This Is A Poll To See If Anyone Would Read A Cullen X M!Lavellan Multi-chapter Fanfiction.

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Angel MC brainrot!

In this little headcanon (and maybe some actual stories) series that I would like to bring on Our lovely MC (which will be male in most of the stories, but if you would like to read headcanons with a female/gender neutral MC I will do it with pleasure!) has Angel-like wings and healing powers, but wasn’t assigned to any dorm.

So, to not let him alone in the streets (noticing how nervous and scared the boy was), Crowley made him Ramshackle’s prefect

I imagined him to look like this but I would also like to hear what you have imagined him like!

He has to hide his wings constantly, wrapping them around his waist and making them invisible. However if he happens to have an emotional overwhelming moment the spell might quit, so he must be careful with it!

(Picture created with picrew: my doll maker by Karen.@seep_999)

Heartstopper fanfic(?)

I have this Heartstopper fanfic idea that's a crossover between the "big 3" of gay media: Heartstopper, Red, White & Royal Blue, and Young Royals.

But I dunno if I should write it.

Reblog for yes, like/scroll for no?

Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.

Gabriel in basically any adaptation he has:

Funny how in spn and good omens, Metatron is always a piece of shit

Just saying

Yes! Exactly what I was thinking about Rn so I’m gonna share my opinion as well about it in a longer post. Glad to see I’m not the only one who thought about this spinoff <3

(Un)friendly reminder that if PJO and spn existed within the same universe, Sam and Dean would want to hunt Percy solely because of the Mount Saint Helens eruption, and probably the rest of the demigods too just because they’re not human.

When they found out that Mc has wings (Angel! MC)

Notes:Male!MC x the various dorm leaders

prompt: when the dorm leaders found out that MC has angel-like wings after he’s been injured lightly (TW alert) by their dorm fellows 

Riddle Rosehearts

he went to ramshackle to check on you since the other day a couple of blokes from his dorm mocked you and made you fell to the ground  (the two were collared the second he found out thanks to Ace and Deuce)

The ghosts tried to stop him from going to your room, saying that you weren’t there and other things, but he didin’t care. He wanted to see you, make sure that you were ok 

He opened the door without knocking and saw you

You were shirtless and were stretching your big, white-feathered wings

The second you tuned, hearing the door open, He wide opened his eyes, unbelieving 

it took him a couple of seconds to realize your left wing was injured, and you were medicating it with some raw bandages.

“ R-Riddle look I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier-!” You were scared he was going to leave you alone. Or mock on you. Or hit you.

Riddle stepped closer, a serious yet really worried expression on his face, “firstly, we have to get you medicated by a real doctor, then we will talk!”

In the end He was just really curious of your Wings, he even asked if he could touch them, like a child.

You agreed since the only reaction if someone touches them is a sensation similar to tickling, and how to say no to that little face?

He touched them as gently as he could, complimenting how soft your Feathers were.

a couple of days later one of your feathers naturally fell off, and you brought it to him as a gift

“When an angel gives a human one of his feather”, you said, “it’a symbol of great trust and love!”

he went from white to his color’s hair in 0.001 seconds

“t-Thank you very much, (y\n)! I will protect this at all costs, to show you how much I deserve this!”

Leona Kingscholar

He was napping as always in the School’s greenhouse

When he heard a suffocated scream followed by quick steps. He smelled your scent but...it was somehow strange

he smelled a feather scent...which was really unusual. Did you dress as a bird or something??

He opened one eye, seeing you hiding behind some big plants...he saw a white schield.

He widened his eyes a little, crawling closer to you without being noticed.

“damnit! damnit!” you cursed, taking gently with your hands  the end your wing. A stupid savanaclaw student decided to mock you and give you a push. You fell to the ground, hurting your fragile wing.

the savanaclaw student entered the greenhouse, wanting to apologize to you. He didn’t meant to make you fell.

Instead, he found his dorm leader growling at him

“ and what are you supposed to be doing here, you little Punk?” . the student felt like Leona was about to eat him Alive

he told him everything, clarifying that he wanted to apologize to you: he even took you a little flower from Sam’s!

there were seconds of silence. You shyly lifted your head up from the plant to look at the boy, and were surprised to see Leona. Where did he pop out from?!

Leona fucking ROARED THE SHIT OUT OF THAT STUDENT

“leave before I make all of your parent’s effort useless, ripping your face to shreads”

he ran fasted than bee-beep 

The lion man stepped closer to you. 

leona carried you bridal-style, ignoring your words, making the wings look like a feathered cloak, to your dorm, where he made you sit on your bed and medicated you

“ you could’ve just told me that you were a bird, stupid herbivore”, he smirked, “ I wouldn’t have eat you the same”

you were now a flustered mess as you looked up at him

“ t-thanks Leona... I guess..”

you hugged him out of agitation, englobing both of you with your big wings

the lion man was surprised at first, then smiled and hugged you back, careful to not hurt your wings

“tch, next time call me when someone tries to pick on you, understood, herbivore?”

