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eleteo125 · 7 months

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"Be Mine or You Will Burn"

Rollo x GN!Reader

AN: Me and my friend are Rollo fans and they've inspired me to write this idea out 🤣

You were simply just walking around admiring the scenery of Noble Bell where you went back to the cathedral to appreciate the artistry of the stain glass. Each panel depicting how Judge Claude Frollo and his accomplishments.

Rollo, the school’s student council president has welcomed the NRC students by giving them a tour but his obvious disdain for magic users made it clear that he was rushing to get the tour done as fast as possible to get away from them. Heck you would even bet that the only reason he was able to get through the whole tour was because he only set his attention towards you barely minding the other guests. He sometimes casts a watchful eye on them but other than that he doesn’t particularly engage with them compared to you.

With those signs in display, everyone from NRC has come to the conclusion that them being invited here has an ulterior motive to it. Briefly shaking those thoughts from your mind, you admired the lights coming through the different colored windows surrounding you in a colorful halo.

My what a beautiful sight indeed.

Magic wielder or not, you’re still a student from NRC so of course Rollo has kept a close eye on you when freely strolling around the school. But he can’t help the fact that you’re devoid of any magic at all has him deeply fascinated. And to think to mingle around those…ahem.

Do not be fooled he’s only keeping watch of you because he can tell that everyone from NRC are quite attached to you especially that dragon fae. What better way to keep them in check when he has you close and in his clutches.

Walking towards you he silently stood in behind you. He held in a small chuckle as he saw you’re awestruck face looking at the beautiful work of art. “Impressed?”

Jumping a little bit in surprise, you quickly looked behind to see him “O-oh! Yes, I haven’t seen a stained glass window in person before, just through pictures.” You confessed

“Hmph of course such beauty is painstakingly crafted by hand of course you won’t see a lot of it. Craftsmanship that took people’s skill and talent with no assistance from cheap tricks everyone reveres.” He spits

“Magic?”

Rollo stayed silent at your question.

You decide to let go of the subject with his sudden silence. Instead you walked closer to the window to admire the small details. It was such detailed you can’t even imagine how long it would take to finish such a large piece.

Too lost in thought, you started to reach your hand out to the window but you’re once again surprised when you felt a strong grip around your wrist.

You were about to apologize but instead freeze up when you felt him step closer behind you. You tried to step forward to get some distance since you’re starting to get flustered at our position but realized that you don’t have much space to move in since you’re very close to the window.

“I’m sorry but those were just cleaned by the careful hands of our cleaners hands off please.” He whispered in your ear.

You shuddered at his closeness and the sensation of him speaking carefully so close to your ear. “I-I understand.” You stuttered while unconsciously leaning into his ‘embrace’.

He seems to have lost himself also since he buried his nose in your hair while his other hand rubbed your free arm.

You two stayed like that for who knows how long just basking in each other’s contact. “Why not transfer here, I can tell how ‘generous’ the headmaster is in your current school.”

“I can’t” you managed to mumble out after almost melting at the close soud of his voice yet again.

“You’re surrounding yourself with magic that is as deadly as fire.”

You leaned closer “Fire can be useful too.” You whispered

You felt his sigh in your ear and your knees almost gave up but he held you up when he sensed you were about to fall.

“Consider it.” He kissed behind your ear “Be mine or you will burn.

He carefully let you go after making sure you won’t collapse to your knees before walking put and leaving you under colorful light.

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #rollo flamme x reader #rollo flamm #twst rollo #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #rollo flamme

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voyeurmunson · 4 months

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A Taste: Eddie Munson One Shot

18+ Minors DNI

Summary: this is a series of one shots written in Eddie’s POV about his sexual experiences. ;) this one is the first time he got a taste. ;) I hope you enjoy. 🖤 Chapter list found here .

Part two:

“Just the regular?” I ask, my eyes shifting from her eyes straight to her tits. Fuck.

“Mhmm..” she hums lightly, a slick smile spreading on her pretty lips. This time she’s in a little black dress. Short. Fuck, is it short… the material clinging to her curves in all the right places.

I grab the little baggy from my lunchbox trying to shake all the dirty thoughts from my mind and spin around to see her plopped down on my bed flipping through my sketchbook.

“These are really good, Eddie.” she smiles sweetly, flicking her eyes up to me.

This was the last thing I needed. Her seeing my dorky drawings of dragons and elves. I could feel my face getting hot. She was so far out of my league and I was already nervous enough.

“They’re nothing. Just some random shit.” I try to laugh but it comes out slightly hoarse, making me groan out loud.

“You okay?” she giggles as she sets the notebook to the side, shifting slightly causing her dress to ride up her thighs. Her legs part just a bit, the smallest glimpse of her panties now on display.

“You look pretty. Really fuckin’ pretty.” The words fly from my lips before I can stop them and I watch as her lips curl into a smile.

She pats the mattress beside her and I make my way over, sitting down at least a foot away from her. Fuck, she makes me nervous.

“I won’t bite.” she teases, scooting herself closer so her leg is now pressed against mine.

“You wanna smoke?” I ask as I pull a pre rolled joint from behind my ear.

“Mmm, please.” she hums, her eyes flicking to the joint in my hand before landing on my lips again. I place the joint between my lips, striking my zippo, bringing the flame to the rolling paper as I inhale deeply.

Smoke fills my lungs as I offer her a hit. She smirks as she takes it between her finger and her thumb, taking a long drag for herself. My eyes remain on her mouth, watching as the smoke rolls beautifully from her plump lips as she exhales.

We pass it back and forth a few times, a nice buzz settling across both of us. She’s closer somehow, I can feel her against my side as I turn to look down into her pretty eyes. She takes a deep hit, her fingers landing on my chin, gripping tightly as she pulls me close.

Fuck. My lips brush hers as I part them, allowing the smoke to transfer from her mouth to mine. And then it was over. I shoved my tongue in her mouth, tasting the weed as our tongues swirled together, both of us panting into the kiss.

Her hands grasped at my shirt taking two fistfuls as she pulled me down on top of her. My hands were shaking just a bit as they began to roam across her body. Holy fuck.

And then I was between her thighs, her tiny dress shoved above her hips as I yanked her panties down, flinging them to the side.

My tongue glides through her folds, her slick coating it completely. The moan that left my body was one I’d never heard before. I hook my arms under her thighs, pulling her closer as my eyes fall shut, my tongue alternating between flicking and swirling, my lips moving erratically across every part of her wet pussy.

“Eddie, fuck.” she moans softly, her fingers threading into my curls as I open my eyes to look at her. Fuck me.

Her lips are parted, her eyes locked on mine as I begin to suck gently on her clit. “Yes, baby. Mmmm..” she breathes, her hands holding my head in place.

“Feel good?” I gasp as I come up for a bit of air. I’m fucking drunk on her taste as I meet her eyes once again.

“Mhmm. Don’t stop, baby. Please don’t stop.” she whimpers making my dick fuckin’ throb.

I move my hands to her inner thighs, spreading her legs even more, pressing her knees hard into the mattress as I slide my tongue as deep as possible earning the sweetest little cry from her.

“Oh fuuck..” She lets out a soft whine as I begin to fuck her with my tongue.

My hips rut against the mattress, my cock aching for any fucking friction as she falls apart beneath my tongue. I think I’m gonna cum.

“Eddie, holy shit baby. So good.. feels so fucking good.” she praises and my eyes almost roll to the back of my head. I move back up to her clit, tugging the sensitive bud between my teeth making her hips jolt up just as I slip two fingers into her pretty pussy.

“Fuck! J-Just like that.” she cries as I curl my fingers into that soft spot inside of her. I can feel her all over my fingers, sticky and warm as I begin to fuck her.

My brain goes fuzzy. Her taste, the way she feels clenching around my fingers, the lewd sounds of her perfect pussy sucking my fingers in again and again. Her back arches off the bed as her nails dig into my scalp, the sound that comes from her lips is downright pornographic as she soaks my hand making me come undone. I can feel my warm cum making a mess inside my jeans as I moan into her sweet pussy.

I remove my fingers, bringing them to my lips, sucking them clean of every bit of her cum as I kneel on the bed.

“More, sweetheart. Fuck. Want you to ride my face. Please.” I beg, desperation laced in my tone. I needed more. I couldn’t get enough of her.

“Yeah, baby? You gonna make me cum again?” she laughs breathlessly, pushing my chest hard making me fall to the bed.

“Anything for you.” I whisper, watching in awe as she crawls toward me.

She moves to straddle my face, her dripping pussy hovering just above my lips.

“Good boy.” she purrs.

