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Everything Has Changed (Part Two)

Summary: In which everything changes when you discover Bucky’s true feelings for you in a very unconventional manner.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2,800

Part One

Originally posted by there-and-always-back-again

The sound of something steadily beeping in your ear brings you back to the surface of consciousness. You wade through the murky waters of your mind, trying to keep your cool when the simple task of opening your eyes turns into a losing battle.

Why can’t you open your eyes? Why does your body feel so heavy?

You grow more frantic as your body fails to follow through on any of the commands you direct at it. It’s not until you realize that something is restraining your arms that an overwhelming tidal wave of memories wash over your body and send you back underwater.

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terpsikeraunos  asked:

Your Roman history posts are so great! I'm going to ask - why do you like Tiberius?

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE EMPEROR TIBERIUS. 

This is going to be long. All the references are off the top of my head (as in, I remembered the Latin phrase so I could ctrl+f to find it) so I haven’t included some but I hope this will do, if there’s anything anyone would really like me to prove then let me know and I’ll find it XD

  • Tiberius did not want to be emperor
  • Tacitus described Tiberius (Annals 1.80) as ‘talented and intelligent, but paralysed by lack of confidence’ (that is a loose translation of a single phrase, based on Tacitus’ overall portrayal)
  • Tiberius was emotionally abused by his family all his life. He spoke slowly, and walked quite strangely, and dressed quite unusually; Suetonius records that Augustus, ‘as if to excuse Tiberius but really to mock him’ said in the senate, ‘They’re not vices of personality, they’re defects he was born with.’ (Suetonius, Tiberius 68)
  • Augustus forced Tiberius to divorce his wife Vipsania, whom he truly loved and who was pregnant with their second child, and marry Augustus’ own daughter Julia to keep things in the family and present a pair of power couples [i.e. Augustus & Livia, Tiberius & Julia] to the gossip-loving Roman people (Velleius, Roman History 2.96; Suetonius, Tiberius 7; Dio, Roman History 54.31; Tacitus, Annals 1.12). Vipsania miscarried their child. When Tiberius next saw her, he broke down in the street and ran after her in hysterics. (I don’t think I can overstate how public emotion, especially public demonstration of love for one’s wife, was Not a Roman Thing to Do.) Augustus had Vipsania married to one of his (Augustus’) aides and took measures to ensure Tiberius never set eyes on her again.
  • Two years after Tiberius’ divorce from Vipsania, Tiberius’ beloved younger brother Drusus was mortally wounded and Tiberius journeyed from Rome to Germany in two days and one night to be at his side when he died, and then walked the body all the way back to Rome. In Lament for Drusus, attributed to Ovid, the speaker describes the funeral at which the people ‘beheld [Tiberius] utterly unlike himself — dazed and sobbing, his face ashen with grief’.
  • Another two years later Augustus tried to make Tiberius his co-ruler. Tiberius suddenly asked to retire to study in Rhodes. Augustus refused. Tiberius attempted suicide (Suetonius, Tiberius 7). (I put this in bold because scholars have spent years arguing over why Tiberius asked to go to Rhodes. I don’t understand what the issue is. Suetonius, for once, spells it out.)
  • Tacitus, Annals 3.56 writes ‘Augustus was confident in power because he knew he was great, and he knew that Tiberius wouldn’t abuse the power of the emperor either, because Tiberius had a low opinion of himself.’
  • When Augustus died, Tiberius, while reading his will in the senate, broke down in the middle of it and said he wished he was dead (Suetonius, Tiberius 23).
  • The senate tried to make Tiberius accept sole power. Tiberius tried to get out of it, begging for help and saying that he lacked the self-confidence and the mental strength, but the senate pretended to think he just wanted their approval. Tacitus says (Annals 1.11), ‘The senate’s greatest fear was that they should seem to understand his meaning.’

So Tiberius did become emperor, and then what? According to the conventional picture of Tiberius (exemplified in I, Claudius), he went off the rails and turned into a bloodthirsty, sexually depraved monster because of all the above trauma. Is that what happened? NO.

