmth flooded through you, happy for the first time in decades, “I’d like that.”
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jamespotterbbg · 27 days
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iconic or dumb?
i wrote a wolfstar fanfiction and the premise was based off of my experience with a girl i liked 😭😭😭
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spacedace · 1 year
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I’ve been looking for more stuff with the riddler or scarecrow, maybe even Grundy in the dc x Danny phantom tag
For some reason my brain decided "Scarecrow Fear Toxin = Ghost Weed" and this was the rapid fire result haha Thank you for the prompt!
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“Man I get this is a public place and all, but can you please vape somewhere else? Whatever strain you have in there is starting to give me the munchies.”
Dick, emergency respirator on and otherwise frustratingly unable to do much while in his civies, shared a surprised blink with Scarecrow before they both turned as one to the scrawny looking teen leaning casually against the side of the bus stop. Dark hair, darker circles under bright blue eyes, a faint scowl, worn out clothes, bruises on his arms and a way too thin frame. If the teen made it out of this situation alive - he wasn’t wearing any kind of mask at all, hadn’t even yanked his shirt up over his nose or anything - there was even odds that Bruce was going to end up waving adoption papers by the end of the night.
“What?” Crane hissed from behind his mask, ghoulish visage twisting to turn his full attention on the unimpressed looking teen.
“You’re vape.” The kid sad, waving a hand vaguely at the thick layer of fear toxin laying heavy around them. “Like, whatever model you’re using kicks off a lot and I’m already hungry I don’t need whatever cucumber-watermelon-thc-tastic miracle mix you picked up from the corner store giving me a craving for takis on top of everything else.”
“You’re…I’m sorry are you saying this is giving you the munchies?” Crane asked, body going still, voice rising in bewilderment.
The teenager rolled his eyes. “Obviously.” The boy seemed to just now realize just what the person he was talking to was wearing. “Dude are you trying to hotbox yourself in a burlap sack? What the fuck, no wonder your shit is everywhere.”
Dick sighed behind his respirator. Yeah, he was getting another brother by the end of the night wasn’t he.
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