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I’m not sure if I missed anyone but I’m so sorry if I did and if you’d like to be added or removed just lemme know 😘🖤

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you

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fierymiasma · 1 year

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⚜ Hogwarts Legacy Fanfic Masterlist ⚜

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK. YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION. Reblogs and tagging my blog for credit. If there are any headcanons that you would like to use, please contact me!

ꕥ 《 As always: Accepting Requests 》 ꕥ

|| My Other Work || AO3 || Works in Progress ||

Sebastian Sallow x f!MC

🌸Five Times Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4

Five times Sebastian Sallow Was Jealous and One Time He Didn't Have to Be

🌸Homecoming Part 1 || Part 2

She visits Sebastian in Azkaban ten years after sending him there.

🌸 You Look Better In Green

🌸 Part 2: And You Look Fetching in Yellow

Sebastian sees the new transfer student wearing someone else's scarf and proceeds to absolutely lose it.

🌸 For Her Own Good

🌸 Part 2: No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Sebastian gives f!MC Amortentia, so she never tries to leave him again. He instantly regrets it.

🌸 Keeping His Promise

10 year reunion fic: Sebastian sees her again at the 10 year Hogwarts reunion. He's not letting her get away this time.

🌸 Monstrous

She couldn't believe that Sebastian was ever capable of casting the Killing Curse. Now she doesn't know what to do with him.

🌸 Firewhiskey and Apple Tarts

Sebastian is tasked to take a drunk hero of Hogwarts back to her dorm after a wild party in the Slytherin Common Room.

🌸 Tear You Apart

Sebastian and the hero of Hogwarts try to make each other jealous. It doesn't end well.

Ominis Gaunt x f!MC

🌸 Poetic Misunderstanding

10 year reunion: The last thing that Ominis expected from their ten year class reunion was to end up in the middle of Three Broomsticks kissing the savior of Hogwarts.

🌸 Drowning In Jealousy 🔞

The hero of Hogwarts has been recently attracting a lot of unwanted attention. Jealous Ominis makes sure to remind his pretty little dove who she belongs to.

Silver Trio - Sebastian x f!MC x Ominis

🌸 A Little Game Part 2

A contest: whoever charms you more, gets your first kiss.

🌸 Between

Sebastian is jealous over both of his friends only to find out that they're room enough for all of them.

🌸 Never Tickle a Sleeping Dragon

Ominis catches Sebastian and MC sneaking out again, off on another dangerous adventure without him. They find a way to make it up to him

🌸 The Spare

Sebastian and f!MC try repeatedly to court an oblivious Ominis.

🌸 Teach Him a Lesson 🔞

Ever since the three of them started dating, Sebastian's been getting really jealous whenever Ominis starts kissing their girlfriend. It's about time they teach him a lesson.

#hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x mc #hphl #harry potter #sebastian sallow fic #harry potter hogwarts game #sebastian sallow fanfiction #ominis gaunt x sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt x reader #ominis x reader #ominis x you #silver trio

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serpenndragon · 19 days

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Hey! I’m a new follower! I love your creature design and your art is amazing! You have very creative ideas and they are so interesting reading about them! Plus, the details in all of your sketches are so awesome!

I read your thread about Wither Demons and their parenting style. That makes me wonder, can Bad make his body warmer so that the baby dragons can sleep comfortably with him (please show us a cuddle pile with Bad and the babies)? And did at some point one of the baby dragons get scared of Bad’s true form in the beginning?

Hi!! happy to have you here :D

Thank you so much! Designing creatures is a passion of mine, I'm so excited others enjoy them as much as I do!

AND OGGHHHHH I am sooo so happy you brought that up, I didnt think of that detail initially (because it's already very warm in the nether) but I can imagine parents probably being able to generate and transfer body heat like that so boom canon

that's such a cute idea though omg.. and I actually do have this unfinished doodle of him cuddling w a few of the kids kinda

ignore how sad he looks I was in a mood

anywaysss I did also think of a scenario where the trio first saw his true form, I might draw it at some point maybe!

#badboyhalo #bbh #qsmp art #badboyhalo fanart #bbh fanart #qsmp #qsmp eggs #dapper qsmp #qsmp pomme #qsmp richarlyson #qsmp tallulah

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serahlink · 5 months

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🚨 EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS OPEN🚨 tw // homeless / some med talk but not much

Reblogs are greatly appreciated!!

Making a new post to hopefully get some work for my family and I so we have somewhere to stay for tonight, since work has been very slow lately. I'm Link, and I'm a 22-year old artist, and my family and I (me + my father and younger sibling) have been homeless since November 2021. It's a long story. TL;DR version is at the same time, while I was living with a friend and my dad + younger sibling was on the road (he drove a van at the time) he had gotten into a diabetic coma and was fired by his job. Being fired meant he or my sibling didn't exactly have a home to go back to, as our relatives on both sides refused to help. At the same time, I was going to have to find someplace else since my friends grandmother was entering the late stages of her life and they had to transfer her to the nursery, meaning there was a lot of things his family had to take care of and I couldn't be there. They allowed my father, sibling and I to stay there for two weeks to give us time to find someplace else.

While I was there, I'd been doing commissions to help their family out with food, and since it was either the streets or living under a roof; I told my friend to take us to a nearby motel since we had enough for a day, and we could figure things out from there. So since then, I've been keeping us here by doing commissions ever since. Either of us haven't been able to obtain a job yet due to how hard it is for us to get our documents to get an id (we dont have a car at the moment, and saving money for the room and food is already tough as is), but recently we think we might be able to get my father's ID so he can work, were waiting on his lung condition to recover fully and get money saved up for the documents and all that before we apply to get them. So hope isn't fully lost for us, we just need to take care of some things for a while longer until then.

Recently, things have gotten worse again. We were paying weekly thanks to the help from my followers and commissions I was getting, but when we weren't able to pay for another, we went back to paying daily again. And immediately we were set back. For the past few days, we haven't been able to pay for one let alone food. We were able to pay most of it to at least stay here, thanks to the kindness of the staff, but they called us earlier to tell us if we couldn't pay everything tonight, then we'd have to leave. We owe 120 by 11pm tonight, and I thought maybe making a new post might help us since posting on my other socials hasn't done much for us lately.

My commissions are open, and if you're interested in helping us out via a commission you can contact me through my Tumblr dms since it's the easiest way to get to me. But if you can't help financially, which I totally understand, I know the economy is tough on all of us right now, please don't feel bad or anything. Reblogs also help us a ton, and it always means a lot to us.

For the commission info itself, I have it all packed into this link right here, along with examples of my art and prices. I draw mainly fantasy pertaining to the Dragon Age Series and although I know little to nothing about Baulders Gate, I have done some art of tavs before! I also do DnD work as well, so I'm used to drawing pretty unique characters. I'll also put some examples I have below. If you want something outside of that, I'm sure I can provide, just let me know upon your request! And I think that's all. Much love to you and thank you for reading, I hope you have a wonderful day/night :)

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blacklegsanjiii · 2 months

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Sanji's birthdays and how it's celebrated throughout the AUs

Happy birthday to the most easily transferable child in all the blues!!!!!! 🥳🎂🎉🎈

It's long and it's not every au but!!!!! It's most of them that are more fleshed out and

Warlord!Sanji: Zeff knows he should ban them all but he made Mihawk take the kid so this is penance, and Sanji is smiling so brightly and calling them all his parents as Boa sticks a party hat on him and the family photo is a photo no one is ever going to believe a poor waiter took as they insisted "Uncle Zeff should be in it"

Golden!Sanji: It's a quiet affair, there's not even cake, it's just a normal day. Sanji finds a present on his bed and it's a book of tales specifically about the All Blue. He hugs Mihawk and thanks him.

Golden!ASL(Sanji's the s, RIP Sabo): It is very much a big thing. All their birthdays are. Luffy and Ace help Mihawk make and decorate the cake(Ace helps make it and Luffy does most of the decorating), put up decorations("Luffy please don't snap your limbs like rubber bands, Ace these are flammable-quit flying around!"), and a present they all picked out. It's a knife set in a chef roll. Sanji hugs them all and thanks them.

Shirohige!Sanji: Gets to make the menu and not the food. He is banned from the kitchen for the day. When Ace joins it's much easier because they're in so much fucking love you don't understand, Sanji is willing to take a day off for this boy, even if it his birthday(when it's Ace's he makes sure Ace only eats the food he makes)

Trafalgar!Sanji: They don't celebrate anything, he only celebrates it because Luffy found out and made him. Law thinks it's ridiculous they now have to celebrate living thanks to Sanji's boyfriend/captain making them. Ridiculous.

NBL!Sanji: it's a medium affair, there's cake and a present but no decorations and it's far more mellow than Golden!ASL but just a bit bigger than Golden!Sanji.

