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~Chaotic Duo~
Y/n : but like....we can try .
Juliette : right ! Like there's nothing wrong whit that .
Kenji : * staying in the corner hugging his knife to his chest * Bad y/n , bad juliette !
Juliette : *smirking * don't worry it wont hurt ~
Y/n : its only fair kenji.
Kenji : * covering his head whit a blanket turning invisible * YOURE NEVER GONA CATCH ME HAHA !
Y/n : checky little -
Juliette : now what , we cant find him unless-
Y/n : Warnerrrrr!
Aaron * busting trough the door whit a machete * : Y/N - IM HERE , what's wrong ?
Y/n : kenji wont let me cut his hair !
Aaron :* his shoulders relaxed his eyes softened playing whit his hair * Love , as much as i wish to see kishimoto having his hair chopped of , i have errands to do love * kisses you're forehead * let me know how it goes.* goes out the door *
Juliette : and now what are going to do ?
Y/n : *mall functioning , cheeks red and a wish to marry Aaron faster*
Juliette : yah , i lost her .
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Februabba:
Day 3-Children
Day 9- Sharing
Day22 Hiccup
@februabba2024
#jjba fanart#jojo#jojo no kimyou na bouken#vento aureo#bruno buccellati#bruno bucciarati#golden wind#jjba abbacchio#jjba art#jjba part 5#bruabba#abbbabru#februabba2024#februabba#promps#jjbaau#jojosau
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I was given a prompt: rewrite Visenya's birth
WC: 650
Warnings: AU, blood, birthing, Visenya having dragon malformations, Daemon and Visenya choosing violence
*comments/reblogs are appreciated
The agony was unbearable. It was not the same as the other five she had brought to life before. There had been pain, she would never deny that. This time it felt as if her insides were being twisted and tortured, the overwhelming instinct to claw the babe out of her belly twitched through her mind.
“Princess, please allow us to help you,” Elinda Massey begged.
Rhaenyra grunted in response as she waved them away with a blood-stained hand. No, she needed to do this. She didn’t want them touching her; didn’t want anyone to touch her. At this moment, she was glad Daemon was not there. She did not wish for him to see her in such a state. Half wild, hunched in pain as she grunted while trying to relieve herself of the child tangled inside her womb.
Daemon loathed the feeling of uselessness; painfully aware there was nothing he could do for Rhaenyra at this moment. Instead, he focused on what he could control. The throne was hers and he would do what he must to secure it for her. He went to plan his war….no…their war. He would burn the whole realm for her.
The deafening roars of Syrax shook through the beach and vibrated through the halls of Dragonstone. Rhaenyra’s screams drowned in the ones of her dragon as a gush of blood broke forth between her legs. Fingers gripped the chair as she squatted. It was time. Wet hands grappled as she felt the round of the babe’s head, slowly guiding the body out of her. Something wasn’t right, fingers slick against the rough scales and slender tail, but she swallowed down the fear as she freed her child.
Time froze as she held the little one in her embrace. She was impossibly still until finally her chest heaved with a small breath. Salty tears streamed down Rhaenyra’s cheeks as she held her daughter close. Her Visenya.
The eerie silence made Daemon’s heart stop for a moment as the memories of Laena and the child they lost flooded his mind. Bile threatened to rise in his throat until the soft cry of the babe filled the halls. One hand braced against the stone walls as his knees threatened to buckle. She lived; the babe lived.
“Sweet girl,” Rhaenyra cooed as her bloody thumb stroked the babe’s scaled cheek before she began to rock her. She glanced up as Daemon entered the room. “Our Visenya,” she whispered.
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The shrill scream of Visenya brought Daemon to his feet, Dark Sister unsheathed and ready to strike. When he arrived at the scene, Baela was dragging the boy off her sister; Visenya’s little fists still pounding in the air while Jace scooped her away. Blood dripped down the boy’s nose. Good for her, Daemon thought.
