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Matthew being in charge and dominant 👀 interesting notion

Chapter 4 of Out of the Blue is up now on AO3!

Excerpt: Matthew leaned in to kiss her, brushing a strand of hair off of her face.  She involuntarily jerked back, her body wanting him madly, but her mind was still in turmoil. Matthew clicks his tongue at her. "Ah, ah, ah, Mika. I'm the one in charge here." https://archiveofourown.org/works/37059598/chapters/93260866

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If there is a short fic for Shadow, does that mean it could be one for Sergeant out there? 🤔

Hiiiii!!!! Can i have shadow ANGST LIKE FUCKING SAD ANGST. So like the reader really likes shadow BUT BC HE DOESNT HAVE ANY EMOTIONS HE FALL IN LOVE SO HE FUXKING BRUTALY REJECTS THEM😩😩😩

Late Night Training - (Shadow x Reader)

Summary – Shadow and Y/N have been training together for sometime now. However Y/N's been developing some pretty new kinds of feelings for him. Up late at night, kept awake by her thoughts of him, things get pretty interesting.

Warnings – Strong language, injury detail, angst

Word Count – 644

Author's Note:

I am yet to play through the second game myself (I have seen playthroughs) so this was a bit daunting. If there's any inaccuracies, I can try fix them Xxxx

Harder. Harder. Harder.

Again. Again. Again.

I watched as my hand repeatedly hurled into the punching bag. Again and again. Waves of pain flooded my arm but I didn't care. It was distracting. That was all I cared about. There were a couple patches of blood on my bandages over my knuckles.

It was late. I knew I shouldn't be here but there was no other way to get it out. And I had to. I had to get it out. I couldn't keep feeling like this. My head filled up to the brim. Filled with thoughts of him.

Harder. Harder. Harder. I could feel the skin on my hands breaking. I had to kee-

"Your forms off. Legs further apart"

I froze. I didn't know what to do. that voice. It was him no doubt. Fuck. I lower my hands to my sides. Not turning to look at him. I couldn't look at him. When I look at him, my chest gets all tight and my hands get all clammy. I hated it.

"Shadow."

"What are you doing up Y/N? There are rul-"

"I had to clear my head."

Silence. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Completely awkward silence. I was waiting. Waiting for him to tell me off for being snippy with him.

Instead he stepped forwards and took my hand and started looking over my bloody bandages. "I told you to be more responsible with these". He didn't say anything else. He gently pulled me over to the bench and started unwrapping my bandages. The simple gesture made my heart skip beats. I felt heat running to my face. Embarrassed that I'd been so stupid. "Sorry..."

Once he removed the bandages he tilted my hand gently from one side to the other. I stared up at him. The butterflies in my stomach feeling more on par with bats. My heart racing so fast I'm sure he could hear it. The cuts stung a little but I didn't mind.

He took a role of new bandages and cleaned my hand up. As he was wrapping up my hand. I felt it. I felt the words rising up my throat, dancing on my tongue. My heart in my mouth. "It was you..."

It was quieter than a whisper. I was staring firmly at our hands. Together. Touching.

"What?"

I cleared my throat. "It was you... I was thinking about I mean... I couldn't sleep..."

He's quiet for a minute, still slowly and carefully wrapping my hand. "and... why would you be thinking of me as you try to sleep?"

I take a deep breath. "I... I think about you a lot recently. You're never... off... my mind Shadow... I... you make me... feel ways I never have... I..."

Shadow stops bandaging my hand and I can feel his eyes burning into me. I don't know if it's the cuts on my hand or my own stupidity but I feel tears prick my eyes. My face must be as red as the blood on my hand.

"Y/N... I-" He takes a deep breath. "I don't know what you think is going on here. But it's not that. This is a silly notion and we have a war to focus on. You need to focus on your training."

I nod, feeling a huge lump grow in my throat. I was such an idiot. Why had I done this? I stood up peeling my hand away from his, trying desperately to hold my tears back. I couldn't cry in front of him.

"Y-You're right... I... I should go back to my room"

I turn on my heel. As soon as my backs to him, the tears start rolling. I run out the training centre and through the castle, BAWLING. How could he have ever loved me? This entire thing was ridiculous... how can I ever face him again?

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I never cried as hard as I did with this show 😭😭 still, I'm glad it has an happy ending!

Love Between Fairy and Devil + Hands (Part II)

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Gorgeous, simply gorgeous 😍

Merry Christmas @bored-already! I’m your secret Santa! I hope you have a wonderful Christmas!