Hancock!Sanji: It's a royal affair of course they go all out, who do you take them for? Marines?

ASL+S: They bring home Sanji's preferred animal somehow, someway. In all of the ASL+S AUs.

Blue!Sanji: The quads always loved spicy seafood pasta. Sanji eats it every birthday. Judge always made something sweet for it, usually a pudding.

Clown!Sanji: Buggy's crew loves throwing parties, Sanji's first birthday with the crew is the biggest party they've ever thrown. Sanji's not sure how they could ever top it. And every year they do.

Redhair!Sanji: Shanks puts his coat on Sanji and lets him be captain for the day. It's the only day of the year that mutiny is not threatened.

Croc!Sanji: Oh he's blowing money. And everyone is swooning for the little prince of Baroque Works. Even Daz is smiling.

White heart!Sanji(Trafalgar+Shirohige): The crews all get together to celebrate Ace's and Sanji's birthdays and their wedding. Law lets Bepo be protective as hell. But the feast is grand and they party like there's no tomorrow.

Fishman!Sanji: Cookbooks and maps from almost the whole island. He spends the whole day reading(and the next several months)

Revolutionary!Sanji: they don't celebrate, Sabo and Sanji do not know each other's or Koala's birthdays. They do celebrate Sabo and Sanji's anniversary and Dragon tries to make sure they can be together for that(the Okama start giving them lube soon as the know, Sanji has the biggest stockpile in the blues)

Donquixote!Sanji: The four Cs: Cocaine. Cake. Cigarettes. Chaos.

Loved!Sanji: He used to spend it with his family. He still does. A royal party and a birthday shared with his brothers. But at night it's just him and Luffy and a spare cupcake Sanji snagged just for them.

Nico!Sanji: The celebration is an exchange of stories about their moms every year, private and calm.

Charlotte!Sanji: Katakuri visits him and they catch up. Katakuri loves his little brother and how free he is. He doesn't give Sanji a present, never will. Just wishes him happy birthday and receives a letter for his.

Friend!Sanji: Spends a birthday in a town with one of his friends every year. Gets woken up with breakfast and sent out to play and be a kid. He brings whoever it is back to the Baratie for dinner and cake.

#black leg sanji #monkey d. luffy #trafalgar law #vinsmoke sanji #portgas d ace #fire fist ace #dracule mihawk #hawkeye mihawk #all the aus #sanlu #lusan #sabosan #acesan #sanji #sanji day #sanace

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shannonsketches · 5 months

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my favorite parts of totk, unranked:

The implication that zelda is related to rauru and sonia, but ganondorf murdered sonia and there was no implication she'd had a child, and then rauru died, so where tf did Zelda come from

Casually implying that Zelda is a furry by blood

What did that first Zonai/Hylian kid look like Nintendo, I wish to see the baby

The memories are all from Zelda's pov, so she could hear Ganondorf talking under his breath from an adjacent cliff?

because she's got big-ass rabbit ears in her blood probably

my personal headcanon that sand seals are the maltese dogs of domesticated molduga

the idea of gerudo being out here training and giving belly rubs to full size molduga, no wonder they're feared by literally everyone

rauru being a huge bitch about ganondorf's status while he's kneeling

ganondorf being a huge bitch right back about rauru's family being dead

rauru going >:[ bc Gan's 'professional way to say fuck you' game was too strong

rauru and sonia just peacing tf out and letting their unconscious timedaughter and the soldier they'd employed fall from the sky after they were done with them

mineru 'i am not only brilliant but I can transfer my soul into anything. i chose this deconstructed robot at the bottom of a hole please help' zonaidorter

sonia. she's complicit but she's cute, I have no notes.

ganondorf taking a stone off his forehead and eating the stone and that same stone somehow ending up back on his forehead, which seems very on brand for Ganondorf's entire experience

the triforce trio being heavily implied but never mentioned

the triforce being a part of everything but never mentioned

the implication that the other dragons are just girls who decided to eat shiny rocks, making the golden goddesses more relatable than ever

#totk spoilers #silly hours #any girl who eats the forbidden candy is a goddess i don't make the rules #do NOT eat shiny rocks kids

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galaxygirl8880 · 2 years

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Cale earns a healing power that transfers the pain of whoever he used it on to himself

It could be a side thing of his healing ancient power-

He only uses it when he feels like one of his allies injuries was his fault/ could have been prevented or when they don't have enough healing potions/people

Literally anyone who Cale has used this power on is horrified when they find out how exactly it works

Like a scene where Cale was coughing up blood two seconds ago but notices a cut on Choi han's arm and instinctively heals it.

Choi han internally: 'goddamnit Cale-nim-'

Not sure if the injury should be healed by his ancient power or if he has to let it heal normally

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Ex:

"Here, let me heal you."

'If I hadn't distracted him, this wouldn't have happened'

Cale moved his hand towards Choi han's head injury with a sour face. Everyone was fighting with members from Arm around them, although the battle was mostly one-sided-

Choi han moved his eyes up, only seeing the faint, white glow coming from Cale's hands. The headache that he felt slowly went away leaving a pleasant, warm feeling in it's place.

Choi han felt his energy go back to 100% and moved to stand.

"Cale-nim, please rest for now! We'll take care of this!"

".. Alright, be careful."

The only reason why Cale actually agreed to this was because he was tired and was now taking care of a head wound. It wasn't too bad, though still annoying.

After Choi han left, Cale ran a hand through his hair, said hand coming back with more blood than originally on Choi han's head.

'... this is one thing I don't like about Vitality if the Heart-'

-Human! What happened to your hair!? Are you hurt? I'll kill whoever did this-

"Don't worry about it, It'll heal soon."

Cale quickly began patting Raon to calm the overprotective dragon down while walking towards the carriages.

"Ah- sorry. I got some blood on you."

-...

Raon wordlessly teleported them both inside their carriage.

They took a nap untill the battle was over.

Cale forgot about the head wound and blood on his hair.

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Now the thing above could go a few ways- when Cale wakes up and moves his head, there's a blood stain. And Choi han or whoever's in the carriage with him immediately notice, Choi han puts together the thing about his healing power and everyone bans him from using it again.

Or he wakes up in his bed with a bandage wrapped around his head and Ron tells him that he smelled the blood when he got in the carriage and scolds him for hiding an injury.

Or they make it back to the villa and when Ron is helping Cale shower, a crap ton of dried blood is coming out of his hair and Ron immediately takes him out and puts him to bed while calling several healers and again scolding him from hiding an injury.

Or they go to the Henituse mansion and Deruth hugs Cale in front of everyone, running his fingers through his hair and feels something wet. Spoiler alert: it's blood. Cale tries to tell everyone he's okay but fails because his head is literally bleeding.

Or Cale just faints as soon as he tries to step out of the carriage to see if anyone else is injured.

I HAD A LOT OF IDEAS WHILE WRITING THAT- Yes I know Cale hates pain, that's why I put the bit that said he only uses it when he feels like someone's injury was his fault-

#cale henituse #vitality of the heart #ancient powers #trash of the count's family #tcf #choi han #tcf raon #tcf ron #tcf deruth #deruth henituse #ron molan #raon miru #poor cale #he brought this on himself-#feel free to use thjs #just credit me #pls #tcf fic idea #tcf fic

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rp-asks-crack-starters · 2 months

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Could you make some starters for fantasy muses? Lots of starters and things on this site seem to be geared only to modern muses. Thank you!!!

Absolutely! Here are some starters. If there's any specific theme you'd like, let me know and I'll work on that too!!

Fantasy World Based Starters.

Adventure themed:

"By the stars, did you see the size of that dragon?"

"The bridge ahead looks perilous. Shall we risk it or find another way?"

"We've got company. Two o'clock, [Enemy mob] approaching. Brace yourself."

"The storm clouds gather overhead. We must find shelter before it's too late."

"Keep your blade at the ready. We're not alone in these woods."

"The mist is thickening. We could easily lose our way if we're not careful."

"We're not alone in this cave. I can hear them breathing."

"The runes on this door... they're ancient and powerful."

Battle/ Combat themed:

"Keep your shield up and watch your flank. Those [Enemy mobs] are sneaky."

"Focus your spells on the [enemy's] weaknesses. We need to bring it down fast."

"They're casting curses! Keep your mind clear and focus on breaking their hold."

"Stay close. We'll cover each other's backs as we advance."

"Stay behind me. My magic will protect us from their ranged attacks."

"This battle isn't over until we've vanquished every last one of them. Fight with all you've got!"

"I'm injured, but I can still fight. Cover me while I heal!"

"Don't hold back your magic. We need every advantage we can get."

