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Heroic.

Eyes on the ground

Reader/Son x Clark Kent & Lois Lane

Request - I wanted to ask if it was possible for you to write a AU of sorts. A crossover between Scarlet Witch and Superman & Lois. Where Clark and Lois have a third son and turns out that he's he's krypton's Scarlet Witch/Warlock. MC is younger than the twins.

Lois and Clark are in the kitchen talking alone. They see you playing catch with your brothers outside.

“Do you think any of them will get powers?” Lois asked.

“Maybe… I’m not sure. They don't show any signs and nothing strange has happened for now” Clark said.

“They are too young. I just want them to have a normal childhood” Lois said.

“I understand. Let's not worry about that for now” Clark said.

They see you are playing rough with your brothers. It was Jon's idea to play football in the backyard. You wanted to show off and prove that you are strong enough to play rough. Jon threw the ball at Jordan but you caught the ball, then you and Jon started to wrestle for the ball. Lois and Clark left the kitchen and went to stop you and your brothers playing rough.

“Boys enough” Clark yelled.

He grabbed the football then you and your brothers, then you started to breathe hard.

“We were playing,” Jordan said.

“We told you three many times not to play rough,” Lois said.

“It’s football. I'm strong they can't beat me” You said.

You start to flex your biceps and your brothers roll their eyes.

“Y/N, you can't play rough every time you play football,” Lois said.

“I’m not a baby,” You whined.

You hate it when they treat you like a baby, you want to prove to them that you're not a baby.

“Go inside the house all of you,” Clark said.

“Not fair. I was having fun” You said frustrated.

You kicked the football so hard that you broke the kitchen window. Jordan and Jon gasped and you didn't expect to break the window.

“In the house now!” Lois yelled.

“Sorry,” You said.

You and everyone else go inside the house. Your father made you clean up the mess while he watched over you. He starts to give you the speech and you really don't want to listen to the speech but you don't say anything.

In the family, you're the youngest, and your parents are more protective of you. You always try to prove that you are not a baby and don't need protection. Clark and Lois love their boys but you are a bit wild because you like to explore.

———-

Jordan and Jon want pizza for dinner. They asked their parents but they said no, then Jordan got an idea.

“Y/N, go ask mom and dad for pizza for dinner,” Jordan said.

“You and Jon already asked and they said no,” You said.

He puts his arm around your shoulders.

“They will say yes to you because you are the rainbow child,” Jordan said.

“Don’t call me that” You said.

“It’s true, Y/N. You know mom had miscarriages before she had you. Go ask for pizza” Jon said.

“Okay, but they will say no,” You said.

They follow you downstairs, but they are in the hallway listening. You are in the living room, while Lois and Clark are sitting down on the couch.

“Mom, dad can we have pizza for dinner?” You asked

“Okay, sure. I will order the pizza, Y/N do you want to come with me?” Clark said.

“Yeah,” You said.

Jordan and Jon are happy that they will eat pizza for dinner. You leave the house with your dad and get in the truck, he lets you pick the radio station. He listens to you talk about your favorite band.

After buying pizza and before going home, he stopped the truck.

“Why we stopped?” You asked.

“I’m going to show you how to drive” Clark smiled.

“That is cool!” You smiled big.

You and your dad switched seats. You are feeling so excited that your cheeks are hurting from smiling. He starts to tell you what to do and you follow his instructions. You are starting to drive the truck slowly

“You are doing great, Y/N,” Clark said.

“Wow, this is fun” You giggled.

You go a little fast and he tells you how to stop the car and go again. Then he made you change seats now he is driving home, and you tell him how fun it was to drive.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✫

Tal-Rho sent his army to attack the town. Everyone is starting to panic and trying to get out of town. Clark went to fight Tal-Rho somewhere. Your mom made you and your brothers get ready to head to the army base in town. You and your family head to the truck but Tal-Rho’s army arrives.

“Stay away from us,” Lois said.

“Mom,” You said.

You are feeling scared and they are feeling scared also.

“Stay away from us!” You yelled.

You run towards the person to punch them, but they push you hard towards the ground. You want to prove that you are strong but the person was going to attack Jon but Jon stepped in and got hurt, the enemy used heat vision to hurt your brother. Jon fell to the ground and he was bleeding fast you ran towards him.

“Jon!” You cried out.

You touch his stomach and you see the blood on your hand. Your heart is racing faster and you start to cry.

“Jon, I’m sorry! I-I didn't want you to get hurt. I'm sorry!” You cried out.

Lois and everyone noticed a magic aura surrounding your body.

“Mom, what is going on?” Jordan asked.

“What are you doing to him!?” Lois yelled at them.

“We are not doing that to him,” He said.

Your eyes changed colors then you yelled, then a powerful magic blast and you hit the enemies. They passed out and your magic from your hands went to your brother’s body and he is starting to get healed. Jon looks at you then the magic disappears. Lois helped you and Jon stand up then she hugged you and your brother.

“What just happened?” Jordan asked.

“We will figure that out later, now we have to go,” Lois said.

Your mom took you and your brothers to the army base in town. Your brothers are looking at you strangely and they start to ask questions, but you don't know how to answer them.

Clark arrived at the base with the suit on. You and your brothers don't know yet that your father is Superman. Everyone knows that you are a huge fan of Superman. You have some posters and action figures in your bedroom. You run towards him and you are smiling

“I’m a big fan” You smiled.

“Oh… um thanks for being a fan” Clark smiled.

“I can't believe I'm really meeting you” You happily said.

“Superman we need to talk,” Sam said.

He followed your grandfather to a private area and Lois is there. They start to talk about what is going on.

“What do you mean, Y/N has powers?” Clark asked.

“Not the same powers as you. It seemed powers like John Constantine, would have but his powers actually appeared all over his body. Jon was hurt but he saved him” Lois said.

“How did he even get magic?” Clark asked.

“I have no idea, I thought you would know. Go change, the boys need you right now” Lois said.

“It will be okay,” Clark said.

Clark hugged his wife and kissed her on the lips. Clark tells Sam, what Tal-Rho wants to do. They talked for a while then Clark changed clothes then went to see you and your brothers. You start to tell him what happened and Clark asks questions about the powers, but you don't know what to say. Then Clark went to talk with Jon and he hugged his son tightly.

——-

You are lying in your bed and your dad walked in. He sits on the edge of the bed and before he can say a word, you said something first.

“Are you and mom going to send me away?” You asked.

“What makes you think that we would send you away?” Clark asked.

You sit up and you struggle to say something at first, but he waits for you to say something.

“Because I have powers and it's my fault that Jon got hurt,” You said in a low voice.

“Y/N, we love you and we will never send you away. You are our son and we will never abandon you. And it's not your fault that Jon got hurt. He doesn't blame you, Y/N. This is new to us and we will get through this together” Clark smiled.

“Thanks, dad” You said.

Your dad hugged you tight and you believe what he said to you.

“Go to sleep, it's late,” Clark said.

“I’m not tired,” You said.

“Nice, try. Y/N, go to sleep it's written on your face that you are tired” Clark said

“Goodnight,” You said.

“Goodnight, Y/N,” Clark said.

You lie down and you watch your dad turn off the light and leave. You close your eyes and you start to fall asleep.

✬ ✫ ✯ ✫

Clark just told you and your brothers that he is Superman. He picked up a truck, Jon and Jordan were in shock but not you.

“Y/N, you don't seem impressed,” Lois said.

“I saw dad, use his powers before and I saw his suit in the closet. The glasses are not a good disguise” You said.

“How come you didn't say anything?” Jordan asked.

“You and Jon wouldn't believe me. One time, I saw dad use his ice breath to put out the fire in the barn. I don't want to wear my underwear on the outside, no offense dad” You said.

“Y/N, I’m not asking you to wear your underwear on the outside. So that means, I have magic and I have the same powers as you?” You said.

“So, cool I have the same powers like dad” Jon grinned.

“Do I have powers?” Jordan asked

“We don't know yet,” Lois said.

“Sorry, I’m late I had to deal with something in hell,” John Constantine said.

He appeared through a magic portal. Clark introduced John to you and your brothers. Then John lights his cigarette and he stares at you.

“Why is he here?” You asked.

“He has magic and he will people with it. We don't know anything about magic and we thought that he could help you” Clark said.

“He is old and smells bad,” You said.

“Y/N, don't say that. That is rude” Lois said.

Your brothers couldn't help to laugh.

“And you still wet the bed,” John said.

“Whatever, old man,” You said.

“You two be nice. And try not to go hard on my son” Clark said.

“I can't promise anything. Let's get started” John said

Your family watches John use his magic. You try to use your magic but nothing is coming out of your hands. But he laughed then he hit you with your magic and you fell to the ground.

“John! I told you not to be hard on my son!” Clark yelled.

John used his magic to stop your parents from interfering.

“I know what I'm doing!” John yelled.

“Don’t hurt them!” You yelled.

You are walking forward towards him. Then a powerful magic arua starts to come out of your hands. Then everyone witnessed a dark magic book appear in front of you. It turned to the page on what magic to use

“How did you make that book come to you?” John asked.

You read the magic words and used the magic to hurt John. But he was quick to block your magic with his magic. You tried again but he blocked it again. Then he stopped and he tried to get the book but the book moved closer to you.

“Boy, you do have any idea what book you have!?” John said very loud.

“No. It's my first time seeing it” You said.

“That book is called Darkhold and it's connected to you. Study that book from start to end. contained spells, formulas, and information on how to create machines to harness energy from other dimensions, Study the book” John said.

“Wow, that is a lot,” You said.

You hold the book and you won't let him read it. John explained what kind of magic you have to your parents. Lois isn't happy about you having chaos magic and she doesn't want you to have magic. But she won't stop loving you and Clark will feel the same way. Later, John teaches you how to summon your magic and how to control it.

———-

You haven't been studying the Darkhold magic book. You are playing catch with your brothers in the barn. You and Jon are trying to help Jordan activate his powers. Jordan tried to pick the tractor but he couldn't do it.

