#phoebus x reader

[malu-uchiha6492]

Undesirable encounter

(Claude Frollo X Female reader)

Synopsis: You were the new seamstress in Paris and Frollo suspects that you were harboring Romani in your shop. It looks like your first start was more tense than you expected...

A/n: I confess that I am in love with the Hunchback of Notre-Dame and I especially love the book. I hope you readers like it, and if you want to give me tips I accept (you can correct me too) If you want other Disney characters, you can ask me💕.

(Guys, I don't know if you know, but the word "gypsy" is a slur and should not be used, the correct one is "Roma" Or "Romani people" I put "Gypsy" only in Frollo's lines since you know the type of person he is.)

It was just another ordinary day in Paris, you had arrived in the city a few months ago and worked as a dressmaker. You immediately became known for the beautiful dresses you produced for the girls and the beautiful clothes for the boys too. You had an excellent aesthetic sense.

But what you had in the way of talent, you also had in the way of kindness. When you heard about the persecution of the Romani people, you felt touched by the situation and decided to help them. It was very risky, but you weren't going to stand by and let it happen like the other citizens of Paris were doing, letting themselves be manipulated by Frollo and his hate speeches. There was a basement in your house that you used to store fabric and sewing materials. You took advantage of that room to help some Romani hide in case of emergency if they were being chased by the guards and if there was no time to run to the court of miracles.

And so it went on, you were extremely careful not to leave any traces, until one day or another these "rumors" ended up reaching the judge.

You were sewing up the sleeves of a client's dress, which had been placed in the moulage to make it easier for you to work, and your attention now turned to the bell that rang as soon as the door was opened. Immediately, the atmosphere of the place changed when you saw who had entered. You knew those clothes, the face worn by age and you couldn't forget that look of superiority and pride, because himself thought he was important and better than everyone because of his opposition and faith. Looking behind those glass windows, you could also see some of his men at the front of the store:

“Bonjour, ma'am.” Frollo said sternly, snapping you out of your thoughts. That thick, authoritative voice gave you the creeps. “I'd like to know who owns this establishment. Your husband is here?”

“A-Ah! Good morning...” You forced a smile and stuck the needle into the moulage so you wouldn't lose it. “Your Honor, I'm the owner, and no, I don't have a husband.”

As you said this, the judge looked you up and down with contempt. Of course, in the 16th century, a young woman like you not being married was a disgrace to society, and on top of that, being able to read and owning your own business was even worse. You weren't tense or nervous with him in your store, on the contrary, you were so calm... After all, you cleaned out the basement and removed any evidence as soon as a family of Romani's moved out recently:

“I've received information that you've been harboring gypsies in your house and I'm here to find out the facts, have you been harboring gypsies?” He got straight to the point.

“No, sir.” You pretended to be as honest as possible, fortunately you were good at lying.

“You know that if you lie, the sentence for insubordination is death...” He moved closer in an attempt to intimidate her.

“My conscience is clear. You have permission to investigate my store, since my words don't apply to you.”

“If I wasn't allowed to, seamstress, I'd still make a point of searching this place from top to bottom, whether you agree or not.”

The older man signaled for some of his men to enter the store before you could protest or complain. Since you were the only one who seemed to have enough courage to go against the judge's ideas when you were right. They went in and started rummaging around for clues, looking everywhere, even under the skirts of the dresses on the mannequins.

Frollo looked you up and down in an nothing unobtrusive way, you didn't notice the glances, but as soon as you did, it gave you the creeps and you avoided looking back at him. He had never noticed you in the city before and he noticed your accent, deducing that you might be a foreigner. The judge couldn't take his eyes off you, you were a very beautiful woman and seemed so delicate, and it seems that some feeling awakened in him when he saw that you were without gloves and your dress showed your shoulders. He came out of his thoughts when a guard approached:

"Sir, we've looked everywhere and found nothing..." Being a clever woman, an idea came to your mind: perhaps it would be better if they looked at everything to leave you alone.

"Have you looked in my basement, gentlemen?" you asked, kicking the rug that hid the small door in the wooden floor of your store.

Frollo was suspicious, but sent his men in to search every corner of the small cellar. Fortunately, they didn't find anything either, just sewing materials and expensive fabrics. After looking around in vain, the men left the store, leaving you and the judge alone:

“I apologize for this inconvenience.” He said as you went to the moulage to finish the dress.

“You shouldn't believe every rumor out there, Your Honor, not all of them can be true.” You said politely. “but apologies accepted, I know it was for the good of Paris and you care a lot about the city.”

Returning to work, you thought he would leave after all that had happened and notice you "busy" sewing, but no, he stayed in the store while walking slowly around analyzing his surroundings:

“This basement...” He pointed to the carpet above the small door. “Why was it hidden?”

“I don't see the need to show everyone that I have a basement here.” You replied nonchalantly. “and besides, I think that old door would spoil the pretty look of my store.”

Frollo didn't seem to believe in that very much, but you shrugged and continued sewing. There were a few seconds of silence, you could only hear his footsteps coming towards you and could feel that man's gaze on you all the time, causing you a certain nervousness or fear. What did he want anyway?

“Do you want anything else?” you asked in an attempt to break the silence and take your mind off the discomfort of feeling his gaze on you, stopping your sewing and looking at him now.

“I just want you to know.” He said, standing close and looking at her with disgust. “I'll keep an eye on you, I won't trust a literate, single woman so easily... I know women of your kind.”

“I don't think who I am or what I do has anything to do with helping... Ouch!” You interrupted yourself with pain when you felt the needle pierce your finger. It was normal for this to happen when were working with sewing, but it had never been this deep, Maybe it happened because of the anger you was feeling at that moment.

Immediately you dropped the needle out of sheer instinct, and in a quick and daring moment Frollo grabbed your hand with a certain amount of force, bringing it in front of his face, which had a small smile of satisfaction on it. The judge was a sadomasochist, he enjoyed seeing someone in pain, especially when it was someone he thought deserved such a punishment. You were shocked by his attitude, you weren't expecting it and didn't know how to react. What was he doing? Frollo continued to hold your hand, watching the small drop of blood ooze from your pricked finger, but his attention wasn't just there, it was on your fingers, your soft skin and the sensation it brought when you touched it with the contact of the warm hand and his, which was a little cold:

“What are you doing?” You asked, with a bit of hatred for such a vulgar and daring attitude, and he laughed a little.

“What would the church think of a woman exposing her bare hands in front of a high-ranking man like me?” You had no reaction for fear. Gradually his fingers entwined in yours and you saw that his eyes went to your small cleavage and your bare shoulders. “And it's not just your hands that are exposed...”

You quickly pulled your hand free and he looked at you incredulously:

“My hands are only exposed because I can't wear gloves when I sew, and you still don't have the right to do that. It's in the Bible; If your eye or your hand causes you to sin, throw it away!” A small smile came to Frollo's face when he heard that.

“So bold... It's typical of women like you to turn away from guilt in order to confuse men's minds with pagan thoughts, but that doesn't matter any more...”

He walked away, heading for the door to leave, but first his attention turned to you:

“It was a nice chat, seamstress... I want you to make me a cloak and sew me a pair of gloves, I'll be expecting you to deliver them tomorrow night.”

After saying that, he left, leaving you with no reaction to what had just happened. You were angry, but at the same time relieved that he hadn't found out. As soon as he left, you stared at your hand, which he touched and intertwined with his large, thin fingers. You'd have to be more careful now, he'd be stalking you and the reason wouldn't just be because he suspected you of helping the Romani people, it would be because of something else and you know exactly what it was and what his intentions were...

End...

#the hunchback of notre dame #disney #disney x reader #fanfiction #claude frollo #frollo x reader #judge frollo #claude frollo x reader #clopin trouillefou #judge claude frollo #thond #esmerelda #disney villains #disney villains x reader #captain phoebus

[svaints]

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 ☆ 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐅.

𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾/𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗒𝗉𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿.

𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖤𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝖽𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗋 his own lustful intentions, 𝖯𝗁𝗈𝖾𝖻𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝗒 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍ng g𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗂𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖱𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖰𝗎𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗈𝖽𝗈 𝗎𝗆𝗆𝗆 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗉𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝗀 𝗂𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖨'𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝖨 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀....

#thond #claude frollo x reader #claude frollo #judge claude frollo #the hunchback of notre dame frollo #the hunchback of notre dame #captain phoebus #quasimodo #esmerelda

[faceless-creature]

Hey... Sorry for not posting proper stories in a while... But I'm here now! Enjoy!

Tw: blood, kidnapping, character death, gore, yandere reader, canabalism, possessive behaviour

The reader gets very dark..

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Judge Claude Frollo X Fem!Demon reader. (Based on an OC)

A woman walked within the shadows of Paris, silent as a mouse. Her skin as white as the snow on the cobbled floor. Her messy long (h/c), streaked with bright green, hair pulled into large pigtails. Pointed ears poke from the mess of hair.

Her dress a smokey black with mint green trim, decorated with a skull clip in the centre. Black and gray striped stockings covering her legs. Black platformed boots giving her a few more inches. Not that she needs it as she already stands at six feet tall.

Her eyes and mouth completely blacked out and in a permanent closed mouth smile. A wide chilling smile with upturned eyes.

The demon stalked through the shadows as she watched the annual Feast of Fools. Keeping an extra close eye on the corrupt Judge.

The demon woman had been keeping a very close eye on the judge. Feeling as her obsession with the human man grows with every passing day.

She had created a small shrine to the mortal in her pocket realm.

She stole pieces of jewelry, clothes, his favourite books, pillows and blankets.

She cut a small lock of his hair off of him while he slept once. Even keeps a small vial of his blood after she cut him on the arm, once again in his sleep.

The demon known as Y/N was engrossed with the corrupt Judge. Obsession is a strange but fascinating concept to her.

She admired the man in black and purple from the shadows of the houses. No one else mattered to her.

That was until... Esmeralda...

Y/N saw the lust within Frollos eyes as she danced. She despised it.

A thick, bubbling rage ignited within her stomach as she glared at the poor unsuspecting woman.

Y/N retreated into the darkness in order to create a plan. And within a few days....

She had one..

Her plan was very quickly set into motion. She tracked down the court of miracles before the judge had gotten there.

The demonic woman went on a rampage within those catacombs...

By the time Claude had made it to the court of miracles...

There was nothing but gore...

Bodies had been strewn up by fabrics, or their own entrails. Corpses ripped open, blood and organs and unprocessed food splattered up the walls and across the entire floor.

Burnt and charred bodies, ripped open, bloodied, gored beyond belief.... Half eaten bodies...

Upon the hanging stage was Quasimodo and captain Phoebus swayed from the ropes. Clopin lay impaled on the rafters... And a hunched over figure..

Y/N was crouched over Esmeralda's bleeding body... Chewing... The sounds of ripping flesh, crunching bones and squelching chewing noises bounced off the cobbled walls.

The judge and guards stood in terrified silence as they watched as this unknown woman, unhinged her jaw and chomps down onto the corpse in her arms.