"I've got your back, but we need to end this quickly. I can feel my strength waning."

Care:

"I'm going to try a healing spell, but it might sting a bit."

"Stay with me. Don't you dare close your eyes. You hear me?"

"Keep your eyes open. I need you to focus on my voice while I heal your wounds."

"Don't move. I need to remove the arrow carefully before it causes more damage."

"Your wounds are deep, but I won't let you fade away. You're stronger than this."

"I'll transfer some of my vitality to you. It's risky, but we have no other choice."

"I'll brew a potion to dull the pain, but we need to find shelter first."

"I'll call upon the healers. They'll know what to do. Just hang on a little longer."

"The poison... it's spreading. We need an antidote, and fast."

"You're not dying on my watch. We have too many adventures ahead of us."

"The wound festers with dark magic... I fear it's beyond my ability to heal."

Injuries:

"Every breath feels like knives... tearing through my chest."

"I can't move... my limbs feel like they're encased in stone."

"My magic... it's depleted. I have nothing left to fight with."

I'm alone... so alone. Please... someone help me."

"I'll walk it off... just need to shake off the shock."

"I'm sorry... so sorry. I couldn't protect... couldn't protect anyone."

"Tell... tell them I fought... until the end."

"The pain is nothing... just a scratch compared to what I've endured before."

"The pain is a reminder... that I'm alive, that I'm still fighting."

"The blade... it cut through flesh and bone like a scythe through wheat."

"I'm fine... just a scratch. Nothing a little magic can't fix, right?"

"I'll push through... I must. There's no time for weakness now."

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Petiet about the death of Alfred de Lameth

I still owe @cadmusfly a translation of this passage in Petiet’s memoirs. And I had totally forgotten about it. Mea culpa! Also, please bear with me, it’s rather long. But also quite gripping.

The Duke of Dalmatia had made General Quesnel governor of Oporto.

Sidenote: That’s one of the guys whom Gotteri suspects to have been in on the Argenton conspiracy.

The auditor Taboureau was intendant and Captain de la Colombière, in the service of Spain and the marshal's interpreter, had just been appointed by him as Spanish consul in this city.

And if this post wasn’t too long already, I would love to comment on the ways Soult apparently set up his makeshift administration:

Colombière, aren’t you basically a Spaniard? Excellent, consider yourself transfered to diplomatic service as the new Spanish consul.

La Colombière: Uhm… and what are my duties as consul of Spain?

Chorus of ADCs chanting in the background: Par-ty, par-ty, par...

On 11 April, the day of his inauguration, Monsieur de la Colombière gave a dinner for the army's general staff. General Ricard, chief of staff, attended, as did the aides-de-camp and officers of the Duke of Dalmatia.

Notably missing: The Duke of Dalmatia. Which makes me wonder if this wasn’t another Go get drunk elsewhere! incident...

Captain Choiseul-Beaupré, Franceschi's aide-de-camp, and Alfred Lameth, who were due to leave the next day to see this general, were present at the party, which was very merry and lasted until four in the morning. Eugène Choiseul, […]

That’s a different member of this illustrious family, and another of Soult’s aides.

[…] addressing his cousin and Lameth, told them that the route they were about to take was safe and that he had just taken it alone and without a guide. Lameth observed that in Portugal a road was only safe up to the moment at which no one had yet been murdered on it. The disastrous event which took place on the 13th proved only too well the truth of his answer.

And of course, knowing this, the most professionel approach is to start the trip worn out, without sleep and drunk as a skunk. But at least they're finally on their way and I can refrain from any further comments.

Choiseul-Beaupré and Lameth, tired from the night they had spent with the new Spanish consul, instead of going to Franceschi's headquarters the same day, stopped at Villa de Feira, four leagues from Oporto. A convoy of clothing, escorted by dragoons, had just arrived there. The next day, the 13th, the two officers preceded the convoy, which was moving slowly, and they asked to be followed by two dragoons. They had just passed the village of Arrifana when they entered a sunken road, the narrowness of which meant that they had to march one at a time, in this order: one dragoon, Lameth, Choiseul and the second dragoon.

In the middle of the sunken road was a path that turned right and led to a village in the fields. The continuation of the road, making a slight bend to the left, led to Oliveira, one of the cantonments of General Franceschi's troops. The hills bordering the sunken road were covered in woods where fifty or so armed peasants had taken cover, no doubt waiting for the convoy. The leading dragon followed the road directly, but as Lameth took the path to the right, Choiseul shouted at him: "Lameth, you're going the wrong way!" Immediately, a shower of musketry killed Alfred de Lameth and Choiseul's horse. The second dragoon fled towards Arrifana, while the first abandoned his horse and ran towards Oliveira amid renewed shooting and a hail of stones thrown at him by the insurgents from the top of the hill.

Choiseul had his foot caught under his horse. As he tried to remove it, he was hit by a bullet that slightly injured his ear. Choiseul redoubled his efforts, managed to free his leg, got to his feet, ran across the land to the left of the road in the direction of Oliveira and crossed a river at the foot of a hamlet. The armed peasants then ran down the hill like a torrent and followed in his footsteps. Choiseul only had time to reach the first house in the hamlet and ask an old man to save him.

The insurgents entered the cottage, seized Choiseul and took his watch and money. Soon there was a quarrel between the brigands over the division of the spoils and Choiseul, who noticed the compassionate eyes of the old man, hoped that the discussion between his attackers might save his life. But he was taken to a plain near the cottage to be shot. He saw a large number of inhabitants of both sexes gathered there. Choiseul shouted to them in their language that he did not recognise Portuguese honesty in the conduct of those who wanted to immolate a defenceless man. He added that, according to the laws of war, he should regard himself as their prisoner and not their victim. He ended by telling the inhabitants that if his blood were spilt, they would have to fear the most terrible vengeance.

The Portuguese, astonished to hear a Frenchman explain himself in their idiom with as much ease as energy, stopped, grouped together, talked amongst themselves and soon beckoned Choiseul to follow them. They returned to the house where he had been arrested. The old man wants to give him back his purse and his watch. The money is found but the watch has disappeared. The old man says to Choiseul: "You have not been arrested by soldiers of our nation, but by highway robbers. We are going to give you six of us to take you to your people. You should not even consider yourself a prisoner." However, the first dragoon arrived breathless at Oliveira and told General Debelle, who was in command there, that chef d'escadron Lameth had just been murdered and that Captain Choiseul was in the greatest danger. Tholozé, aide-de-camp to the marshal, […]

Yes. Another one. Brun’s Cahiers have a report by him about what happened during the evacuation of Oporto, when Wellesley attacked.

[…] was returning to Oporto and was close to the general. He assembled a detachment of dragoons and galloped towards the scene of this deplorable event. The six peasants escorting Choiseul saw the French arrive at full speed. They paled and thought they had arrived at their final hour. Choiseul reassured them, ran to meet Tholozé and shouted at him to spare his liberators. Lameth's body is found and he is taken away to perform the last services.

As soon as the Marshal, who was very fond of Alfred, learned of his assassination, he ordered the Thomières infantry brigade to go to Arrifana, to gather the old men, women and children in the church and to burn the village. General Thomières went to Arrifana to carry out this fatal mission. The village leaders came to meet the General and told him that the fifty culprits, strangers to Arrifana, had been arrested and would be handed over to him. General Thomières then took it upon himself to change the order he had received. The village was respected and the fifty brigands were hanged in front of the church.

So, according to Petiet, the village was not burned in the end. That’s somewhat in accordance with Soult’s memoirs, who claims to only have ordered to find and execute the murderers und to have their houses burned. Petiet, however, was sent on another mission the day after Lameth had left Oporto and can only have learned of all these events later, most likely from the ADC Choiseul, with whom he was close friends, as he states in his memoirs.

There you have my very belated translation. Sorry for the delay 😥.

#napoleon's marshals #jean de dieu soult #auguste petiet #alfred de lameth #oporto 1809 #portugal 1809

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marvelwitchergilmore · 4 months

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The Look Of Terror

Summary: Peter Parker x Fe!Reader -> You joined Shield and when you're placed under a certain Team Leader, Peter can't help but worry about you.

Disclaimer: This is more platonic co-worker vibes, I think? Rather than romance? But there is romance in it? Fluff, angst, Peter takes care of the reader. Description of a panic attack, kidnapping, bombs and an asshole of a Team Leader. I'm a little unsure about this one. Comment if you'd like a Part 2???

You were new to the team.

It was no surprise since you joined a week late into the program that your Team Leader pushed you harder than the rest of them. But you were okay with it, most of the time. In the times where you weren’t, you’d spend a couple hours in the library reading of worlds that didn’t exist - or at least, you hoped didn’t exist. Because, for as much as seeing a fire-breathing dragon would be cool, it could also destroy most of the population of New York in one breath.