Azul ashengrotto

He was going back to mostro lounge after his club activites

while going he saw, in a classroom, a couple of his dorm fellows whose were laughing at something...or at someone?

He went there to check and saw you, asleep on your seat, with big feathered wings showing.

The two boys, who didin’t notice him, were mocking the asleep boy, touching his wings and playing with them

Azul was this close to turn them into seagulls

“ and what are you talking about in such a joyful tone, gentlemen?” He asked with a death glare

The two boys were shocked to see their dorm leader there (and as angry as ever) and immediately apologized to him. the one who was looking at your wings left it in hurry, making it fall ho the ground making a horrible noise, for some reasons.

Azul had death and flames of hell in his eyes.

“ you’ll apologize when this little youth is awake. now out of my view, before making your position worse than how much it already is”

the two ran faster than light, already guessing who’s gonna do the bath job at mostro lounge for the month

Azul took you in his arms gently, covering your wings with his coat and bringing you back to your dorm.

When you opened your eyes, remembering how you fell asleep right after classes, you saw Azul sitting at the edge of the bed

When he saw your big eyes, looking at him, he smiled: a lovely,warm smile

“ I see you’re awake, little angel” he giggled, making you remember your wings 

you looked at them in hurry, and saw that the edge of one was bandaged. You looked at Azul, who explained the situation he found you in

you smiled and took a little feather, positioning it on his fedora, smiling and saying “When an angel gives a human one of his feather, it’a symbol of great trust and love!”, you placed your hands on his, which were bigger than yours

he blushed hardly, smiling shyly

“Thank you, my little angel...I promise I won’t make it go to waste”

Kalim Al-Salim

He was just happy going around in his dormitory, doing absolutely nothing as always.

while going around he saw a couple of boys moking his precious friend and crush (y\n)

he was all wet on his knees, one boy was holding a big metal bucket, him and his fellow were laughing 

Kalim coughed loudly to get their attention, looking at them with a frowning face

“ so, what happened here?” he asked as Jamil, who was looking for him stepped forward.

the two looked worried af as they tried to excuse themselves

“ Jamil”, Kalim’s tone was really angry, “excort them. seems like someone wants to do extra-training for the day!”

When the other were gone, Kalim turned to you and widened his eyes in shock: you had two big, white wings covering and englobing your shivering body.

“ oh dear seven! you have wings?! are those wings?! you’re shivering- oh my!”

he took you gently to his room, where he gave you a scarabia uniform for changing.

he noticed his wings tho, took a pair of scissors and cut it in order for your wings to be comfty.

“w-why did you did that!?” you exclaimed.   “because i want you to be comfty with your wings!” he smiled as he gave you it and indicated you the bathroom, where you could change.

after you went out, he looked at you and lightly blushed, saying how beautiful you looked in his dorm’s uniform

“ and the wings..?” you asked looking at him, worried. You didn’t want him to hate you. “don’t you think that I’m too much different...?”

he smiled, stepped closer to you and gently placed his hand on your cheek, with the other hand he lifted your hair from your forehead before pressing his lips on it. Then looked back at your beautiful eyes and exclaimed

“You could be a centaur, a monster from hell, a beast. I would not care at all!”

Vil Schoenheit

Vil was going to your dorm, since Epel told him that two guys from Pomefiore gave you some problems and unwanted comments

the two deliquents were left to rook if you were wondering. 

He asked the ghosts if you were sleeping or something

regardlessy on how they responded, he went straight to your room, knocking at the door

there was no respond tho.

after a couple of minutes, he entered, seeing you in a corner of the room, englobed in a white weird-looking thing..?

it took him a couple of second to understand that those were feathers..that were coming out of your shirtless back.

were you asleep? he couldn’t tell

he kneeled in front of the figure, removing as gently as possible the wings.

you fell asleep after returning in your dorm. you wing was black in the inside, Vil thought for the worse. Did they try to arse you or something!?

he tried to remain calm, gently taking you bridal style and making you lay on your bed. in that moment you opened one eye

“ oh, Vil! why you’re here looking all worr-MY WINGS!” you exlaimed remembering that there wasn’t the spell covering them.

you panicked trying to hide them, but before doing anything Vil blocked you

“ hey, little potato, calm down! I couldn’t care less that you have wings now, you’re injured!”

you looked at your blackened wing, then at Vil. than you started laughing

you explained that yes, you had a little cut, but the wing made its feathers black to cover it, so it wasn’t really a big deal

but for vil it wasn’t a big deal, no, it was a HELL of a deal!

he stayed with you until your wings returned white

he seemed almost protective toward you, if he was before now more than ever.

before he was about to leave, you asked him to dance, since you liked dancing

he smiked a little, pulled you close to him and started dancing.

you were a flustered mess, the ghost even played a classical waltz song

at the end of the music, he kissed your forehead gently, giving you a little smile and caressing your rosy cheek

“ seems like I can’t call you a little potato anymore...what about little bird then? do you like it? in case you don’t, feel free to demand how you would like me to refer to you”

Idia shroud

he found out thanks to his brother

a couple of blokes from Ignihyde tried to mock you, but ortho saw everything and brought you to Idia, so that you could tell him what happened and make the two have a terrible day.