  • As soon as he became emperor he immediately abolished Augustus’ private council and insisted that all proposals be taken to the senate. Sallustius Crispus (son of the historian Sallust), who had been Augustus’ legal advisor, had already told Livia ‘not to let Tiberius dismantle the foundations of monarchy by letting the senate decide everything’ (Tacitus, Annals 1.6).
  • He intervened on several occasions to stop an execution ordered by the senate, and when the senate executed someone while he was away, he introduced a statutory ten-day delay between sentencing and execution to allow for appeals.
  • He instituted one of the ONLY sensible financial policies in Rome’s economic history since Mithridates of Pontus fucked up all Rome’s shit in the 80s BC. (I don’t know jack shit about economics but source)
  • He personally remunerated all the victims of any natural disaster that happened during his reign (earthquakes, fires, etc).
  • He dedicated only a few buildings (dedicating buildings was something rich Romans did to assert their power over the populace and make themselves look good) and one was a public museum (which was still quite a new thing) dedicated to marital and family solidarity, on the site where the ancestor of Julia’s chief lover was murdered, inscribed with his own name and the name of his brother who had been dead for 20 years… (Dio 55.27)
  • …but he undertook more building works than the record tells us, because he restored several public buildings but left them in the name of the original dedicator (i.e. he declined to take prestige away from other families).
  • He went out of his way to promote senators of non-traditional backgrounds, even though he was from a privileged family himself (unlike Augustus, who was from an obscure family but promoted people from privileged families)… (Tacitus, Annals 13.21)
  • …and he told senators of traditional backgrounds to fuck off if they spent all their money on parties and expected to get it back from the public treasury just because their family was famous. (Tacitus, Annals 2.38)
  • After his divorce from Julia he never remarried. He supported the careers of the sons that his first wife, Vipsania, had with her new husband (even though the new husband liked to taunt Tiberius about their marriage, which even Tacitus admits was cruel), and when Vipsania died he had her buried in the imperial mausoleum.
  • Despite public insinuations, Tiberius actually had a very good relationship with his heir Germanicus, who was the son of Tiberius’ brother Drusus. Tiberius wrote Greek poems and Germanicus translated them into Latin. Tiberius trained Germanicus as a soldier. When Germanicus died, Tiberius wrote a verse elegy for him and ordered that he be honoured on the same level as the adopted sons of Augustus who had died young also. He didn’t appear in public (which led to the populace saying he had Germanicus murdered…) but he insisted on going to the senate, and the senate published a decree (the SCPP) which basically said that seeing him in such an awful state was embarrassing them.
  • Tiberius fired provincial governors who tried to exploit their subjects or didn’t respect the local customs, and he arranged the administration of the provinces to make life better for the people who lived there (which pissed off the senators back home who thought all non-Romans were second-class citizens). (You can read about how great the provincials thought he was in Philo’s Embassy to Gaius)
  • He refused to engage in offensive wars, and any wars that were going on before Augustus died, he ended them by diplomacy. (I can’t remember where but Tacitus says that Tiberius was very proud of his record for diplomacy)
  • He refused (unlike… oh, every other emperor ever) to be worshipped as a god. He said, ‘No one is allowed to set up a cult in my name unless I give permission. I won’t give it.’ (Dio 57.9) He also said, ‘[I don’t want a temple, that shit is pointless because] only monuments in the heart last forever.’ (*melts*) (Tacitus, Annals 4.38)
  • He said to his (biological) son Drusus, ‘You will never break the laws or commit violence against anybody while I’m alive, and if you try it, you won’t do it when I’m dead, either.’
  • He was constantly subject to extremely cruel insults from his stepdaughter Agrippina (daughter of Julia) who even wrote a pamphlet about how awful he was, but most of the time he just listened to her in silence and then walked away. On one occasion she screamed after him, ‘Who do you think you are? Don’t you know I’m related to the divine Augustus?’ Tiberius said bitterly, ‘Do you think you are wronged because you don’t rule, child?’ (Suetonius, Tiberius 53; Tacitus records this somewhere too)
  • He was offered an ovation (celebratory pageant) when he took a tour of the local area, and he responded, ‘Do you think I need to be congratulated for that? Do you know how many wars I won when I was younger?’ *cracks knuckles*
  • He spoke Greek so well that sometimes he wrote Latin according to Greek grammar rules and once he issued a public apology because he’d accidentally put a Greek word in an official edict because he couldn’t think of the Latin equivalent, and he got a group of senators to consult a bunch of dictionaries to find one (Suetonius, Tiberius 71).
  • He, alone of all the Julio-Claudian emperors, was never accused of using his position to blackmail women into sleeping with him. In fact there is only one credible sexual allegation made against Tiberius: that he enjoyed performing oral sex on women (Suetonius, Tiberius 45 although it’s quite difficult to work out what is meant here, I read it in a book on Roman sexuality).
  • He refused to introduce anti-freedom-of-speech or blasphemy laws; he said ‘insults to the gods are the gods’ concern’ (Tacitus, Annals 1.73; incidentally, he was the emperor during the lifetime of Jesus, who said more or less the same thing).
  • He blocked an attempt by the senate to punish people who accused senators who were later acquitted, in case fear of punishment made real victims too scared to come forward.
  • He refused to let crimes against his family be treated differently from crimes against anyone else, and if anyone tried to prosecute someone for insulting him, he dismissed the case.
  • (He tried to listen to petitions with a blank expression so he remained impartial, but once after a particularly long day, someone tried to prosecute a citizen for putting up a second-hand statue of him, and he suddenly got up and screamed ‘ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS’, which scared the shit out of everyone and gave him a reputation as a tyrant) (Tacitus, Annals 1.74)
  • He attended the courts and ‘his presence meant that justice increased but the senators’ prerogatives were restricted’, grumbles Tacitus, a senator (Tac. Ann. 1.75). (If a senator prosecuted someone and won, the senator got that person’s property.)
  • He was bombarded with whiny messages from senators and his response (Tac. Ann. 6.6 and Suet. Tib. 67) started ‘I am surrounded by idiots’ in such elaborate and obscure language that it took 2000 years for anyone to understand what he meant.
  • He stopped public gladiator shows because he disliked gratuitous violence. His idea of a good time was holding dinner parties for his friends (soldiers and Greeks, people that most rich people scorned) and asking them really obscure questions about his favourite books (Suetonius, Tiberius 70).
  • Again when his son Drusus died, Tiberius continued to attend the senate, and the senators tried to make him go home because they were embarrassed, but he said, ‘I just can’t stand to see people crying all the time. I find solace by burying myself in work.’ (Tacitus, Annals 4.8)

