Of Eywa

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔦𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔄𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢

A/n: All series triggers will be bellow. I’ll say this now, as sweet at alice! Reader is she’s deadly. That’s all the future context I’m giving. Enjoy. 😉

Word Count: 464

Trigger Warnings: Gore, Blood, Horror, Cursing, Child Abuse, Human experiments, Child abandonment, Angst, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Insomnia, etc

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕺𝖓𝖊

Aizawa stared ahead with his eyes hurting. He had no idea why Nezu had insisted he go along on this mission. As he roamed the halls of the building he could help but feel uneasy.

This building had a creepy nostalgic feeling. It’s felt  familiar, yet unnatural. There was a scream and Aizawa darted down the hallway as his comm came one. 

“I’ve got the west wing.” Aizawa said while throwing open a door. In the room was a bunch of tanks filled with strange colorful creatures. In different jars were strange plants and mushrooms. Blood covered the room. 

Bodies filled the floor while flowers and mushrooms grew out of their bodies. Aizawa gaged at the sight and the smell of blood filled his nose. Another scream filled his ears and Aizawa ran towards the sound.

Aizawa froze in his spot at the sight before him. A glowing portal was behind a small figure of a little girl. Nurse, doctors, and guards dead bodies surrounded her. 

Her arms, legs and neck were bandaged with dirt and blood seeping through. Blood stained her hands and she slowly turned her head towards him. Aizawa gasped at the figures behind her. 

A women around her late twenties with long dark blue hair, olive skin, blood red eyes, and a bloody sword with thorny vines covering it. The woman was dressed in a red shirt and black pants. The throngs seemed to infect her body, creeping up her arms and her legs.

A man around his early thirties with brown hair, fair skin, golden eyes and he was, holding a bloody musics sheet along with a blue rose bleeding on his shoulder. The man was dressed in a blue shirt, and brown pants. The blue roses slowly turned red from blood, one slowly grew out of his bloody wound in his forehead.

The second woman around he early twenties had golden blonde hair, tanned skin, emerald eyes, and a bloody crown on her head. She was dressed in a green dress with a ribbon in the back and small ribbon in her hair. As she shifted her head, her face seemed to decay.

The last people were two girls around eighteen, with snow pale skin, one with cyan eyes, the other sunset orange, both girls had white hair. The taller one was dressed in a light yellow dress with ruffles at the top, and the other in a golden yellow with a red skirt overalls. Each girl had blood on their mouths and necks. In each hand was half of a bloody ace card imbedded into their hands.

As the portal behind the girl turned off the figures disappeared. The small girl collapsed and Aizawa caught her before her head could hit the ground. As the lights went on he could see her features.

Her h/c hair was covered in blood. Her s/c skin was covered by dirty and bloody bandages. Her hospital gown was bloody and gross. A large bruise formed on her left side of her face. 

As his back up ran into the room Aizawa couldn’t move his eyes from the small girl.

Divider credit @sisterlucifergraphics

Edit: I’m going through some of my fic and making them look a bit prettier and fixing some of the grammar.

Hi can I request a percabeth smut post tartarus where annabeth is insecure about her scars and when the first time percy and annabeth get intimate, she tries hiding her body with her hands but percy kisses each and every scar while murmuring praises on her skin, literally worshipping her

I would totally do this I just don’t write Character x Characters fics ☹️. If you wanted I could add in a reader of your choice and write it then. I would totally write it then.

Fᵣₒₘ ₜₕₑ ₛₜₐᵣₛ

Just a small sneak peek at a future Narnia fic idea.

Star fairies, the most ancient race in Narnia. Guardians of the stars and magic. Creature Aslan himself held in the highest of places are gone. Killed in a murderous rampage of the Tyrant of Telmar, Miarz desecrated all the once holy creatures. Almost all, the lone survivior being their Princess Y/n. Her hatred for all humans only grows and festers as she ages. How will this hatred be tested when she is forced to save and protect the nephew, the very prince of the people who murdered hers. Will sure learn not all humans are the same or will hatred only grow.

Prince Caspian. He was no Prince but a prisoner in his own country as his uncle held his kingdom. His only comfort the stories his father would tell of a magical race of fairies that protected the stars and the very magic that Narnia ran on. When he is forced from his home he meet the very creature from these stories. Her beauty and powerful aura was enough to make Caspian fall in love, except she hates him more than anything. Can he turn her hatred to love, or will she forever hate all humans.