A guard fainted at the disgusting sights and sounds bouncing from the walls. The woman's head snapped around to look at the noise, a piece of flesh hanging from her mouth.

The demon stood up at an alarmingly fast pace, causing panic to wash over the men. The guards make a dash for the exit.. but Y/N appears from the shadows in front of them.

The gory sounds of ripping flesh and screams of agony rattled within the minds of the living before they died.

Soon enough... Only she and Frollo remained.

Y/N was now coated in blood; head to toe. She slowly advanced towards the Judge.

Frollo, wearing a now blood stained robe, trembled in terror. Was this how he's destined to die?

"I've waited for this moment... For so long.." Y/N cooed.

"Please... I'll do anything.. just don't.. don't hurt me.. please.." Frollo whimpered pathetically.

"Hurt you? My love.. why would I ever hurt you?!" Y/N snapped confused.

"I'd never hurt you darling..."

Y/N reached her hands out to cup his face in her hands causing him to flinch.

"I'd never hurt my mate.." Y/N cooed darkly.

Y/N quickly pulled his head forward and forced him into a kiss. She licked across his bottom lip, demanding entrance.

When he denied she slipped her hand into his trousers causing him to gasp in shock and fear.

Y/N forced her long, thick, grey tongue into his mouth, making sure to explore the entirety of it.

Slurping and struggling noises echoed in the catacombs as Y/N took great pleasure in getting the chance to kiss her beloved, and how he tried to escape her grasp.

She broke the kiss, tongue continuing to play with his as saliva dripped from their mouths.

"I've waited so long for this moment... To take you home.."

And just like that- she pulled Claude into the shadows and disappeared with him.

Judge Claude Frollo was never seen again.. however..

A strange looking woman was often seen buying food from the people in Paris. And soon enough she fell pregnant multiple times and was seen with many demonic children.. that looked suspiciously like Claude Frollo: the missing Judge.

#disney #character x y/n #character x you #disney villains #claude frollo #reader insert #oc reader #demon oc #demon reader #the hunchback of notre dame #yandere reader #yandere #dark reader

[apolyian-alluvial]

n o c t u a r y {one}

n o c t u a r y {linked universe x reader}

Being a demi-god has its ups and downs. On the bright side, you’re allowed to run with knives, live at camp year round, and spend as much time as you want with your half-siblings. On the down side, you have an absent father, constantly fight monsters, and are occasional dragged through magical portals by a shadowy figure. 

chapter 1

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You’ve only met your father three times in your life. 

The first time, you didn’t believe he was your father. He was so beautiful, so golden. Golden hair, golden eyes, golden skin. He was young too, looking as though he could be your older brother than a father. To your six-year-old self, he looked as though he came out of a fairytale. His name was mythical as well, Phoebus Apollo. He chatted happily with you the entire time you were in the front seat of his vintage red convertible. He drove you through the woods to a place called Camp Half-Blood. 

His hand was soft and warm around your little one. He walked you to a big, blue house, talking the entire time about how you were going to have so much fun at camp. That it was full of other children like you Of all the things you could learn. He kneeled down in front of you, brushing your hair out of your face. 

“I have a present for you, little sunflower.” He pulled a book from his pocket and gave it to you. “Chiron will teach you how to read and write in Ancient Greek so you can understand it. But it’s a book of Greek gods, monsters, and heroes. It’ll tell you all you need to know about our world now.” 

Your father gave your hands a comforting squeeze, and then he was gone in a flash of golden light, leaving you confused and scared in an unfamiliar environment. 

The second time, you were sixteen and he was the last person you wanted to see. 

You sat in the destruction of Mount Olympus, covered in grime and blood. You just witnessed the fall of Olympus, the death of your brother, the horror of titans, and the brutality of war, yet you felt empty. You lost a part of yourself to the war against the titans, a part that you would never be able to recover. 

“My little sunflower.” 

You look up at the voice to meet the golden eyes of your father. He looks a little older this time, perhaps in his early twenties, but he’s just as golden as before. This time though, golden blood is splattered across his face, against his chiton, staining his hands. He shines against the destruction of Olympus. He wears the wounds of the gods well.

“Michael…he was a good brother…a good son…” 

“Yeah,” you say quietly. “He was.” It’s been hours since the battle ended, but no one could find his body. 

“As his family, we will mourn his loss.” 

Something hot washes over you. Your father never knew Michael, never spoke to him personally, never gifted him anything, yet Michael dedicated his life to your shared father. “Lord Apollo, please do not speak as if you knew him.” 

Your father changes. He burns like the surface of the sun. He stands tall like an army officer. “He was my son as much as he was your brother! Losing a child you loved is a pain you could never understand!” 

You inherited his fury, you can burn like him as well. “Yet you never showed yourself! We spent our birthdays alone! We struggled alone! We grew up alone! We went through life without you!” 

Something flickers in your father. For a moment he looks defeated, fragile. He looks more like a man than a god. “I cannot…I cannot love you children the way you nee- the way you want.” 

“That’s the problem, isn’t it.” You stand up, not bothering to brush the dirt off of you. You walk away from your father. You have a funeral shroud to burn. 

The third time, you were eighteen and it happened in a dream. 

You awoke in a field of hyacinths. A breeze blew gently against your skin and the flowers tickled your shins. For miles the flowers stretched out, blooming in shades of purple, blue, and white. A narrow dirt path wound its way around the field so no flowers would have to be trampled. It would have been a beautiful place to visit with a lover. 

“I’ve been waiting for you, my little sunflower.” Lounging against the hyacinths, your father looked as though he had no care in the world. He was back to looking like an older teenager in a vintage band t-shirt tucked into jeans. 

“Did you wish to see me, father?” You remain on the dirt path, not moving any closer. 

“You’ve grown up so much in the past two years. I can’t believe you’re already going to college. It seems like yesterday your mother called me to take you to Camp Half-Blood.” There’s something distant in his golden eyes as he speaks softly. 

“I’m sure you didn’t call me here to reminisce about our past,” you risk saying. 

Ire burns across his face for a moment. “I called you here because I need your help with something.” 

You decide to risk his anger once more. “What does Phoebus Apollo need my help with?” 

He doesn’t rise to the bait, probably flattered by the use of his name. “I need you to go on a quest for me, well, it’s more like a quest for Hecate. She needed a demi-god and I knew the perfect candidate.” 

“So you just volunteered me?” you ask hotly. You wish to strike him where he lays. Of course, your father would be so inconsiderate to volunteer you for something as dangerous as a quest right before you leave for school. 

“I did because it is a part of your fate, it has been written since you’ve been born.” 

“That’s a shit answer.” 

“It’s the only one I have for you.” Your father stands up, brushing dirt off of himself. He crosses over to you. “I cannot guarantee your safety on this quest, but I can give you this.” Out of nowhere, he pulls out a sword. It’s beautifully made. The blade is a light, silvery blue and almost seems to sparkle in the light. The guard and handle, despite their simplicity, shine a bright gold. 

You take the sword with unsure hands. It fits perfectly against your palm. “...Thank you.” 

“It was mine when I was younger,” your father says. “It is crafted out of adamantite, old diamond. It’s practically indestructible, I would know, I never treated it well at first.” He chuckles, fond of memories only he knows. 

“But why give it to me?” 

“Can I not gift my child something?” 

You want to throw the sword back at him. You want to cut him and watch him bleed gold. You want to cry and yell at him. Eighteen missed birthdays, almost twelve years of claiming you as a child, this is the second thing he’s ever given you. And it’s to protect yourself on a quest he signed you up for. He might as well thrown you down a well with only a rope to climb out with. 

Instead, you swallow down your rage and resentment. “Thank you, father.”

He smiles as if pleased with himself. “I will be watching over you.” And in a flash of bright, golden light, he’s gone. 

You awaken moments later with the sweet smell of hyacinths lingering and an adamantine sword resting on top of your dresser. 

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Your younger brother helped you pack. 

Even with the expanding magic placed upon your yellow Kanken backpack, he still found a way to pack it full to the point the zipper didn’t want to close. You couldn’t fault him though. Half of what he packed consisted of an extensive first aid kit including bandages, ambrosia, nectar, and homemade balms for every possible wound. Your brother was a bad combination of a healer and a worrier. 

“Are you sure you have to go?” he asks for the millionth time. He’s sitting on your desk, watching as you finished polishing your silver bow. 

“Yes, Will. Father already volunteered me. But if I didn’t know any better, I think you don’t wanna be cabin leader for three days,” you say. 

A small smile briefly lit up Will’s face before it twists once more into worry. “But this is your last week at camp before you go to college. Couldn’t they have chosen anyone else?” 

You place your bow on your bed and move to stand in front of your brother. You gently grab his hands, holding them in yours. “Hey, I’ll only be gone for three days. Then, I’ll have the rest of the week to spend time with you and the others.” 

Will nods but doesn’t look convinced. “You sure you know where you’re going?” 

“I already have the bus ticket to Vermont,” you say. “Lady Hecate seems more generous than the others at least.” Providing transportation was the least she could do after forcing you to uproot your last week of normalcy and stability to go on a quest for her. 

“And you’re just going to some forest to find a magic wand?” 

“A magic rod,” you correct. “But it won’t take long at all.” 

Will breathes in a deep breath as if he’s the one going on a dangerous quest to recover a precarious magical item. “Okay, be safe.” 

You pick your bow back up along with the quiver. You throw the two in the air and in a flash of golden light, the weapon transformed into a gold laurel leaf ring. You slip it onto your pointer finger easily. Resting innocently on top of your dresser is your new adamantine blade. After a moment of hesitation, you grab it. 

 “I always am.” 

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Your impromptu quest led you to Green Mountain Forest, a quaint national park that would have been lovely to visit if it hadn’t been midnight and absolutely pitch black. You ignored all the signs and trails and headed straight into the woods. The trees towered high above, blocking any moonlight. The only way you were able to navigate through the dark and overgrown foliage was your adamantine sword, the blade giving you a small radius of silver, glittery light. 

Within five minutes, something became very clear. You had no idea where or what you were doing. You were just told that your quest was to retrieve a magical rod lost in the middle of the forest. Something simple. Something that wouldn’t take more than three days. Something so simple is now causing you a whole new world of grief. 

Even though it’s night, the woods are very quiet. There are no bugs, no animals walking around, and no wind blowing in the trees. Everything is still, setting your nerves on edge. Nature never sleeps, and there should be some sort of sound besides your own quiet breathing and footsteps. The silence sets your nerves on edge. If the woods are this silent, something else must be at work. 

You’re too busy looking around at the trees, you’re not paying attention to your feet. You almost shriek when your feet step on something that is most definitely not nature. It’s something heavy and cylindrical. It rolls a few feet in front of you. You stop in front of it, lowering your adamantine blade to look at it closer. 