It was six months into the program that Peter finally saw you.

Not that you had noticed.

He saw you on your first day of arrival. He heard your name mentioned in passing and that was as far as it went. Until the training rooms had to be pushed into one due to a leak in the women’s bathroom. It was then that you caught Peter’s eye.

But not because of your looks, although he didn’t fail to notice your beauty. But because of the familiar look in your eyes.

It took him a while to figure it out; what exactly the look was in the beginning, he couldn’t be too sure.

For over a month, he studied you.

You weren’t a part of his team. In fact, you were with a whole other training division. But in the days when he saw you, he studied you as best as he could before it could become border-line creepy.

He saw you talk to people, but they never became friends with you. You were happy to help out people when they were struggling but most times, you were left on your own. Whilst other groups studied the Shield Handbook together, cutting the 500 page manual into respectable chunks, you sat on your own in the corner. A few people would look over to you and snigger or sneer. One trainee had said aloud about asking you to join them but everyone else shut the idea down right away. You were the rookie.

What baffled Peter was the fact that the group of trainees, who refused to collaborate with you, were rookie’s too.

Then, one day, he pulled your file.

You had the highest test score out of your group. You were intelligent and smart. You had enough strength training to be transferred into a higher level but due to your qualifying status, you would only move up when the rest of the rookie’s did, too.

So, after all of this, when he found you in the library alone one night, he decided to talk to you.

“You must know that thing like the back of your hand.”

Peter saw you jump a little and instantly regretted not making himself known to you sooner.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“Oh, no. That’s fine. I-I should be heading home now, anyway.”

“You’ve finished that book three times this week alone. Shouldn’t you be out with the others having a…drink or something?”

“Maybe, but…I kind of prefer my solitude.”

“Ah, the mysterious lonesome type?”

“Some may beg to differ.”

“I’m Peter, by the way.”

“Y/N.”

“It’s nice to meet you.”

“Likewise.”

“You’re a part of Abbot's team, aren’t you?”

“Yes. How did you know?”

“I’ve seen your file.”

“You pulled my file?”

“That and I’ve seen him train you twice a week when all agents share the training room.”

A look of realisation crossed over your face. “Oh, shit. Sorry, you’re Agent Parker.”

“Please, call me Peter. Everyone else does.”

“By the handbook says-”

“That all employees refer to their Team Leaders by their working title.” Peter sounded off. “That was something written by Fury to keep HR happy. To be honest, I’ve never really liked it. You’re meant to be a team, and how can that happen if agents are too busy worrying about calling their team leader by their official title.”

“You have a point, but Abbot-”

“Drill it into you.”

“That’s one way to put it.”

“Well, if you ever need anyone to vent to, you can talk to me.”

“Thank you.” Then after a moment of consideration you asked; “Why you?”

Peter nodded. “I worked with Abbot before Barton came back. I’ve seen how he can train those in his team. I’ve also seen that your group doesn’t exactly seem to strive for trust. It can be hard, working alone. Believe me, I would know.”

“Well, thank you.”

The next day, as you sat alone in the cafeteria, you were slightly startled to find Peter place his food tray down in front of you. “May I?”

“G-Go ahead.”

It shocked you a little; how much Peter was trying to talk to you. By this point, you had been in the program almost six months and no one, other than Abbot when he was barking orders, bothered to try and interact with you - on any scale of capacity.

And, for the following two weeks, it continued to happen.

Peter would sit down with you in the cafeteria whenever you had a break from training together. He would join you in the library on late nights when he had to make test scores and you were going over the handbook once more.

But it wasn’t until one evening when Peter noticed you had been a bit off for a couple of days, that he finally asked you what he’d been dying to ask you for weeks.

There was a distant look in your eyes. Like as if something had crept its way out of the locked box you kept it sealed in, and was slowly making its way to the front of your brain.

“What happened?”

It took you a moment to adjust back to reality before you could finally hear Peter’s question.

“What?”

“What happened?”

“When?”

“Before you joined the programme.”

Peter could see you studying him before he saw a wall go up in front of your eyes. “Nothing.”

“What happened?”

“Nothing. Nothing happened. I already told you why I joined Shield.”

Peter said your name, “I know the look of a horrible memory when I see it. What-”

“Nothing. Nothing happened, Peter. So, can you please just drop it?”

“Yes, sorry.”

You pulled the handbook back in front of you and began to skim through it again and again and again.

Except, that wall that your build would soon crumble, even as you fought for it to stay standing.

Three weeks later, and not saying a word to Peter, you found yourself in a training day that Abbot had set up without telling anyone.

“You’re gonna have to stay on your toes. It’s not easy out there, so, first up!”

Your name was called.

Others were called after you and you were given five minutes to understand your mission. And it took everything in you not to stop breathing.

As Peter made his way down to the training room, he found a “friendly” competition. The other Team Leaders had decided to get involved this time round and people were cheering and chanting and others were completely silent.

And only then did he understand why.

In the centre of the crowd, knelt three people and in the middle of them was you.

No one else noticed, but Peter did.

Your hands, despite the composure you were holding, were beginning to shake. Your eyes seemed glossier than the last time he had seen you and your breathing wasn’t like anyone else's. It was shattered.

And, as much as he wanted to stop what was happening, he knew if he did, it would probably make it worse.

Less than 30 seconds later, you were finished on the task in front of you and you stood back.

“Seven minutes and thirty-six seconds!” Abbot called out your time.

Peter watched as you turned your back and removed some of the equipment from your body before pushing your way to the back of the crowd. He rounded the corner of the crowd, but he couldn’t find you.

A few minutes later, he watched as Abbot awarded one of the Rookie’s a gift-card of some kind and a medal.

“Okay, that’s it for today! See you tomorrow!”

But you were the only one to leave.

And Peter was hot on your train.

From the moment you were given your task, your breathing was hitched in your chest and you couldn’t just quite fill your lungs with enough air to stop them from beating against your heart rapidly.

Throughout the seven and a half minutes it took you to complete the task Abbot had given to you, you had been slowly losing clear vision due to the tears of old memories ripping their way into your mind.

And once time had finally been called, you just had to force yourself to hold out a little bit longer.

But, when your legs began to give out on you, you rushed to find a wall to support you.

And, you did, for a moment.

Your breathing was unsteady and out of control. Your head felt like it was spinning and you were going to throw up, all the while you could feel every single particle of blood in your body trying to fight its way into and through your heart.

In a hazy distance, you heard someone call your name and you tried your best to focus and remain in control, but it didn’t work.

It wasn’t until you heard a door click open behind you and a steady hand lead you inside that you sank to the floor in a weak attempt to try and ground your emotions.

“Hey, look at me.”

You looked up and recognised the person who had helped you into the room.

Peter.

You couldn’t speak. So Peter tried his best to calm you.

“Just focus on my voice. Can you do that? It’s going to be okay. No one can hurt you here. You’re safe. I need you to keep looking at me. Here, pass me your hand.”

Peter took your trembling hand in his and held it against his heart.

“I need you to try and focus on the beats. Can you do that for me?”

It took you a moment, but when Peter pressed his hand over yours so it pushed further into his chest, you finally felt his heartbeat against your palm.

You tried your best to keep track of them, counting each one as they came.

“Okay, good. Now, can you follow my breaths?”

You tried your best to follow his breaths. Breathing in with him, and breathing out just the same.

It took a while but eventually your breathing returned, though it pained your chest a little when you did take in a deep breath.

At some point, Peter had moved to sit beside you, placing an arm around you, yet still holding your hand against his chest.

You didn’t know how long had passed before Peter spoke. It both felt instant and as if forever had passed.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not yet.”

You didn’t want to recount, just yet. You didn’t want to remember, just yet.

Eventually the light in the room dimmed and you found yourself standing. Peter had taken off his jumper before placing it on you. He had felt you shivering for the last hour but every time he went to move and give you his zip-neck jumper, he felt your hand hold him tighter not wishing him to move.

At some point, you found yourself inside of your home with Peter by your side, switching the kettle on without having to ask which is your favourite mug.

Peter didn’t say anything. He just let you sit by your kitchen island and stare at your hands for as long as you needed.

“It all started about two years ago.” you started, without even meaning to. “I, uh, I had been working the night shift. I worked in an emergency vet surgery. Anyway, one night, two guys came in. They said they had a horse outside that was giving birth but they couldn’t deliver the foul. It wasn’t rare that we got cases like this, so I grabbed my bag and rushed outside. But, instead of a horse trailer with a labouring mare, I found myself being carted off to a farm ten miles out of town.”