Moon Helios Act I Faceclaims

Niko Dubinsky

Isla Vernio 

Egon Waldow

Rosica Nevera

Kheli Vemra

Zan Ostrowski

Adam Peev

Alina Starkov

Malyen Oretsev

Ares

Aphrodite

Poseidon

SCYLLA

A/n: I’m super excited for this one. I’ve gotten really into dead boy detectives lately. I’ve also just fallen in the love with Monty and found there aren’t enough fics of him. Now this does have some sensitive topic that are in the show. Along with a few added ones. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. Other then that please enjoy.

Word Count: 1.776k

Trigger Warning: Religious themes, gore, murder, violence, suicidal thoughts, alcoholism, demons, blood,  self hatred, cannibal tendencies in flashbacks, child neglect, ptsd, self neglect, imprisonment, torture, consumption of other demons,  more warnings to follow

CHAPTER ONE

It was loud in Hell. Louder than she thought it would be. After being dragged down however many years ago she’d lost all hope of ever leaving. Her father was not much help, some high lord demon he was. Couldn’t even free his own daughter for the prison of his own making. 

She could never quite drown out all the screaming. Her ears were better than that of normal humans, she could hear everything. Every soul being tormented. Every demon who laughed. There was not one thing in hell that happened that she couldn’t hear.

However as the door to her torture chamber opened slowly she did not recognize the footsteps of the ghost who quickly hid. Her eyes slowly lifted upwards, her face red and puffy of tears.

There on the ground next to her was a boy her age. With pale skin, blood dripping from his forehead, almost black hair and the most intense emerald eyes she’d ever seen. His face was covered in terror as he looked around the room.

Bodies covered every inch. Bloody mutilated bodies. Limps and guts were torn out and scattered about. The faces of horror forever laced in the corpses.

“Who are you?” Her voice came out hoarse, her last screaming fit having only been a few minutes ago.

“….Edwin Payne.” His voice was soft, maybe a bit fearful. 

She chuckled softly, pain? His last name was Payne and he was in hell. 

“I think you’re in the wrong room.” She whispered softly, leaning closer to him. He shook his head furiously, the blood in his face crippled down.

“No! I shouldn’t be here at all!” He whisper yells. The girl nodded softly as some demon crawled in front of her door. Edwin froze up, his eyes locking upon the entrance.

“Don’t worry sacrifice, most of the demons avoid this room.” She mumbled laying her head back down in her knees. He slowly turned to her, he studied her frame quickly.

“Come with me.” He whispered. She snapped her head up staring into his soul. 

“Excuse me?”

“Come with me, I’m escaping. If these demons are so afraid of you then maybe it will be better for the both of us.” She didn’t answer. 

Her gaze traveled around the carnage covered room. Her father wasn’t evening much help getting her out of here. Her own mother laid with the corpses. Maybe that wasn’t really her, maybe her soul was somewhere else.

“That doesn’t frighten you? That demons are afraid of me?” He shock his head. 

“Not if it gets us out of this place.” She nodded her head. He slowly stood up, lowering his hand for her to take. 

Then she took it.

…………………………

This was royally stupid. 

Her feet pattered against the ground as she ran away from the ghost the persuaded them. Her thighs ached as she followed after Charles. His bag bounced as Edwin ran next to him. 

This was not how she wanted to spend her Saturday. She had planned on sitting in the couch with a cup of instant ramen and watch Peter Pan. However the boys had other plans. 

And now she was running from some crazed soldier who was screaming his head off. She watched as the boys bickered between each other. Charles threw the bag to the ground going through it. 

The trio stood in a circle, as Charles pulls out an iron knife from his bag. 

“Iron knife! Give him a right smart burn if he tries anything.” Charles snapped as he raised the knife. Y/n rolled her eyes as her hands gently lit up in hues of scarlet. 

“Real smart Charles.” She mocked him as she moved her body slightly in front of Edwin.

Ignoring Y/n, Charles continued, “I say with clip the mask, destroy it, he moves into her afterlife, case closed.” 

“Bait and match gambit?” Y/n asked as her lips curled into a smirk. Charles chuckled softly as he tossed the knife into the air. 

“I’ll need Minor Arcana, volume four. It’s the sort of small, purple one.” Edwin starts. Charles loved to his bag rummaging through it extensively. 

“It contains the fire spell.” Edwin continued. Y/n’s eyes dropped slightly as she watched Charles. 