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Mika Anderson 😍 how! This drawing is awesome 😳

More Mika, in her demon form since I’ve only seen it once. 

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Done a map! Or tried.. I had to invent a little to close the gaps…

Botanical Garden is at the east side of the campus and connects the dorms with the main building

The main building is one of the main things seen as Liz approaches the place.

The front was quite ease actually because even without zooming that is the only arched door in it.

Both back yard and front yard had a squared tower, but we can only see 1 square tower in Gedonelune image and is in the left side so I placed the front yard at the left and invented another squared tower at the back for the back yard.

I will reblog this post soon with the image without the reference bgs.

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Hello, Erik~

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that bad sensory moment when you’re trying to do something that requires a lot of focus and the people around you are talking loudly and you’re just sitting there like $&@&&@@^%#%^%***++*%%#%^*+%%%

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requested by @sacredwarrior88​ | Helga Sinclair x reader | Atlantis

A/N: I hope you like it!!

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You weren’t planning it. She had betrayed you all, she had left with Rourke, only because she wanted to get rich. You knew she had that little sting of conscience tapping her on the shoulder, but she had still chosen to push it aside, to destroy a whole nation just because of money. But you had saved her from the erupting volcano and had decided to nurse her back to her health. You had ignored all the disapproving glances from the other crew members on your way back to the surface, staying beside Helga, changing her bandages every once in a while and just praying she would turn out all right.

You also didn’t know that after weeks nursing her, sitting beside her bed and making her feel comfortable, when she touched your hand and asked “why you are helping me?” you didn’t know what to answer. Why did you help her? She had betrayed you all. But still… you felt like you cared about her more than you should.

So as you grasped her hand back and looked into her eyes, you offered her a sad smile.

“Because I always knew you weren’t a bad person.”

Maybe you even loved her.

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requested by @sacredwarrior88​ | Helga Sinclair x reader | Atlantis

A/N: I hope you like it!!

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Helga had folded her arms across her chest, as Rourke stared her down. Helga knew that kissing you was risky, that someone could see - and she definitely didn’t want Rourke to see. But she still had placed a light peck on your lips at that alley, before you left to work again.

“C’mon Lieutenant, you can’t be serious. L/N?” Rourke pinched the bridge of his nose. “You don’t have time for such useless relationships - you can smooch each other as much as you like when we’re back in the surface again, with the Heart. You can buy a nice mansion for yourself and them and make yourselves comfortable but here such sentimental relationships could be your demise. Remember why we’re here? And how Thatch and L/N get along so well too? I doubt they’re going to stick with us when we’re going back from this land of these savages.”

“I can assure you Commander, Y/N… I mean L/N is not going to betray us.” Helga stared at Rourke and he let out a snort.

“Do you really believe that or do you say that because you want to believe that?” Rourke shook his head. “I’m telling you, L/N is not going to come with us. They’re too empathetic for these… people.”

And with that, Rourke left Helga alone in that alley, leaving Helga glaring behind him. And deep down, Helga knew that you were kind-hearted, and that could end in your betrayal. Helga didn’t want to see you get left behind, but all that money she would get from the Heart would make her the richest woman in the whole world.

But if it cost her your love… would she be able to do that to you?

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Original work

❣ Trapped: The Chains od Fate ❣

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Summary:

“In a world where mysticism is either discredited or denied by Religious Entities, only those who are willing to see beyond the deception will be granted with the light of truth.

Angella Roosevelt is a young schoolgirl who sees herself fall into a world she thought it only existed in the fantasy world of books. Curiosity gets the better of her, and rather quickly, she acknowledges that it wasn't the first time she'd meddled with the mystic world. What will she do once she finds herself in a cycle that she can't get out?“

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I have been obsessing over this the past few days! It has helpped me go throught walls and wall of words in my book, so thank you for your beautiful art piece and thus, the inspiration!! <3

I’ve worked on this beast for almost 2 weeks (with a few days break of course) and this is the most dedicated thing I’ve ever done for a ship and I can’t even comprehend why I did this aside from pure shipping needs and self indulgence but I would love for you to check it out even though you’re not familiar with the characters and if you have the time to spare cause boy was this a lot of work. 

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My ship... T.T the art is amazing!

A Charles and Sam (Let’s Play Webtoon) fancomic

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Nursing a demon [Erik, Uzaeris], one-shot

POV: After encountering five Incubi brothers in her manor’s lobby and being kissed by two of them only to prove a point, MC still decides to help them regardless, treating to their injuries and giving them shelter for the time being.