It’s a magical rod if you’ve ever seen one. The handle is thin, about the same size as a tube of wrapping paper but solid gold. On top, is an orb the size of a small fishbowl. Inside the orb, is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. A million stars are scattered inside, chasing each other around their contained galaxy. They shine brightly against a backdrop of blues, pinks, and purples. Against the dark forest, it glows brightly, easily illuminating the surrounding area. 

You stare transfixed at the orb as the stars slowly disappear, instead replaced by images of somewhere else, somewhere other earthly. A great sea where no living thing lives. Ruins of a destroyed city returned to nature. A kingdom in the sky. A castle standing strong in the middle of the war. 

A strange sense of deja vu washes over you as if you’ve seen those places before. But even though you live in a world of gods and monsters, some of these places seem impossible to exist. Even so, you bring the rod closer to you, wanting to see more, to know more. An old temple carved from stone shows up for the briefest of seconds when the image flickers. The orb goes black. 

Red eyes stare back at you. 

You jerk the rod away from you. The stars have returned, shining bright and giving you a wide birth of light. It does nothing to calm your racing heart. You lower the rod away from your face, holding it securely but pointing the orb toward the ground. You will not look at it again until you are out of the forest. Honestly, you don’t want to look at it ever again. Not when you have the chance to see those red eyes again. 

You turn around, ready to head out of the forest when you hear it. A soft clicking sound, something like pinchers. Blocking your path out, are several ants the size of german shepherds. Their beady, black eyes are focused on the magical rod and the sword in your hands. 

“Myrmekes, of course, they would be here.” They’re not the worse monster to face, but they’re annoying. And once they start spitting poison, things go from annoying to deadly real fast. 

You raise your adamantine sword up above your head and quickly bring it down, slashing the myrmekes diagonally across their faces. You manage to behead one. It explodes in golden dust. The rest of the giant ants aren’t too happy about their fallen friend if their loud hissing and pinching were anything to go by. 

The myrmekes lunge at you. You duck down, stabbing the one directly in front of you in the abdomen, twisting your blade until the monster is nothing but gold dust. Scrabbly arms grab at your elbow. You try to hit in the face with your elbow, but the monster holds on tight. You twist around and kick the giant ant off of you. 

Something wet lands on your back, right above where your backpack rests. A strong, pungent odor similar to cleaning chemicals invades your nose. You immediately rise to your feet, wincing as your left shoulderblade and middle back begins to burn. Rage engulfs you more than the pain, but you breathe in deeply and remind yourself to calm down. You whirl around, thrusting your sword forward, impaling the ant who spat poison at you in its middle. 

With another long slash of your blade, you manage to kill the rest of the myrmekes. Gold dust clings to your body and you know you’re gonna keep finding it in your clothes for weeks. You quickly glance down at your left hand. The magical rod is still safe, the galaxy still burning inside it. 

You stand still for a moment, trying to regain your breath and listen to your surroundings. You don’t think there’s any more myrmeke, but you can never be sure. The woods are quiet, back to their unnatural silence. It should be comforting, silence means no monsters, yet the back of your neck tingles as if someone is watching you. 

You ignore the uncomfortable feeling. You got the item and now it's time to return it and go home. The magical rod makes navigation much easier, yet the woods seem unending. The trees all look the same and you have the sinking feeling that you’re just walking in circles. Your back, now reduced to a stinging pain, probably needs to be cleaned, but your neck is still tingling uncomfortably. 

A shriek pierces through the silence. You whirl around just in time to see something fly towards you. You drop down to the floor and the object passes by you, landing on a nearby tree with an angry screech. You can recognize those bright red feathers anywhere. It’s just your luck that there’s a harpy in these woods. The harpy flies at you once more, sharp talons outstretched for the magical item in your hand. 

You raise your sword, ready to swipe at its talons, but the harpy flies right past you. Sharp talons dig into your back, right where the myrmekes hit you with poison. With a pained yelp, you collapse onto your knees. The talons in your back refuse to let go. You tighten your grip on both the magical rod and your sword. Right when you’re about to twist your body, you find yourself airborne. 

The harpy screeches loudly in your ear, wings flapping wildly as it lifts you up in the air. You can hear your shirt ripping as you struggle in its tight hold. You twist your body, tearing the talons out of your shoulders and sending you falling to the ground. The pain and wetness dripping down your back distract you from landing properly. You outstretch your hands, palms toward the ground hoping you can break your fall. 

A shattering noise pierces the air. Several pieces of glass scatter across the forest floor. From a crumbled heap on the ground, you watch in horror as light sinks into the ground, stars die off in mini explosions, and your quest suddenly goes from bad to the worst possible outcome. Against the pounding of your heart, you hear the harpy shrieking, but you couldn’t care if it attacked you again. You just destroyed a priceless artifact of a goddess. A mistake that could cost you your life. 

In a daze, you look up, intending to cry your frustrations out to the sky, but your eyes stop halfway. Your gaze meets glowing ruby, red eyes. A figure bathed in shadows stands in the darkness, hiding just out of the reach of your adamantine sword. Purple light swirls around him, towering over his frame, wide enough to fit two people. 

Shadowy arms shoot out, fingers grasping tightly onto your wrists. You struggle weakly against the hold. The hands dragging you have a grip like iron, easily dragging you across the forest floor and into the purple light. Only when your body disappears part way into the light do you realize your situation. 

“Let me go!” You kick the solid mass of shadow in the shins. The grip on your releases the slightest, enough for you to rip your wrists away and scramble away. You grab onto your adamantine sword you dropped a few inches away. 

Hands grab your ankles. “I’m not letting you escape,” a cold voice hisses. “You’re going to be my sacrificial light in my plan.” 

Your fingers sink into the ground, but all you manage to do is cake dirt under your fingernails. You’re dragged into the purple light, screaming and thrashing the whole time. As you enter, a cold sensation washes over you, like plunging into a lake in winter. Your insides twist uncomfortably, your vision blurs, and for a few solid moments, you can’t breathe. 

After tumbling around in nothingness for a few seconds, you’re thrown to the ground. You immediately climb to your knees, looking around for the shadowy figure with red eyes but find nothing. Once you settle that the danger is no longer present, you focus on your surroundings. You’re in a new set of woods. The trees grow tall and huge with wide trunks. Light from dusk filters through the leaves. 

You still have your backpack, sword, and bow and arrow with you. You can survive in these woods until help comes for you. Your mind races as fast as your heart as you try to come up with a plan. Survival has never been your strongest suit. A few deep breaths manage to calm your racing heart. Right when you think you’ve managed to calm yourself, a loud, threatening animal growl echoes across the woods. 

You turn and meet the striking blue eyes of a large wolf. 

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note: linked universe belongs to jojo5683. the percy jackson series belongs to rick riordan

i decided to combine my two current hyperfixations into a terrible fanfic lol

#linked universe #linked universe x reader #lu warriors x reader #lu twilight x reader #lu hyrule x reader #lu wild x reader #lu legend x reader #lu time x reader #lu four x reader #lu wind #linked universe imagine

[ranminfan]

Oh gosh I wanna read some Phoebus x reader fics now

😳😳

#Aaargh I'm so into the damsel in distress shiz #text #rmf speaks #This fanbase is all about Frollo #but we be missing out on a great dude though #THoND

[juliette-on-the-balcony]

Luther x fem!reader in au!Notre dame de Paris

one day Luther saw a dancer. watched her from afar, as if he were back on the moon. he looked at her cautiously, as if he had no right to do so. as if for him, the monster, it was a sin. his monstrous muscles evoked terrifying emotions on the faces of passers-by. as a hunchback, he was rejected by this society because of his physical difference. he is a chimera. he was not forty percent himself, but even that was enough to feel like a real freak.

but she was kind. she did not hesitate to dance with him in the street. she just walked over and smiled. he was embarrassed, ashamed. but he was happy.

he saved her from terrible people. she refused an obscene proposal to a high-ranking person. she knew about something that a simple dancer should not know about. and she suddenly found herself accused of murder, and had it not been for Luther, she would have been immediately punished. and the only refuge is a house dotted with umbrellas.

his half-empty house became her saving inviolable cathedral.

Luther knew she was in love. knew that she did not love him. but he continued to water the flowers in the old clay pots, to take care of her, who silently thanked him. she seemed to live in a tower, and Luther was her deaf-mute guard.

silence. she carefully treated the wounds on his back. not a single word. only sad empathy. and accepting him for who he was.

Luther didn't know who her Phoebus was, but he was only too well aware of who was Quasimodo in this story.

Luther knew that he, the monster, had no right to even dream of her. she couldn't stay with him forever. he wanted to protect her more than anything, and did not even notice how life was leaving her locked up. how she needed freedom, which she, unlike him, had not been deprived of since childhood. she was a free mountain goat, and he was a hunchback trapped in the moon.

Luther didn't know that the short walk he decided to take would be her execution.

just one shot.

Luther didn't know that the man she was hiding from in his shadow was so ruthless.

Luther didn't know that the heart burns as painfully as a fire when someone dies in his arms.

#the umbrella academy image #luther hargreeves x reader #Luther hargreeves x reader #tua imagine #i have a small fixation on the notre dame de paris of hugo #Spotify #tua headcanon #until Luther was made into the silly guy of sitcoms #he seemed to me a controversial and interesting character :'(

[venusjeon]

golden arrows preview

pairing: apollo!hoseok x mortal!reader

(set in the greek mythological age of heroes)

Past noon the next day, Apollo descended from Olympus having taken the likeness of a youth whose good looks equalled his—physical attraction was after all a part of love, as was Aphrodite’s other realm, beauty, a part of Apollo’s identity.

He would take the name of Hoseok. It meant ‘a name known throughout the entire country’, so it could perfectly be a new epithet of his, like Phoebus and Delius were. Yes, not a lie. All good. So, Hoseok chose a forest near the city of TEGEA to wander through, hoping to come across someone. That someone was you.

Bowstring drawn and arrow aimed at three sword-wielding men.

#golden arrows #bts au #jung hoseok #hoseok x reader #2.6k so far #i'm not even halfway through #but so excited for you guys to read it anyway ahsjsh

[pinkykitten]

Can I get a DC, Marvel, Disney,AOT and BNHA matchup? I'm a 5'4 chubby pansexual. I have brown skin, dark brown eyes and short black curly hair that's puffy. I like cooking,singing, animals, video games, cuddles, hugs, playing with people's hair and people playing with my hair.When you first meet me I may look mean but I'm kind, caring, goofy and sassy.I'm only mean when you mess with me, my family or friends.I'm a calm and laid back person but sometimes I can get mad easy but a hug calm me down.

oooh you chose aot thanks a lot i love this fandom so much and never usually get to write for it. 

wanna get shipped with someone ask here you can ask as many characters as you want

click here for fandoms list

I ship you with:

DC - DICK GRAYSON, NIGHTWING 

dick is a chill dude and he doesnt like confrontation he just wants to do his job and call it a day. not gonna lie when he first saw you he probably thought you were like every other person stuck up in this day and age especially with your face looking mean but when you smile any anything you like whether it be your dog that you are walking that day or a specific music your listening to dicks breath stops and he cant help but think you have the prettiest smile. but dick just lives his crush in a chill and not noticeable manner because he got a lot of things on his plate hes a busy man so he thinks there is no time for him to live out his fun life and dating life. but he keeps seeing you and he finds himself always thinking about you so he takes the chance and whoa are you a little spit fire. dick loves your passion and fire. you are so sassy and sometimes you snap at him which he finds kinda hot. he loves when you put him in his place and when you snap at others. he does everything in his power to make you blush BUT he plays it off innocently like that wasnt his intentions. when he comes from a hard day at work all he wants to do is lay with you and for you to either play with his hair or play with your hair and for you to whip him up something yummy cause he always craves for your food. you bring the wild fun side out of dick. 