“You don’t have it in the bag, do you?” She watched as his entire arm sunk Kylo the bag. The way his face dropped as she spoke. 

“Right. Small hiccup there. I left it back at the office.” Edwin whipped around his face full of panic. Y/n glared down at her friend with his arm still in his bag. 

“Charles, you have a backpack that can hold an infinite number of things.” 

“Well I didn’t know we’d need it did I?” 

“This is why you boys let me pack the infinity bag!” The ghost howled above them as he jumped down. The trio stared at the ghost soldier as he held out his own knife. Slowly there gazes turned to Charles knife.

“Go!” With Charles’s warning the group sprinted off again. The ghost continued to chase them through London as they ran. Y/n was seriously annoyed that she hadn’t just stayed home. 

“Y/n! Could you please be helpful and use your magic!” Edwin yelled to her. She stoped her run allowing the boys to pass her. His footsteps falters as he watched his friend lower herself to the ground.

“Y/n!” Charles yelled but was ignored. Slamming her hand against the gravel, debris shot up. With scarlet hues covering the brown pieces they formed a wall, stopping the outraged ghost in his tracks. 

As Y/n turned around Edwin spotted a glass mirror. The boys ran to it as she groan in annoyance. They always forget I cannot mirror travel!

Because they don’t care!

Rolling her eyes once again at her voice she tracked after them. Edwin looked back slightly to see her still running with them. 

“I’ll meet you boys at the office!” She yelled to them. With her words boy boys disappeared through the glass. The two men holding the mirror stared at her as she ran past them. 

She continued to run not minding all the stares she received as she dashed to an alleyway. It wasn’t easy being a dead boy detective when the living can see you. Dead boy detective was still strange to say.

If anything she was just a bodyguard for the two boys when they got into trouble. Leaning down to the ground and pricking her finger she drew a circle in the air. 

Quickly the blood floated in the air swirling as made a portal to the office. The vast book covered shelves and desk being show through. 

The office I pay for.

With my wealth.

She scoffed softly at his voice. She mocked his softly repeating to herself. She quickly jumped through the portal of her own making, landing in the office rather gracefully. 

She panted softly as she brushed off any dish that might have found it way into her clothes. She wore a simple black suit with white collared shirt underneath. Black vest around her waist and her sleeves rolled up. At the back of her suit jacket Charles as sewn on a large drawing of a hydra.

As she looked around she couldn’t find the boys. They’d jumped into the mirror before her, they should’ve already been back. Before she could process another thought, Edwin’s lanky body crash into her.

Her stomach hit the ground with a thud as he lay on top of her for a few moments. He jumped off quickly pulling the crazies girl to her feet. 

Charles body crashed just to the desk, pushing the furniture. Edwin panted softly. 

“Now, before he arrives,” The sounds of Charles changing cuts off his words. Moving forwards out of the mirror the ghost clutched onto Charles throat. The boys body slams on the desk, sliding onto the floor. 

Y/n pushed the emerald eyes boy away as the soldier ghost goes to attack Charles. With a flash of red the knife that had been aimed for Charles head is thrown away.

The soldier ghost rises in the air. His body jerking around as Y/n glares sharply at him. Charles shoot’s up, grasping at his iron knife.

“Sorry, chap. That mask has a hold on you, so I’ll need to take it.” Charles mumbles as he rubs at his neck. The knife slices through the mask effortlessly and is quickly thrown to Edwin.

Blood drips from the ghosts mouth as he screams in disarray. The blood drips down onto the carpets in front of the desk. Y/n’s eyes sharpen as she turn to Edwin.

“EDWIN PAYNE! These are my nice carpets! Hurry the fuck up!” Upon her instruction Edwin beings to chant in Latin. The mask lights on fire, slowly burning. 

The soldier ghosts screams turn into a gentle whimper as his mask turns to ashes. Slowly Y/n lowers him to the ground, her eyes no longer so sharp. 

The ghost curled to the ground and slowly she reach her hand out. It gently rested on his shoulder as he whimpered in anguish.

“It’s alright mate. You win the war. Kids read about it in school boom, yeah? You’ve done brilliantly.” Charles’s words echo through Y/n’s mind.

“You’ve done brilliantly sweetling.” His words as calm as ever. His hand the combed through her bloodied hair cold as always. His eyes…. His eyes that cursed blood color. 

Shivers ran down her spine as she felt Edwin grasp into her arm. She quickly brought them outside. The boys clung to the window as she floated besides Edwin.