"Meeting five strangers the first time you step into your house can't possibly be easy to take in but, claiming to be something of fiction, is even harder to digest. You had to be really open-minded to accept such an explanation, and not everyone had one.

After Sarah's very first kiss being taken away from her in the most unnatural act, she couldn't help but feel the anger flaring under her skin and the embarrassment crawling up her neck. Staring at the brunette's emerald eyes, the girl struggled to slap him and, kick him in the family jewels as a bonus, that certainty would bring her some satisfaction. Contrary to what one might think, yes, she was feisty, but she wasn't the type of girl to usually go that far though he deserved that and much more. His conduct towards her was being very disrespectful considering they had just met.

But, before things could escalate any further, she was snatched from the short-tempered guy and brought into another man's arms. The gingerbread man was more self-possessed and seemingly less straightforward than the brunette, but that was an overstatement. He was the most beautiful man she's ever seen. Everything about him was mesmerizing. He had the most captivating of eyes, a rare set of irises - a violet shade blended with a soft sky-blue color at the edges -, it was surely one of a kind and not seen on a daily basis, probably some sort of genetic mutation. Chiseled to perfection, covered in porcelain-hued skin, with thick brows, a piercing gaze, and a strong jaw. His lips were crimped into a faint curvy line and yet, his smile was smug. His fingers reached out and slid through her curly brown hair, tucking a small strand behind her left ear thus, catching the girl off guard. His sweet voice quietly lulling her while caressing her cheek with his thumb, made the anger she felt earlier dissipate into thin air and settle into a serene sensation. His hands then gripped the back of her neck, fisting in her hair gently, and then pulled her into the most delicate, warm kiss. His lips were soft and tasted heavenly, ironically enough. A long sigh escaped her lips as she felt bits of energy being swayed off her body. On the cusp of her heavenward, she dropped her arm and gazed up at him, troubled and lightheaded. As their lips finally departed from one another, the man addressed as Erik, held onto her until she felt strong enough to be on her two feet again.

Everything happened in a blur. The next thing she knew, she was assigning the brothers different guest rooms in the house - the manor was large enough to harbor several in the upper and bottom floor -, since she didn't have the heart to send them away after acknowledging how severely wounded they were. In this regard, Sarah paid the master bedroom a quick visit and fetched some painkillers from the cabinet atop the sink as well as a few other essentials to treat their injuries and, one at a time, she patched up their wounds, but only after cleaning them up of all the blood and dirt. Then, promptly sent each and one of them to their rooms on an absolute rest.

During that day, she had taken the liberty of checking up on them from time to time, asking if everything was to their liking and if they needed anything. Charging up and down the stairs, Sarah had no idea why whenever she would walk past Erik's room she would get jiggy and nervous. But then again, she couldn't help but be drawn to his door every single time. Then, an idea suddenly popped into her mind and, the "problem", seemed to have miraculously solved itself. She would avoid Erik's room for the time being, although, she couldn't really focus her mind on anything else. She had been thinking about him this whole time and replaying their kiss in her head all afternoon.

Now, standing in front the said guest room, her heart ached in her chest, her hand hesitant to knock and her voice to announce herself.

She softly knocked at his door.

Her fingers found the door handle - just in case -, however, she wasn't the one to open the door.

"I thought I had heard my princess' trouble footsteps." He taunted her with a smirk.

She glanced up at the half-naked man, her little brown eyes glazed with his supernatural beauty, her delicate facial features flashed bright red and she caught her breath. The slight tremble of her hands forced her to cross her arms, just for a moment.

"What are you waiting for, princess? Just come inside already. You know It's rude to knock at someone's door and not say anything." He caught her wrist, and a strange yet, familiar energy moved up her arm then, pulled her inside.

The door closed behind her with an almost imperceptible thud.

She unwillingly slammed into his chest; her skin clammy with nervous sweat and her breathing quick. She never had been that close to a man ever before and it was making her feel all sorts of things - an uncomfortable pressure in her chest, a fluttery sensation in her stomach, and a pleasant numbness throughout her body and limbs.

The Incubus had one hand on her back, holding her firmly against his body, and another still gripping her wrist. He drew the flustered girl closer to him, his hand skidding playfully up and down her back, fondling her skin through the fabric of her t-shirt, "Don't tell me you couldn't have enough of me and came for a second round?"

"W-Wha?" Sarah stammered in her words, placing both hands to his chest, she tried to put some distance between them. "I-I-It's nothing like that! " She gulped down some saliva that had been accumulating in her mouth for the past few minutes and found the strength within herself to continue. "I-I just came to change your bandages--"

His soft throaty chuckle interrupted her.