“I guess i don't have super strength,” Jordan said

“Try throwing the football far?” You said.

“I can try,” Jordan said.

Jon laughed because he knew that Jordan couldn't throw the football.

“I can throw a football,” Jordan said

“Yeah, right. But go ahead and you will miss” Jon laughed.

You throw the football at your brother but with force. He didn't catch the ball and the ball went through the wall.

“Mom and dad are going to ground you forever,” Jon said.

“Why you didn't catch the ball!?” You yelled.

“You didn't throw it straight!” Jordan yelled.

You tried to use your magic to fix the hole, but you opened a portal for a few seconds but it closed.

“What was that!?” Jon yelled

“I don't know, I’m still figuring out my powers,” You said.

Again you used your magic and you fixed the hole. You are smiling about it because you won't get in trouble. But you started to play with your brothers again, they kept throwing the ball at each other so you wouldn't catch it. But you used your magic to catch the ball and you are happy about it.

“That’s cheating,” Jon said.

“You are just slow” You teased

They started to chase you and you started to run fast. Lois and Clark are outside talking and you run toward them, but Jon uses his speed to catch up to you. He tried to get the ball but you won't let go, then Clark and Lois made him let go. He got in trouble but not you and they made you and your brothers go back inside the house.

Spoiler!!!!! 2x08!!! Spoiler...don't watch it if you aren't ready for it

We're off to battle again, old girl. | Rhaenys & Meleys

Being the Son of Calliope, headcanons…

PJO x Male Reader (No romantic pairing)

Warnings: None…

Summary: You’re the son of the goddesss of epic poetry and eloquence and One of the Nine Muses…

(A/n: I know I was meant to work on other stuff but I got distracted.)

(Song is unrelated to the story but it felt Muses coded so…)

——

You were the only half-blood at camp related to one of the Muses, specifically Calliope, the Goddesss of Epic Poetry and Eloquence.

When you had gotten to camp you used to stay in Cabin 11, even though you’d been claimed, there was no cabin for you. So you ended up bunking with Travis Stoll.

But after the war with the titans and Percy’s demands to Zeus to the gods, a cabin dedicated to the Nine Muses had been built.

You being made the counsler… not that there were any other options…

The cabin was great tho, it was decorated with statues and carvings of the muses and their symbols. There were paintings hung of their famous demigods too such as Orpheus, Hyacinthus and Linus

The cabin had a big book case with novels, plays, comedies, tradgedies, poetry. A soundproof dance studio, a spundproof music room with a bunch of instruments, a sky window to study the stars.

Basically everything associated with the Muses.

——

If you had a nickel for everytime someone had tried to pick you by saying ”you were their muse” or that ”you had inspired” the poem, song or novel they wrote… you’d be richer than Hades.

You were particullarly popular amongst the Apollo cabin who seemed to think you were some kind of key to overcome creative blocks. Will Solace, their counselor, needed to keep them in check since they all seemed interested in you in one way or the other.

Athena’s and Hephaestus’s cabins were also drawn to you for your creativety.

——

You would however end up being paired with the Apollo cabin to lead the campfire sing-alongs, you usually end up with a solo song telling the dramatic story of some greek hero.

Imagine something like ”The Gosphel Truth” from ”Hercules”, with the Apollo cabin acting as you back up singers.

——

As for your powers, you were far from the strongest of demigods, but you were by no means weak.

You had a natrual talent for the arts, singing, dancing, poetry, instruments, etc…

As the son of the goddess of Eloquence you could cast minor short lasting curses on people that would effect their speaking, that could for example cause them to only speak in rhymes and limericks or make them unable to finish long sentences before drifting off.

Your swordfighting style would be noted by the other campers to be quite different, while they fought normally with their swords, Percy described your style more as a ”VERY deadly and sharp dance”.

Being related to the muses you also had an aura that could induce inspiration and creativity in someone (so maybe the Apollo cabin was on to something with their interest in you).

Though that power worked both ways as you could also curse someone with creative block.

——

Unlike most demigods, you’re mother showed up quite often to advice you whenever you had a problem… and she didn’t come alone.

Let’s say you’re in your cabin and you’re sad after having an argument with a friend.

Well… then all the 9 statues of the Muses in the cabin come to life and start singing a pop-soul number about why friendship is important and you should make up with your friend.

It’s was quite terrifying the first few times it happened but you get used to it after a while.

Being one of the Muse’s son is pretty much like being all of their son.

(A/n 2: Sorry, this is shorter than i usually write and is more so a collection of small headcanons for a Son of Calliope!Reader than a full on fic.)

Little fucking guy alert!!

After so many years Morgana and Kayle are finally in a cinematic again!!!

This really represents well a late game duo... Morg stunning the enemy Aatrox so the full build Kayle evaporating him.

Morg embracing her full power... You can hear the sheer pain in her scream along with the music- whyyyy Kayle, it's your sister, you have to show you love her before she dies and you hate yourself for the rest of your infinitely long life (the only moment we see Kayle loving Morgana is when she dies)

Loved the small detail of the wind actually embracing Yasuo... Also, it's so bittersweet seeing him not killing those soldiers - like, he's obviously not hitting them, it's not an accidental or anything. Poor thing has been killing for so long.

Also, that giant lurking figure of the Wolf in the woods, and the shining arrow of the Lamb? That's a masterpiece.

Anyway, there's something so incredibly sad about seeing him old- even with the perspective of him living a whole life, the brute remind of the time passing carries so much sorrow... Him accepting the arrows instead of running or blocking them....

I don't know how to feel.

His hair finally accepted the laws of physics

Aaand they FINALLY REMEMBERED ABOUT TRYNDA AND ASHE it's so sweet seeing his anger disappear the moment he sees Ashe. I hope they write some histories about these two again.

(The parallel between Ashe and the Lamb when the shadows started to fade!!!)

Riot finally remembered these two are married

Anyway, the Kindred are the best, no explanation needed. Trynda fighting off the Wolf (well, technically he's fighting off the other human enemies), the Lamb just watching most of the time- you can feel the anormality, the ethereal, mystical feeling in these images

Tomorrow is a hope... never a promise.

Royal Privilege Pt. 2 (Male Possession)

PART ONE

Having successfully gotten away with stealing the body of a royal prince, Bartelby kept his head down and followed the maid towards the prince's chambers. He had to restrain himself from gaping at the finery around him (it would be unbecoming of a prince) until he was alone in his new rooms, when he finally allowed himself to cackle with glee.

Impossibly, food was already waiting for him when he arrived– but that was just the life of a royal, he supposed. He had merely to ask and it would be given.

An array of delicacies laid spread out on a table before him: fruits, roast meats, sweet sugar spun delicacies that he had seen during festivals but never been able to afford. And here it was being given to him for free.

Suddenly starving, Bartelby fell upon the feast like a wild animal. He was almost afraid that the food would be too rich for him to stomach, but of course his new body was used to it. But each new flavor was still a delight for his mind and he savored every bite– he almost cried when he tasted chocolate for the first time.

A large bottle of bubbling yellow liquid had been provided as well and he recognized it as champagne, which peasants had whispered about as one of the finest spirits ever brewed. Bartelby drank greedily straight from the bottle, feeling his head grow light and his body loose.

His belly fuller than it had ever been before and his basic needs satisfied, Bartelby turned his attention to other matters.

Bartelby approached the mirror that hung on one of the walls of the room, and the face of prince Nicholas stared back at him from its shiny surface. He leaned in close and gazed into those blue eyes– the eyes of a prince hiding the soul of a peasant. Rags to riches like a fairy tale; now he was Prince Charming.

Curious of his new body, Bartelby began to divest himself of his clothes, and beneath the finery he found something even better than riches.

He had assumed, naturally, that thanks to their life of luxury all royals would be fat and lazy– but of course that wouldn't be the case for a seventh-in-line prince like Nicholas. A seventh-in-line prince like Nicholas was so far removed from the line of succession that he was essentially breeding stock, destined to be married off to some foreign royal to forge a diplomatic alliance. His only job was to be pretty– but my, he did that exceptionally well.

"You probably haven't been missing many meals," he whispered to himself as he pressed his hand to the prince's firm midsection. The muscles there were individually sculpted, different than the kind of raw strength the men developed toiling in the fields, but as he explored the grooves with his fingers he found they held their own appeal.

He flexed one of his arms, watching as the muscles bulged up appealingly. Prince Nicholas had probably never lifted a shovel or even swung a sword in his life, but his family had most likely assigned him private tutors whose job it was to ensure that he would have big, firm arms like these that he could use to catch the princesses who swooned before him.

These were show muscles, Bartelby realized with disgust. Pretty to look at, but they would be useless for any real work.

Then he laughed and shook his head– none of that mattered, he'd never be going near a field ever again! He had to stop thinking like a peasant and start thinking like a royal. His new body was beautiful, like a marble sculpture. He was a walking work of art.

Bartelby's hands drifted over his skin and he marveled at how soft and smooth his body was now– other than the strange blow to the shoulder (the only reminder his previous life) there wasn't a blemish on prince Nicholas. This was the skin of a man who grew up sheltered from the blistering sun, the skin of a man who bathed.

He'd get to bathe now! In a proper tub of warm water, with soap, and perhaps even fragrant oils.

As Bartelby's eyes devoured the handsome man in the mirror he felt a stirring in his britches and could resist no longer. Without further ceremony he lowered his trousers, letting his scepter and royal jewels spill out to hang majestically before him.

"Well," he said, his mouth quirking up into a smile. "This must be that divine right of kings I'm always hearing about."

Nicholas's manhood was thick and long, sitting atop two huge balls as if they were a throne. Curiously it lacked the folds of skin that had surrounded Bartelby's old cock, but as its mushroom crown pulsed and flushed dark pink, he couldn't bring himself to care. This was a cock befitting of a prince.

Bartelby seized upon his cock and began tugging at it, eager to stake claim over his new body, but then he cursed– even as soft as his new hand was, he still wanted something to wet his cock and ease the motion.