“What happened?” Daemon demanded; harsh eyes fixed on the miscreant.
“He tried to see my tail, Kepa,” Visenya growled and that is when he noticed her torn dress.
The blade of Dark sister pointed ominously at the boy. “I should teach you manners, boy. Mayhaps remove the offending hand,” Daemon growled.
“Do it, Kepa!” The small girl cheered.
“Daemon,” Rhaenyra warned and looked to Baela, who let go of the boy.
“Hmm,” Daemon hummed as he sheathed the sword.
“If you ever dare think to lay a hand upon my daughter again, I will feed you to my dragon,” Rhaenyra warned in a steady voice before the boy ran off, trousers freshly dampened from fear.
Visenya scampered into Daemon’s outstretched arms; the dark green and black scales that embedded her cheeks glittered in the sun before she nuzzled into his shoulder, her silver hair spilling into his. Rhaenyra’s hand settled on their daughter’s back as she smiled.
“Mama, you should have let Kepa kill him,” the little girl murmured.
Rhaenyra’s laugh echoed off the walls. “Next time, I shall, my sweet girl.”
#promps#fae writes#daemon targaryen#rhaenyra targaryen#hotd fic#hotd au#daemyra fic#daemyra#daemyra imagine#rhaenyra targaryen imagine#daemon targaryen imagine#tw blood#tw birth
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words hurt like a blade
pt2
part one here
father!loki x daughter!reader
warnings: sh, bullying,description of wounds and scars, mentions of suicidal thoughts ext.
description
when loki finds out his little girl isn't dealing with things well, falling into dangerous habits that he once did too, he does everything to try and look after her.
☆ please please do not read this if you find anything in the warnings list at all triggering, keep yourself safe and I'm always here if anyone needs me or just needs someone to message ☆
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
It had been a few weeks since the accident, and loki hadn't been sleeping well at all. The thought of his little girl hurting herself and feeling so hopeless and scared twisted his stomach, he couldn't bare it. She was still in the healers room, bandages wrapped round both her colour drained yet swollen arms and pots and pots of medicines on the bedside desk. Her face was white and the dark bags under her eyes exposed her exhaustion, her hair was dreaded in uncountable knots and she was barley eating due to the sickness from the scene that repetivaly played out in flashbacks in her head, seeing the wounds open on her stained wrists and the blood that ran down her thighs.
y/ns eyes slowly blinked open, the light burning them. Straight away she felt the pounding in her head, black dots bouncing in the air as she swayed in her hospital bed.
"I'm sorry."
She mumbled over and over again.
"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry... I'm so-"
suddenly a large pair of arms wrapped around her waist, kissing her forehead and rocking her left and right.
"shhhhh angel."
loki whispered.
"I've messed it all up... I've... it wasn't you... I.... I'm sorry... dad i-"
She broke into sobs, the fear and sadness stealing her breath as she gasped through the tears. Lokis heart shattered into pieces, tears whelling in his eyes as he pushed himself onto the hospital bed, sitting I front of her with crossed legs, his hands taking hers and looking up at her.
"I love you princess... don't ever doubt that. I want.. I need you to talk to me.. to trust me. I've been here angel I have and.. I want you to have someone you can go to.. urges.. Relapse.. anything."
He practically begged as he kept her hands in a strong yet gentle embrace. She simply just nodded in reply.
"it's not the right way to deal with things sweetheart its not. It leaves scars and its so fucking dangerous I cant bare to loose you.. especially not like that."
He rolled up his sleve and her eyes widened.
"they scar more than you think.. if you take my word on how much you'll regret it in the future you'll save yourself a lifetime of doubt."
he chuckled softly kissing your forehead, then taking your hands again and looking you in the eyes.
"I love you."
"I love you more.."
"Imposible"
"Mm."
she scrambled into his embrace and hugged him tightly, wrapping around the blankets as she lay on his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around her. He brushed soft strokes and began to hum your favourite asgardian melody from when you were little.