MARVEL - PETER QUILL, STARLORD

boi oh boi does this snack love you back! he loves how sassy you get and all diva on him like he loves it and like worships you this man. he thinks like thats my babygirl when you get at someone else and put them in their place. whenever the guardians of the galaxy have a problem where someone is being mean or rude or trying to arrest them they all look at you to help them with getting out of the situation since you intimidate people. in the middle of space since peter is all about that 80s life, since he knew you liked video games he bought you a gameboy. at night you two share the playlist his mom gave him and share the head set also you show him your favorites and he just loves to be more connected with you and know more about you. also when you both are laying together his hands find their way to play with your hair while you play with his. if you ever get mad but to the point of anger where rocket and groot fear for their lives peter will hug you and kiss you to calm you down and then sing ooh child things are gonna get easier in a very cringy matter and you cant help but smile and laugh. peter loves you so much and loves how you can take care of yourself and you take care of your friends that means a lot to him considering that his friends are his family so it means a lot you care for his crew. 

DISNEY - CAPTAIN PHOEBUS 

what a woman! is exactly what he always thinks with your quick wit attitude. you dont take nothing from no one and he likes that in a woman. usually women walk around taking crap from men and anyone people have a backwards thinking but you say how you feel and you tell it like it is. phoebus thinks your beautiful especially with your glowing skin and your body, he loves a thicc plump woman. he loves giving you pet names and nicknames its like a sign to him and everyone else that you are his. whenever he hears you singing its like an angel is present and with him it blows him away. and he loves how sweet you are with animals and will try to get on your dogs good side. he doesnt let anyone walk all over you and is like a knight at your side. he makes some of his men watch over you to make sure you are okay. you can confide in him about everything he listens to you and takes your input and advice very seriously. friendship means everything to him and it means so much to him when you stand up for what is right and stick to your beliefs in friendship. 

ATTACK ON TITAN - REINER BRAUN 

youre sassy with him but goofy with your friends so eren and like jean think like bruh she dont like you to reiner but reiner knows you feel some type of way with him and he to you. is very attracted to you especially when you know your way around and are so smart about literally everything. u get like this close to knowing the truth of him back home im just sayin. reiner says verrrrryyyyyy sexual comments that he knows will make you blush and he smirks when he succeeds. like even when you are beating someones a*s he will like cry??? and like think you are a goddess in his eyes and like what the frick are you doing in a world like this when you are just so frickin nice aghhhhh!!!!!!! before you and him are even a thing reiner boasts to everyone even citizens that dont know him he tells them that you are his girlfriend and how amazing you are. and when you dance he hypes you up and praises you. he loves your hair like loves it so much he dreams of it ok so he loves touching it loves playing with it and he has such strong calloused hands that they are like perfect for your hair. loves holding you and tries to prove to you that he is very very very strong so he picks you up with ease. 

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA - EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

our bby boi is like firecrackers ok so when he first sees you he has to run up to you and give you the biggest handshake known to man kind and he just goes on and on and on on how cool you look how he likes your hair and so on. you are like his favorite person. he likes to teach you how to fight but youre like already one step ahead of him and you like prove it to him and he thinks like boo did you just make yourself my wife???? like are we a couple now???? he loves that you feel so strongly about school and legit wants to show you all of his moves to make you proud and kinda show off. he always wants to hold your hand like even in class when youre like halfway across the room. he always wants to be with you and follows you like a lost puppy. if youre ever in a fight he will like cheer you on and pump you up like you dont mess with his baby. he loves calling you baby, babygirl, boo, babe, you know those pet names cuz he knows you love him and it kinda makes him feel daddy but his friends have to point it out that he is like a skinny boi that will never be daddy. he is so persistent with you buys you like 3 dogs to be friends with your one you have now and you have to name one kirishima. he visits you at night to sleep with you. he is kinda scared of horror movies but like not that he’ll tell someone so he cuddles with you and cries with you and like jumps in horror as he is watching scary movies but he makes this face like he is super concentrated. since you love music he puts music on when youre taking a shower and sing with you. he loves to sing with you. 

#ask #@blackchubbyqueen #ask game #ships #i ship you with... #ship game #game #dc #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson imagine #marvel #guardians of the galaxy #peter quill x reader #peter quill imagine #disney #phoebus #the hunchback of notre dame #phoebus x reader #phoebus imagine #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun imagine

[spirits-child]

What are epithets & their importance

if i got anything wrong feel free to correct me + add info! and as always let’s ignore my bad grammar, english is not my main language.

Huhuhuhuhu thanks to my history teacher and librarian for inspiring this post. There’s always a muse out there.

So today while my classmates had a heated debate on Zeus (act surprised) I realized most of them didn’t know what an epithet was. I mean, they are not into the greek gods as i am (I worship them, duh) so it’s no surprise they don’ know, but I also realized many baby hellenic polytheist might not know either. So here I am, you’re non-gender-conforming godparent giving you one of the most basic lessons when it comes to the gods.

The gods are not plane, they are round, they have multiple faces, they are deities, not just characters from myths and books  

When I first started I didn’t know what the hell an epithet was, I was always so confused when they said Apollo Lykheos (lets pretend this is not the only epithet i know by memory) and then Apollo Phoebus because I thought they were different deities, to my disgrace I had no one to explain it to me. 

So what the hell are epithets? 

Literal definition of epithet: an adjective or phrase expressing a quality or attribute regarded as characteristic of the person or thing mentioned.

Let me give you an example: A friend of yours loves reading, they love it so freaking much, so one of your teachers is like “oh pepito the reader”, it’s obvious that pepito is a reader.

Now examples with deities. Demeter Chthonia (of the Earth). WHAT DO WE ASSUME KIDS?! That Demeter is an Earth deity. Duh. And like that with all the deities. 

It’s basically a title the greeks gave to their deities, my mom calls it as “specializations” or aspects. Now, what’s the importance of this epithets, titles, specializations, whatever you wanna call it?

Because they give the gods multiple faces that give us a context of what they are, which we will never fully know because the gods are complex beings. An example, Zeus has the epithet Stratios (Of War) but he also has the epithet Meilikhios (Merciful). 

Another utility I find is the one of giving us an idea aside from what the myths tell us. The people who attack so ruthlessly Zeus surely haven’t read his epithets, have they?

So next time you’re going to say “OH X DEITY IS SUCH AN ASSHOLE, THEY DON’T DO ANYTHING POSITIVE (add any bs people say)” em... don’t?. Research first, if they were so terrible they wouldn’t have epithets and groups of worship saying how amazing they are.

Learn about epithets, it’s important, it’ll give you a new idea of your deities, new aspects of them... please please do.

 I hope this was not as confusing as I think it is.... good luck kids!

#epithets #hellenic polytheism #hellenism #helpol #Hellenismos #hellenic polythiest #hellenic paganism #paganism #pagan #baby pagan #baby hellenic #baby witch #pagan witch #deities #deity #greek deities #greek pantheon #deity work #deity worship #deity devotion #hellenic deities #zeus deity #zeus worship #demeter deity #demeter worship #ares deity #ares worship #apollo deity #apollo worship #written by me (roy)

[angelsunflowers-fanfics]

Do you have requests you’re working on currently?

yeah, I'll just list them here:

[6teen]

Jonesy Garcia x Goth girl!reader

"Your love of strawberry shortcake really doesn't match your appearance" & "You need to take off your shirt"

[ATLA}

Sokka

[Bioshock]

Elizabeth Comstock x Chubby!

hiya! I'm not sure if you write for Elizabeth from Bioshock, but if you do; can I request the secret dating au? This would be Elizabeth x chubby female (or gn) reader, where Elizabeth and reader are hiding their relationship from Booker and everyone else, but then either the Reader or Elizabeth gets kidnapped, and they accidentally reveal their relationship while being happy that they're together again (when either Reader or Elizabeth were found) and kissing while crying, and Booker is *shocked* but supports them? (basically angst and fluff)

Elizabeth Comstock

hello, could i get a request with Elizabeth from bioshock x fem Reader with the 'i wish you could be mine' prompt? it would take place during Burial at sea, where basically Reader is in love with elizabeth but she isn't sure if elizabeth feels the same way (now there's gonna be a spoiler for episode 2),and when elizabeth dies she says this prompt and the reader shares the first and last kiss with her? so basically it would be 99% angst, with maybe one fluff moment

Robert Lutece

smut

[Borderlands}

Fl4k x Short! x Zer0: "Bite me" pt2

Consequence chapter to pt 1

Zane flynt

"we slept in the same bed for space reasons, but not we're just waking up and there's something about your bleary eyes and mussed hair"

[Bully]

Gary Smith x reader x Jimmy Hopkins x Pete Kowalski

reader takes care of the 3

[Jimmy Hopkins

"Our teachers keep pairing us together even though we're polar opposites, but I can't deny that you're really cute"

Jimmy Hopkins

“We were forced to go outside due to a fire drill and I forgot my jacket, which sucks because it’s super cold. Thanks for lending me this jacket but you’re my crush and I almost screamed 9when you gave it to me. Just know, you’re never getting this back.” – AU

Jimmy Hopkins

Jimmy takes his crush out to cause mayhem for a date

Jimmy Hopkins

Jimmy defends the reader from bullies

Pete Kowalski

How would Pete handle a dominant, athletic girl who is infatuated with him?

Jimmy Hopkins

"Every time I see you, my heart skips a beat."

Hotel Transylvania

Dracula x Shy!Human!

reader is putting up Christmas lights and falls into Dracula's arms

Dracula x Shy!Human!

A random monster flirts with the reader and Dracula sees

Dracula x Shy!Human!

Drac tries to confess to reader but ends up flustered

Dracula x Shy!Human!

"Here, let me help you.", drac teaches reader how to ballroom dance

Dracula x Shy!Human!

reader wants a date at the local aquarium with Drac

Griffin x Half-werewolf!

reader leaves during a dinner party and Griffin follow them to find them star gazing

Mavis

Mavis meets an adventurous girl and is curious about Mavis and the hotel

Mavis x Werewolf!Gentle!