“Charles, Y/n that was a job well done.” Edwin told the pair.

“Yeah, pretty chuffed about it myself. Except for the part where he chocked me.”” 

“You’re welcome.” Edwin’s snickers brought a smile to both faces. The room quickly lit up in a bright blue. 

“Death.” Edwin whisper faintly. “She’s here.”

The trio looked through the sides of the window. Death stood before the old ghost speaking to him softly. 

“They will come back, come back again. As long as the red Earth rolls. He never wasted a leaf of a tree. Do you think He would squander souls?” Y/n repeat with Death softly to herself. Edwin looked over at her, his eyes softer. 

“You ever think, what if death did catch us? She’s force us to go to the afterlife and split up.” Her own eyes faltered at the thought. She couldn’t go back. Not to the place. Not to that room. Not to him.

“I will make sure that never happens.” Slowly the blue light faded away. Just as the soldier ghost and death did. 

Once again, you wrote that request super quick! I was hoping for yandere again cause that’s kinda my forte, but I can honestly say that I did enjoy that fic and thought it was pretty good (as all your fics seem to be :) ). Your fics are really short but sweet, and I thoroughly enjoy them. Also, I have another request already, but obviously don’t feel like you need to do it or anything, and especially not right away— I’m just sending requests cause you said we could, and I keep getting ideas & whatnot; I just watched the most recent Percy Jackson episode from the show and saw young Percy asking his mom “why are you trying so hard to get rid of me? I would never do this to you,” and it made me imagine a scenario. Basically, the reader (once again, gender neutral or male, and preferably a child of Apollo, but whatever works) either tries to break up with Percy— and maybe Annabeth too if you find a way to fit her into it with the idea I have in mind— or tries to run away or fight him, just something that makes Percy feel hurt & upset— and probably angry & whatnot cause I’m imagining another yandere scenario with this— to where he says something similar to what young Percy said in the show.

It’s just a neat concept I think, and I’m really interested to see what your take would be on it; thanks again for taking the time out of your day to write my requests, and have a great day :)

-🪑

Runaway

a/n sorry this one took a me longer I finally caught up on all the episodes. Any none canon events are fic magic and enjoy.

Warnings : Yandere! Percy, stalking and stalker behaviors, possessive behaviors, blood, and gore mentions.

Anon - 🪑

All Characters are aged up to 18 plus

Percy Jackson x Gender Neutral! Reader

Percy glared at the forest ahead of him. His lovely Sunni had disappeared into the wood surrounding camp. Y/n was hysterical and was tense all over. Their eyes weld with tears as they kept on going on and on about how they couldn’t do this anymore.

As Percy ventured into the woods tracking Y/n’s footprints he thought in their words. How their words cut into his soul like a knife.

“Everything is temporary, this is me of those things.”

Y/n spoke as they held in the tears that threatened to spill. Percy tried to reason with her of course. He tried to explain that he was the only person for them. He cried telling, begging them not to leave. Y/n merely took a step back, took in a breathe and stared at him.

“You aren’t a good guy Percy, you tried to kill my friend because he gave me a hug.”

“He was staring at you with a love sick look! He was asking for me to beat him up.”

Y/n don’t say much after that, they just walked away. Now as Percy tracked them he heard their soft sniffling. His poor Sunni didn’t know what to do with themselves now that he was gone.

He stared at them from an opposite tree as they sat firmly in the ground. Their first clenched the grass and muddy under them. He slowly stalked to them, his movements silent.

He grasped into them wrapping his arms around them tightly. Before they could scream a hand was clasped against them. They thrashed in his grip but it was no use. Their nose was covered and they couldn’t breathe.

Panic set in as they tried fiercely to get away. The managed to grab a dagger and slice at Percy’s arm in a weak attempt. Percy winced as Y/n dropped the dagger and went limp.

“Don’t worry, you can’t leave me, I’m the only permanent thing for you. Just like you’re the only permanent thing for me.”

Fairy of monsters

Chapter one 

Advesperascit 

(N.) the approaching dark: the evening draws near

A girl with umber hair and blue eyes that have a circle of gold in then, is seen singing in a soft tone. As the water flows from the fossett, while she scrubs a dish with her sponge, she sings.

“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens.

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens.

Brown paper packages tied up with strings.

These are a few of my favorite things.”

Another girl can be seen entering the house. This girl has fiery red hair and the same eyes. Her makeup was messed up, and her shoes were off. But still the girl sang her song.

“Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels.

Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.

Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.

These are a few of my favorite things.”

The red head went to go upstairs ,but felt the small splash of water to her back.  Turning around the red head glares at the brunette.

“I told mom and dad that you were at the park and would be home late. They believed it thankfully. So Bloom how was the party?” The brunette questions.

“It was fine Alastaria. What are you still doing up. Mom still making you clean the whole first floor after dinner?”Bloom asks her sister. Bloom noticed  her sisters long umber hair was up in a messy ponytail. A black apron on top of her grey checkered shirt with a long black skirt.

“No I had to make muffins for moms workers. I’m cleaning the dish’s. How was Andy, and I have some leftover cake from dinner. It’s calling your name on it. It’s lemon and pistachio.” Alastaria sang to Bloom.

Rolling her eyes bloom makes her way to the counter. A cheeky smile came on Alastaria’s face, and she grabs a plate from the fridge. Alastaria lightly tosses the plate of cake to her sister.

“You know he wants to apologize, you should let him. Do they still hurt” Bloom mumbled with cake in her mouth. Subconsciously Alastaria moved to her left arm and softly grabs her arm. This was all bloom needed to know they still hurt.

“I’m gonna go to bed, you should too. After all I don’t think that you got much sleep last night.”Bloom states. A smile comes on Alastaria’s face as she drys her hands. Walking over to the staircase Bloom and Alastaria walk to there room and lay down to sleep.

……………………

“Wake up sleepy head the suns been up for ages.” The girls mom yells. “Mom five more minutes” Bloom complains. “Your late Bloom” her mother sings. Jumping up bloom yells “school!!”.  Bloom runs around trying  to get ready.

Downstairs Alastaria is pulling out a pan of muffins. She places them in a box, and ties a ribbon around it. The toaster pops up with her dads toast. She grabs it and, Bloom comes downstairs complaining how she never gets to go on holiday by herself.

“Bloom your sister never wants to go on holiday. She always cleans, cooks, bakes, and dose well in her sports. Bloom maybe when we go to the beach you can go somewhere without us okay. Also Bloom how about we show you girls something” Vanessa says.

“Ya just a little something to help you girls get around gardenia.” Mike replies to his wife. He winks at her with a smile. The two girls run out of there house thanking there parents, think they would be getting scoters. Unfortunately the girls only see a red and grey bike in there front yard.

Disappointed the girls walk over to the bikes, but tell there parents thank you. As Bloom ride to the park Alastaria stays behind to talk with her parents.

“Mom I left you orange and cranberry muffins for the flower shop employees. Dad there are some chocolate muffins and blueberries muffins for your firefighter team. Love you have a good day” Alastaria yells.

As Alastaria rides to the park she takes a bite out of a chocolate croissant she grabbed. She entered the park with a sigh Alastaria saw her sister following her rabbit into the woods of the park. Finishing her croissant she ran after Bloom.

Ending up on a different tree Alastaria looked at the sight before you. A girl with blond hair, wings and a staff! Was fighting a bunch of monsters. Suddenly Bloom yelled “Leave her alone!”.  

All at once monsters started to charge at Bloom. “No! BLOOM!” Alastaria screams. This makes some of the monsters charge at her. A burning sensation comes over Alastaria’s eyes right before they get to Close. Bloom made and energy blast while the monsters stop and whispered something at Alastaria.

The monsters around Alastaria ran back to the ogre. Yelling something in there tough, the ogre looked shock at what the monster were saying. The ogre picked up bloom, and Alastaria runs to the blonde.

“Let my sister go!” Alastaria screams. The ogre looks at Alastaria and whispers to low for anyone to hear. But before he puts bloom down bloom blasts him and a dragon silhouette comes out of the orange blast.

Bloom lands on the ground infront of  the blonde and Alastaria. “Wow powerful” the blonde states. The blonde stood up and grabbed her staff and went up to bloom. She asked “You okay? And you are you okay?” Bloom and Alastaria just nod there heads.

“I have my scepter back now you don’t scare me any more” the blonde told the ogre. The blonde blast him and the other monsters attack , while Bloom and Alastaria stare at her in awe. Two monsters go over to the sisters, and rip a piece of there clothes. With the monster running over to the ogre they retreated.

As the blonde says something to Bloom, Alastaria realizes that she understood what the monster said. The monster said “Her Highness is Here” over and over. Alastaria wondered how she knew what they were saying.