Idia freaked out  when he saw your injured wings yes...but out of curiosity

he asked some questions while medicating you, and you decided to tell him about your family, an aristocratic-like angel dynasty, well-known for their love for luxury. They had many eyes and hands all over the world, and their greatest flex were their pearl-like feathers. you weren’t different for them. but you hated how  they didin’t care at all for humans. a demon you knew was way more interested in Humans’s well-being than them, and they were angels!

Idia listened to you, and at the end of the story he timidly asked you if you would’ve liked if he could talk to you about videogames or anime.

he felt closer to your story. a complicated family was no new to him, so he wanted to cheer you up a bit and distract you from your pain. even if only a little...he was ready to try!

you were excited at the idea, so you sat next to him on his bed, listening to him talking for hours

you completely forgot the wing pain

in the meanwhile, you even hugged him, cuddled close to him and used your wings for embracing him

Idia was now a flustered mess as he gently caressed your hair and a little your wings

“ Y-you look like you...emh...fell from heaven? I guess?”

Malleus Draconia

he was walking near your dorm at night. nothing special

He heard a shout, it came from your room

He dashed in the dorm, ignoring the ghost, and opened the door

he saw you kneeled to the ground, with a little of blood dripping from what it seemed like a white-feathered wing

he went closer to you, gently taking you by your shoulder and making you red against his shoulder, making you seat on his knee. You looked tired

“ what happened little child of man?! who dared do this?!” he asked, fury in his voice

it made you feel scared, you covered your face in embarassment

“a couple of boys from..Diasomnia I think...They noticed my spell for hiding my wings and started ordering me to show them what I hid. When I refused the started hit me, making me loose a couple of feathers...”

Malleus knew how hurtful it was loosing a feather not naturally. It was one of the most painful thing for non-humans..and angels, he supposed.

he embraced you in his arms, gently holding you and using a healing spell to make your wing heal

“ don’t worry, child of divine, for I will confront them personally!” he said, am little of anger and worry in his voice

he caressed you cheek, removing a tear you shed from pain

he demanded you to describe the two authors of such cruelty, as he held you as he was holding a baby

once you finished, he made you lay on your bed, made sure that you were comfortable, then sitting right aside you and starting to sing you a lullaby, like Lilia used to do

he wanted his little child of man (or divine now) to feel safe and sound

white falling asleep, you took his hand in yours, placing it on your cheek. You felt indeed safe with Malleus by your side.

the following day, you found out that the two boys were punkished by malleus himself, and Lilia said that he seemed really angry

but when you met him in the corridors, he smiled at you, acting even more protective and happy than usual with you.

you gave him a feather that fell this morning.

he smiled, knowing what that meant to and angel, and embraced you

“ fear not my little child of Man, for I will always be by your side in the darkest moments, and in most joyful too if you would like me to”

hope you enjoyed! :D

I KNOW HOW MY FILTHY MUTANT ABILITIES UPSET YOU, SCHMIDT. DON’T WORRY–

–YOU WILL DIE PURE. NO MAGNETISM 

JUST FISTS.

The atmosphere in our DnD campaign has become very cute and lighthearted. :D The Grey Wardens are currently at the Festival of Fortunes which lasts several days. We all wanted to enter for the Mounted Race but the festivaI only selects a few entries for the actual race.

So! Ijech and Faeyra teamed up: Ijech going for an icequeen illusion sort of look, Faeyra wild-shaping into a majestic elk. Deimos and Panthea also teamed up: Deimos transforming his outfit into something a bit more revealing, Panthea wild-shaping into a white tiger!

Then Nora took Ludek aside and told him she had an idea how they can also enter the race. She suddenly used the polymorph spell on herself, transforming into a giant goat. The difference between wild-shape and polymorph however… the two druids are still in spirit themselves. But a polymorphed Nora suddenly had the intelligence of a goat. It… didn’t go well. Thankfully Ludek had some rope. x’D But they aren’t joining the race. ;___;

P.S. The Undead are only a village away from us.

Im finally reading the court of miracles, I’ve finished the court of shadows 2 years ago and I just have a thought in mind.

I want to have Rafael and Suraj angst so bad

Like, I’m still at the beginning of the book, but I want to see them finally sorting things out, I want to see Rafael having his moment of glory

I want that I need that

I want to see Jeanne and raf being besties AAAAAA

Also totally unrelated but I’m learning French because le cour des ouragans hasn’t been translated In English 🥲