"I'm sorry, but that was adorable.", Mavis walks in on reader dancing while cooking/cleaning

Hunchback of Notre Dame

Phoebus

Hi can I request a Phoebus x GN!Reader whos Esmeralda sibling.

Using prompt 36 and 37 if that’s okay

“ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person. ”

“Quit looking at me, you’re making me nervous.”

The Iron Giant

Dean McCoppin x Hogarth's Babysitter!

reader is also Dean's GF and is there for the junkyard scene with a pistol

[Life is strange]

Sean Diaz

Hi, request here! Number 25 from your prompt list with Sean/female reader who also has powers like Daniel’s. Sean and Daniel meet her while they are on the run (maybe she rescues them from something, or they rescue her) and she joins them. She helps Daniel with his powers and she and Sean fall in love. (This next bit doesn’t have to be included but) Maybe there is a secret base where there are other people like her and Daniel, and they decide to go there instead of Mexico. “They may not understand you, but I do.”

[Miraculous Ladybug]

Adrien Agreste

"it's the middle of winter and my heater went out, and you let me stay at your place, so I don't freeze to death. God bless you"

[Oxenfree}

Jonas

[Rise of the guardians]

Jack Frost

Fluffy smut, "I adore you"

[Steven Universe]

Steven universe x Psychotherapist!reader

steven is in love with his therapist

[TMNT]

Rise!Donatello

"you are talking to yourself in a silent library about how much you hate studying and how you are going to fail. need help there? I just so happen to major in that subject. oh shit, you're really cute"

TWDG

Clementine

"you almost looked peaceful. except you're lying in a dirty alley"

Louis

hi! im not sure if you are doing requests at the moment, but if you are is it possible for you to write a twdg louis x male reader nsfw fic? if you don’t feel comfortable writing nsfw, (since i dont know if telltale fully confirmed that he’s actually 18/19) thats fine and i dont mind a sfw fic! im not sure about plot, but for prompts id say prompt 14 please! either way, thank you for reading this and i love your work :)

Violet

Hello could you please make a oneshot about violet from twdg x female reader with the prompt 68. and please let the reader have tattoos and vi states at them and then the reader notices or something like that

“We were forced to go outside due to a fire drill and I forgot my jacket, which sucks because it’s super cold. Thanks for lending me this jacket but you’re my crush and I almost screamed when you gave it to me. Just know, you’re never getting this back.” – AU

Violet

Hello I love the one shots you make could you please write one about violet from twdg x female reader were they are friends to lovers without zombies. Violet doesn’t know the reader but they meet in ericson because they both got sent there.

Violet

Could you please make a oneshot about violet from twdg x female reader. With the theme 59. The wedding one were the apocalypse didn’t happen that would be lovely. Have a great day

“It’s our mutual friend’s wedding and they keep shoving us into each other because we’re the only ones at the ceremony who are single” AU.

The Wolf among us

Bigby Wolf x real-world!

the reader suddenly enters the wolf among us and is found by Bigby

[descendantofthesparrow]

Daughter of the Honorable thief - Harry Hook x reader - part 3 - threat and games

Harry Hook x Daughter of Robin Hood!Reader

 key

 h/c- hair color

 e/c- eye color

 h/l- hair length

 s/c- skin color

 y/n- your name

 clothing reference:

  ---

Harry gave a tired sigh as he entered History of pirates and wood, he and Gil had gorged themselves on ice cream and candy all night and now he was suffering from not enough sleep, a sugar crash, and a stomach ache.

Glancing up he paused, there was (y/n), sitting in the seat next to his, her sketchbook open and her pencil flittering around on the page.

Harry smirked, plopping down next to her, and rose his brow flirtatiously, leaning in close to her.

“Hello, lassie~ I thought yeh sat in the back of the class? didn't know ye were meh seatmate now, were yeh just that into meh that yeh had ta switch seats to be next to meh?”

(y/n) snorted and shoved his face away gently, grinning back at him.

“nah, you and I were the only ones without a seatmate, and the teach asked me if I would be willing to move next to you, nothing like what you’re suggesting hooky~, by the way, I like the jacket”

Harry snickered, quickly grasping her hand and bringing it to his lips, making (y/n) giggle at the sensation.

“sorry, I couldn’t resist teasing such a pretty face~ and thanks, evie made it for meh, since I can't wear my long red one all the time, so she made me this one”

“Mr. Hook, Ms. Loxley, if I could begin my lesson please?”

Henry Turner, the class teacher, called out to both of you, making harry drop your hand and grin sheepishly at him.

You snickered and rolled your eyes, nodding at the teacher. He rose his brow and turned to the whiteboard.

“Alright today, we are talking about the brethren court.

Now, who can tell me the last king of the brethren court's name?”

Harry furrowed his brow, he felt like he should know this, being a pirate and all, but his brain drew a black, but in the corner of his eye, he saw (y/n)s hand shoot up.

“yes, Ms. Loxley?”

“Elizabeth Swan sir”

“good, now how is the king chosen?”

Once more (y/n)s hand shoot up, Mr. Turner pointed at her with a smile.

“they are chosen through a vote, though it usually ends in an impasse, as pirates only ever vote for themselves.”

“correct! And very educated Ms. Loxly, now how did Elizabeth become the king?...go ahead Ms. Loxley”

“Elizabeth voted for herself and jack sparrow also ended up voting for her.”

“correct! Now extra credit to who comes up here to name all the pirate lords from Elizabeth swans reign”

Mr. Turner had written on the board numbers, from 1-9.

(y/n) stood up and made her way to the whiteboard, Harry had been staring at her in awe the entire time, jaw dropped.

(y/n) quickly wrote down the names on the board, along with the areas of the sea and oceans they command over.

1. Ammand - Pirate Lord of the Black Sea

2. Hector Barbossa - Pirate Lord of the Caspian Sea

3. Chevalle - Pirate Lord of the Mediterranean Sea

4. Ching - Pirate Lord of the Pacific Ocean

5. Jocard - Pirate Lord of the Atlantic Ocean

6. Jack Sparrow - Pirate Lord of the Caribbean Sea

7. Sumbhajee Angria - Pirate Lord of the Indian Ocean

8. Elizabeth Swann - Pirate Lord of the South China Sea

9. Eduardo Villanueva - Pirate Lord of the Adriatic Sea

(y/n) grinned and tossed the marker to Mr.Turner, strutting back to her seat.

“all correct Ms.Loxley! impressive!”

As (y/n) sat down, Harry turned to her with wide eyes.

“Lassie where did yeh learn all that?!” (y/n) grinned and tapped her finger on Harry's nose, giggling.

“hehe I had a pirate phase when I was younger and I researched everything about them, and I simply retained the information after that~”

Harry snickered back, softly smiling at her in awe, this girl was just surprising him left and right.

The two chatted as class continued on, easily answering the teacher when he questioned them.

As Harry made his locker, he noticed (y/n) trailing behind him, smirking he turned around, now walking backward, licking his lips.

“now-now lassie~ do yeh like meh that much that yeh havta follow meh everywhere I go~”

(y/n) rolled her eyes and snorted, shaking her head. “no you doofus, my locker is right next to yours, that’s how I saw you being cornered by the lost boys”

Harry hummed and spun around, stopping at his locker. (y/n) stopped as well and locked hers, putting her books away as Harry grabbed his English books.

As they chatted, Happy’s son, Henry, walked up with a shy smile on his face.

“Hello, (y/n), um I was wondering if you would like to hang out today? Have some pleasant company?”

Harry caught the meaning behind the boy's words and rolled his eyes, of course, yes get the filthy pirate away from the maiden!

But once more, (y/n) surprised him.

“you’re about as subtle as a shit stain on white carpet, get lost”

Henry squeaked and bolted, figurative tail between his legs.

Harry and (y/n) glanced at each other before they burst out laughing

“HAHA oh my god lassie!!” Harry spoke through his laughter, tears spilling out of his eyes, “ yeh just continue to surprise meh! Haha!”

(y/n) chortled and winked, giving him finger guns, before turning back to her locker and digging into it for a couple of seconds before pulling back and tossing him a long blue plastic package.

Oreos. Harry smiled and nodded his thanks, (y/n) nodded back and shut her locker, backing away slightly. “I gotta go, it's my free period and the archery range is always empty at this point. See ya hook!”

“see ya, lassie!”

Harry turned and started to make his way to English class, while also opening his oreos, sticking his tongue slightly in concentration.

Looking down at the plastic packaging, he wasn’t watching where he was going and therefore didn’t see as someone walked down the hall and harshly slammed into his shoulder, Harry winced, thankfully not dropping his snack, but continued on, determined to open this dammed bag of oreos.

“filth like you should be sent back to the isle”

Harry stopped and slowly turned, his face dark.

“wha did yeh say yeh arsehole?”

Aaron, son of Esmerelda and Phoebus, stood several feet away from him glaring at Harry.  “you heard me filth’

Harry growled, but restrained himself, the vks cant fight rule was only lifted yesterday, and it only counted when they were provoked, so he turned his cheek and continued on. Ignoring the other boy's taunts.

“Hook”

Harry groaned but turned and rose his brow, “wha’?”

The tanned skinned boy sneered and glared at him, an odd glint in his eyes, “stay away from (y/n), she’s mine.”

Harry snorted and gave a sly grin, his knuckles cracking at the possessive claim. “oh really? She never mentioned yeh been the time been chilling with each other, yeh sure yer that important to her, or even on her friend?”

Aaron snarled and spit at Harrys feet. “just stay away from her pirate, you'll regret it if you don’t.”

Aaron turned and stalked away, Harry rolled his eyes, please, this boy was less intimidating than lefou’s son.

But...Harry frowned, what was concerning, was the boy's obvious obsession with (y/n).

Hearing the bell for English class ring out, he sped up into a sprint and resolved to tell Uma after school ended.

---

Later after school ended, Harry sat with Uma and Gil, doing his math homework,  gritting his teeth over a particularly hard question.

Oh wait he wanted to talk to Uma about Aaron and (y/n), lifting himself off of Gil's lap slightly, he turned to Uma.

“Uma” the teal haired black girl hummed and glanced at Harry, but the stern look on his face made her sit up from leaning on Gil's arm and realize this was going to be a serious talk between the two of them.

“Harry? What's up?”

Harry sighed and ran his hand through his fluffy brown-black hair, thinking of ways to convey his concern for (y/n).

“so I was making my way to English class and someone bumped me and said; “filth like yeh should be sent back teh the isle”.”

Gil and Uma glared at the words, Uma grit her teeth, but stopped herself from going on a rant, she could tell that wasn’t what was bothering Harry.

���well,” Gil mumbled, scratching the side of his face, “that’s a really rude thing for an Auradon kid to say isn’t it?”

Uma shrugged, at least it was just words, it wasn’t as bad as the dudes here who felt that just when a girl looked at them, the girl owed them a relationship or sex.

“nah, but that’s not all, he threatened me, over (y/n)”

That made Uma pause, “(y/n)?? as in (y/n) Loxley?”