"W-What's so funny?"

"Oh, nothing really princess. I was just thinking you should dress the part for that." As he said that, a snap of fingers echoed in the room and she was immediately engulfed in a purple cloud of smoke.

She stared at him, unsure of what he had done until she felt the fabric around her body shift and change. The cloud dissipated and she quickly looked down to see her plain t-shirt and black jeggings morph into a nurse's uniform. Her eyes widened in a perfect look of surprise. The clothing she was hearing now would fulfill every man's fantasies: a short-sized skirt, a v-neckline, high stockings, and high heels. Sarah had her hair pulled up into a neat ponytail and, a cute cap sat on top of her head.

"That looks nice on you, princess." He whispered softly in her ear. "It's safe to say I have good taste."

Sarah blushed, getting used to the feel of the outfit. The skirt wasn't that short and it only showed the necessary but still, it was something new along with the rest of the garb. And, how on earth was she supposed to walk on those?! She thought to herself, looking down at the shoes that she was now wearing.

Erik smirked; he moved past the girl and sat on the bed. He leaned back against the headboard of the bed. His arms were folded across his chest, and he had one leg carelessly thrown over the other. "I'm all yours. Please be gentle~"

"T-This will only take a few minutes," she admitted, rolling her eyes.

"Take your time." He chortled over.

Sarah managed to balance herself in the stilettos and grab what she needed from the bathroom stall. After returning to the main area, she carefully placed everything on the bed by his side and skidded on the white gloves, and started preparing the materials needed. Once done, she went to nurse him. However, in her state of distress, her knees buckled and she had lost her footing. The next thing she knew, she was sitting on his lap with his hand once again tightly wound around her waist.

"Be careful or you'll sprain an ankle." He said quietly, not stirring his eyes off of her. "Hope you didn't hurt yourself."

As if under a love spell, her attention was immediately drawn to his eyes. At the moment, she felt like surrendering entirely to his mojo and just melt into the warmth of his embrace, still, she had to be strong and try not to fall for the devil's charms but yet again, she couldn't help herself. Her hand traveled down his broad chest on its own volition, marveling at the smooth skin stretched over solid muscle, her eyes skimmed him up and down. He was perfect. How could someone be that perfect? No one was.

He lifted her chin with a curled index finger and tilted his head to the side. "If this is your way of getting my attention, it's working."

Mesmerized by the sensations flooding through her, her embarrassment as well as his direct gaze, she had to concentrate harder to register what had he said next. She straddled him but, he kept her pinned to his pelvis.

"So, how is it gonna be, princess?" He brushed his thumb over her bottom lip and gently dragged it down in a teasing manner. "How far are you willing to go?"

What was that supposed to mean? Her face warmed as she thought of what it'd meant.

He pulled her even closer to the point where she couldn't move. "I promise I'll good care of you."

Disclaimer: Erik belongs to Michaela Laws, Sarah belongs to me. Please don’t steal, thank you!

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OMG so cool hiihiihii

For those of you wondering wtf ive been working on this week….here it is.

Apologies to my SU fans. T^T But AngelHusk has my heart in it’s grip & I’ve been wanting to draw some sort of comic for a while now from part of one of my fave fanfics for the ship: Old Soldiers of Different Wars by AngeliaDark ( @angelia-dark here on tumblr)

ignore the green/red void beyond the bar/desk pls ^^;

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This is from a game called: “The Dolls’ Stories”, made by fioricca. A demo of a game which never saw the light of the day, unfortunately.

This happens in a universe, much like ours, where different people from low ranks to higher ones try to coexist in peace and harmony but, like all societies, there is always problems brewing around the corner. For that, there must be someone to enforce justice and make sure the laws are kept. Humans only don’t suffice; to match the present dangers, a worthy opponent would be created to help those few in their journey.

In this world, there is a special kind of doll that can be infused with magical energy and so brought to life. Only the rich and powerful, as well as members of the government, are privy to such toys.

People o raise this dolls up are called puppeteers.

The only route finished was the male-doll. In all routes, these dolls start off as children and are expected to grow up, strengthened themselves to help their masters. However, something wrong seems to going on with them, they are not growing how they are expected to. They started to show deteriorating signs. MC searched non-stop for answers but, it seemed that there was nothing else to do than to embrace whats about to come. Little did they know, that it was due to this next fight that everything would change.

