(Y/N): *Points At Price* Mum

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.

My Devil

Summary: You open up a little more to Pietro

Warnings: fluff, sex, kinky shit

Reader: Male Vampire Reader

Pairings: Pietro x Male Vampire Reader

Word Count: 3063

A/n: Requested by Anon :  Hi! I read your one shot “Eyes of the Devil” and thought it was amazing!👏🏼. Maybe you could do a smutty part two with top!reader👀?… You requested this a LONG LONG LONG time ago and I”M SORRY! but here you go! I hope you enjoy it! THIS IS ALSO A PART TWO PART ONE IS - Eyes of the Devil - …  @nin3s​

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You don’t bother glancing up when the door to the room you’re in opens and slams shut. You continue to read but listen to the ramblings of the angry enhanced man.

“What are you reading?” He asks. “You’re always reading,” He adds before you could respond. Then the book is out of your grasp and in his. “For Whom the Bells Tolls,” He mutters.

“A classic,” You tell him. “Now stop being a brat and give it back,” Pietro’s eyes move from the book to you. You hold your hand out expectantly. Pietro pouts but reluctantly hands it over. You resume your reading while Pietro stares at you.

It isn’t long until Pietro continues his brattiness. He marches around the room making noise. He grumbles under his breath knowing that you could hear every word as if he were talking normally.

He complained about his training session. Complained about Steve holding him back. Complained about his sister adapting to the Avenger life better than him.

You ‘ignored’ him.

You listened to every word and understood his frustrations. Pietro is used to everything at a fast pace. You knew Steve was taking his time making sure the twins understood and mastered everything. He didn’t want to take them out on a mission and something go wrong because they weren’t prepared. You also knew that Wanda listened better and took directions easier. Pietro needed a firmer hand than what Steve could give.

“Are you even listening?!” Pietro snapped taking the book once again. You shot out of your seat, took the book from him and tossed it on the desk. A heartbeat later Pietro is pressed against the wall with your hand firmly around his neck.

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

“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.

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.

Eyes of the Devil

Summary: Pietro finds someone faster than him and you find your missing piece.

Warnings: violence, curse words, angst?, fluff

Reader: I wrote this with the reader being a male but it could be read as gender neutral; Male Vampire Reader

Pairings: Pietro x Male Vampire Reader (Gender Neutral); Laura Barton x Male Vampire Reader (Platonic)

Word Count: 3,312

A/n: Reader speaks Slavic. According to Google Translate =  Moja duša - My soul. Malá holubica - Little dove. Malý - Little one…. I plan on doing more one shots in relation to this one. I wouldn’t really call it a series just a collection of random one shots with Pietro and this type of reader. Let me know if you wanna be tagged in them or if you have a request for a specific one shot you wanna see. This one shot was really just a starter for those future one shots coming.

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If you were being honest, you didn’t know how old you were. You knew you were at least a few millennia’s old but after the first thousand years, who cares to keep track? 

You also knew that life could get very boring if you didn’t spice things up a little bit. Being a part time Avenger did just the thing for you. You didn’t care enough to help out full time but you were there if they were dealing with something extra tricky. Like an alien invasion or enhanced individuals.

It had been a hot minute since you had seen the rest of the team and was pleasantly surprised to get a call from them. Apparently Hydra had managed to pass abilities from Loki’s scepter onto humans giving them powers. One of them had an ability you shared thus pushing the Avenger’s to call you in.

Of course, you had a life of your own (surprisingly) and couldn’t just drop everything to help them. Although, once you managed to push your responsibilities to a loyal friend you left to track down the team.

This lead you to a seemingly abandoned factory. Shocker. 

You stayed in the shadows, undetected by everyone on the lower levels. You listened to the exchange between your team and the large robot. Your eyes then fluttered to the two that stood on the robots side. You deducted that those were the special individuals the team had called you in for.

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Heroic.

No Spoilers Pt 2 (Avengers X Reader)

Characters: Avengers X Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers

Warnings: Spoilers to AOU

NOTE: I couldn’t find a way to interpret everything the request wanted, so I changed a few parts, but it follows the main request x

Request: Hi could part 2 of no spoilers be the reader is working with Bruce and they get attacked and get captured by Loki and other villains and The villains think that they are spy. But the reader freaks out about the villan

It had been a few weeks since you had been thrown into the world of the Avengers, and while little progress was being made in getting you home despite their best efforts. You knew they were trying, so you didn’t push them too hard, and instead tried to enjoy your time here.

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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

Currently Writing + Story Ideas in the Works + Story Masterlist

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

Fire Emblem

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

DC

Nightwing - In the Light