Harry nodded and continued “aye, he claimed (y/n) was ‘his’ and told me to stay away from her and id regret it if I didn’t”

Uma took a breath, thinking over the implications of what the boy said.

“so, there is a boy who is obviously obsessed with (y/n) and probably dangerously so”

Harry and gil stared at Uma as she muttered to herself.

“alright” the two boys sat up, Uma used her captain voice, when she uses that voice, you pay attention. “im going to ask (y/n) about this, she needs to know, so maybe she can put out a report on him or something like that.”

Harry nodded and reached over from Gil's lap, sneaking some of Umas coveted soda flavored jelly beans, snickering when he narrowly avoided a slap of his hand from Uma.

Drawing back he stuffed the beans into his mouth. Giggling at Uma slapping his shoulders.

“well~ you sure look comfortable~”

Looking up, Harry saw (y/n), staring down at him, grinning down and giggling.

Harry smirked and sat up slightly, grasping (y/n)s hand “im even more relaxed now that yer here darling~”

(y/n) rolled her eyes, withdrawing her hand from Harrys and plopping down next to Uma, who offered her coveted jelly beans.

“flirt, anyway I just came by to ask if yall wanted to play some video games with me?”

“sure,” Uma nodded, before remembering that she wanted to ask (y/n) about Aaron. “one question tho,” (y/n) hummed around her jelly beans and gestured for Uma to continue “do you know of a dude named Aaron?”

(y/n) groaned and flopped on her back, “yeah I know of him, he's a fucking creep, did he threaten one of you?”

“yeah, harry”

“uggg! Im guessing he claimed me as ‘his’, next time he does that shit, smack him for me.”

(y/n) had obviously dealt with Aaron before, and was tired of his shit.

Gil, sensing the tension in the air decided to cut it with bringing up the offer (y/n) made moments before, “so video game?”

(y/n) perked up, oh yeah! She sat up and grinned at the three teen pirates, “its called super smash bros, it’s a brawling game, its super fun! Do ya guys wanna play?”

The three glanced around at each other, before (y/n)s exited grin turned to a sneaky smirk

“winner gets to smack the loser with a plate full of whipped cream~”

The three teens jumped up from their spots and quickly packed up their stuff, eagerly following (y/n) back to her room to play.

An hour and a half later, (y/n) was filling a plate Uma was holding while Gil held Harry down as he screeched.

“Uma cheated!!! She cheated!! Im not letting her smash cream on meh face let meh go Gil!!”

Gil was just laughing as you topped off the plate and Uma grabbed the can and sprayed some into her mouth, before grinning down at Harry.

“nonononon AH!”

The three of you burst out laughing as Harry's face and hair was covered in the white substance, he made as ‘eeugh’ sound as he wiped his eyes and flicked his hands to remove the cream.

“yeh all suck”

“nah” (y/n) giggled, squirting some cream onto her finger, “you agreed to the consequences of losing and you lost! Fair and square!”

“whatever” Harry mumbled as he rolled his eyes, grunting he stood up from the ground and walked into the bathroom to clean up.

“so (y/n)” Uma asked, (y/n) smiled and hummed, looking over at Uma. “how long has Aaron been acting like that?”

(y/n) rolled her eyes and huffed, “since middle school, he had this idea in his head that we were made for each other. “

Uma nodded before something came to her mind.

“one more question,” (y/n) nodded, tilting her head “why are you being so nice to us, no one else is?”

(y/n) looked down at the floor of her dorm, before staring right into Umas eyes, speaking loud enough for gil and harry to hear her.

“I guess its because I know you’ve all had a shit life, and you deserve some kindness.”

Uma stared at the (h/c) girl for a moment, before she broke her gaze and looked down at the floor.

“Um, thanks…I guess”

(y/n) smiled and bumped Umas shoulder with hers. “no problem”

A few moments of silence, other than harry using the sink int the bathroom, then (y/n) spoke up once more.

“umm, I know we've been hanging out, but I was wondering if you guys would be willing to be friends?”

Harry poked his head out of the bathroom, the whipped cream now clean from his head. The three pirates looked at each other before a smirk overcame on Umas face.

“sure, but you can only join our group if you do one thing.”

(y/n) tilted her head, raising her brow “and that is?”

Uma cackled, the boys smirking, knowing what was going to happen.

“prank mal.”

…

They thought (y/n) would deny the deal, but once again she surprised them.

A devious smirk spread on (y/n)s face, already having a million pranks going through her brain.

“deal, when do you want me to do it?”

Uma cackled, ah they found they best Auradon kid ever.

“as long as it's within the week”

“I got one already, it'll be done by tomorrow morning”

“can't wait to see what yeh do lassie~!”

--end of part 3--

Comment or message me for part 4

#descendants #Descendents #disney descendants #harry hook #harryhook #descendants harry hook #harry hook descendants #harry hook x reader #harry hook imagine #thomas doherty #daughter of the honorable thief

[jewels2876]

A New Day

Pairing: Esmerelda!Bucky x Hunchback!Reader, Phoebus!Steve x Esmerelda!Bucky

Square Filled: Fairytale AU @star-spangled-bingo

Word Count: 467

Warnings: none

Y/n hid in the tower, tiptoeing among the bells and whispering to them fondly. She told them about her love for Bucky and his little goat. She told them about Bucky’s friend Steve who was fighting against her father Frodo. And all the while, she hid.

“Y/n?” Bucky called softly up the tower ladder. Y/n sighed and raced to the platform as fast as she could. Bucky’s head poked up along with a furry head behind him. “There you are! We’ve been looking all over for you. Did he lock you up here?”

She hung her head in shame. “Yes,” she whispered.

Bucky finished climbing the ladder and gave her a small hug. “It’s over. He’s dead.”

Y/n visibly shuddered at the thought, before looking up at Bucky for confirmation. “Really?”

A stronger, deeper voice answered her question. “Yes. Do you hear that cheering outside? It’s because Frodo has been defeated.” Y/n took a deep sigh as she noticed the passing glances between Bucky and this other man, Steve. Y/n had been so in love with Bucky from a distance for so long, but even she couldn’t deny the connection she could feel between the two men.

The little goat butted y/n in her right leg, looking for attention. Y/n reached down and patted the goat’s head. Mollified, the goat returned to Bucky’s side and laid down. Y/n glanced again between the two men, before reaching for each of their hands.  Without a word, the two squeezed each of her hands; she joined her hands together. Bucky’s hand slid easily into Steve’s; y/n’s hand rested on top of the pile. All three shared smiles before Steve pulled Bucky into his chest for a warm hug.

“Come on,” y/n said, slowly descending the ladder. Steve and Bucky exchanged a brief kiss before following her. She stopped just beside the church doors, suddenly nervous and ashamed of her hunched back and distorted face.  Steve threw open the doors to the cheering crowd. Shouts of “Viva Steve! Viva Bucky!” were mixed with singing and dancing in the streets, pastimes almost forgotten.

Bucky sensed y/n’s hesitation and grasped her hand gently. He tugged her into the open doorframe; she shielded her eyes from the bright sunlight she rarely saw. The crowd’s cheers diminished as they stared at the famed “Hunchback of Notre Dame.”

Steve knew the crowd was amix of curiosity and fear. He grinned broadly at the crowd and announced “Three cheers for y/n, for helping us defeat Frodo! Three cheers for y/n, for surviving where others could not! Long live y/n!” THe crowd easily took up the chants as a radiant smile appeared on y/n’s face. It was now her time to shine.

FIN

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[barnestruck]

the divinity of notre dame — masterlist

MAIN MASTERLIST

status/parts: 2/6 + epilogue (wip)

pairing: bucky barnes x reader (medieval!au)

summary: bucky has left the front of the 100 years’ war to serve as the captain of the guard at notre dame under judge alexander pierce. he arrives at the time of the annual festival of fools where he encounters y/n, a free-spirited g*ps*. he’s instantly allured by her, but so is pierce.

warnings: (depends on the part)

*UPDATE AS OF JULY 2020* it has recently been brought to my attention that the word “g*ps*” is used as a slur, and that the people of the descent prefer to be referred to as Roma/Romani. i’m really sorry for not doing my research and just going off of the content of the movie/musical to help me with my writing. i have put the update in the preface of each of the already published chapters and will keep the term out of future chapters (except when making Pierce look like a horrible person).

a/n: just a collection of fics where bucky’s phoebus and y/n’s esmeralda from the hunchback of norte dame...idk i’ve just been listening to the musical soundtrack and i thought this would be fun. [there is no specific posting schedule for this]

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part one

part two

part three

part four

part five

part six

epilogue (ending one)

epilogue (ending two)

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extras:

(a lil moodboard i made bc...why not?)

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tag list:

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@frozenhuntress67

@tom-parkers-girl

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[jaceyourself]

End of Year Wrap-Up 24/12/2018

Happy Merry to all you readers!

I’ve had a great year but all us music fans have had an even better one! Streaming services mean that now more than ever we can experience the musical output from all corners of the globe (though overwhelmingly the English-speaking parts of it) to understand different points of view, learn of the goings on in other parts of the world and most importantly indulge ourselves in a bit of a boogie. All the moods, genres and feels you could think of are out there, so over the holiday period perhaps try and listen to something new. Who knows it might break the tension with that younger/older relative round the xmas table when you find they also happen to like k-pop/jazz-funk/grindcore or at the very least you can bicker about the tragedy of the current album charts (Greatest Showman: 21 weeks!). To aid you in your quest for knowledge/excitement/small-talk I have spent almost 30 minutes curating a best-of for both albums and singles in the year of 2018. 

(NB even with my album-a-day policy, there’s no way I can get through everything I want to within the 365, so if your fave appears ignored, let it be known that I probably haven’t heard it yet. The full list of everything I’ve listened to this year is at the bottom)

So in no particular order:

Albums 

Jinx Lennon- Grow A Pair!!!