The pictures above are related to how I pictured my MC (Sarah Montague) would react to her doll’s sacrifice (Skylar) and how their reunion would play out.

Disclaimer:  

The m-doll and backgrounds belong to the game Dev.

Sarah belongs to me. Please don’t steal.

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Fanfiction

დSmoke and Mirrors დ

Randolph x MC (Aurora Coeur), Summary

** A WH Fanfiction updated regularly on Wattpad.

Prologue: Acceptance Letter

Chapter 0: Promise

Chapter 1: New Beginnings 

Chapter 2: Being A Mess Is Exhaustive

Chapter 3: First Impressions Last

Chapter 4: The Dorm

Chapter 5: Premonition

Chapter 6: New Friends

Chapter 7: The Dreamscope

Chapter 8: Supplementary Class

Chapter 9: Trouble In Paradise

Chapter 10: Sometimes The Right Path Isn’t The Easiest

Chapter 11: Change Is Inevitable 

Chapter 12: Judgment Day

Chapter 13 (1\3): Fair Maiden

Chapter 13 (2\3): The Green House

Chapter 13 (3\3): A Deceitful Labyrinth 

Chapter 14: An Injury May Prove A Blessing

Chapter 15: Strong Mind, Fragile Heart

Chapter 16: The Way You Look At Me

Chapter 17: I’m Really Happy I Meet You, I Hope You Know That

Chapter 18: Life or Death

Chapter 19: Tell Me A Lullaby

Chapter 20: A Brand New Morning 

Chapter 21: An Accident Waiting To Happen

Chapter 22: Are You Up For A Cup Of Tea And Cookies

Chapter 23: Free Advice Os Often Overpriced

Chapter 24: A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes

Chapter 25: Doubt Kills More Dreams Than Failure Ever Will

Chapter 26: History Of Wizardry

Chapter 27: It’s Always The Small Pieces That Make The Bigger Picture

Chapter 28: One Step Closer To The Truth

Chapter 29: Talent Wins Games

Chapter 30: Who Seeks, Shall Find

Chapter 31: Be The Flame, Not The Moth

Chapter 32: Consider This A Fair Warning

Chapter 33: The Heart was Meant To Be Broken

Chapter 34: All It Takes Is An Act of Courage

Chapter 35: Evil Requires The Sanction Of The Victim

Chapter 36: Where the Knowledge Lies

Chapter 37: Is There Any Future Left

Chapter 38: Always Expect The Unexpected

Chapter 39: The Best Apology Is Changed Behavior 

Chapter 40: Time Flies When You’re Having Fun

Chapter 41: In God’s Field, Any Relationship Can Bloom

Chapter 42: Mysterious Beauty 

Chapter 43: The Unseen Enemy Is Always Fearsome

Chapter 44: When You Make A Choice, You Also Chose Consequences

Chapter 45: An Unsettling Letter

Chapter 46: Between Every Two Pines Is A Doorway To A New World

Chapter 47: Darkness Exists To Make Light Truly Count

Chapter 48: Loss, To Run Or Not To Run

Chapter 49: Confrontation Always Chills A Liar’s Blood

Chapter 50: I’ll Keep You Safe, I Promise

Chapter 51: Is Violence Really The Answer

Chapter 52 (1\2): Fear Is A Reaction, Courage Is A Choice

Chapter 52 (2\2): It Takes Two To Tango

Chapter 53: The Human Heart Has Treasures That Only The Stars Know

Chapter 54 (1\2): I’m Not Your Enemy, I’m Here To Help

Chapter 54 (2\2): You Want A Fight, I’ll Bring War

Chapter 55: An Eye For An Eye Only Makes The World Go Blind

Chapter 56: Hurt Me With The Truth But Don’t Comfort Me With A Lie

Chapter 57: Find Me. Seduce Me. I Want To Be In Love With You

Chapter 58: I Wish I Could Stay By Your Side

Chapter 59: Trust Is A Dangerous Game

Chapter 60: Home Sweet Home

Chapter 61: The East Forest

Chapter 62: Never Let Fear Decide Your Fate

Chapter 63: The Moon’s Protector

Chapter 64: Secret Chamber

Chapter 65: The Greatest Battles Are The Ones Fighting Within

Chapter 66: In The Waves Of Change, We Find Our True Direction

Chapter 67: Sometimes A Home Has An Heartbeat

Chapter 68: Soul On Hold

Chapter 69: A Miracle from Heaven

Chapter 70: I choose you

Chapter 71: A gift from a friend

Epilogue: Happily Ever After

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