I haven’t actually answered the question: why do I like Tiberius? Because he gave up everything he ever wanted so that his talents could be used for the good of Rome. Because he could not stand the abuse of power. Because he used his power to help deserving people of lower birth who could not succeed because they lacked connexions. 

Because he found it hard to get out of bed in the morning and yet he fought and fought and fought to make Rome a better place for ordinary people. He never wallowed in self-pity or made it about himself, he just kept going. He was not comfortable in social situations (the clearest occasion is when someone approached him suddenly and he panicked so badly that he fell over) and on several occasions he had minor breakdowns in public and yet he kept going. On several occasions he tried to tell the senate he wasn’t well enough to rule on his own, and the senate just mocked him and said he was being an attention-seeking hypocrite (e.g. Tacitus, Annals 4.8-9). I just can’t imagine what it must have been like to go through that when everyone in the city was looking at you. He showed immense bravery and dignity in the face of a callous and uncomprehending senate. He was too good for them.

Because he said (repeatedly and in many different ways: see e.g. Tac. Ann. 4.38; Suet. Tib. 59; Velleius 2.115), ‘I don’t care what people think of me as long as I know I’ve done the right thing.’ 

Because he never wanted honour for himself; ‘I ask the gods to give me peace of mind, and when I am gone, I ask my peers to think of me with a smile.’ The latter I can do.

.... And your intelligence score is 15?

I’m currently one of the 6 DMs in a 36 player mega-campaign, following (loosely) the Tyranny of Dragons campaign world. The players have mostly split up into about four parties, which are each following their own trail to track down the cult. Three of them are off doing their own thing, but one of them is in the city of Elturel and has decided to split up in order to cover more ground. Thankfully, we have enough DMs to cover them.

Then, a Dwarf Wizard decides to wander off, and I, as the last DM without a group at the moment, am sent to cover him.

For brief context, our version of Elturel has a tower beneath the town’s massive orb of undead-killing light, a temple of Sune. Her symbol is a candle, it now looks like a giant candle, all good. So, the dwarf decides to go there. 

PC: I’m going to head to the tower, all the way to the top.

Me: Cool, well, you get most of the way up, but there’s no obvious access to the roof. 

He then snags a nearby cleric and begins to ask him about the orb of light.

PC: “So, what’s causing that light?

NPC: “The Holy Light of Sune, it is light born from her magic.”

PC: “Yes, but where is it coming from?”

NPC: “… Her magic.”

PC: “But what’s in the middle?”

NPC: “Nothing is in the middle.”

PC: “Can I go up and take a look?’

NPC: “No, you can not study, prod, or examine our holy site to sate your own curiosity, you damned irreverent mage.”

PC: “So, can you tell me what’s casting the light?”

To save quite a bit of headache, he eventually had it explained to him in dead simple terms that there was just a floating ball of light, there was no crystal or sun or whatever, it was much like the light spell he himself could cast. The cleric walked away very annoyed. Being a dwarf character, he then got interested in the stone of the tower.

PC: “What’s the stone?”

Me: It’s something you’ve never seen. Smooth, joinless, white, almost like wax or bone.

PC: “But I have stone-cunning, and-”

Me: Yes, I know. You don’t recognize this. It’s definitely not local stone, and it might be unnatural.

Eventually, he also managed to get that it was made by magic, when another cleric repeated the story of the tower he had been told earlier. Kelemvor and Sune made the place together, so the Candle was brought into being by Sune, and lit by the pair, creating a light that destroyed undead. I thought he would be satisfied by this answer. I was incorrect.

PC: I want to cast identify on the tower!

Me: Roll intelligence. *Rolls* That would probably piss them off, given they told you flat out not to fuck with this place. 

PC: “Right, I’m going to hide somewhere against a wall then cast Identify on it!”

Me: “Roll Perception to find a place and Stealth to hide there.”

PC: *Rolls* *Nat 20 and Un-natural 20 on Stealth*

Me: “… Alright, so, you hide under a table with a large tablecloth in part of the library. When you cast Identify, you are suddenly near-blinded by an incredible white glow coming from every direction. The outline of a winged, angelic figure is all you can make out, which speaks to you in a thunderous voice in a language you do not know. The gist is there, however. "Do a stop it.”

PC: I cast Detect Thoughts on it!