"om hjem
Men trærne de danser
Og fossene stanser
When she sings she sings come home
When she sings she sings come home
When she sings she sings come home
When she sings she sings come home
I stormsvarte fjell jeg vandrer alene
Over isbreen tar jeg meg frem
I eplehagen står møyen den vene
Og synger: når kommer du hjem?
Men trærne de danser
Og fossene stanser
Når hun synger, hun synger
Kom hjem
Men trærne de danser
Og fossene stanser
When she sings she sings come home
When she sings she sings come home"
He looked down to her sleeping form snuggled around him and smiled softly.
"I'll look after you angel"
He said before kissing her head and brushing a strand of hair out her face, then laying down to sleep himself.
#loki#loki x reader#aesthetic#bbcsherlock#benedict cumberbatch#fanfic#tom hiddleston#tom hiddelston loki#bbc sherlock x reader#art#father!loki x daughter!reader#lokis daughter#loki disney+#promps#marvel#mcu#writing#fanfiction#loki odinson#loki of asgard#lokidottir#yn
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Klance/VLD Ship-Post
hey! I’m planning on making a bunch of Klance drawings. Or a bunch of Lance x ____ ships and stuff. Even platonic ones. Friendship is beautiful. Please send me poses and even prompts you wanna see.
Im glad people like this post. But please leave comments/replies/a response
#art#vld lance#voltron#my art#voltronlegendarydefender#angst?#Drawings#ship art#ships#platonic vs romantic#Poses#references#promps#lance mcclain#lance x everyone#cc x oc#More#Overtagger
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𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨-𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐬!
Send a "!!!" and I will give you a soul-crushing headcanon regarding our characters :)
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I want a story
Where when you turn 18, you stop aging until you find your soulmate. If you kill them, you don’t age until you meet them again reincarnated. I want the story to be split up into two perspectives, not the hero and the villain, but the two villains. Every time they find their soulmate, they both try to kill the other until one succeeds. Then the person who killed them waits until they are reincarnated and 18 again, then it starts all over again. Something happens, and they end up being married off to each other at 16. They hate each other, but are forced to have a kid by their parents. When they reach 18 and keep aging, they want to kill each other, but have a kid they need to look after. Begrudgingly they agree to wait until the kid can be married off/survive without them, then they will try to kill each other. Not surprisingly, they fall in love, all that, blah blah blah, but then it turns out that their kid is trying to kill them. One dies, the other kills the kid, then searches the world for their love’s reincarnation. Boom, the reincarnation doesn’t remember, and tries to kill them. Have to make them fall in love again.
#writing community#writing inspiration#writing prompts#writing promps#otp promps#promps#please#writers#someone write this#funny post
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when the villain actually had a loving, supportive childhood and it’s the hero who comes from massive trauma 💕💕
#enemies to lovers#enemies to friends#enemies to found family#enemies to allies#like#ugh#angst#writeblr#promps#villian x hero#writers on tumblr
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draw your fav charater drinking the kerokero cola
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"Defiant whumpee who eventually breaks-" Consider: Whumpees who refuse to break.
Whumpees who bites their tongue to stop from making a single sound out of spite, even if it means a bloodied mouth. Because the Whumper likes it when they scream.
Whumpees who take a punch or kick to the face, only to spit their blood onto the Whumper and glare at them.
Whumpees who harden their hearts, bringing walls of steel around their thoughts and feelings to protect themselves. The ones who remain cool, collected, and unbothered. The ones who reply with merely a raised, unimpressed eyebrow at their Whumper's strategies.
"Even I could do better than this." (Whumpee)
Whumpees who call the Whumper names the Whumper had never even thought of and create combinations of curses un-thought of.
Whumpees who pretend to be broken to get the Whumper's guard down and let the Whumper get close... Only to immediately attack the Whumper once their back is turned. Who's smirks are not deterred by the Whumper's promises of punishment.