His eyes searched the room and settled on the champagne bottle that stood upon the table. He licked his lips.

Seizing the bottle in one hand he raised it high and poured the champagne upon himself, licking a few drops into his mouth but feeling the rest of liquid spill over the crevices of his muscles and trickle down to his cock. His hand slick with the golden spirit, he began to pump on his new treasure.

In his old, frail body, weak from hunger and tired from overwork, his manhood had been a sad snail of a thing between his legs that could barely muster up a few droplets of cum before his reserves were exhausted. Now it poured from him like a fountain, his healthy, virile balls churning as they ejaculated load after load which flew up as far as his face.

He panted and stared down at his muscular torso, his broad chest heaving with each breath. He was still drenched and the light reflected off the sweat and semen as if someone had poured diamonds over him; even his mess was beautiful.

People around the village always joked that sex was the one place where peasant and royal were equal, and Bartelby now knew that wasn't true because the orgasm he'd just received felt like a gift from heaven.

Just another pleasure in a life that would be full of them

Drunk on champagne and power, he barely managed to stumble over to the prince's bed and collapse atop it. He groaned anew as his naked body embraced the bed– silk sheets and a mattress stuffed with feathers, the softest things he'd ever felt. He drifted off to sleep in moments.

-

He awoke in the morning to knocking at his door.

For a moment, Bartelby was scared that it had all been a dream, but when he opened his eyes and saw the finery around him he knew his mind could never have conjured this up.

His new cock bid him a good morning, eager to please its new master, and he grinned down at the sight of the sizable bump beneath the covers. He rolled over and pressed it into the bed and groaned in pleasure as he felt his manhood grind into the silk. He thrust lazily as he chased that leisurely pleasure, feeling his muscular arse flexing behind him as he humped the mattress.

The knocking came again, irritating Bartelby enough to stir from his slumber to see what the fuss was, but he was a prince now. He would take his time.

He rose from his bed and strutted over to the closet he'd seen at the other side of the room, his mouth gaping at the sheer number of garments it contained. He selected a green silk robe and began to decide on a shirt as well before he paused and left his chest bare. No sense in hiding his blessings. For his lower half he donned only modest undergarments that bulged with his still hard cock.

Bartelby flung the door open and instantly recognized the man before him: it was the servant who had turned him away at the gates.

For a moment, anger flared up within Bartelby, but it flickered out just as quickly. Why should he be angry? The man had done him a service by turning him away, it had lead him to this new life. And besides, as the prince, a servant like this was insignificant. Bartelby was now above him in all ways– wealth, status, and even height.

He peered down at the man before him and realized with amusement that the servant was frozen with his mouth hanging open dumbly, his wide eyes running Bartelby up and down as if he didn't believe what he was seeing.

Did Prince Nicholas often answer the door open unclothed, Bartelby wondered? Would he allow his servants precious glimpses of this magnificent body? Whatever the answer, Bartelby enjoyed the attention.

"Well?" He asked the servant, draping himself against the doorframe alluringly.

"Apologies, your highness," the butler managed to blather out, still struck dumb by the sight of the nearly naked prince. He cast his eyes to the floor and regained some composure. "But I was told to remind you that your father requests your attendance at dinner tonight."

There was silence for a moment as Bartelby scrutinized the servant before him. With his strong jaw, thick hair, and broad shoulders, he was a rather attractive fellow– surely all of the maids in the castle were swooning over him. But, Bartelby wondered as he glanced at the way the man shuffled before him, did he desire them back?

"And now," the butler gave a bow, and then began to back away nervously. "I must away to-"

"No no, stay," Bartelby commanded, and the man froze in place instantly. Bartelby gestured for the man to step into his chambers, and to his delight, the man complied.

Bartelby nearly shivered with the display of power, and he now understood what had driven this servant to be so cruel to him at the gates– the pleasure of subordination, of having someone else be the weak one. It was intoxicating.

He could have his servant thrown in the dungeon, whipped, tossed out into the street and torn limb from limb by wild horses– but Bartelby wasn't a cruel man. No, he instead he had his mind on something he thought they might both enjoy.

He bent down and dropped his loincloth, letting his massive new cock spring forth and hang between the two men. The butler gasped, and Bartelby grinned.

"My cock is hard," Bartelby announced, sweeping one hand down the flesh that jutted out before him and shaking it. He shivered for a moment when he felt the heft of it, much greater than his old cock, and a strangled whine escaped the throat of his servant. "As you can so clearly see."

In his old life as a peasant, Bartelby would have never dared to be so forwards– people in his village were not open minded and he could have been stoned for acting upon his desires for other men. But who would tell him what to do now that he was a prince? He was free to do as he pleased, and what he wanted to do was to sample that which had been forbidden to him for so long.

And now he had something to offer as well, a beautiful body with delicious muscles and a generous cock that would satisfy any man.

Bartelby watched the way that the butler's eyes searched him up and down, traced the hard lines of his physique, lingered on the obscenity bursting forth from his groin, and he knew that this man wanted the same thing too.

"You are my servant, are you not?" Bartelby continued, and his butler nodded weakly. Bartelby smiled. "Well as my servant, I command you to do something about this. Personally. Have I made myself clear?

The servant's eyes went wide, and he licked his lips. "As you wish, my lord."

His loyal subject kneeled before him to kiss the royal scepter, and Bartelby groaned in ecstasy.

It's good to be the prince.

ghost choir 👻 🎵

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I taste the night on your lips

Ben Harmon x Male Reader

Warning: Smut

Request- AHS: - Ben Harmon x Male Reader smut: You live across from the Harmons & take a liking to Ben. One day you catch him wanking in his bedroom, which leads to smut.

You just moved into the neighborhood about two months ago. And you have met Ben Harmon and his wife Vivien. They did invite you for dinner two weeks ago and everything went well.

You and Ben would see each other often but mostly have a small conversation. You would always check him out but you never notice when he is checking you out.

While living close to them you developed a crush on him. You really want to be with him but you don't act on your feelings.

You are cleaning the attic, the family that used to live there left an old telescope. You clean it and you look through it. You see Been and Vivien arguing and the argument is heated.

”Damn, wish I can hear what they are saying,” You said to yourself.

You keep watching them, Vivien stormed out of the house. You watch Ben and he rubs his temples. You were going to stop spying on him but what he is doing caught your interest.

He turns on his laptop and he goes on a gay porn site. He pulls down his pants and grabbed the lotion, it's starting to turn you on. He pressed play on the video and he begins to stroke his cock. You licked your lips and just keep watching him jerking off.

Now, you touch your cock and you take it out. You start to jerk off then Ben takes off his shirt.

”Fuck he is hot,” You said.

You start to jerk off and you licked your lips. You always thought about how big his cock is, now you can see his wide cock. Ben moans and he watches another video, suddenly he looks out the window and he noticed you. And you freaked out and left. Ben goes back to jerking off and watching gay porn and you go to the bathroom to jerk off.

⍟ ⍟ ⍟ ⍟

You went to get your mail and Vivien walked towards you.

”Y/N, I need to ask for a favor,” Vivien said.

”Yeah sure, what is it,” You said.

”Can you Ben move some heavy items around the house. I can't help because I have to go help my sister. You can go over right now and help him” Vivien said.

You were speechless and you started to stutter.

”Yeah...?” You said unsure.

”Great! You can go over now because I really have to go” Vivien said.

You just nod and watched her drive away. Your heart starts to race and you walked towards the house. The door is open and you walked inside and you walked upstairs.

You hear Ben moaning and you get closer to the bedroom.

”Sorry!” You said.

You look away and he doesn't cover his cock.

”I know you saw me jerk off,” Ben said.

”Yeah, about that I’m sorry,” You said.

You avoid his eyes and he is still jerking off.

”I know you want to suck it,” Ben said.

You walked towards him and you get down on your knees.

”What about your wife?” You asked.

”This will be our secret,” Ben said.

⍟ ⍟ ⍟ ⍟

You are sucking his cock and he lets out a moan. He starts to push your head down and he moans again. He takes off his shirt and he doesn't stop positing your head down.

”Keep going. My cock looks better in your mouth” Ben moans.

You wrap your hand on his cock, your hand starts going up and down fast. You start to suck on his balls hard and he helped you take off your shirt. You suck his cock again and he does have hair but it's trimmed. His wide cock gets hard in your mouth and you suck his cock hard.

”Get on the bed,” Ben said.

You and Ben stand up at the same time, he pulled you closer to him. He starts to kiss you and you unzip your jeans. You feel his hands on your ass and he starts to squeeze hard. You take off your jeans and he starts to stroke your cock while kissing your neck.

”Ben” You moan.

He goes down on his knees and he starts to lick your cock. His wide tongue goes all over your cock. Now, he starts to suck your cock and you moan loud. Your fingers run through his hair and he starts to deep throat your cock. He starts to lick your cock up and down fast.

He stands up and he pushed onto the bed. He gets on top of you and you start to kiss him. He starts to grind his cock on your cock and he starts to leave huge hickeys on your neck.

”Ben... Fuck me” You moan.

”Let’s see if you can handle it,” Ben said.

You smirked at him and he kisses you one more time. You suck on his bottom lip. Ben gets up and grabbed the lube and he pours a lot on his cock. He starts to jerk off and you do the same jerk off.

”What about your wife?” You asked.

”We have enough time and the drive to her sister is six hours. I have you all to myself” Ben said.

Ben harshly made you get on your knees and hands. He grabbed your ass very hard and his tongue moves faster in your hole and you start to moan. Then he licks down to your balls and sucks on it. He rams his cock inside you and you grab the bedsheets hard. He slapped your ass very hard on both sides. He pulled your hair harshly.

”I will punish you for watching me jerk off,” Ben said.

His thrusts are rough and you moan very loud. His body is coated in sweat, his cock goes much deeper in you. He pulled you closer to him and his hand is around your neck and he thrusts roughly again. He starts to choke you and you like it. You start to jerk off and he chokes your harder.