Hearing a thud to her left Alastaria looks over, and sees the blonde is unconscious on the ground. Standing up Alastaria runs over to the blonde and shakes her. “Bloom what happed?” Alastaria questions. “She just collapsed!” Bloom explains.

“We need to get her home. Can you take her on your bike?” Bloom asks. Nodding her head Alastaria picked up the blonde. “We’re lucky that I workout and do martial arts. Or we wouldn’t have been able to get her home.”Alastaria teased.

………………………………

In another dimension the ogre walk to the middle of three people. “So you failed” one of the witches said. “Not my fault highness. I had the scepter in my hands, but then theses  earthling girls appears and messes everything up.”The ogre explains. “Earthling girls” another witch questions. This witch was very confused on how a earthlIng girl  cause problems.

“Oh but they weren’t any ordinary earthlings, ones got powers she pushed back my gouhls just like that. The other well she was different .” “Interesting describe this them.” the first witch said. “Your glasses were are they!” the third witch yelled.

“Right here highness” the ogre stuttered. Pulling out a pair a glasses he put them on. “Quite theses girl could mean something to us!” The second witch screams. “Don’t worry highness two of my gouls  grabbed this. It’s pieces of there clothes. To us this is nothing but to a hunting troll, it’s an important clue” ogre states.

A blue hunting troll came from the side and  garbs the clothes. After smelling the blue pant piece, the troll smells the black skirt fabric. Only to drop it and yell in his tongue “Highness her highness”.

“Her highness” the first witch sneered. “What do you mean Her highness. Her Highness isn’t supposed to come of another 2,000 years. Plus if Her Highness was alive she would have taken back her kingdom. She would have destroyed Lord Azazel!” she screamed.

“Now mow sister calm down. If Her Highness is truly alive she make be of great help to us. Knut bring us the girls” the second witch explains calmly.

“And don’t let us down!” all three witches yelled.

…………………………………………………………

As Bloom and there Dad argue Alastaria sits at the blonde girls side. “No no please don’t tell anyone”the blonde says sleepily. “She coming too. How do you feel?” The girls mother asked. The blonde made a sound of confusion. “I’m alright thanks for helping me out” the says.

Taking all the credit Bloom blushes. “Oh it was nothing” Bloom gushes. Sad look comes on Alastaria’s face, as she thinks that the blonde didn’t care that she helped to. “My names Stella, and where is the other girl who helped me” Stella asked. A look of annoyance came on Blooms face as she points to where Alastaria is sitting.

Alastaria just waves at Stella with a smile on her face. “Hello Stella my names Alastaria, and the other girls name is Bloom. She’s my sister. Are you okay? Are you hungry or, do you need some water?” Alastaria questions.

“Should we call your parents dear?” Vanessa asks Stella. Stella just sits up and smiles. “That would be difficult they live in a place a bit far from here. Have you heard of Solaria it’s a kingdom far far away. I’m a fairy you know. I was trying to get to Alfea in the realm of magix” but Stella is cut off by Mike.

“Oh but course I’m calling the police. It doesn’t take a genius to realize this girl is seriously out of her mind!” Mike yells. As he is about to phone the police Stella (who looks very mad) points her finger at the phone. The phone changes into a carrot and a cabbage.

“She not crazy Dad! Look at her clothes! What normals person wears clothes like that! And look at her  hair there is literally a crown thing in it” Alastaria objects.

“Alright you believe me now?”Stella smugly asks. A smirk comes on Alastaria’s face as she looks at Stella. Bloom defense Stella saying “yeah I saw her and I believe her.” Stella  begins to explain that those creatures attacked her, and how she was forced to land here.

“Your daughters saved my life. Bloom pushed back the ghouls with an energy shield. And Alastaria well I don’t know what she did but, the ghouls ran away from her screaming. As if they were scared” Stella cheered.

A smug smiles comes on Blooms lips as she looks at her sister. “Actually I don’t know how I did it.” Bloom sneers. Alastaria just thinks about how the ghouls ran away from her. How they seemed scared. “I don’t think I did anything either. I just looked at them.” Alastaria states. Bloom scoffs at her sister, annoyed as to why Alastaria was trying to make it seem like she had done anything. Bloom believed that she was the one that help Stell not Alastaria.

“A fairy doesn’t need to know how she just does it that’s all” Stella explains. Beaming Bloom gushes “I’m a a Fairy.” Smiling Stella nods her head. “Of course you are don’t tell me your not. Have you registered for the new program at Alfea Castle? It’s the best School for young fairies like you and me” Stella declared.