Me: … I’m sorry, what?

PC: What is it thinking?

To summarize: This clown, a third level wizard, proceeded to cast Detect Thoughts on an unprepared-for-that-level-of-dumbfuckery Solar. A CR: 21 Angel of a major god. Due to how the spell worked, there was nothing actually stopping him from hearing the thoughts. The end result was being dropped to 1 HP, at 5 Levels of Exhaustion, and he was Blinded, Deafened, Stunned and Unconcious for nearly 18 hours after. He was only awoken when a priest happened to make the perception check to stumble across him, after his party had come and gone looking for him. He comes to, surrounded by a lot of clerics and several paladins, all of whom look quite pissed. 

Paladin: “What in the goddess’s name are you doing under there?”

He looks around blearily, and decides to repeat the words the Solar said to him. There’s a pause, and then an old elf pushes his way to the front. 

NPC: “Where did you hear that?”

PC: “The god told me that after I cast identify on the tower.”

NPC: “… That means, in Celestial, "Meddle not in affairs beyond your Ken, upstart mortal.” I’m sorry, you were doing WHAT to our tower?“ 

He then proceeded to explain what he had been doing. 

Long story short, he is now considered a Heretic and Defiler by the temple, was thrown out the front doors, and several of the game’s clerics are considering challenging him to duels of honor for his sheer ineptitude. Meanwhile, the rest of the party managed to accomplish the mission they were in town for.

What he had been doing had nothing in any way to do with their job.  

bunnylexicon  asked:

*whispers* okay but Imagine Taako doing a show in Ravens Roost around the same time Kalen does the thing and Julia and Steven live because Taako accidentally turns the bombs into fucking powdered Sugar. Taakos just wondering why the fuck the sugar didn't appear and Kalen gets found out because the detonators still went off, causing minor damage.

Taako waves his arm, and there’s no fucking powdered sugar.

And, fuck, okay. Okay. He worried this would happen, though of course he hadn’t said anything to Sazed because he could already picture the look that would get him. But he worried that this transmutation stuff was coming too easy to him. Nothing came easy to him, he’d been waiting for the other shoe to drop, and now here it is. He’s standing on his stagecoach with a batch of fresh beignets and no powdered sugar like some kind of idiot.

Taako is a fucking professional, and he plays that shit off for laughs. Makes a frustrated face, wiggles his arm a bit, nothing. Hits his wrist with his other arm as if he’s trying to get the last bit of something out of a bottle. The audience laughs, and he prepares himself for another spell… and before he can cast it, there’s a rumble and a shudder.

There are several panicked moments where he and his audience both think the spire they’re on is about to come down, and then there are townspeople hauling men up the spire, and wouldn’t you know it - they’re fucking covered in powdered sugar.

“So that’s where it went,” Taako mutters, and he must have said it louder than he meant to because the crowd is howling.

He’s asked to a meeting in the tavern and he’s promised free drinks as an incentive, so fuck it, he goes. There’s a big muscled guy named Magnus there, along with his wife Julia who looks equally qualified to benchpress Taako a few times over, and both of them are smiling at him like he’s their new best friend. 

It’s… nice, Taako guesses. He’s not exactly sure how he feels about the way they greet him, offer him a seat at their table, shove a tankard towards him - he’s used to admiration, but this isn’t quite that. There’s something a little more to this, and it makes him uncomfortable; he doesn’t know what to do with it.

He saved the town with his misfired spell, apparently, and Taako finally understands the couple’s good mood. This arrangement is more comfortable; next they’ll be asking if he can stay, if he can provide any protection spells for future attacks, and about how managed to anticipate this one. They’ll offer a price and Taako will have to decline. Eventually these people will get the picture; once they know that they’re not going to get what they want from him, that cheerfulness is going dry right up and Taako will finish his drink alone. Interactions are so much easier after all of the cards are on the table.

Taako decides that he doesn’t feel like dealing with that scenario tonight, and tells the two of them straight-up: sorry, this was completely an accident and there will be no repeat performances if he has anything to say about it.

They don’t care. They laugh, and they ask him about his show. They ask him what life is like on the road, and they tell him stories about Raven’s Roost. The three of them are in that tavern, sitting at that table, for most of the night. Taako’s not sure when he starts to feel comfortable. There’s something familiar about Magnus, and Julia is easy to like. It’s surreal, and it’s… a relief, like he’s found something he didn’t know he was looking for.

The two of them insist on sending him letters. He gives them a vague outline of his route and, sure enough, there are letters waiting for him at each new town. Eventually he writes back. Eventually it’s a thing that he does, sending letters to Raven’s Roost and then expecting an answer. He’s never disappointed, and that… scares him.

And then his magic has gone wrong again, and he doesn’t know what to do. He thinks about Raven’s Roost but… they wouldn’t want him now, not when he’s killed almost an entire town. Magnus and Julia saved theirs. What would they think of him. He’d rather not know.

Magnus finds him three weeks later. He started looking after the letters dried up, he explained. He and Julia were worried. They heard about Glamour Springs.