"What? You thought this was going to be easy?" (Whumpee)
Whumpees who taunt their Whumpers, insulting them in every way, including the Whumper's reaction to said insult.
"One comment and you're lashing out at me like a child. I was right, you are pathetic." (Whumpee)
Whumpees who have fire and anger in their eyes, who struggle against every restraint and fight with everything they have. The ones the Whumper has to take extra precautions to keep contained, and struggle with transporting.
Whumpees who, when alone, allows a moment to steel themselves, and let themselves feel pride in the small victories they win against the Whumper. Who recollect themselves for the next punishment or training session they may face.
Whumpees who hold onto their defiance as the last thing keeping them from becoming Whumper's pet. Their disobedience is their only choice in this situation, and they cling onto it for dear life so they can survive this. They've lost everything else... They refuse to lose this too.
And, of course, after they have been taken away from Whumper...
The Whumpee who doesn't understand they've been rescued, believes it just a change in ownership and treats Caretaker with the same malice as they treated Whumper. And the Caretaker who, after much trial and error, force Whumpee to take care of themselves and heal.
The Whumpee who melts into Caretaker's arms upon meeting, whether it be friend or stranger, just because they are not the Whumper. The Whumpee's mask of defiance fades to show the pain they have suffered through.
The Whumpee who doesn't talk about it when they return. They refuse to acknowledge the pain and simply allow Caretaker to heal them physically before repressing any feelings and pretend to not be effected by it. (And Caretakers who, of course, notice the small changes and continue to pester the Whumpee)
The Whumpee who has to unlearn the harsh edge that has protected them. Who has been stuck being horrible to the Whumper for who know how long, that they've forgotten how to be kind. The ones who hurt the Caretaker, and find themselves horrified at doing so. The Whumpee that fears they're turning out to be just like the Whumper. (Bonus points if the Whumper returns to capture them again, bring the Whumpee back where they belong.)
The Whumpee who's pain turns to anger. The Whumpee who swear vengeance and spend every second thinking about how to kill Whumper, and spends the rest of their days hunting the Whumper down. And the Caretaker who has to stop them from hurting themselves further.
#whump#whump prompt#defiant whumpee#caretaker#whumper#caretaker prompts#promps#whump tropes#whump scenario#i may have many many ideas on all of these#and more#my writing
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Hi so you made Spidey talkin' to criminals casually can you make part 2 for that it's nice and funny and oh I love your blog officially one of favourite blogs
I have been away from tumblr for so long and I'm just seeing this! Your wish is my command however I forgot how to use this thing, so no judging my format 😩✋️
Spider casually talking to criminals paper 2!!! Aaah
Spiderman, being told he has to distract 2 guards: heeey guys, you ever played chess before?
Guards: ...
(Cut to a half an hour later)
Spidermam: yah.. and that's how I burnt my first kitchen down
Guard1: that reminds me of this time my dad blew up our garage!
Guard2: damn it! How are you so good at chess?!
(His team mates in the backround managing to steal the data they need and flabagasted at how spiderman hasn't been shot yet)
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Robber: damn it to hell! How have I not hit you yet?
Spiderman: Well you know what they say! An apple a day keeps the angry robber from hurting him away!
(Robber throws his gun at spiderman as a last resort and hitting him across the head, sending him backwards)
Spiderman, groaning: aaaaugh, I forgot to eat my apple this morning.
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Robber, throwing a grenade at spiderman: HEADS!
Spiderman, desperately trying not to get shot: shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toooes and eyes and ears and-
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Spiderman, accidentally hitting a criminal harder than he intended: it's OK! Your fine, peachy even.
Robber, on the verge of consciousness: aaaugh, no I'm not
Spiderman: yes.. yes you are
Robber, crying: nooooOooooOoo
Spiderman: your be fiiiine.
Robber: aaauuaugh
Spiderman, putting a postit note for the police on his forehead: just. Mhmmm hold onto that for me.