”Ben!” You moaned.

He starts to pinch your nipples and he pushed you down to the bed. He sits in the chair

”Come here,” Ben said.

You get off the bed and go to him. You kiss him, you go down kissing his neck then down to his chest. You get on top and again you try to adjust to his size. Ben is thrusting hard again and he wraps his hand around your neck. He starts to choke you and you start to jerk off. His cock thrust in and out fast and hard.

”You are mine!” Ben growled.

” It's been a while since you fucked, haven't you?” You asked.

”Yes! Too long!” Ben moans.

You start to kiss him and his hands are on your ass. Next, you are bending over on the bed and he keeps fucking you hard. You and Ben sweat more and he moans loud.

You are lying on the bed and Ben pulled you closer to him. You are still on the edge of the bed and your legs are on his chest. He is stroking your cock while he is fucking you. Suddenly, his cell phone starts to ring and it's his wife. He picks up and you almost moaned aloud.

”Everything is fine,” Ben said to Vivien.

He makes you suck in his fingers. He pushes his fingers deeper in and you don't stop sucking his fingers.

”Just make it safe and stay for the weekend if you want,” Ben said.

He smirked at you and he hangs up. He removed his fingers out of your mouth. He puts your legs down and his hands roam your chest.

”We have all weekend” Ben smirked.

”Good to know. I need to cum” You said.

”Not yet,” Ben said.

He bends down and his cock is buried deep inside you. He starts to kiss and you hold him tight. He moans louder and he makes an ’O’ face when he cums inside you. Then he starts taking out his cock and he starts to jerk off. He cums on your chest and face then you cum start to cum.

”Good you are here all weekend. I haven't had sex in seven months” Ben said.

”I’m happy I can help and again later. Let’s shower together” Ben said.

”Give me a minute,” You said.

Later, you and Ben showered together and ate take-out food.

For the last three weeks, you and Ben started having an affair. Vivien has no idea, Ben would go to your place or you got to his place. Sometimes you have sex in his car or somewhere else.

𝓛ong ago, an order of monastic knights slew the vile gods of the old world, using esoteric powers granted by the moon and sun.

𝓝ow the world has grown dark and violent, as those selfsame deities prepare their return—challenged only by the light of the eclipse."

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Currently Writing + Future Ideas (Last Updated August 29, 2023) This is what I am currently working on: ~Now:  ~Next: Yone story Story Ideas I have partially written or have ideas for: ~Elias Bouchard (Magnus Archives) (first chapter up on ao3, next update time unknown) ~Merman story, inspired partially by The Little Mermaid 2 (OC’s name is Aquilon)  ~Piers Nivans (Resident Evil 6) chaptered story   ~Seto Kaiba (Yugioh) chaptered story ~Swan Princess-inspired original story (OC’s name is Elliot) ~Sylvain (Fire Emblem 3 Houses) one-shot (this idea may be a long shot now) Here is my tumblr story masterlist! Please let me know if any links don’t work!

League of Legends

Sett - Tangling with the Boss, Tangling with the Boss 2, Tangling with the Lifeguard (Pool Party Sett) Spirit Blossom Thresh - The Silver Path Sylas - Spellbound Shackles Talon - Behind the Blade’s Shadow Viego - Lost Love’s Ruination Zed - Truth in Darkness

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Ashe - Return to You Dimitri - About Time Lif - The Last Hope of a Fallen Prince

DC

Nightwing - In the Light

Hello :D, could I request some headcanons of Aurelion Sol , Pantheon and Aphelios with a S/o who is a omnipotent Deity

Sure thing! They ended up turning into headcanons about how I thought the relationships would go from the start 😁

Aphelios, Aurelion Sol, Pantheon x Deity!Reader Headcanons

Aphelios

Upon first meeting you, Aphelios would never have believed that you would be a deity. Why would someone so powerful be aimlessly wandering around Mount Targon? Of course to him, you had the heavenly look, an ethereal beauty that he had never seen before, but it didn't change the fact that you looked defenceless. He only believed when Alune told him how she had seen your nurturing presence in the spirit realm, and that you were to be trusted

There was tension when you refused to completely aid Aphelios in the conflict between the Lunari and Solari. You could literally change the course of this war, stomp the Solari with a mere wave of the hand, but you wouldn't, you said it wasn’t your right. All that you promised him was the safety of him and Alune which Aphelios learned to be extremely grateful for

The amount of times you've dragged Aphelios out of the spirit realm have become uncountable. Knowing that you had his back, Aphelios took riskier missions and made bolder moves. It only stopped when Alune chided him, saying, “Do you think a god would be impressed by a fool that constantly gets himself killed?” right in front of your face. Aphelios had never been so embarrassed

You confessed to him that you would like something more between you and thus, your romantic relationship started. You’ll have to be the one to make the first move. No matter how infatuated Aphelios was with you, he'd never confess to you, he believed it was out of his place to confess a romantic love to a deity

Truth be told, Aphelios is insecure about your relationship. You could literally have anyone in the entire cosmos yet you chose to stay by his side. Do you truly consider him a lover or simply one of many assets in the universe to entertain your immortal life? Surely you'd tire of him sooner or later, there were probably plenty of individuals – mortal, even – who were far more fascinating than him

Your relationship has become a ticking time bomb. For now it’s okay but Aphelios is aware there may be a time where your interests collide with his faith of the moon. And that is one secret he has hidden from Alune, when the time comes to choose between you and the moon, he shall follow you

Aurelion Sol

The two of you have known each other since the creation of time itself. Throughout the eons of existing, the two of you have certainly had your fights and quarrels. What gods wouldn't? Existing for so long without any drama would be incredibly boring so the two of you would start drama amongst yourselves

But as the gods started taking interest in smaller, mortal matters, they started taking sides. The little quarrels and arguments turned more serious until they became wars that split space itself apart. It was then and there that you and Aurelion Sol realised just how important you found each other, sharing a bond that goes beyond human comprehension

Knowing how confident the god is, Aurelion Sol really wouldn't tolerate having anyone else other than a fellow god by his side. Anyone or anything less and he'd simply be unimpressed, you are the only one that can make him feel true awe

When he was bound by the mortals to Mount Targon, the hardest thing was being away from you. You were so close yet so far, he knew you were doing all you can to help him but the damned mortals had managed to find a way to even outdo your powers

Finally freed by his mortal restraints, you were the one to calm Aurelion Sol down as he desperately wanted to seek revenge against the mortals, tearing Mount Targon – and possibly all of Runeterra – to shreds. You reminded him that that was not true balance, and that the both of you were above the level of mortals, and so he should not act as violently as them

You have become the peace to his chaos as the both of you find the balance in making Runeterra become a place of peace once again, and to strip the mortals of their godly powers

Pantheon

At first the two of you did not get along in the slightest. Pantheon had sworn war on all that he considered too powerful for their own good, be it Darkin, Ascended or Aspect. And now he comes into contact with a god? You must've been asking for whatever the immortal equivalent of a death wish is

Your first meeting was one meant for the history books. A mere human standing up against a deity, with nothing but the will to fight guiding him. He fought you again and again, refusing to budge. Every fight he learnt more about your abilities, how powerful and immortal you were

Everything came to a head when he finally challenged you with the call, “Kill me, if you are truly such a god!” But you simply refused, saying it was not your business to disrupt the natural order. It was then Pantheon realised his drive for revenge was not meant for you. You may have the power to destroy, but you had the power to create. You maintained balance, much like him

He surrendered, kneeling at your feet. He then swore that he would fight in your best interests, to maintain balance of the universe. In reality, it didn't change his goals; the Darkin, Ascended and Aspects were what disrupted Runeterra and sending it to ruins, they were the ones that disrupted balance but his purpose still felt much greater now. It was not petty revenge, but to aid a deity

It took a decent amount of time time until Pantheon admitted his love for you. He believed it would be foolish for a literal god to value him any more than an asset, an ally or friend at best. But when you passingly said that he was special to you, Pantheon did the most daunting a soldier ever could. He confessed to you and you accepted

Pantheon's heart soars whenever you call him, “My champion”. It is an honour to represent and act on behalf of a god as nurturing and good natured as you. He has sworn in his heart to be by your side for all of eternity, to offer all his services and anything he can do to help aid in your quest of balancing the universe

Our Sanctuary

Aleksander Morozova x Reader (Family AU)

The Darkling x Sun Summoner!Wife!Reader

Summary: Meet the Morozova family.

Sequel: Weeds Amongst Flowers

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2.0K

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It was a well-known fact that the leader of the Second Army, General Kirigan, was a dark, ambitious and powerful Grisha in all of the lands. He was feared and hated far and wide but the Grisha respected and lived to serve him. To the world, he was the Shadow Summoner, the Black General, but behind the safe enclosure of the Little Palace he was the savior of Grisha, Ravka’s hope, a son, and most importantly two titles he cherished; a husband and a father.

Within the walls of the Little Palace, a pair of small feet ran through the halls leaving a small resounding echo at each step. The halls were empty aside from the paintings, portraits, vases, and other antiquities aligning the hall. The owner of said feet giggled out of joy and cheer but most of all excitement. The little one was excited to explore the Little Palace on his own without any supervision. He was running, jumping, sliding, and screaming in pure giddiness as his imagination took over him. With his little mind preoccupied, without taking notice of his surroundings, the little one accidentally took a bump to a hard but dark ‘obstacle’. He would have fallen had the ‘obstacle’ not caught him and gently set him back on his tiny feet. Said ‘obstacle’ knelt down before the little one with eyes as dark as the night sky but filled with love and pride.

“And what mischief has my little warrior been up to?” said the dark ‘obstacle’ or rather General. The little one looked towards the man with eyes mirroring his own, and replied back with a giggle, “Papa, I was looking for you…I wanted to find you…but couldn’t find you, so I went to make a game of my own.”