The Beths- Future Me Hates Me

The Pistol Annies- Interstate Gospel

Travis Scott- ASTROWORLD

Mount Eerie- Now Only

Cardi B- Invasion of Privacy

The 1975- A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships

The Aces- When My Heart Felt Volcanic

Singles

Confidence Man- Out The Window

Cardi B- I Like It

Janelle Monae ft. Grimes- Pynk

Lori McKenna- People Get Old

SOPHIE- Immaterial

Marie Davidson- Work It

Car Seat Headrest- Stop Smoking (We Love You)

BLACKPINK- AS IF IT’S YOUR LAST

The 1975- It’s Not Living (If It’s Not With You)

https://open.spotify.com/user/jaceyourself/playlist/1kFex3QLVv0l3cCqjVC6dT?si=_GqTJXrOSoSXYaMC9ra_lg

Have a great festive period and I’ll see you in 2019 :D

2018 Albums what I listened to

Floating Points- Reflections – Mojave Desert

James Elkington- Wintres Woma

Miguel- War & Leisure

Ride- Weather Diaries

Sidney Gish- No Dogs Allowed

Emperor X- The Orlando Sentinel, Oversleepers International

Broken Social Scene- Hug of Thunder

MC5- Kick Out The Jams (Live)

Public Service Broadcasting- Every Valley

JJ Doom- Key to the Kuffs

HAIM- Something To Tell You

Camila Cabello- Camila

Sheer Mag- Need To Feel Your Love

Taylor Swift- reputation

Shabazz Palaces- Quazarz vs The Jealous Machines

This Is The Kit- Moonshine Freeze

Japanese Breakfast- Soft Sounds From Another Planet

Tune-Yards- I can feel you creep into my private life

Jupiter & Okwess- Kin Sonic

Various Artists- The Passion Of Charlie Parker

Waxahatchee- Out In The Storm, Great Thunder

Offa Rex- The Queen Of Hearts

Dizzee Rascal- Raskit

Alvvays- Antisocialites

Childhood- Universal High

Marmozets- Knowing What You Know Now

Declan McKenna- What Do You Think About the Car?

Paul Heaton- Crooked Calypso

Lana Del Rey- Lust For Life

Charles Lloyd New Quartet- Passin’ Thru (Live)

Rip Rig & Panic- Circa Rip Rig + Panic

Avey Tare- Eucalyptus

Justin Timberlake- Man Of The Woods

Rio Mira- Marimba del Pacifico

Oddisee- The Iceberg

Aimee Mann- Mental Illness

Katie Von Schleicher- Shitty Hits

Arcade Fire- Everything Now

Girl Ray- Earl Grey

Ezra Furman- Transangelic Exodus

Randy Newman- Dark Matter

Dead Cross- Dead Cross

Chronixx- Chronology

Mondo Cozmo- Plastic Soul

Kesha- Rainbow

Lal & Mike Waterson- Bright Phoebus

Steve Reich- Pulse / Quartet

Orchestra Baobab- Tribute to Ndiouga Dieng

Ratboy- SCUM

Prince- Dirty Mind, Controversy, 1999, Purple Rain, Parade, Sign ‘O’ The Times

Stanley Cowell- No Illusions

Oneohtrix Point Never- Good Time Original Motion Picture Soundtrack

Downtown Boys- Cost Of Living

Screaming Females- All At Once

Rob Luft- Riser

Sibusile Xaba- Open Letter To Adoniah

Jen Cloher- Jen Cloher

Everything Everything- Fever Dream

Grizzly Bear- Painted Ruins

Bob’s Burgers- The Bob’s Burgers Music Album

Superorganism- Superorganism

Maren Morris- HERO

Courtney Marie Andrews- Honest Life, May Your Kindness Remain

Stefflon Don- Real Ting Mixtape

Ghostpoet- Dark Days + Canapés

Young Fathers- White Men Are Black Men Too, Cocoa Sugar

Queens Of The Stone Age- Songs For The Deaf

Thurst- Cut to the Chafe

John Moreland- Big Bad Luv

Aruan Ortiz- Cub(an)ism [Piano Solo]

Mount Eerie- Now Only

The War On Drugs- A Deeper Understanding

Various Artists- Pop Makossa

Liane Carroll- The Right to Love

Fickle Friends- You Are Someone Else

Nadine Shah- Holiday Destination

Various Artists- Howsla

George Ezra- Staying at Tamara’s

The Doors- The Doors

Filthy Friends- Invitation

Susanne Sundfør- Music For People In Trouble

LCD Soundsystem- LCD Soundsystem, Sound of Silver, American Dream

Mogwai- Every Country’s Sun

Kacey Musgraves- Golden Hour

The National- High Violet, Sleep Well Beast

The Klezmatics- Wonder Wheel

Hercules & Love Affair- Omnion

Mount Kimbie- Love What Survives

The Aces- When My Heart Felt Volcanic

Matthew Bourne- Isotach

Finished- Cum Inside Me Bro

Forced Into Femininity- I’m Making Progress

Heron Oblivion- Heron Oblivion

Hamell On Trial- TACKLE BOX

Confidence Man- Confident Music For Confident People

Swet Shop Boys- Cashmere

Princess Nokia- 1992 Deluxe, A Girl Cried Red

Steely Dan- The Royal Scam, Aja

King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard- Nonagon Infinity

Sparks- Hippopotamus

J. Cole- KOD

Fat Tony- Macgregor Park

L’Orange and Jeremiah Jae- The Night Took Us In Like Family

Little Simz- Stillness In Wonderland

Lady Leshurr- Queen’s Speech

RAY BLK- Durt

Brand New- Science Fiction

Janelle Monae- Dirty Computer

Rolling Blackouts Coastal Fever- Talk Tight

Fred Thomas- Changer

Myra Davies- Sirens

Laraaji- Sun Gong

The Killers- Wonderful Wonderful

Descendents- Milo Goes To College

Frank Turner- Be More Kind

The Horrors- V

Moses Sumney- Aromanticism

Arctic Monkeys- Whatever People…, AM, Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino

Oxbow- Thin Black Duke

Dee Byrne’s Entropi- Moment Frozen

Mike Stern- Trip

The Vampires- The Vampires Meet Lionel Loueke

Gogol Bordello- Gypsy Punks: Underdog World Strike, Super Taranta!, Seekers And Finders

Umphrey’s McGee- Zonkey

Hard Working Americans- We’re All in This Together

Courtney Barnett- Tell Me How You Really Feel

Jllin- Black Origami

Various Artists- Rough Guide to the Music of West Africa

Wolf Alice- Visions Of A Life

The Young’uns- Strangers

Fever Ray- Fever Ray, Plunge

CHVRCHES- Love Is Dead

Oumou Sangaré- Oumou, Mogoya

Charlotte Gainsbourg- Rest

Daniel Avery- Song For Alpha

Daphni- Joli Mai

Kanye West- ye

Cécile McLorin Salvant- Dreams and Daggers

Trio Da Kali, Kronos Quartet- Ladilikan

Kelela- Take Me Apart

Bob Dylan- The Times.., Another.., Bringing.., Highway.., Blond.., John.., Nashville.., New.., Blood..

Lily Allen- Alright(,) Still, It’s Not Me(,) It’s You, Sheezus, No Shame

Fanfare Ciocarlia- 20

Wolf Parade- Cry Cry Cry

SOPHIE- OIL OF EVERY PEARL’S UN-INSIDES

Zara McFarlane- Arise

St. Vincent- MASSEDUCTION

Margo Price- All American Made

Bebe Rexha- Expectations

Motörhead- Under Cöver

Orchestre Les Mangelepa- Last Band Standing

Drake- Scorpion

Various Artists- Gentle Giants: The Songs Of Don Williams

Noga Erez- Off The Radar

Baxter Dury- Prince of Tears

John Maus- Screen Memories

Lankum- Between the Earth and Sky

Shamir- Revelations

Years & Years- Palo Santo

Converge- The Dusk In Us

Canzoniere Grecanico Salentino- Canzoniere

Fred Hersch- Open Book

A. Savage- Thawing Dawn

Big Thief- Capacity

Kelly Clarkson- Meaning Of Life

Dirty Projectors- Lamp Lit Prose

Robt Sarazin Blake- Recitative

Shed Seven- Instant Pleasures

Spinning Coin- Permo

Call Super- Arpo

Laura Perrudin- Poisons & antidotes

Ellen Andrea Wang- Blank Out

Lori McKenna- The Tree

Wu-Tang Clan- Enter The Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)

Lee Ronaldo- Electric Trim

Deer Tick- Vol. 2

The Paranoid Style- Underworld U.S.A.

Youssou N’Dour- Set, Joko- From Village To Town, Nothing’s In Vain, Seeni Valeurs

Gaika- BASIC VOLUME

Kasai Allstars- Around Felicite

Carly Rae Jepsen- Emotion

Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds- Who Built The Moon?

Anna Ternheim- All the Way to Rio

U2- Songs of Experience

Mônica Vasconcelos- The São Paulo Tapes

Travis Scott- ASTROWORLD

Nabihah Iqbal- Weighing of the Heart

Van Morrison- Versatile

Jim James- Tribute to 2

Criolo- Espiral de Ilusão

Maciej Obara Quartet- Unloved

N.E.R.D- NO ONE EVER REALLY DIES

The Beths- Future Me Hates Me

Maryam Saleh- Lekhfa

Naomi Bedford- Songs My Ruiner Gave to Me

Jens Lekman- Night Over Kortedala

The Spirit of the Beehive- pleasure suck

Tom Rogerson- Finding Shore

Paul Jacobs- Pictures(,) Movies and Apartments

Ariana Grande- sweetener

Rina Sawayama- RINA

Marcel Khalife- Andalusia of Love

Gunter Hampel- Bounce (Live at Theater Gütersloh)

BAYNK- Someone’s EP

Omar Souleyman- To Syria(,) With Love

Blood Orange- Negro Swan

Open Mike Eagle- Brick Body Kids Still Daydream

First Aid Kit- Ruins

Shame- Songs of Praise

Homeboy Sandman- Veins

Playboi Carti- Playboi Carti

Eminem- Kamikaze

Troye Sivan- Blue Neighbourhood, BLOOM

Joey Bada$$- ALL AMERIKKKAN BADA$$

Priests- Nothing Feels Natural

Rhiannon Giddens- Freedom Highway

King Krule- The OOZ

Django Django- Marble Skies

Bon Iver- For Emma(,) Forever Ago

Calexico- The Thread That Keeps Us

Mary Gauthier- Rifles & Rosary Beads

Hookworms- Microshift

Aphex Twin- Collapse EP

Rae Morris- Someone Out There

Field Music- Open Here

Rhye- Blood

Shopping- The Official Body

MGMT- Little Dark Age

Christine and the Queens- Chris

Alela Diane- Cusp

Sonic Youth- Sister

Brigid Mae Power- The Two Worlds

Deafheaven- Sunbather

Various Artists- American Epic: The Collection Disc 1, 2, 3

Rich Krueger- Life Ain’t That Long

Lil Wayne- Tha Carter V

Modern Mal- The Misanthrope Family Album

Rejjie Snow- Dear Annie

U.S. Girls- In a Poem Unlimited

The Orielles- Silver Dollar Moment

Tal National- Tantabara

Marie Davidson- Working Class Woman

Superchunk- What a Time to Be Alive

Brandi Carlile- By The Way(,) I Forgive You

Car Seat Headrest- Twin Fantasy

Loma- Loma

Quavo- QUAVO HUNCHO

Marlon Williams- Make Way For Love

Nipsey Hussle- Victory Lap

Insecure Men- Insecure Men

Kendrick Lamar- Black Panther

Rapsody- Lalia’s Wisdom

Khalid- Suncity

Tracey Thorn- Record

Anna von Hausswolff- Dead Magic

Jinx Lennon- Grow a Pair!!!