“If Blooms a fairy what am I?” Alastaria questions. Bloom glares at Alastaria, furious that her sister changed the topic. “Alastaria don’t be rude! Just because I’m special doesn’t mean that you have to be” Bloom states. Alastaria looks down in sadness. “Girls go to your room I need to talk with your Mother!” Mike yells. Mike glares at his wife for not doing anything about what Bloom said to Alastaria. The girls walk to the sisters shared room not noticing the gouhls watching there everyone.

Especially Alastaria!

mattheo riddle x pregnant!fem!reader ???

The scenario: You hid your pregnancy from him because you were afraid he would order you to abort your pregnancy because you were still 'students'...:(

A Miracle

a/n: I’ve been taking a small breaking from writing but I’m trying to get back into the grove. Hope y’all enjoy.

Warnings: talk of forced abortion, pregnancy, birth, teen pregnancy, allusions to smut

Y/n couldn’t stop herself from shaking as she sat on her boyfriend, Mattheo Riddle’s bed. He stared down at her, a pained expression on his face. Her heart pounded in her chest like a she was running. Tears threatened to explode from her eyes like a bomb. Slowly Mattheo lowered himself down and kneeled right in front of her.

“Princess… why didn’t you tell me?” Mattheo pondered softly as if speaking to a frightened doe. In many ways you were his doe, with your big e/c eyes and pretty smile. “I was scared.” You muttered. He placed his slightly roughened hands on the bed at her side.

“Why?” You couldn’t answer. Tears poured down your face. His hands instinctively wiped the gushing tears.

“Why princess?” Mattheo repeated.

“I was scared you would make me…. Make me get rid of them.” Mattheo froze, his puppy brown eyes falling. His princess thought he’d make them get rid of their baby? His heart shattered as he saw the pure terror in her eyes.

“Princess…” Mattheo slowly brought his hands to your cheek, wiping the steady stream of tears flowing from your eyes. Mattheo would never make you get rid of your baby.

This baby was a part your you, a part of him, a part of them. It was a sign of their love, a love that Mattheo thought he’d be denied. As the son of the Dark Lord, he never expected to fall in love. Much less with you, his perfect girl.

Who always helped the younger Slytherins, always gave everyone the prettiest smile, always happy with your pretty doe eyes.

Mattheo never thought you’d love him, that he was capable of being loved. But here you were, sobbing on his bed, pregnant… pregnant with his baby.

Mattheo knew the risks of having sex without a condom, normally he was so good at pulling out with they went without one. However after he finally beat Potter in the match he couldn’t keep his hands off you. The both of you hand no control over yourselves and didn’t care.

“What do you wanna do?” Mattheo voiced firmly. He needed to keep you steady.

“I’m scared Matty, I dunno know what I wanna do.” You cried softly, hands buried in his sheets. Mattheo quickly brought you into a tight comforting hug. He rubbed her back in soft circles.

“Whatever you want, we’re gonna do it together.” Mattheo mumbled softly into her ear. Y/n sniffled softly as she hugged him tightly.

In the end the pair kept the baby, and in nine months they had a beautiful baby girl. Helga Riddle and she was their miracle.

Question?

Would anyone be interested in any of my others docs that are on my other platforms? I have an Avatar (James Cameron) (Tsu’tey x femreader) Twilight (Jacob Black x adopted Swan!reader) The walking dead (Carl Grimes x Walsh!reader x Oc) Sofia the First (don’t hate, I’m feeding my inner child) (Future Oc’s x oldersister!reader) and a Trollhunters (Jim Lake x reader)

Some of these are a bit older and when I was a younger fic writes. But they’re not terrible and their my babies.

Avatar Fic: When our world is sucked into a black hole there are only two survivors. A baby boy with white and a young girl with white hair. For Y/n Ortiz her world ends only to be thrown into another.Y/n must care for herself the last surviving daughter of earth 2 and the last surviving son. What happens when Jake Sully comes into play and she must fight for Pandora. Will she learn to love?

Twilight Fic: When Charlie and Renee's relationship was breaking the pair thought it'd be a good idea for them to have another child. However they couldn't convince another child. So instead they chose to adopt a two year old little girl with a strange mark on his wrist. Bella was four when she met her new little sister. At first she didn't like Y/n. She was always taking her dad's attention.