There’s a place in Raven’s Roost for Taako, if Taako wants it. It’s not much, mostly just an extra room, but the two of them thought it might be nice for Taako to have a place to stay if he ever came to visit. He’s welcome to stay there now; he’s welcome to stay as long as he likes. Taako still isn’t sure that he can trust this - but he wants to, so he goes.

anonymous asked:

Could you write an imagine where Loki turns Y/N's Boyfriend, T'Challa into an actual Black Panther. Y/N doesn't know so when she sees the black panther staring at her and walking closer to her she freaks out and maybe runs away from it thinking that it will attack her. But then Avengers explain what happened.

Ms. Y/N, Sir has requested your presence in the lab

You glance up at the ceiling, a habit you picked up from Steve and Bucky, “Any reason why?”

I am not at liberty to disclose; however, it involves King T’Challa

“Shit. Tell them I’m on my way”

The door to the lab is open by the time you get down there, and you practically sprint inside.

“Tony, what’s wrong?” You glance around the lab, “Where’s T’Challa?”

Tony chuckles, scratching the back of his head, “That’s actually the problem …”

There’s a soft sound behind you. You whip around, coming face to face with the largest black panther you’ve ever seen. Letting out a high-pitched shriek you scramble backwards, slamming straight into Tony’s work bench. “WHY … WHAT … HOW … TONY!!”

Tony groans, “I told you to stay hidden until I told her what happened! Now look what you did!”

The big cat hisses at Tony, but when it, he, turns back to you he lets out a soft, sad sound. “Tony, you have 10 seconds to explain why there is a panther in your lab, why you called me down, and where the hell my boyfriend is, before I completely lose my shit”

“Y/N, I really do have an explanation, I promise. The panther is … T’Challa”

Your eyes zero in on the panther, who lets out a soft chuffing sound, before walking closer. Slowly you slide off the table, and T’Challa hesitantly approaches you, “Babe? Is that you in there?”

Suddenly you have a lap full of purring cat, rubbing his face against yours. You look up at Tony, eyes wide. “Loki did it. We were out, responding to a call when Loki showed up. He seemed to take a particular interest in T’Challa, and decided to turn him into his namesake.”

You gently rub behind T’Challa’s ears, “How long will the spell last?”

“We don’t know for sure, but Thor said that Loki’s transfiguration spells usually last about a week”

“You’re gonna be a panther for a week” T’Challa snorts and lays his head in your lap, “Has anyone called Shuri? She needs to know about this”

“I was hoping you’d call her?”

T’Challa lets out a huff, nuzzling into your neck, “Fine. I’ll call Shuri, it’ll have to be a video-chat, or she probably won’t believe me”

JARVIS pulls up a holographic screen, already calling Shuri. She answers at the second ring, “Y/N. It is a pleasure to hear from you. I had intended to call you tonight, I have not heard from my brother in 24 hours. Do you know where he is?”

You chuckle, “That’s actually what I was calling you about. T’Challa was … turned into a panther, and will probably be this way for about a week” you rush. T’Challa sits beside you, in full view of Shuri.

“Brother?” He lets out a soft chuffing sound, “What happened to you?”

“Loki hit him with a spell at their last battle, tuning into his animal name sake.”

Shuri puts her head in her hands, “Damnit, brother, only you would get yourself turned into a panther”

“Thor said that the spell should wear off on a week, but until then he won’t be able to make any decisions regarding Wakanda.”

“Of course. You will keep me updated on any progress with the spell?”

You nod, “Definitely, we’ll call let you know if anything changes”

Shuri gives you a small smile, “Thank you, Y/N. However, I must go now, I need to inform the council what happened to their king”

T’Challa hums, low in his throat, “Goodbye, Shuri”

Having your boyfriend turned into a large, protective cat has its ups and downs. For one thing, you get all the cuddles you could possibly want, on the downside, he refuses to let anyone else near you.

“Y/N! Come spar with me”

You groan, burying your face deeper into T’Challa’s fur, “Do I have to?”

“Yes, you’ve skipped out on training because of T’Challa’s … problem. I can’t have you getting rusty”

“Fine”

Gently nudging T’Challa off of you, you and Steve head down to the gym. “I’m thinking we can spar, and then go for a run”

“Alright”

You and Steve quickly stretch and take your positions on the sparing match, T’Challa resting on the side.

“Ready?”

Steve lunges forward, trying to use his size to overwhelm you. Fortunately, you had training with the Dora Milaje, and knew how to take down a man over three times your size. The sparing goes on for a while, everything is fine, until Steve actually lands a hit.

“Shit!” The punch lands right in your ribs, and suddenly Steve isn’t anywhere near you.

Steve’s pinned under T’Challa’s bulk, his teeth bared and poised over Steve’s throat, “T’Challa! No!”