“Really,” Aleksander mused then smiled at his beloved son, “and what sort of game was it that managed to draw you away from your mother?” The General playfully taunted his son which made the boy blush in embarrassment and looked down in guilt. “I’m sorry papa… I only left cause mama wasn’t feeling too good and then I thought papa makes mama happy, why not bring papa?” The General gave a soft smile at his boy, he was aware of his wife’s condition. She had been feeling unwell lately and he’s been reluctant to leave her be but she managed to coerce him to commit his duty as the General…besides she wouldn’t be alone…she had Genya and her son.

“Let’s head back to your mother, Aleksei, she’s probably worried,” Aleksander consoled his son as he lifted him in his arms to carry at his side. And they set off to their private chambers whilst talking. Aleksei, a sweet and simple name yet fitting for him. Their son indeed lives up to his name since he believes it’s his duty to defend and protect his family just like his papa taught him. His father always told him that he had an important job now and that was to look after his mother. That was something that Aleksei could never deny nor turn down, for his mother was his entire world. She helped raise him, bathe him, fed him, and love him, and so on. She did everything and Aleksander has never felt more proud having a beautiful wife and wonderful mother to his child.

“Mama has been looking different lately…she’s also been going to the bathroom a lot…” Aleksei said worriedly. “Your mother is just having morning illness. She is now carrying a baby. Could be a boy or a girl. What would you like? A brother? Or a sister?” The General turned to him to hear his answer.

“A brother! So that we could play together and hunt down monsters!” The little boy shouted in excitement.

“And what if you had a sister?”

“I would have liked a brother but sister is nice, I would be the one to protect her! She would be the princess and me, the greatest warrior in all of Ravka!”

The General smiled at that. He knew without a doubt that his first child would do amazing as a big brother to his sibling(s). He had raised him well. Throughout their walk, they had passed by other Grisha and servants. They gave a slight bow to the darkling in greeting as he walked by them and he, in turn, nodded back at them. Aleksei, being a young child he was, and 4 years old, just gave them a sweet smile and small wave which caused them to smile at him. The boy was a darling among the occupants of the Little Palace, in fact, he was also seen as their hope for a better future as he descended from two of the strongest and greatest Summoners. His father, the Shadow Summoner, and his mother, the Sun Summoner.

They had now finally reached the main doors leading to their private quarters. In their private quarters consisted of some bedrooms, the war room, dining room, and their own bathrooms. Just like the darkling preferred. Aleksander put his son to the floor and followed after the boy as he ran to his parents' room.

“Mama!” Aleksei shouted in delight as he burst through the room darting straight to the large bed.

(Name) formed a soft smile on her face as she turned her head towards the source of the most precious sound that nothing else could ever compare. She saw as her son climbed her and her husband’s lavish bed, and crawl towards her. She then reached forward and grabbed her little boy and sat him on her lap, careful not to squish the precious swell of her belly that carried another love of hers and Aleksander’s.

“Now where did you go off to, little gremlin?” (Name) chuckled as she held her son’s soft cheeks between her hands and gave him butterfly kisses all over his sweet cherub face. Aleksei laughed at the sweet but ticklish affection he received from his mama. One thing Aleksei loved more than anything was being in his mother’s arms and receiving those butterfly kisses.

The boy was laughing out of fun and joy while his father watched the scene from the bedroom door out of pure adoration. Here right in front of him was his entire world, his entire everything. His wife, his son, and his unborn second child. Aleksander never imagined settling down and having his own family but that all changed since (Name) came.

His dear wife (Name), how she had changed him for the better and had given him the greatest gifts in the world. (Name) had miraculously wedged deep into his heart and left a huge imprint. She was his biggest support through all of his endeavors and it would remain so. Side by side they had fought together against the forces of Fjerda and Shu Han for years. And now, both he and (Name) now hold an important objective; protecting their family. Ever since (Name) was pregnant with their first child, she and Aleksander had worked hard to keep their son a secret but the King was adamant that they announce the birth of their child should the pregnancy ever be a success.

Apparently, some nosy maids had managed to pass on the word to the Queen about the Sun Summoner’s situation. This did not sit well for the General and (Name) as they worried for the welfare of their child. They had hoped for a more secure and secretive life but when word got out, there would be no doubt that their enemies would dare try to target their family. Aleksander or rather as the public knows him as General Kirigan managed to sway the King’s interests in announcing his child’s birth and to leave it be for the sake of their protection. The pregnancy was not easy since it was obviously (Name)’s first time. 9 months later, she and her husband were blessed with a beautiful son. Their son bore a striking resemblance to his father; thick dark hair, eyes as dark as the night, and his father’s nose. But one thing he gained from his mother were her soft supple lips. A true beauty they had brought into their world. (Name) and Aleksander believed their son would do great things. In this harsh world, with its fill of wars, poverty, famine, and death, both parents have one light that helps shine away all that is negative, and that is their family.

As the Sun Summoner coddled her sweet little boy, Aleksander stepped forward and went around the bed to sit by his angelic wife’s side. “How have you been feeling? Aleksei says you’ve been visiting the bathroom a lot this morning,” he asked worried as he reached out to hold one of his wife’s soft hands, but (Name) smiled at him in assurance, “I’m fine, the baby is just very active…keeps playing with my organs,” she looked down at her round belly hidden by her white lace nightgown. Aleksei also looked at the bump in wonder and leaned his head to lie on his mother’s belly with both hands beside his head as if laying on a pillow.

“I can feel them, mama,” Aleksei said excitedly.

“That’s because they know you’re there. They can hear you, you know. Would you like to tell them something?” His mother softly told him.

Her son scrunched his cute little face in thought, trying to figure out what he could tell his baby sibling.

“Umm…Oh, I know. Hello, baby brother or sister, it’s your big brother. I can’t wait to see you. We’ve been waiting for you for a looong time, so better hurry! We’re going to play all sorts of games…I’ll even share all my toys with you….I love you,” their son then gave a hug to his mother’s belly. (Name)’s eyes watered slightly at the heart-warming message her son made to their unborn sibling and she knew deep down that her children would be alright.

Aleksander was proud to be raising a caring and loving son, and he would continue doing so. His children will never go through the same challenges as their parents did, never will they suffer nor struggle in their lives. He would do everything in his power to protect his wife and children from their enemies.

His wife, (Name), looked to her husband by her side and asked, “Has Aleksei shown signs of any abilities he may possess?” Aleksander stares back at her and answers, “I believe Aleksei has something to show you…”

Her husband then turned his son, “Aleksei, won’t you show your mother your surprise?”

Aleksei gave a big smile and nodded in excitement. He moved a bit further from his mother with his tiny bum sat on the bed, he then raised both his palms and had them facing one another. His face squinted in concentration as he tried to conjure or rather summon his power at the palm of his hands. “Don’t try too hard, Aleksei, just let it flow and it will come,” His father encouraged him as he couldn’t keep a smile off his face. (Name) looked closely at her son’s hands and her eyes widened. There she saw it. A small black mist swirling between his palms, like a little dark storm.

“I did it, papa! Look! I’m just like you! What do you think mama?!” their son bounced on the bed in delight, laughing at his amazing accomplishment. (Name) smiled and clapped her hands applauding her little boy’s ability. “I’m so proud of you, Aleksei,” she told him happily, “Just like your papa.”

‘I’m gonna be just like papa! I want to be just like papa! Strong, smart, tall, and everything else!”

Aleksander’s eyes watered slightly but held them back. He reached to pick up his son and cradled him to his chest. “You’re going to do even greater things, my lapushka,” he spoke softly on his son’s head as he gave a kiss on his black hair. “Your mother and I are so proud of you. And we love you so much. Remember that.”

“I love you, papa. I love you, mama.” the boy told his beloved papa as his eyes shut slowly, exhausted.

Aleksander and (Name) looked at their sleeping miracle out of pure love and adoration.

This is what they were fighting for. Everything they worked hard for, was for Aleksei and their little unborn bean.

This was their paradise.

This was their sanctuary.

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We Want The Same Things - Things We Can’t Have

Their first meeting goes like this.

Tendrils of shadow pin Nikolai to a half-broken mast and start to wrap around his throat. He reaches up to pull at them and gasps out, “Wait! I’m not one of those traffickers! I’m Sturmhond! We have the same goals! I -”

Just when he’s about to choke on darkness, the shadows retreat enough to let him take a well-needed breath. The man in front of him tilts his head. “Sturmhond,” he repeats. “The pirate.”

“Privateer,” Nikolai wheezes.

~

Or: Sturmhond meets the leader of the Grisha resistance.

A Darkolai fic, now with a fancy moodboard, made by me. 

E | Completed | 70k | Alternate Canon | The Darkling/Nikolai Lantsov

A life spent at sea, years after years of forging himself a new name, a new face―an identity to replace the one stolen from him. But it all so easily shatters, and by the most innocuous of objects: a letter, beckoning him home.

Or: Nikolai learns the most important truth of all. A love offered thrice may very well be true, but he must first find who he is to embrace it.

― with the sun against our back, a shadow and bone fic, part three of the series of monsters and men

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Draw your swords - Masterlist

Summary: In order to keep Ravka intact, general Kirigan, the Darkling, must marry. Needless to say, he’s not happy about it, but neither is his human bride.