Till one day Bella cut her knee on the sidewalk while playing. The first person that ran to her when she was hurt was Y/n. From that day forth Bella and Y/n were inseparable.

hen Y/n was five her parents realized their marriage wasn't working. Then they realized how nart Y/n was. Then two men from another country came and told Renee that they wanted Y/n go to a special school for extraordinary children. They paid Renee and she sent Y/n off when she was five.

What happens when Y/n turns fifteenth and goes home. Will how different Y/n is change her life. Will the new being in her home change her.

TWD Fic: Ares the god of war, the god that bathes in the blood of his enemies. In this world the dead come to life for blood. A girl whose life had tragedy all her life. Her mother died when she was young. Her father loved her dearly and always wanted what was best for her. Y/n Walsh was Shane's daughter with his first and only wife Artemis Black.

Artemis was and archer, the best in the world. She was the love of Shane's life but then she got sick. Cancer took her from her daughter and her husband.

Shane always want her daughter to have the best life. Her mother taught her archer from a young age. When the world went to shit Y/n and her father adapted quickly. Too quickly for other's liking. Y/n started to be called Ares for the way she bathed in the new world. When Rick Grimes her uncle came back from the dead her new life was destroyed in more ways than one.

Sofia the First Fic: Y/n the first, older sister to Sofia the first. When her mothers married a king her and sister become princesses. How will her journey continue as she is gifted the Crown of Avalon?

Trollhunters: She was a witch. He was the first human Trollhunter. She battled with the darkness inside of her, he bathed in light. How can such a love story unfold.

Darkling x breeding kink + spanking?🙈

Marking

a/n: My motivation has been low as of late, and my life has gotten really busy as of late. Also I’m really liking my tidemaker! Reader that invented so I’m gonna used her unless specifically told otherwise or if I just feel like not using her. As always hope you enjoy.

Warnings: breeding kink, spanking, dom!Aleksander and sub!Reader, safe word is not established but is their, p in v smut, dacryphilia, war room smut, tidemaker!Reader

Aleksander Morozova x fem! Reader

You weren’t sure if it was the hard wooden desk digging into your bare hips, the relentless pounding of Aleksander cock inside your dripping cunt or if his harsh hand landing in your ass was what sent you to tears. Your hands grinned onto the desk, trying to center yourself as Aleksander took out all his pent up frustrations of the day on you.

It had not been a good day for your lover. First the king had been particularly nauseating, the grisha were still unsafe as always and to top it off some new noble man made a move on you in front of him. Loyal as you were you denied the man and went to go to him only for the man to touch you.

Aleksander grunted as he felt you grip his cock deep inside. Your moan and gasps were bouncing off the wall and he hoped that everyone would hear. His hand landed hard against the angry red of your ass. You jolted as his opposite hand dug its way through your hair, pulling you up slightly.

He sucked up your neck, biting and leaving marks in his wake. You moaned as he began to suck on the sweet spot of your neck. His gently lowered you back into the desk that moved with every snap of his hips. His free hand moved to your pearl, rubbing fast and steady circles on the nerves. Your moaning increased as he kissed at the back of your neck. His hand colliding with your red ass.

“You’re doing so well for me milaya.” Aleksander praised as your tears hit the desk. You babbled cockdrunk as he hit that spot that always left your mouth gaping.

“I’m gonna shove my cum so fair into your cunt that it takes and everyone will know you’re mine.” The coil inside you tightened the eating to burst. Your moan grew higher, louder, more erratic.

“Sasha! I’m gonna cum- Sasha! Please!” You begged as he smacked your ass again. His over composer began to dwindle as he groan his thrusts growing fast as his own organism grew more apparent.

“I can’t wait to see you swelling with our child. All round and so full of me, all mine. Mine.” He grunted as you whimpered. With a cry of his name you came hard. His own release happening right after. You both panted as he pulled himself out. Your mixed juices dripped onto the floor until her shoved his finger in.

“Don’t want to waste anything, right my Tidemaker?” Aleksander sighed as he kissed your neck. You mumbled softly, not having the energy to be much of a brat. After a while her pulled his finger out and sucked in your combined juices. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his lap.

He scrapped his kefta over your bare form and kissed your forehead. You nuzzled into him as your eyes dropped.

“Do you think my seed will take?” Aleksander mumbled in between kissing your neck.

“If it doesn’t we can always try again.” He chuckled a smile landing in his face. His darling Tidemaker, always so eager.