You lunge forward, grabbing onto your boyfriend’s scruff before he rips the Captain’s throat out. Thankfully, T’Challa does get off of Steve, but he makes sure to keep you behind him. Steve sits up cautiously, “He’s heavier than he looks”

“Yeah he is. I, um, I think it would be best if we called it a day, Captain” T’Challa lets out another rumble, and uses his head to nudge you toward the elevator, “Alright! Alright! I’m going, babe. Calm down. I get it, no sparring when you’re not human.”

Eventually, the two of you end up in your apartment, T’Challa laying gently on top of you, making it so you can’t move.

“Did it bother you that I was sparring, or that I was hit?”

He gently nudges your side, where you can feel a burse already forming.

“I’m sorry I worried you” T’Challa huffs, nuzzling against you. “Let’s take a nap, kitty cat. I’m tired”

T’Challa settles on you more firmly, making sure that you are warm and comfortable. You can’t help but feel safe whenever your boyfriend is around, no matter which form he’s in.

You wake up decidedly more comfortable than when you fell asleep.  Curling up on your side, you sniggle deeper into your blanket.

Shooting up, you look around your bedroom frantically, because you distinctly remember falling asleep on the couch with T’Challa. “T’Challa? Babe?”

The bathroom door opens and out steps your, now very human, boyfriend, “Hello, darling”

Eyes wide, you scramble out of bed and fling yourself into T’Challa’s arms. “I missed you”

His arms wrap tightly around you, “I was always with you”

You sniffle, tears blurring your vision, “I know you were, but you couldn’t hold me when you were a panther.”

“Do not cry, beloved, I am here now. Come, lay with me, I have missed having you in my arms”

“We need to call, Shuri”

T’Challa chuckles, “I will call my sister later. For now, all I want to do is lay in bed with you”

“Of course, I’d never say no to you”

You can T’Challa end up lying in bed for the rest of the afternoon. Curled up together, and comfortable, finally happy to be back in each other’s arms.

FIC REC’S OF 2017 part 9 ( november)

We’re starting to get to the Christmas/Holiday season and I, for one, am sooo excited! I wanted to write “I loved this” at the end of each of these fics, so I’m just going to say it here now. I loved all of these. :D Happy reading!

You Love Me, If You Love Me Don’t Let Go by @shadowofyoursong / ao3 (98k) CHAPTERED 

His name is up there. He’s the only Harry in this group. His eyes land on Louis, who swallows thickly. He gives Harry a small smile, brows raised a little. Harry is not dancing a solo. He’s dancing with the boy, who he never remembers. How the hell can he ever get anyone’s attention, when he doesn’t have any connection with this guy.

Or the one where Harry and Louis are students at The Juilliard School of Performing Arts and are dancing in the same group. Harry never notices Louis, the boy who is a year younger than him, mostly sticks to himself and practices hard (or that’s what Harry thinks). Louis on the other hand always sees the confident and focused Harry. Now they’re paired for a duo performance and they have to make it work, even though Louis’ eyes are towards London and Harry’s are towards a career after graduation, which he thinks he can only get with a solo performance. DANCER AU, HATE TO LOVE

(Take Me Home) Country Roads by @a-writerwrites / ao3 (86k) CHAPTERED

“Sir, I can help you. Just let me — “ He tried moving closer but the eldest child blocked his way. He backed off, putting his hands out in a passive gesture. “I’m a physician. I can help,” he tried again.

The man shook his head vehemently, passing the cup back to his grandchild. “Tol’ ya. Don’t need ya.” All of the fire had gone out of his voice, leaving behind a frail, sick old man with barely any breath to talk.

“I have medicines…I could make you comfortable…” Louis’ voice was still small, but pleading.

“Mountain Mama cares for wha’s ailin’ me. Don’t need no fancy city doctors.”

Louis blinked at the man, still shaking from the coughing spell. Mountain — well, fuck. That backwoods, uneducated scam artist…

“Of course he is,” Louis said curtly.

OR a Northern Exposure AU featuring Louis as the big city doctor, Harry as a natural healer, Niall as a secretive barkeep, Liam and Zayn head over heels for each other but they don’t know it and a lot of hurt, comfort and moonshine in between. HATE TO LOVE

You Might Want To Marry My Husband by @all-these-larrythings / ao3 (25k) CHAPTERED

When Harry’s husband dies, he asks one thing of him; to find love and happiness again without him. It’s a request that Harry is happy to disregard, until he meets the one person who is impossible to ignore. MOVING ON

It’ll Be by @styleandsin / ao3 (13k) ONE SHOT

Louis has always wanted children and he decides he’s done waiting for love to come first. However, after adopting a baby girl just days after she’s born, he quickly realizes how hard parenting is. Louis hires Harry to be his Nanny, and it all works out great. Until Louis falls in love with him. KID FIC

Oops, Baby, I Love You ( In That Order) by @suddenclarityharry / ao3 (25k) ONE SHOT 

Later that night, when he’s lying in bed thinking of all the things he’s longed for in his life, he can’t stop hearing Fizzy’s words in his head.

Who says you have to get married?