Warnings: angst, fluff, swearing, sexual content, violence, death, alcohol 

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Drabble promp for OC of my Darkling’s Son Adryk Prompt: An act of Merzost that goes wrong for both

How could he have pushed him this far? Or perhaps it was not him alone, although he seemed to be the greatest influence over his son. A summoner of light born into a dark realm, a consequence of true love. He had been surprised to see the light and not a shadow summoner like himself, but Adryk had only seen disappointment hidden in his features. He was an outcast in the Dark Realm, not trusted by his own sister, not able to control the dark like his mother and unable to wield shadows like his Father. He chased those with light to their disapproval, their warnings of not trusting those with light but that only made him feel as if his own family hadn’t trusted him either. He was different, an heir to the Darkling with nothing to show for it. How badly he wanted to be like his Father only to discover again and again that he never would be. He had grown sick of it. He had learned through stories that his Father was capable of changing fate, of doing the impossible through the use of a strange magic. One that he had always forbid him to learn or speak about. Upon a wave of fury and desperation he raided his father’s study, tossed books and items aside until he came across the forbidden books of his uncle that had taught him everything. It was all true, the strange magic did exist and it had a name. Merzost. He knew nothing of the magic but if anyone could fix him his father could. With the book clutched in hand he storms across the palace ground until he comes across his father near the forest. He throws the journal at his feet, watching as his Father’s dark eyes fall upon it. “Do it.” He demands. “Take the light from me!” Aleksander furrows his brow at the book then looks up at his son, he was surprised by the sudden plea and the journal. Though perhaps he shouldn’t be surprised. He sighs and lifts the book into his hand. “It’s too dangerous..” He begins, only stopped by Adryk snapping the book from his fingers and tossing it aside. “Yet its not too dangerous when you want something. Was it too dangerous when you stole Hades powers? Or those of others who have crossed you here?! Take them!” His hands ball into fists as tears well in his eyes. “I want to be like you, I want to be the heir you wanted.” He pauses for a moment to glance away. “Or I don’t want to be at all.” He whispers softly. Aleksander freezes as his eyes fall upon his son, seeing his desperation only reminded him of his own actions in the past. The risks he would take when he too was desperate. It hurt him to know he had helped to push him to this point. “Adryk it’s not like that. You are the son that I want, no matter what.” Adryk was quick to clasp his hands, gazing up at him with plea in his eyes. “This is what I want. And if you truly want to prove you care about me then just give me the one thing I want. I just want to be like you.” He finishes in a hushed voice. “My own sister doesn’t even like m-.” “Adryk.” His voice was stern as it cut him off. “I don’t want to hurt you and your sister is just a lot of talk.” He eases Adryks hands from his own with a sigh but the boy was adamant. Adryk shakes with frustration as he lifts the journal, brandishing it to him. “I know of this now and if you don’t do it then I will.” His voice was filled with hesitation, fear even but he was like his father more than he thought. For he would stop at nothing if he wanted something bad enough. The Darkling knew this and the fear of his son using Merzost left him with little choice. “Put that down.” He says softly as he steps towards Adryk. “If it’s what you want…I’ll do it.” It would be better for him to perform it than his son. Better to drain his own reserves then risk harm befalling him. “You want to be like me..” He guides him deeper into the forest. “You already are.” He pauses near a vine with large black thorns, kneeling to pluck a couple free. Adryk had touches of Shadow, been able to slightly manipulate it. Perhaps he could make that stronger. He had sealed the power of others in these thorns already with little problem, perhaps it would not be so difficult to make his son happy. “I’ll do this, only if you swear never to enact Merzost yourself. Adryk, promise me.” His voice was full of demand but he answers with a firm nod. “I promise.” “Then come..” He waits for Adryk to come near and pricks the tip of thorn into his skin, he hisses but upon his fathers instruction he holds it there. Aleks knew Fiona would kill him for this, but he also knew that she just wanted their son to be happy. The incantations begin to blur in the Darkling’s head, the dark veins forming across his skin as the magic begins to take from him. With a cry he shoves the other thorn into his own arm, blood spilling across his skin and the grounds at their feet as he reaches across to firmly grasp the one in his sons arm. The wind stirs around them in a furious roar as light pours forth from the cut in his arm, flooding out into the air around them. If felt as if his very soul was leaving him in that moment. The Darkling continues to incite and shadows emerge from the thorn in his arm, winding through the air and connecting to the other. The Darkness begins to fill the void where the light once was, faster and faster the pull stronger and more vicious. He would have let go but he found his hand stuck as the powers roared between them in a painful draw and pull. To take in that much power at once was disorienting, even painful for Adryk as he bares his teeth against the burn of the pain. It all happened too fast, Merzost had a mind of his own. Ears deafened by the roar of power in the winds that surrounded them, the Darkling’s senses began to dim. Heart racing as the magic pulled from him and just before fainting he collapses to the ground the same moment that his son does. All falls into silence and stillness around them, both thorns shattered into pieces. If they had not collected anything then what… The Darkling looks down as the black lines begin to fade from his skin, an arm bracing himself against the ground as he kneels. Merzost always weakened him but he felt much weaker than before. Adryk seemed to be completely unconscious as he crawls quickly over him. “Adryk.” He says, concern in his voice as he reaches to shake his shoulder. A familiar feeling floods him, an ache as he feels the power under his own sons skin. His power. With a gasp he quickly lets him go, falling back as he glances to his own fingers, his own fears realized. He tries to call the shadows, tries to summon the darkness but there is no answer. Everything he ever was, was no longer there and all that power of ages past had slipped inside his son. That all consuming power and shadow. How would it affect him to have so much? He wouldn’t know until he woke up and greater yet. How would it affect himself to have so little? Fear consumes his dark eyes as he tries to summon once more, feel a touch of any power. Light dances across his fingertips, but only briefly before it fizzles out completely. With a cry of frustration he slams his hand upon the ground, finger clawing into the earth as the weakness of being drained overtakes him. The only way to heal from it gone as he collapses into exhaustion beside his son.

The Darkling: “Now… you know sacrifice.”

Alina: “Beyond anything you’ve ever known.”

Are you fucking kidding me? You’re telling that to a guy, who survived centuries of slaughter of his people, often loved ones, and still kept going, trying to protect next generation and the one after that… after you merely finished your already dying childhood sweetheart?!

No, she has no fucking clue, what sacrifice is. Self entitled brat!

Look, I love Jessie, but the face says it all…

Alina: “And look what it did.”

The Darkling: “Indeed. Look what it did.”

Aleksander sounds almost mournful. 

Alina: “Mal and I changed the world. We tore down your Shadow Fold.”

The Darkling: “You have my sympathies for what comes next, when you realize that what you’ve done solves nothing. The world doesn’t need a Saint to protect it. It needs a monster.”

She won’t. She showed zero self-reflection so far, I’m pretty sure she’ll continue being her short-sighted, self-involved SELF. Except now more privileged as a Living Saint and Queen…

The Darkling: “And while I remain… Let me be your monster.”

Alina: “You think that after everything, I’d still stand by you?”

No! She’s constantly hurting you, why you keep coming back for more?!

And when exactly did Alina stand by Aleksander? In the middle of previous season, before she ran off with no explanation?!

The Darkling: “There is no light without darkness. Without me, you have no counter, no balance. Let me carry the hatred of this world.”

Alina: “Hatred. Because of the choices you made.”

I’m getting tired of repeating myself, but how is Grisha opression a result of the Darkling’s choices? Did he hurt someone before he was born? Is he a god?!

Plus it’s incredibly hilarious Alina “Half-Shu poor little thing, pity me for all the racism ~I~ have to face” Starkov now believes automatic hatred against you is something you cause yourself. But then again, she was planning a trip to Shu Han few episodes earlier, so the centuries-long distrust between those nations probably magically disappeared too… How incompetent writer do you need to be, if you can’t even keep track of your own themes?!

The Darkling: “Choices you too will make… in time.”

Alina: “I will never walk your path.”

No, she lacks empathy already. I doubt few decades of losing her friends will make her a better person.

The Darkling: “I know you believe that now. But soon… Soon you will have no equal. The years spent alone will grind you down, they will harden you. And who will be there to shield you from it? Who will be there to save you?”

Alina: “I will save myself.”

I know this is supposed to be another Girlboss™ moment, but he isn’t really saying “Hide behind me, I’ll protect you!”, he’s saying “What will you do, when you’re alone and friendless, who will support you, share your difficulties? Who will remind you to stay human?”.

The Darkling: “Without me, know they will come for you.”

Alina: “Let them come.”

This totally doesn’t sound like Oh-So-Merciful Sankta’s gonna be burning people alive in few years. Nope.

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Shadow and Bone:

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Dual Summoner and the Darkling

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Soulmates?

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Dual Summoner and The Darkling -Princess version-

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Sun, Sea and Shadow

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Twisted Twins

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Secret Pen Pal within the little palace

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Tidemaker & Tracker, Dual Summoner & Darkling

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Dual Summoner and the Darkling -another tale-

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The Morozova Club 

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Soulmates? -Werewolf edition- 

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Best Friends to Eternal lovers

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Dual Summoner and the Darkling -Another tale-

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The Destined ones (Werewolf AU)

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In Another Life

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Pairing: Aleksander Morozova x Alternate Universe!Reader

Summary: When the making at the heart of the world steals you from your own universe and drops you into the fictional country of Ravka you’re thoroughly bewildered. But this is an opportunity for you to right every wrong - and hopefully save one life in particular.

Word Count: 60.5K - COMPLETED

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Read on AO3 HERE

Part One

One moment you’re going about your usual day, the next you’re in Ravka - the fictional country in a fictional universe. When you realise that the story you know by heart hasn’t even begun, there’s only one person you can think of going to.

Part Two

After a restless night of sleep, you wake with too many thoughts in your mind. The contents of the General’s war table provide an ample distraction, and soon the man himself joins you.

Part Three

You and Aleksander journey to Kribirsk, where everything starts to become real for you, as your plan is finally set in motion.

Part Four

Accompanied by your new recruits, you and Aleksander return to the Little Palace, and soon settle into a comfortable routine. But nothing ever stays the same for long.

Part Five

Alina is presented to the king as the sun summoner, and from that point onwards you and Aleksander become increasing busy - and apart.

Part Six

An unexpected visitor arrives with some good news, and Aleksander makes a earth-shattering discovery.

Bonus Scene

As your first interaction with Baghra occurs, a wounded Aleksander returns from a mission, and you have no chance to ponder over her opinion of you.

Part Seven

The search for the stag takes your group north into Fjerda, but it’s after you return to Os Alta that a surprising event occurs.

Part Eight

The Winter Fete goes smoothly, a perfect evening followed by a foiled assassination. A few days later, you and Aleksander journey into the Fold.

Part Nine

After a dramatic arrival into West Ravka, your group travels to Os Kervo, and you recruit a pirate privateer to join you in the search for the sea whip.