Gwenno- Le Kov

Judas Priest- Stained Class, FIREPOWER

Robyn- Robyn, Body Talk, Honey

The Magic Gang- The Magic Gang

Essaie Pas- New Path

Bob Dylan and The Band- The Basement Tapes

The Decemberists- I’ll Be Your Girl

Pistol Annies- Interstate Gospel

BCUC- Emakhosini (Bantu Continua Uhuru Consciousness)

Jack White- Boarding House Reach

Yo La Tengo- There’s A Riot Going On

Sidi Touré- Toubalbero

Lil Peep- Come Over When You’re Sober(,) Pt. 2

The Breeders- All Nerve

The Vaccines- Combat Sports

CZARFACE- Czarface Meets Metal Face

Laurence Pike- Distant Early Warning

Chopteeth Afrofunk Big Band- Bone Reader

Leo Kalyan- The Edge

Hayley Kyoko- Expectations

Tristen- Sneaker Waves

Thelonious Monk- Les Liaisons Dangereuses

Brad Mehldau & Mark Guiliana- Mehliana: Taming The Dragon

Amy Rigby- Til The Wheels Fall Off, Little Fugitive, The Old Guys

BLACKPINK- BLACKPINK IN YOUR AREA

Rose Cousins- Natural Conclusion

Nora Jane Struthers- Champion

Lilly Hiatt- Trinity Lane

The Rolling Stones- The Rolling Stones, The Rolling Stones No. 2, Out of Our Heads, Aftermath

MAST- Thelonious Sphere Monk

The 1975- A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships

Jhene Aiko- Trip

Don Bryant- Don’t Give up on Love

EMA- Exile in the Outer Ring

Small Believer- Anna Tivel

Vera Sola- Shades

Cardi B- Invasion of Privacy

Darkthrone- A Blaze in the Northern Sky

Sarah Shook & the Disarmers- Years

Goat Girl- Goat Girl

Vic Mensa- HOOLIGANS

Unknown Mortal Orchestra- Sex & Food

Alasdair Roberts, Amble Scuse & David McGuiness- What News

Kali Uchis- Isolation

Wye Oak- The Louder I Call, the Faster It Runs

Migos- Culture II

Hinds- I Don’t Run

DRINKS- Hippo Lite

Alexis Taylor- Beautiful Thing

Jenny Wilson- EXORCISM

#music 2018 #music #best of #christmas

[opotakuism]

If Cosette was hurt, how would Niji react?

[Here’s a short fic/midquel of Castle where Sanjina stays in Germa before her wedding. Cosette is princess Sanjina’s best friend and was favored by her among the servants, much to other maids’ jealousy. But luckily, a certain ill-tempered, blue-haired prince protects her with his own way.]

Another day, another preparation for the royal family’s meal. As the newly appointed head chef in royal kitchen, Cosette made the lunch with all her best to match the royal family’s appetite. She hissed as she felt a stinging pain from her feet as she looked down. Last night after she eat her sandwich as a dinner, her shoes were missing as she was forced to work on bare feet. Cosette knew it must be the young maids’ cruel pranks but she didn’t voiced any complains as she didn’t want her secret friend, Princess Sanjina, worried. Everyone in palace knew about the princess’s past, but they were more likely terrified of Sanjina’s protectiveness and wrath.

While Princess Sanjina was considered ‘black sheep’ from her siblings, Cosette is among the maids… due to her lack of beauty. She have always admired Sanjina’s beautiful appearance and her kindness, for the princess was always will be her role model. So, Cosette decided to be brave as her, enduring all the bullying she suffered from fellow maids.

As she finished preparing the breakfast for Vinsmoke family, she carefully served them all to the royal family. The king, Judge, was absent for his political duty. Reiji smiled only as Sanjina thanked her with gentle smile.

“Thank you.” The princess said quietly.

Cosette bowed slightly, felt genuinely appreciated. She was then, served the dishes of sweet breakfast to the ill-tempered brother of princess, Vinsmoke Niji. She was fully aware of his complex with eyesight as he was forced to wear goggles and echo-locating headphone, but she kept her mouth shut for it was his secret.

The young head chef was about to dismiss herself until she noticed Niji was glancing at her injured foot. Cosette inwardly cursed herself for being clumsy, fearing that her injuries might have caused the prince to lose his appetite expecting some complains or ignoring her, but what came next was something she didn’t expected.

“What the hell happened to your feet?” Niji asked, then noticed the bruises from her arms.

“…eh..?! …. umm,” Cosette looked down in shame lying, “… I got tripped, sire.”

Niji’s eyes narrowed in suspicion then went back to eat his breakfast, muttering: “Clumsy twit…”

Cosette quietly sighed in relief. Sanjina frowned, deeply concerned for her friend. Cosette quietly dismissed herself and went back to the kitchen. While resting, she inspected her own feet. Scratched and bruised from hard work without her shoes, she had them bandaged despite the blood smeared slightly.

“Are you alright?”

She heard Sanjina’s worried tone and shook her head.

“I’m fine, princess… I was just being clumsy…”

But her lie didn’t work on the princess.

“Another bullying, huh…,” Sanjina sighed heavily, “are you going to keep being a meek sheep and let them make your life miserable?”

“I’m sorry, your highness…” Cosette apologized.

“… do you want me to say something to them?”

“N—no, princess… I don’t want them to get punished… it’s just their prank…. nothing serious.” Cosette insisted.

No doubt, Cosette was always get bullied by youthful palace maids who are much more prettier than her. The maids admires Sanjina greatly to the point they were bitterly jealous that Cosette was favored by her. Especially one of the attractive maid, named Azelma*, who was the worst. Long raven hair, arched eyebrows, and fair-skinned. She was one of the two who was raised by Eponi, along with Cosette. But Azelma was spiteful, abusive, and was greatly jealous of Cosette. Two other maids, Fleur* and Adele* followed Azelma, cruelly mistreating poor Cosette when no one’s looking.

“Just… try to avoid them as much as possible…” Sanjina said.

“… but you managed to bond with your brothers,” Cosette spoke, “you are very kind, understanding, despite how they used to…”

Sanjina smiled only.

“It’s because they are my brothers. I want them to be treated as sensible human beings and get along as much as you want to get along with other maids…,” Sanjina patted her head, “just let me know if they bully you again.”

Hesitantly, Cosette nodded her head. Little did they knew, the blue-haired young man looked at them and walked away for he listened the whole thing.

During the noon, Cosette finished feeding the carriage cat and returned to the royal kitchen to make the blue-haired prince’s favorite sweets. Despite his ill-tempered, cruel demeanor and how he often lash out his anger, Cosette grew to care for him ever since they were young… when she heard of tragic incident with his eyesight after the surgery arranged by Judge.

Hoping the dessert would calm his daily stress, she held the tray of sweets and walked towards his chamber until she saw Sanjina angrily marching towards Niji’s room and kicked the door open, yelling his name. Curious and somewhat anxious she remained still and silent as she heard what they were saying.

“Niji!!! WHAT THE FUCK HAVE YOU DONE?!” Sanjina shouted in fury.

“What the hell!?” Niji yelled back.

Sanjina calmed down a little, but remained irate.

“You PISS-BUCKET!!! What did you do to the maids?! Fleur and Adele is SCARED TO DEATH, but Azelma is literally HALF-DEAD BY BEING WHIPPED AND BEATEN!!!! WHAT KIND OF MAN BEATS A WOMAN TO THE POINT THAT SHE’S ALMOST DEAD?!”

Cosette’s eyes were wide in shock. Azelma had just become one of the victims of Vinsmoke Prince’s cruelty. She kept hiding until the princess was gone after arguing with her brother. She then knocked the door, permitted to enter his room as she was holding a tray of his favorites. Niji’s scowl quickly replaced with his usual arrogant side as he kept glancing at her set the dish on the table. His eyes kept glancing at his bandaged feet until Cosette left silently. She went back to the kitchen and noticed a rectangular box wrapped with a red ribbon. Curious, she picked it up and opened, surprised to see a pair of new and refined shoes.

Cosette looked for a card, wondering who sent her the gift but there was no note as the one who give her the pair of black ballet shoes was remained mysterious to her. Shrugging, she decided to try them on after her feet was recovered.

Epilogue:

All palace maids were presented in Niji’s room, shuddering in fear. Niji was sitting on his bed observing ten maids who were presumed to cruelly bullied Cosette. He stood up paced around them like a predator do to its prey. As he stopped, he raised his hand and slapped their cheek with too much force as the maids felt a pain, shrieked in terror. Niji narrowed his eyes, threatening every single one of them.

“Who was it,” he began with scowl, “who stole Cosette’s shoes?”

Seven young maids were too afraid to speak as they made a side-glance towards Azelma, Fleur, and Adele. Niji’s wrathful gaze turned towards the trio. He approached to them, roughly kicked Fleur and Adele to the ground, leaving Azelma shivering in fright. Niji leaned forward, eyeing her with a threatening gaze.

“Did you inflicted that bruises on Cosette?” Niji quietly yet angrily interrogated her.

Azelma knew if she lies she would be heavily punished. So, she meekly nodded her head and replied.

“…y—yes, sire.” She answered, still shaking out of fear.

Niji stood still, forming a vindictive smirk as he gave her another cruel beatings as the servants helplessly watched Azelma receiving too many punches and kicks.

“Tie her up.” He commanded other maids, obviously not satisfied.

Azelma paled for she knew what he was planning to do. Fleur and Adele stood in fright as seven maids tied her wrists together, restraining her from trying to run away. She could listen to Niji pull out the long whip which was similar as horse crop but it was sharper. All servants cringed at the sight, for they knew his lashing was infamously brutal and sadistic.

“My sister has been too lenient with shrews in the castle,” he then growled, “you should know your place, insect.”

He raised his fist that was holding the crop.

“When you lay a finger on what’s mine.”

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Sorry, it took so long. So I wrote a short fic of how Niji would do when Cosette was hurt from being bullied by couple of maids. And yes, Niji might be a tsundere but you’ll know what happens if someone lay a finger on Cosette…. (if I have time, I might wrote Niji x Cosette drabbles/fic in AO3 if you readers want me to.)

Azelma: My OC for this fic. She is based on the character with same name from Victor Hugo’s Les Miserables.

Fleur: My OC for this fic. She’s based on the character with same name from Victor Hugo’s Hunchback of Notre Dame, the fiancee and wife of Captain Phoebus.

Adele: My OC for this fic. Her name’s based on Victor Hugo’s fifth and youngest child, who was suffering from schizophrenia.

#op #one piece #fem!sanji #vinsmoke niji #cosette #niji x cosette #op fanfiction

[spnfanficpond]

Summary: Dean and Sam are working a case, but there might be someone else on the hunt as well.

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 2600-ish

Warnings: None

This fic was for i-dont-know-how-to-write's cutie challenge. Based off the meet-cute in The Hunchback of Notre Dame when Esmerelda meets Phoebus.

#guppy fic #submission