It’s true, Louis wants to get married one day, to have a spouse to encourage his crazy promotional ideas for his book shop, to have someone to cuddle into at night, someone who will love him even on his moody days. But she’s absolutely right, isn’t she? Who says he has to have that before he can have a baby?

When he finally falls asleep, he sleeps restfully, having made a very important decision about his future.

Husband or no, Louis Tomlinson is going to have a baby.

OR The minute Louis Tomlinson decides he don’t need no man to start a family, Harry Styles literally falls into his arms. MPREG

Couldn’t See Past Me, Till I Saw Your Face by @lululawrence / ao3 (12k) ONE SHOT 

“Look at us, living the dream,” Louis said softly. “But Harry, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to finish my last semester with the baby. I don’t know how far along I am or anything. And what about my internship and all of that?”

Harry shook his head emphatically and pulled back once more from Louis, this time placing his large, strong hands on Louis’ shoulders and squeezing them tight.

“We’ll make this work, Louis. I’ll help take care of you and your little one and I know you’ll help me make it through whatever happens with this. We’re always there for each other, right? Just like we promised when we were in middle school.”

Louis laughed a bit and smiled through his tears that finally seem to have left. Again. Hopefully they stayed away a little longer this time.

“We’ll figure it out, yeah?” Harry asked again.

“Yeah. We always do.”

Or the one where Harry and Louis have been best friends since they could remember and their friendship has withstood it all…but an unexpected pregnancy might change everything. MPREG

Home For Christmas by @haloeverlasting / ao3 (22k) ONE SHOT 

The Shameless Hallmark Movie AU you probably didn’t ask for.

Or, the one where Harry didn’t think he wanted a family, but with a little Christmas magic (and maybe one Louis Tomlinson) he realizes that he is very, very wrong. CHRISTMAS, KID FIC

Waiting For Wonderful by @becomeawendybird / ao3 (13k) ONE SHOT

The university class where he met Louis was the beginning of the end for Harry. It took all of an hour for him to figure out that he was in love with Louis, and there was no way around it. It was a part of his DNA; he was tall, he had green eyes, and he was in love with Louis Tomlinson. Louis was his soulmate, and they were going to be together. Eventually.

Harry is willing to wait as long as he needs to for his best friend to realise that they’re supposed to be together, but it kills him to watch Louis struggle in his relationship with Mackenzie. All Harry wants to do is be supportive, and sometimes that’s all it takes. BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS

We’ll Rise Up by @suddenclarityharry / ao3 (18k) ONE SHOT

“So,” Liam begins with a smile, “you were the associate pastor at your last church?”

“Yes,” Louis can already feel himself scrunching down in his seat, shrinking against even the reminder of the church he was forced from.

“Was that a good experience for you?” Liam steeples his hands in front of him as he leans his elbows on the desk in interest.

“It was for a while but, to be honest, things ended rather badly,” Louis leans forward too, he needs to get this out and he wants to tell Liam everything, have everything on the table.

Leaning forward even more, Liam seems to be looking for the same thing, “What happened?”

Louis can feel the trembles in his hands again, so he sits on them, biting his lip before admitting, “They found out I’m gay.”

In the hallway, there’s a terribly loud thump and then a grunt of pain and Louis twists around to see Harry, sprawled out on the ground just outside the doorway.

Or Louis is a Pastor with no church and a heart filled with uncertainty. Pastor Payne is more than willing to give Louis a new place to work, but it’s Music Director Harry that helps him rebuild his faith. RELIGIOUS

(We Will Be) As If Chosen by @alivingfire / ao3 (35k) ONE SHOT

There’s not a royal in the world who doesn’t carry some sort of secret, and Prince Louis has more than his fair share. To protect himself and his family, Louis withdrew from the public eye and tried to live a quiet life, biding his time until his sister Lottie could take the throne in his stead. Unfortunately for him, the national media and the worst person Louis has ever met team up to bring him kicking and screaming back into the spotlight.

Under the watchful eyes of millions, Louis has to figure out how to keep his carefully constructed house of cards from falling, and the first step to accomplishing that is to keep from falling in love with the irritatingly charming Prince Harry, who just won’t stop showing up and trying to whisk Louis out of the constraints of his boring life.

Or: the course of true love never did run smooth, because sometimes people are stubborn and sometimes people are scared and sometimes, just sometimes, love can cause just as many problems as it solves. MODERN ROYALTY, HATE TO LOVE

73 Questions by @literlarryreal / ao3 (6k) ONE SHOT

Louis is more nervous than usual about filming the upcoming episode of Vogue’s 73 questions. Musician and soon to be actor Harry Styles may have something to do with that. BANTER

silk → kim taehyung & jeon jungkook

⤷ college!au where you somehow steal the hearts of both the campus fuckboy and your best friend

pairing / kim taehyung x reader, jeon jungkook x reader

fluff / angst / smut

warnings / this part is pure smut with a dash of angst, sin at your will

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(updated every sunday)

Originally posted by jjks

You weren’t necessarily a “party person”. Sure, you had gone to a fair share of parties in high school and made your teenage mistakes. But, as you had started university, you wanted to focus on studies and relations with friends rather than uphold a huge social life. You were very content with a night in your room, in comfy clothes and a movie on the television.