Part Ten

The hunt for the sea whip has begun, but a number of obstacles stand in your way, demanding more from you than you ever thought possible.

Part Eleven

Your near death experience has taken a toll on you, which forces Aleksander to come to a realisation.

Part Twelve

A successful return to Ravka prompts you to share warnings of the future with Aleksander, and a new (but not unfamiliar) character invites himself into your schemes.

Part Thirteen

Slowly the pieces of your plan for the Fold come into place, but thoughts and fears of the future continue to haunt you.

Part Fourteen

Ravka’s seat of power changes, and Aleksander makes a discovery that sends you both north in search of his sister.

Part Fifteen

As Alina is about to bring down the Fold, Aleksander suggests a theory that lifts your hopes.

Part Sixteen

Together, you and Aleksander journey to the monastery of Sankt Feliks. To mend the tear at the making, a sacrifice from one of you is required.

Part Seventeen

With the remains of the Fold vanquished, the people celebrate. Together, you and Aleksander work to establish peace in Ravka and a safe haven for your Grisha.

Bonus Scene

Alternate Ending

Until I Found You - IAL (Aleksander’s Version)

Aleksander isn’t expecting to find love in this lifetime, that is until you arrive. - A collection of scenes from In Another Life from Aleksander’s perspective, as well as a bonus scene.

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Post-In Another Life

Future Uncertainty

Lingering insecurities rear their head now that everything has been resolved, and Aleksander encourages you to share your fears. (set mid-part seventeen)

The General’s Crown

In an attempt to escape the attention of being a living saint, you retreat into the fields and create flowers for the local children. It isn’t long before your husband finds you.

Christmas Eve

Its your second Christmas in Ravka, your first with the country at peace and Aleksander as your husband. Together, you have the perfect Christmas Eve.

The New Year

It’s New Years Eve, and the first time you’re celebrating with Aleksander as your husband.

What the Future Holds

Immortality suits you well, and your new life with Aleksander is better than you ever could have imagined.

Silver Lining | Pietro Maximoff x Male!Reader

A/N: Wait! Don’t scroll away disappointed. Let me explain why this is not a Tom fic. So rewind a couple of years back. Before I fell head over heels for this British Spidey actor, I didn’t have any particular crush. Just a void. I admit, I fancied Chris Evans. Everyone does right? That was until Age of Ultron was released. Boy oh boy! In a matter of minutes into the movie, I developed this insane crush on Aaron Taylor Johnson playing Quicksilver. I’d seen Kick-Ass before that, but ATJ never struck me like this before. 

But as quickly as that crush grew and blossomed, Pietro (and ATJ) were ripped from out midst. Leaving behind this gap where I felt a growing sense of the Maximoff’s were done wrong. With poor Wanda and her story development in WandaVision. I knew they could do better. Especially my beloved Pietro. 

Why end it like that…? So I felt like I had to right the wrong. I wanted to for a long time. I adore ATJ, his person and his work. And seeing him announced as Kraven fills with me utmost joy. But that means we probably won’t see Pietro ever again. It’s a loss, but a otherwise great development for ATJ. Good for him! 

So, with me needing a little break from writing Tom, I took my ideas to the paper. And I could once again start daydreaming about my ATJ. 🤤

And this is the result. It’s massive. Close to 19k in words. And filled to the brim with banter, growing love interests, conflicting agenda’s and a bit of extra depth for Pietro. It may not me accurate. But I’m damn proud of it. It’s a labor of love. And I hope you enjoy it. 

If you don’t, or are disappointed in me, I promise you, the next one is with Tom. But I can’t guarantee this is the last Pietro fic though

Take care! 

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Summary: You’ve been growing closer to Pietro after the fight in Sokovia. All the Avengers know better, but neither the two of you have the courage to take the next step.

Warnings: Drinking, cursing & smut

Words: 18.9K

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The machine roared to life, shaking and shuddering as it began spewing the hot beverage into your mug, a slow but steady stream. Drowning out all other nearby sounds. A slow draft of steam clouded before you. Or was it smoke? You chuckle to yourself, wondering how such a high-tech compound like the Avengers has such old inefficient machines. With your folders and tablet under your arm, you pick up the mug and head for the hallway. A busy discussion was brewing in the lounge. A mix of Avengers, Guardians, Gods, and mutants alike. One voice overshadowing the other even louder. But even though the noise you hear out your name, calling you.

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“i found you” || j.p

a/n ; when i say this is completely self indulgent i mean COMPLETELY i wrote this with myself in mind i literally just wanted to feel loved,,, anyways. not my best work but <3 writers block is hard ok .

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“because i’ll fall in love with you, again and again. in every life, my heart is yours.”

“james-“ he had whispered, breath shaking.

“so you can erase my memories y/n, but i’ll find you. maybe walking down the street, maybe at a coffee shop, maybe on a trip half way across the world. i will find you, and i will fall in love all over again.” and so, he did.

-

there was a boy.

a boy with short black hair, slightly covering eyes james had never been able to properly see.

a boy with sweaters too long, and shaking hands with every cup of coffee he ordered.

a boy, who walked with his back straight, and his left hand tapping a rhythm only he could hear on his leg.

a boy who’s gaze lingered on james, but never long enough for james’ own to catch up.

a boy who smelt like sea water and when he got close enough, a boy who has freckles in the shape of stars dusting over the bridge of his nose.

a boy james’ soul ached for, in a way he could not explain. he wanted to reach out, to touch, to hold. he wanted to feel, to see. he wanted him.

but the boy was always too fast, and he slipped right through james’ fingers every time he got too close.

and moments he’d think he got close enough, fingers closing and chest racing, the boy would disappear again.

yet he always came back, day after day. he’d walk by, and james’ breath would be taken away all over again.

the boy never stayed long, he’d linger. a moment or too, as if he had something to say, right on the tip of his tongue. like he wanted to reach out, and james would let him, of course he’d let him.

but the boy always ended up walking away.

james hoped for a moment or two, that this would be the day he finally reached.

and there was something so familiar, an underlying feeling, comfort, about the boy.

a feeling that reached deep into his chest, intertwined with his ribs, closed over his soul and squeezed. a feeling so dull yet so bright, a feeling james could not put a finger on, but if he had to; home.

if james stopped to think about it, he could recall faint pictures.

fallen stars, soft wings, traces of grace in between lingering kisses. a smile. a touch, fingertips pressed against his neck, a ghost of a voice whispering his name.

metal swords pressed onto cheeks, laughs that sounded like sunshine, dreams that tasted like sugar. distant creations, sunsets and golden halos. cries of joy and promises whispered against eyelids.

the boy reminded him of a distant stranger he could no longer recall.

it didn’t matter, not now. when the boy was standing in front of him, brown eyes, his eyes were brown, looking up at him, hands softly placed on the card he held out for james.

and james had to stop for a moment.

soft features, familiar, warm. his hair fell, gently caressing his cheeks. it had grown, and strands curled around his ears in such a delicate way.

angelic in a way. the soft lighting of the coffee shop surrounded the boy, making the specks on his cheeks more prominent.

for a moment james could see it, the faint glow of a halo above his head, the outline of lost wings resting behind him.

an image flashed in his mind, silver rays of moonlight, an image so clear of a boy, this boy, a small smile decorated his face, wings spread behind him as if all he was meant to do was fly.

the image, dusted in stardust and eyes full of faith, of love, and of a faraway place, heaven.

the boy in front of him, an angel.

‘y/n’ his souls whispered, and his breath caught in his throat.

memories came in waves, and the boys eyes widened for a moment, as if he could recall everything, every kiss, every touch, every word, that james was at the moment.

the boy took a step back, ready to rush off, but this time, james reached.

his hand fell softly against the boys wrist, and a memory ram through his mind.

-

“i love you” his hand was on his wrist, tears in his eyes, wings burned behind him.

the angel shook his head, gently reaching for his hand.

“you can’t james, you have to forget me” he whispered, voice broken, tears falling down his cheeks.

“even if i forget you, it doesn’t matter” he had begged, hand pulling and reaching, determined to keep his angel close.

“what do you mean?” the being had asked, hands shaking at his sides.

“because i’ll fall in love with you, again and again. in every life, my heart is yours.”

-

the boy was in front of him, the same boy he had let slip through his fingers far too many times. the same boy he’d fall over and over for, wether it meant losing his wings, or falling in love.

the boy he’d forgotten, the boy he’d loved for years after years. the boy he’d fly through stars with, and land gently upon clouds, kissed pressed lovingly to temples and hands joined.

the boy he’d let take his heart and his mind, the boy he’d lost so many years, lifetimes, ago.

james pulled, the boy, the angel, y/n, towards him.

breath taken away, hands shaking, heart beating so fast in his chest he half expected it to fly to the moon.

the hand pressed against his wrist, the familiar hold, he relished in it. he was real, he was there, he remembered.

“i found you.” and he fell. again.

My Master-list

(These are the fandoms I have written so far, feel free to request but I will only write if I know the character)

! I also don’t write for celebrity’s !

* = Imagines

Lab rats

Adam Davenport X Male Reader

Lover Boy

We’re Just Friends

Chase Davenport X Male Reader

Puppy Love

Bad Influence

Alone Time

The Outsiders

* Babysitting Kids

* Walking in on you changing

Ponyboy Curtis X Male Reader

Butterfly Knife

Sodapop Curtis X Male Reader

Double Date

Dallas Winston X Male Reader

What Greasers Want

Steve Randle X Male Reader

Beauty Sleep

Blvd of Broken Dreams

Lightning to my Thunder

Aphrodite

Johnny Cade X Male Reader

Impressing a Badass

Boy Bi

Isolated

Marvel

Peter Parker X Male Reader (Andrew Garfield)

My Spiderboy

Prisoner 218

Peter Parker X Male Reader (Tom Holland)

Mafia Bosses Son

Echos of Love

Reed Richards X Male Reader

Wiccan

Ocean Eyes

Namor x Male Reader

Way of the Water

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington X Male Reader

Ice Cream

Project Pretty Boy

The Umbrella Academy

Luther Hargreaves X Male Reader

Freaks of Nature

Random

David King X Male Reader

After the Entity’s Realm

Love at First Sight

Brutal Love

Nate Jacobs X Male Reeader

Pieces of a Broken Heart 💔

Guardian

Luke Dunphy X Male Reader

Jealousy Jealousy

Made You Look

Tyler Galpin X Male Reader

One Too Many

hi! i dunno if your requests are still open but if they are i was wondering if you could write headcanons for dr strange and/or tony with a male so whos sorta like a eldritch god/horror? if not i understand but thanks anyways(:

Marvel x eldritch horror male reader

  How did you know non-human reader fics were one of my favorites?