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Spiderman, punching someone in the face: where the hell do you even get a bazooka from?!
Criminal, now tied onto the wall with webs on there mouth: mhmmmph
Spiderman: I mean! Its ridiculous! If you can get a bazooka you can get a job!
Criminal: mhmmmmph
(10 minuted if spiderman ranting to a poor criminal)
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Spiderman: OH EM GEE!
Criminal, suprised: what?
Spidermam: you have something on your face!
Criminal, self conscious: I do?!
Spiderman: yah let me get it for you
(Proceed to wipe food of the criminals mouth)
Criminal, turning to his friend, heatbroken: why didn't you tell me something was on my face?!
Criminal 2: what there was nothing on your face
Spiderman: don't lie! There something on your face as well
Criminal 2: what, really?
Spiderman: yah! My fists!?
(Spiderman knocks criminal 2 unconscious)
Criminal 1: YAH! Good job spidey, serves him right
Spidermam: what a fake friend
Criminal 1: ...
Spiderman: ...
Criminal 1: do I get to go?
Spiderman: sorry pal. At least you will look better for your mugshot?
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#peter parker#incorrect peter quotes#scenarios#smart peter parker#promps#writing inspiration#criminals all secretly like spiderman#peter parker gives no fucks
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More UST with a pining Jason please 👀👀✨️! Any pair you like 💖!
YES. A THOUSAND TIMES YES.
i honestly love UST, it's something about the possibility, the what if, just ugh. Destroys me in the best way
Rest assured I'm def going to write it
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prompt: All Might is kidnapped and various 1-A students have to rescue him
Toshinori was on the edge of consciousness, just barely hanging on. But he knew he could not fall into the inky blackness that nipped at his heels and pulled at his mind, crooning to him that all would be easy of he just gave into it.
He knew he could not allow himself to slip because he needed to be awake and aware so that when the opportunity to escape presented itself, he would be able to grab onto it with both hands and run. He had no other options, he had to get out of this, he had to make sure everyone was alright. He had to protect their smiles.
So Toshinori beat back the lulling song of unconsciousness with every trick in the book and a few more he made up on the spot. He resisted with everything he had and quite a bit of what he did not have but was willing to burn in the process.
He must have lost his fight at some point however. There was no other reason why he blinked and found Young Uraraka standing before him, her face set in determination.
"Hold on All Might, we're gonna get you down," she says. And his body lurches slightly as the shadows around him move in disconcerting ways.
Toshinori tries to warn Young Uraraka of the danger, tries to tell her to run. But his tongue is heavy and useless in his mouth. She remains heedless of the danger as the shadows shift again.
"Tell Deku Tokoyami and I have him, we'll be going out exit two," Uraraka says over her shoulder. Toshinori cannot see who she is talking to, but she must receive some affirmation because she gives a sharp nod of her head before brushing her fingertips across his cheekbone in a featherlight touch.
"It's okay All Might, we are here."
#promps#bnha#mha#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#yagi toshinori#uraraka ochacho#granny griffin#my fic writing#ficlet
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Tomorrow’s prompt is “counting” so… what fandom/pairing do y’all wanna see? Cause otherwise I will be left to my own devices
#& no one wants that#i pick the most obscure fandoms#tickletober prompts#tickletober#tickletober 2022#promps#ash begs for prompts
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Questions of the Day
How does your heigh compare to your F/O? You can use this to visualize (thanks to @mothmina)
How do they get along with any other F/O’s you have?
What’s a habit that your F/O has that annoys you?
What does your F/O smell like?
If you could give your F/O a makeover, what style would you do? Would they like it?
Does your F/O snore?
Who would you and your F/O go on a double date with?
Are your F/O and you married? Dating? Or still in that we’re together but technically not phase?
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today story idea
Write about a character who wouldn't hesitate one sec to protect his friend from a very dangerous monster and the army and when the army see him win, they take him away to use his power against the country's enemy.
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