Peter slid the freshly made tea across to you before sitting down on one of the stools allowing the corner of the island to come between the both of you.

“I had…”

“It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me everything. You don’t have to tell me anything.”

You gave Peter a small nod, too emotionally exhausted to try and fight.

You took a breath. “I had…found myself on a farm and all I remembered was getting hit over the head and when I woke up I was strapped into a ticking bomb.”

You recounted everything to Peter, from the moment when you woke up and what was going through your head, to managing to find your medical bag which they hadn’t hid well, if at all. And, how, from that, you had tried your best to get out and stop the bomb from going off whilst it was still attached to you.

The fact that you had, by some miracle, managed to get away before it went off and blew up the barn was beyond you. But once Barton had found out, he wanted you in Shield. You had most of the medical training and with some training, you could become a major asset within Shield, helping eventually train medics in the organisation - even if you had started out as a Vet.

It was safe to say Peter was pissed about Abbot's actions.

Hell, it was even in the handbook and probably within the file that Abbot would have full access to since he was your Team Leader.

You, under no circumstance, were to be put into a situation like you had been put in just hours earlier until you had clearance from a licensed medical therapist. And, after a few questions, Peter found that you hadn’t.

Yes, you had clearance to train. You had clearance to practise. But when it came to something you had been so close with facing yourself? No.

Again, time passed and before you knew it, you had come back around and your wall had slowly started to build back up.

“I should probably go to bed. I’ve got a long day tomorrow.”

“Oh, yeah. Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”

“Yeah, of course.” You tried to assure him.

Eventually, Peter got up to leave but looking down at your top, you called out to him.

“Sorry, here’s your top.”

“Oh, uh, thanks.” Peter turned to leave once again but then turned back. “Oh, here…just in case.”

You looked down and found Peter’s card. It contained his name, office address and his phone number.

“If Abbot tries something like today again…”

“I’ll be sure to call.” you nodded, though Peter feared that what you were saying had no meaning. That you would continue through it, pushing your emotions against your brick wall as hard as you could before you broke again.

“I mean it, Y/N. He shouldn’t have done that today.”

“I’ll be okay, Peter. I promise.”

AS the door closed behind him, Peter feared that you had made a promise you couldn’t keep, despite how much he knew you would try to.

#peter parker #peter parker x fe!reader #peter parker x reader #tom holland! peter parker #though you can see it as a different actor of Spider-Man if you want #fluff #angst #taking care of reader #co-workers #falling in love?#platonic ships #mcu #marvel cinematic universe #marvel #spider-man x reader #spiderman x reader #agent parker x reader #agent!peter parker #agent!peter parker x reader

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watercolourcritters · 3 months

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Commissions Are Open!

Please shoot me a DM if you're interested, or email me at [email protected]! For watercolour and marker art, I do other sizes besides 5x7" and 8x10", those are just the most commonly chosen sizes.

Please note that for shipping of commissioned art (other than the digital art print), it must be tracked shipping, which is about $15-20 CAD. If you would prefer just the digital scan of artwork, that is an option as well!

[ID: Four slides with the following commission information on them:

One - A plain slide reading: Commission Info. Pet portraits, custom greeting cards, encouragement art, fanart. All prices in Canadian dollars, shipping not included. Payment through Paypal, Etsy, or E-transfer No: Vehicles, Mecha, NSFW

Two - A slide reading "Watercolour" 1) No background, $1.15 x Area, 5x7" = $40, 8x10" = $92. The example shown is a realistic watercolour painting of a bearded dragon wearing a party hat with a light blue wash as the background. 2) Full painting, $1.50 x Area, 5x7" = $52, 8x10" = $120. The examples shown are both realistic watercolour paintings in the same style, one of a short haired collie dog sitting in the woods, and the second of a hand painted bookmark of a sewing machine sewing a rainbow quilt.

Three - A slide reading "Marker Art." Animals only, simple backgrounds. $1 x Area 5x7" = $35, 8x10" = $80 The examples shown include a full pet style portrait of a Bernese Mountain dog, art of an American robin sitting in a tree, and a jaguar with text reading "Your sadness has a place here, just as much as your joy."

Four - A slide reading "Digital Art. Cartoon style fanart only." $20 per character, $10 for a loose background. Fandoms: OFMD, CR, Locked Tomb, and more! Optional art print included (+$4 shipping) The examples shown are three digital artworks all in a cartoon style, and all of OFMD characters. The first shows Jim, Archie, and Oluwande dancing in the style of the Three Of Cups Tarot Card, the second shows Jim and Oluwande napping together on their bed and wearing each other's hats, and the third shows Jim and Oluwande sitting together and napping.

End ID.]

#commissions #commission info #update from last year!#commissions now open!#long post #watercolour critters art

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lantanasmuttyfanfics · 1 month

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can you do a part two of the evil queen/good king fanfic? i loved it so much and I loved how you described the playful dynamic between them. i also LOVEDDD how you described the evil queen. thank you sooo muchhh!! 💖

No smut in this.

I’m sorry please don’t come at me! I just had this fluff idea that I wanted to write with them and I didn’t know how to add smut.

Anyway I hope you enjoyed even without smut

Part 2 of the previous good king x evil queen (you can find the first part after the snow x evil queen post)

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The good king always worried about her. He worried about her at day, at night even in dreams. But considering she was the destined evil queen he felt foolish to want to wrap her in a protective bubble and not let her do anything dangerous.

If he did try she’d probably bite his head of, she already showed she’d be willing when she thought that he was flirty with Snow White. So instead he worried from within and at a very unnoticeable level.

So here he was wondering to the stadium with his friend king charming as they went to see the midterm dragon games. Everyone was buzzing with excitement, some students like the future Goldilocks having taken their seats an entire 2 hours before.

I mean it’s not like he was arriving very reasonably aswell, the game started in half an hour and the teams were probably still warming up. But a chance to see his queen, dressed in those tight leathers and maybe sneak a quick detour, now that he couldn’t pass up on.

King charming had only agreed to come as his own destined queen, Princess charming, had recently been transferred onto the team after a member of Snow Whites team had gotten injured. To say that his friend was nervous was an understatement.

“It’ll be fine.” He patted the charmings arm giving him a reassuring smile as he turned to look back at the arena. “Easy for you to say. Princess barely has an athletic bone in her body, she’s madly uncoordinated at anything but ladylike activities.”

The good king paused turning to look at his friend in apprehension. Were they talking about the same girl, as in Princess charming who climbed the schools tower because her pet cat got scared so high, as in Princess Charming who challenged the future Cheshire Cat into a puzzle game?

Sure. Only ladylike activities for her.

“And besides! Playing against that barbaric evil queen. Who’s to say she won’t curse the poor girl.” The good king kicked his friend in the leg, giving him quick glare and warning look before the stadium started to get super packed.

Soon the games were about to begin and the commentator of today (Goldilocks) was cheerfully announcing the arrival of Snow Whites team. “Ladies and gentlemen! Can we give a cheer for Snow White!”

The stadium erupted in cheers and claps as the beautiful Snow White and her team strutted out, the said girl gave a curtsy and let doves fly to her arms as she walked to the camera “hello everyone! I’m very excited to apart of this years dragon games.”

The doves flew of her arms and the team got seated on their dragons, next Goldilocks announced his evil queens team. “And now for Snow Whites biggest nemesis. The Evil Queen.” The good king whistled as his girl came out a clap of thunder runging behind her.

He shook his head at her theatrics, cheering once more as she went up to the camera. “I’m not going to waste time here. I’m here to win, and I will.” Snow rolled her eyes while the queen smirked and jumped on her dragon.

Both teams now flying into position the enchanted ball, rose up to the air hovering for a sec before its levitation magic disappeared and the whistle was blown. Both captains dove down to get the ball, Snow Whites hair flowing elegantly behind her as the evil queen rolled her eyes this time.

Managing to grab the ball she swiftly came out of her nose dive and flipped upside down in the air with her dragon as she avoided one of Snows members. Seeing that one of her was open she threw the ball hard watching as just at the last second Princess charming spewed up and grabbed the ball.

The evil queen cursed and king charmings mouth fell on the floor. Shouting at her nearest member they started to encircle the girl, the queens dragon sending a fire blast her way. Shrieking princess abruptly did a flip her hand losing grip of the ball.

Seeing her opportunity she dove down again, from the corner of her seeing Snow heading right for her. Smirking she let her dragons tail wack the other dragon in the face, making Snow momentarily lose control.

Grabbing the ball again, she flew lower to the ground this time. Her head tucked deeply into her shoulder as she did an abrupt turn and pulled her dragon to fly straight up at the goal. Seeing that the goal was empty of the defender, the evil queen chucked the ball watching fall in the hoop.