I sprinkled in some Steven Grant cuz I am obsessed with him, even though I haven’t watched the show yet, hope that’s okay lmao. I don’t know much about DID so I tried not to mention it much, and used what I know, so hopefully its alright.

I loosely based the readers main appearance of an oc of mine who is something like an eldritch horror themselves ^^

 I may have gotten carried away, but enjoy anyways.

Tony Stark

-          You meet when Tony is trapped in space with Nebula. You were just floating through space like always, taking in the sights and whatnot when you saw the ship and felt living organisms inside. One of them feels near death though, so you worry.

-          You haven’t interacted with many humans in your eternal life, so you panic and slither your everchanging form into the ship towards the dying being. Feeling around you with your smoke like mass, and using your abilities you can tell he is dying from lack of oxygen, so you make some.

-          He’s still falling unconscious, but not dying this time. So, you grace his mind just enough to get an impression, and take the form he would find most pleasing to look at. You end up taking him into your now only two arms, and holding him as he rests.

-          Things pass like in the movie, except you easily reverse what Thanos did and take the stones away from the ugly grape and fling him into the void.

-          Now that the threat is gone you grow close to Tony, and take great interest in human culture. You could learn it all immediately if you pleased, but having Tony show you and explain it made what would be your heart warm up.

-          In the beginning Tony, and all his companions, thought you were some type of alien that took human form, like the Skrull. So, it was kinda awkward to explain that you weren’t just that, you were what they called an eldritch horror.

-          Tony needed some time to come to terms with it, especially the fact that you were far beyond science. But after a while he seemed to just accept it, giving up that he couldn’t ever figure you out. Though he does try to at times still.

-          The two of you start dating, and it takes some time to get used too, mainly for Tony. You grow more comfortable letting your human go and just being more yourself. Though you keep your form mainly human.

-          You help out the Avengers at times, but mainly leave it to the heroes to go save the world. Though you will swoop in if they’re in life threatening danger.

-          You pick up cooking, though it isn’t very successful in the beginning, but tony seems to be very supportive, though he isn’t that happiest to be the taste tester as some of the dishes he swears are cursed.

-          You get better over time though.

-          The relationship is announced to the public, and you have to keep your human form when out and about for obvious reasons. The world is led to believe you have shadow based powers and have lived alone for most of your life, which makes up for you not understanding many parts of society just yet.

Stephen Strange

-          You meet when Stephen is doing magic work, maybe he has to cross over to the shadow between realities or universes to collect something or fight someone. He catches your attention by entering your domain, which normally no one can enter.

-          You keep your attention of the cloaked man, as he moves through your darkness with ease that surprises even you. His cloak flinches back when you reach a shadow up to pull on it, which confirms that it is alive.

-          The magic-user walks around your domain for a long time looking for what he’s after, but can’t seem to find head nor tail in the eternal darkness. You feel what’s almost akin to pity, like what you feel when you see a kitten stumble and fall. So, collecting a tiny part of your mass, you take a human-like shape.

-          The shape is like if you took shadows and dark mass and shoved it into a human shaped mold. You hadn’t really met humans before and you didn’t want to dig through his mind, so you took the next best option.

-          Stephen gets ready to fight when you appear, but when it becomes obvious, you’re friendly he tells you why he’s there and what he’s after. You offer to help him which he hesitates with at first, but ends up accepting. With little work of your powers, you’ve moved the two of you to what he needed

-          The two of you fall into talks, you mainly asking questions which he only seems to answer out of politeness as this is your realm, but as time passes, he becomes more friendly. He’s on edge around you in the beginning, but it lessens up.

-          When he leaves you vow to visit him regularly, which you then do. You pull apart the curtains of reality and step into whatever room he’s in, and as time passes you start to take a more human form as you learn about them. Though you keep certain features about yourself, like having more than two arms and smoke-like clouds rising from you at times, though Stephen doesn’t seem to mind at all.

-          The sorcerer grows to really apricate your company, and he treats you much warmer as time passes.

-          You dating is never really said in words, at some point you just start staying with him for longer, you start holding each other and kissing. Its only when Wong tells you to take your sucking faces somewhere else it clicks for the both of you.

-          Your relationship continues as normal, doing sorcery things, reading books, traveling places. Though now there’s more physical affection.

-          Stephen is very interested in the special brand of magic you use, though you explain it isn’t magic and just more you are bending reality to your will. He’s still very interested though.

-          He takes time off from being sorcerer supreme to spend time together, the two of you especially like traveling to other planets or alike to explore or go on holiday.

Steven Grant (Marc and Jake too i guess)

-          Unsurprisingly you meet Steven because of moon knight business. You first spotted him when he entered the afterlight as it is partly your domain, but before you could interact with him, he left again. You’re intrigued by the man, so you keep one of your many million eyes on him.

-          You let small parts of yourself start to slither into the human realm by poking holes in the fabric that is reality. Normally you would just have shoved a chunk of yourself out there, but the god that follows Steven around would notice immediately. Not that you couldn’t win with ease if the god wanted to fight, but you didn’t feel like it.

-          You had planned to grace over his mind for a shape when he slept, but he so rarely did. It made the small part of yourself you had put under his bed jolt as he got right back up, after he had gone to sleep. Flexing your abilities, you figured out there were not one, not two, but three people in the body, one of them being Steven.

-          Now you have always been an eternal everchanging being, so it didn’t weird you out or anything, you simply noted down for later to pay attention to who was fronting and that was it.

-          Weeks pass like this, and you’re comfortable just watching and observing. That is until Steven apparently gains control of the body in the middle of a battle. He’s lost and doesn’t even realize he’s in a fight until he almost gets punched.

-          Steven appears not to be much of a fighter, but you stay still until one of the people he was fighting pulls out a gun, which you now know is a weapon. You collect all the small shadows you’ve had cross over and mash them together to take form. You take a human form, the only thing showing you’re less than human nature are your eyes, which turn pitch black.

-          You make quick work of the goons, going as far as to crush the gun in your hand and flinging the people across the street and into a dumpster.

-          The god that follows Steven around immediately gets confrontational and curses at you and wants you gone, but you ignore him to crouch down to Steven and ask if he’s alright, lifting a smoke covered hand, where the smoke slithers around and seems to heal whatever bruises and cuts he has.

-          It takes some explaining and calming Steven down to explain who and what you are, and why you are there. He blushes when you explain how you found him so interesting and sweet you couldn’t help but want to stick around.

-          Khonsu seems to stop his cursing and threats when he figures out you are far beyond even his level of power, though the two of you don’t seem to realize. You don’t even notice when he seems to leave, giving you major side-eye.

-          One thing leads to the next and you’re spending a lot of time together, though its just you and Steven since you leave when you notice the other two fronting. You don’t want to make them uncomfortable or anything, and you and Steven thought that since Marc and Jake kept a lot of secrets in the past from him, its okay until you two know each other more.

-          When you start officially dating you end up introducing yourself to Marc and Jake, who both seem quite uneasy with you, but when they hear how you and Steven talk about each other they begrudgingly agree.

-          They won’t admit it, but they start to like you too, and get red in the face when you compliment them or hug them.

-          You and Steven talk about his interests for hours, and you can tell him many things that Khonsu doesn’t know or hasn’t told him, you even go as far as to tell him about how you have your own realm and alike. You visit it at some point, though there isn’t much to see as its just darkness and void.

-          Steven helps you learn the ways of the human world, though he struggles with it himself too, so you lean on each other for support. Though most days it can become quite a lot and you’ll just go home and cuddle in bed until Steven falls asleep and either Marc or Jake takes over, the man blushing when they realize they’re in your arms.

Chris Evans

Sweater

L.O.V.E.

Tying The Knot

Divorce Declined

I've Got You

Through His Lens

Words Hurt

Sebastian Stan

Until I Met You

Perfectly Imperfect

Steve Rogers

Reunite

Birthday Boy

In The Shadows

Closure

Bucky Barnes

Nightmares

Last Call

The Cat Problem

Tony Stark

Man Down

Ikaris

Handsome Stranger

Shang-Chi

Hidden Truths

Fighter

The Amazing Spider-Man

I Miss You

Peter?

"You're my MJ"

Frank Castle

Serendipity

"Atta girl"

Marc Spector/Steven Grant

Control**

3 A.M.

Stephen Strange

Distractions**

In the stars

"I don't get jealous." (Stark!Reader)

Dr. Show Off

CROSSOVERS

IKARIS X BUCKY BARNES X READER

His Lover

SERIES

CHRIS EVANS

Right Person, Wrong Time

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

STEVE ROGERS X BUCKY BARNES X READER

Back To Her

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

STEVE ROGERS

Forbidden

Part 1* Part 2* Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

IKARIS

Regrets

Part 1 Part 2**

SHANG-CHI

Second To Her

Part 1* Part 2*

New Neighbour

Part 1 Part 2

STEPHEN STRANGE

It's Okay To Not Be Okay

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Can't Compare

Part 1 Part 2

FRANK CASTLE

Stitches

Part 1** Part 2* Part 3* Part 4 Part 5* Part 6 Part 7** Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13* Part 14 Part 15* Part 16

Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20** BONUS

Steven Grant x Marc Spector x POC!OC!Rachel

Hidden Identities

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