Laughing she and her team cheered as Snow White groaned, “oh what the matter dear? Your not acting like the fairest of the them all right now.” She saw as the words dug into her nemesis, her mouth lifting into a smirk as they went back to positions.

The whistle blew again and Snow managed to grab it this time, the evil queen shouted in frustration as she order her team mate to intercept Snow from the back while she went to the front. But just as they were about to get into position a princess from the opposing team came and knocked them back.

Letting a small amount of her powers show she quickly calmed down and raced towards a speeding Snow White, who was dangerously close to putting the ball into the hoop. “Obstruct!” The queen shouted hoping that the nearest player would block Snow.

But alas, the wretched Snow swiftly turned to the side and approached the hoop even faster now. Gritting her teeth, the evil queen did a spin dive under Snow White before soaring up right in front of her. Smirking, the evil queen let her dragon let a fire ball burst into the air, filling Snows vision with fog.

Nonetheless, as the evil queen faced Snow, her dragon positioned on the righ while Snows was positioned for the left, she raised her arm high up. The crowd held their breaths, the sound of the dragons roaring at each other seemingly the only sound as Snow White attempted to shoot.

The Evil Queen watched the ball soar straight for her, she pushed against her seat hand stretched wide as she went to intercept. Snow gritted her teeth, leaning forward in her saddle as she prayed that the ball with go in.

The audience also started to hush, the good king especially watching the moment intently. And in the evil queens attempt to catch the ball, she slipped. Her foot slipped from the hooks of the saddle, making her stumble forward as the ball flew above her head.

The crowd gasped and then cheered as Snow White and her team all started shouting in joy. The good king on the other hand, even from afar, could see the pure rage in his queens eyes. The smoking of purple that oozed out of her as she untangled her foot from the hook.

The coach ordered them to get back in position and Goldilocks focused the camera back on herself. “Well ladies and gentlemen of Ever After! What an intense moment! If it hadn’t been for that faulty foot buckle maybe that point wouldn’t have happened. But who knows.”

The camera focused back on the teams as they got back into starting positions, team members from each team all looking tired after an intense two rounds. Sighing deeply, the evil queen kept her eyes trained on the ball, not letting anything distract her as the whistle blew.

Moving past faster than anyone could comprehend, the evil queen had the ball tucked under her arm, dodging and moving past each and every person she came across. Even if it was her own teammate. The only thing on her mind right now was getting that ball in the hoop no matter what.

Seeing Snow White attempt to block her by doing twist spin, she dived down in her own twist spin nose dive. But she did it so quickly and abruptly that she made herself dizzy, her eyes blurring as her head pounded.

Pushing through her dizziness, she yanked the reigns back up pulling her dragon into an other spin that had her panting and squeezing her eyes shut to block out the dizziness. But as she opened her eyes she was met with the fiery burst of Snow Whites dragon, forcing her to have to do an other quick maneuver.

This time she ended up under the bell of the dragon, the only problem was that she was flying upside down and that dizziness was not going away. As the evil queen attempted to yank and pull at her dragon with the heel of her foot, she suddenly felt like she was floating.

No, not floating. Falling.

Gasping the evil queen looked around, her hazy eyes allowing her to see little. But she felt the wind rushing past her, the nothingness around her legs and bottom, and the feeling of her hair whipping past her as she fell… and fell.

The evil queen cursed. Why wasn’t any of her magic working? No, why wasn’t her mouth moving? Why wasn’t she casting a spell to slow her decent and impact? She couldn’t think of why, as the next second she felt her world go black.

People in the stands all gasped and shouted in surprise and fear as they saw the undefeatable and terrifying Evil Queen fall from her saddle and plummet quickly to the ground. Snow White, despite herself raced down to catch her nemesis, blaming it on destiny.

If the evil queen died before graduation how would Snow White get her happily ever after?

But the one person who was the most scared the most petrified was the Good King. He felt as if someone had knocked the air out of his lungs as he watched helplessly. He was a hero. How could he think of nothing to do but watch as his love plummeted to her death.

Every other hero and teacher was taking action into trying to catch his love, so why was he only watching as Snow White of all people raced down to catch the Evil Queen.

Feeling as if reality just hit him, the good king sprung from his seat, sprinting towards the stadium grounds. He held his breath, taking small glances at her once every few seconds as she continued to plummet, Snow White not to far behind. And yet seemingly so far behind as his love was still falling.

He wondered as he ran, why wasn’t she using her magic to stop herself from death. He knew she was capable. Sure he’d never seen her do that, but he’d seen her place even powerful spells on students. Spells that seeme far more advanced that a simple slowing speed spell. So why wasn’t she?

He didn’t let himself think much further on the matter as he saw that his love was now probably only 100 feet from impact. It might have seemed a lot but she probably had only seconds before death.

Miraculously, Snow White dove in the same maneuver that had his love falling out her seat under. But all that mattered was that seconds later the evil queen was safely mounted onto Snow Whites dragon as she landed with grace.

Everyone cheered and clapped for Snow, the good king himself letting out a thank you to whatever was out there as he sprinted towards them. Seeing him approach Snow jumped of her dragon, setting the evil queen on the ground as the good king and members of faculty also arrived.

“Ms White, we are forever indebted to you my future queen.” Headmaster Grimm bowed before he turned his attention to the evil queen. He signaled to a healer to approach, and the good king sunk to his knees holding his loves hand.

“I’m not sure what happened. She just seems to have passed out. Ms White what do you think happened? You were the closest person when this happened.” Snow White perked up before she cleared her sing song voice.

“Well, I was trying to grab the ball from her when suddenly she flew under the belly of my dragon. When I looked down she was upside down aswell, next thing I saw was her foot trying to pull or do something at the saddle. Then poof! Falling.”

Headmaster Grimm nodded thanking her as he directed his attention onto the good king. Saying nothing he nodded and started to order staff members to block view of the evil queen from students as two pixie nurses came with a stretcher and put the evil queen on.

Standing back up the good king followed the pixies and healer as he stared at the abnormally pale face of his love.

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3 days had passed since the incident.

It was the only thing anyone could talk about, the wonder of how this happened and when the evil queen would wake up. Indeed she had yet to awaken after three days, some people had suggested that maybe the good king should try giving her a true loves kiss.

That worked for most unconscious women in Ever After, but he would never admit that on the first 2 hours of the evil queen being unconscious he had tried that. He had gently placed his lips onto hers and gave her a small kiss, when that obviously didn’t work he was only left with his embarrassment.

But on the brighter side of things, his loves roommate, little red riding hood had agreed to let the good king stay in their dorm where the evil queen would rest while little red would stay with her mysterious boyfriend…

The good king had been more than grateful and so for the last 3 days here he was staying in his loves dorm taking care of her while she was unconscious. And so here he was now, sitting beside her as he played with a strand of hair, giving her temple a kiss.

Hearing the bell ring for dinner, the good king sighed and went to get up when he suddenly felt something. Pausing for a second he turned to look at the queen who was very much still unconscious, blaming it as a trick of his mind he went to leave again.

This time to be stopped by the sound of the soft groan leaving his loves mouth, with widened eyes he quickly sat down holding her hand as the evil queens eyes fluttered open. She groaned again going to cover her eyes from the light before the good king laughed in joy.

“Are you ok? What happened? You’ve been asleep for so long. How did-.” She cut him of with a kiss to the cheek as she attempted to sit up. Helping her she rested her head against the pillows as she rubbed her eyes.

“What happened?” The good king paused taking a moment to collect his thoughts as he answered. “Well you fell unconscious while on your dragon and fell of. Snow White saved you.” The evil queen let out a gagging noise as she rolled her eyes.

“Should’ve let me die.” The good king gave her a look before he squeezed her in a hug, not being able to contain himself. “I’ve been so worried about you sweetheart… and I was so scared when I saw you fall.” The evil queen who would usually make fun of him for saying such mushy stuff only pecked his lips.

“It’s ok I’m fine, I think I just got magic drainage. It happens when I’m not sleeping or eating well and over using my magic when I do those things.” The good king furrowed his brows letting himself inspect her as she stared at him.

He wondered how after a three day coma she looked so ethereal, so beautiful. It was one of the many wonders of the world.

Thinking back to what she said he looked at her with a pointed look “why weren’t you eating.” She rolled her eyes burrowing deeper in the covers. “To busy with practice.” He sighed placing his head in the crook of her neck. “You’ll be the death of me.”

She chuckled wrapping him in a hug. “By the way. Where’s my roommate?” The good king shrugged, playing with an other strand of platinum hair. “With her mystery boyfriend.” The evil queen snorted at that and went to get up.

“Nah uh for now I’m taking care of you because you can’t seem to be trusted.” Here he was again…worrying about her.

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Hope you enjoyed part 2!!

Anyway I just want to inform you guys that I won’t be taking anymore EAH commissions for now.

(It’s not permanent just for now, it will probably be for 2 weeks at most)

Honestly I just need a small break to write about other fandoms that I love.

But I will be posting one more EAH draft I have by probably Wednesday so stay tuned!!

#apple white #daring charming #dexter charming #ever after high #raven queen #reading #romance #wattpad #eah fanfic #eah headcanons #evil queen #the evil queen #snow white #king charming #queen charming #good king #good king x evil queen

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vincentcipherstrange · 2 months

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As an XY enjoyer, I was holding out hope for new Kalos games rather than Unova remakes. And Apparently I was right to do so! Now with the new game announcement, it means some things to me and I have predictions/thoughts.

(more under the cut in case.... future spoilers)

1. It seems like it's set in the modern day, potentially not long before or after the originals. So We probably get to see more Sycamore. Which. Yes please. Gimme. I would like to see my boy.

2. If it's set not long after the originals, Potentially a Lysandre return. Or mention. There's no way he's DEAD dead. So they better do him justice. He got flubbed in the original games.

3. MORE KALOS LORE! FINALLY! 11/12 YEARS (when Legends ZA releases) AFTER XY PROPER!

4. The cancelled event Pokémon, AZ's Floette, might ACTUALLY be obtainable this time around! (Which also means the return of event mythicals like Volcanion, Hoopa, and Diancie)

4.5 which also means if you have Xerneas, Yveltal, and Zygarde from either the original games or the shinies from Go, USUM Ultra Wormholes, or SWSH Dynamax Adventures, they can probably be brought over!

5. Zygarde might be the big bad you have to defeat this time around, using Xerneas and Yveltal to stop them. Probably controlled by someone like Xerosic. (think like Ultra Necrozma in USUM, or Eternatus in SW/SH)

5.5 that being said, Xerneas and Yveltal may get new powered up forms (potentially Megas) as a boost to calm the rampaging Zygarde

6. Sycamore actually participates in Story Events with the player. Because he might feel bad for asking so much of them the first time. (It's a stretch but a Sycamore lover can dream. I want to see him be a badass like in the anime. Give him his Garchomp)

7. Team Flare might still be kicking around, though subdued a bit depending on how long after the originals it's been. Maybe some new faces in there. Malva is probably the one running things with Lysandre being MIA.

8. It might be revealed that Kalos and Paldea did have beef in the past, which is where Paldea's crater came from. Bringing Paldean pokemon into Kalos may strike up new dialogue. (If paldean 'mons can be transferred over, that is. If that's the case though Terapagos, Ogerpon, and the Sandwich Dragons are going to be nerfed. HARD. Especially the small Terastal Turtle.) (i wanna see Sycamore's reaction to a Clodsire or Terapagos. He'd love the little guys.)

9. New megas, but that's kinda obvious. I'm thinking some i want to see are going to be Rapidash, Talonflame, and the original Box Art Legends.

10. It may be revealed that Sycamore and Lysandre did have a little fling, if not a full on relationship before the weapon incident. They gave us Brassius and Hassel in SV. And implied one with ORAS Maxie and Archie. You know what we want, Gamefreak.

(bonus) 11. A Paldean character might appear for a side quest.

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I'm holding out hope. But just the fact we're getting more Kalos stuff at all is enough to make me happy. It gets glossed over far too much.

#pokemon #pokemon presents #pokemon legends za #professor sycamore #augustine sycamore #lysandre #team flare #kalos #kalos region #pokemon xy #xerneas #yveltal #mega evolution #lumiose city

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safety-writes-noms · 7 months

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I SAW DRAGON AND STARTEDNABRAGRHAHB

holding out my idea of wolfwalkers type shit but with dragons. im jsutbtrghgrhgbrjrghrgjngrughibkjfggfhbjgrfihdkjh SMASHING MY HANDS ON MY DESK. PLEASE.

just imagining big angry dragon miguel with gold accents trying his damn hardest not to snap as hes got a bunch of smaller dragons clambering on him and excitedly talking while waiting to be told what to do. being dragons and all they go around and make sure theres peace between kingdoms and stuff ....

sobbing into my hands. i need to see more dragon content im GGGGHR AAHHHHHH

YES OMG PMG I LOVE DRAGON AU’S (so sorry this is kinda late 🙏 school seriously beat me up this week. Also YOUR ART IS SO SO SO COOL!)

(Also also I’m so sorry but I’m not familiar with the wolf walkers series and never got the chance to watch it :(( but I absolutely love the animation style and premise from the ads I’ve seen)

THIS IS NOT NSFW AT ALL!!! KINK BLOGS AND NSFW BLOGS DNI

I can just imagine miguel grumpily walking around with all of the spider kids either nestled on his back or chattering somewhere in the cave, waiting to get assigned their missions. I am in LOVE with the idea of Miguel sending them out to keep the peace between humans since sometimes humans can be very… not wise. Idk actually, maybe the some of the spider kids are humans and that’s how they meet Miguel or peter and Jess (bc I’d love to see them as dragons theyre so cool)

imagine a human Hobie just confidently walking around a dragon’s cave/network society and just casually arguing with a giant dragon Miguel. I’m feel like he’d get in the dumbest arguments with him just for the giggles. I can see him also baby sitting a hatchling mayday, keeping her fully entertained while Peter goes off to finish missions too dangerous to bring her along. Their little interactions in atsv were adorable especially the little salute he gave her.

or the fight between miles and Miguel ☹️ even tho I love him (Miguel) and understand why he did that and his motives, I’ll always feel so bad for miles. I feel like it would even be worse because instead of having a 6’9 roughly judged 310 pounds of muscle man chasing after you and pinning you down, there’s a ten ton dragon hellbent on having your dad die for the sake of the canon, claws, wings, VENOM/FIREBREATHING. It’s pretty much game over at that point. Ofc miles is a resourceful amazing wonderful intelligent human so I think he’d be able to reason with him. Besides, even then I kinda doubt Miguel would want to kill a kid, even if they’re a human. Nurturing instincts don’t go away after ur daughter dies 😋! Actually Miguel might even nom miles in an effort to keep him from messing up the canon :( can you imagine being so so terrified of this huge creature and getting nommed and you don’t know you’re safe and you’re panicking and —

The hurt and comfort is strong here :o. And the guilt. So much guilt. Once they work out their issues (there are so so so many poor dudes) I’m sure they’ll be besties. But that’s for human miles au

dragon miles would definitely get the short end of the stick. Even if he’s a hatchling (kind of, he’s in that odd stage between adult and adolescent but on the younger side) he’s still a whole lot more durable than if he’s a human. Which means that Miguel won’t be nearly as cautious handling him physically. Ouch. Miguel genuinely wants to protect miles in the movie but does it in the worst way possible. That would probably transfer over to this universe too.

But still because I absolutely LIVE for found family, I want to imagine they work through their problems in a long and very very non linear path that has setbacks and leaps forward and minor changes and everything because I love all of these characters sm and without depth they don’t feel like people. Plus imagining sleepy spider kids/dragons stumbling into Miguel’s section of the cave system/lair and deciding to take a quick nap there because it feels safe and waking up with Miguel curled loosely around them, wing slightly shielding them from the chilly drafts and hsjskskdjskj they have my heart. (Miguel will deny it later.)

or peter b taking the human kids out flying to let them feel at least a little what it’s like to taste the sky while Miguel lurks in the background anxiously, crimson eyes tense just in case peter accidentally drops one of them. Not that he would, he may be goofy but he’s most definitely not stupid.

I can imagine Miguel trying his hardest to stop some of the kids from doing things that he thinks is wayyy too dangerous for them and just giving up and tucking them away in his brooding pouch. If they won’t listen to his very very valid concerns then he’ll just have to make sure they don’t go anywhere >:(. Plus it’s warm and safe and even though Miguel will never admit it, he feels calmer if they’re there, protected completely bc he’ll never let anything hurt them. At least not while they’re nestled in one of the literal safest places in the world. I can’t imagine anyone would have an easy time getting to them when there’s a very protective and vengeful dragon guarding his precious brood.

and I haven’t even really gotten into the other characters either :( especially exploring the relationship between Jess and Gwen or Hobie and miles/gwen and pav but I feel like I’m writing too much so I’ll end it here. If you or anyone else wants to continue this thread/au PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GIVE ME AN ASK! I LOVE THIS AU SM 😭😭

#sfw vore #extreme cuddling #s: spidervores #spidervores #nonsexual vore

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