So, you didn’t know exactly how you had gotten into this position; Taehyung’s hands rubbing against your womanhood through your thin, soaked underwear and his lips against your neck. All you felt was the way your body moved against his.

His finger found its way into your heat, making a moan escape your lips at the sudden action. He smirked against your neck as he pumped his digits into you and continued to leave marks along your collarbone.

You gripped onto his shoulders, sure to leave marks the next day, as he bit and sucked at your skin. His fingers never lost power and quickness as he scissored and stretched you. You were already a writhing, moaning mess under his touch.

He detached himself from your neck and looked down at you. His eyes were full of complete lust, dark and daring as he watched you squirm with pleasure. His light hair stuck to his forehead in sweat, making him look even more like a sin.

You were leaning up to watch what he was doing to you when your phone rang from the beside table of whoever’s room you two were in. 

But, Taehyung didn’t seem to mind. Not in the least. He just continued kissing your body, trailing kisses down your collarbone, to the valley in between your breasts, to your stomach. You watched him, completely blocking out the vibration of your phone ringing, as he smirked and pulled your underwear down and throwing them over his shoulder.

Your phone continued ringing as his lips made contact with your heat. His tongue was just as sinful as you imagined, licking a long and agonizingly slow strip along your folds before completely ravishing you and eating you as though he was starving. Your back ached and you let out a loud moan, engulfed in pleasure and unready for the roughness of his tongue.

He paused just as you were going to release, and whispered lowly “aren’t you going to answer the phone?”

Your eyes grew wide. There was no way you were going to answer the phone with him making you a complete mess. But, before you could shake your head and tell him to return to what he was doing, he reached to the side and answered the phone, placing it by your ear. He smirked, and moved his fingers faster inside you.

“Y/n? Where did you go?” Jungkook’s voice asked through the phone, his tone full of worry.

Taehyung slowly returned to his position in between your legs, licking slowly at your folds. You watched him and swallowed.

“I’m fine, I just needed some air.” you told him, even though your voice was strained and you had trouble forming the one sentence.

“You don’t sound fine.” he replied. “Where are you? We can go home if you want. I know you didn’t want to come, and I…”

You blocked out Jungkook’s voice as Taehyung suddenly got even faster, if that was possible. His tongue found your clit and you had to put your hand over your mouth to stop a moan from escaping.

“Jungkook, it’s fine.” you interrupted. “I’ll meet you in the kitchen in half an hour, yeah?”

“Okay, but…”

You hung up before he could finish. Taehyung watched you, he knew exactly what he was doing to you.

“Taehyung~” you moaned as he entered another finger, pushing in and out of you.

Hearing you moan his name, he only wanted to go faster. His tongue worked incredibly fast against your clit, and his fingers stretched and curled inside you, hitting you in all the right places. It wasn’t long for you to come undone, releasing yourself onto his fingers and mouth.

He cleaned you with his tongue, licking his lips before standing. He moved to hover over you. He stuck his fingers into your mouth, making you taste your own juices from his digits. Your eyes never left each other’s. That was, until you looked down and seen the thick outline of his member in his boxers.

“I need you~” you told him, your voice low and full of lust.

He didn’t need you to say anything else. He stood and removed his boxers, fully revealing his full and hard member. Pumping his shaft a couple of times, he reached for his pants that were earlier discarded to the floor. He pulled out a condom and swiftly put it on, you watching intently from the bed.

Taehyung was at your entrance again, this time rubbing his tip against your opening.

“Are you ready?” he asked, as though he would get a no.

You nodded, moving your hips in a circle to tell him you’re ready. You need him.

He put his hands on your hips and entered into you slowly. You let out a noise in between a sigh and a moan as you felt him inside you, and he groaned above you.

He stayed there, fully inside you, breathing heavily, until you started feeling a slight pain. You tried to move your hips, to motion for him to move, but his hands gripped you too hard at your hips.

“Move…please…” you whimpered.

He let out another breath, whispering something inaudible about tightness, before moving. He didn’t move slowly, like he had when he first entered you. He removed himself almost all the way, before slamming into you. Feeling him fill you and reach places undiscovered, you already were moaning and choked for breath.

Sweat dripped from his forehead onto you as he continued a fast pace. In between rough thrusts, he managed to leave a couple of kisses to your neck. You were sure to have bruises on your hips where he gripped, and hickeys down your body.

He lifted one of your legs to rest on his shoulder, giving him access to hit your g-spot with every thrust.

Never once coming down from his pace, you were already feeling another wave of pleasure coming. You moaned and screamed his name, making his hips snap into you roughly.

With one more thrust, you came undone. You reached for his shoulders, digging your nails into his back as you felt your release erupt and him ride you out of your high.

Your walls tightened with your orgasm, and Taehyung found himself searching for his release too. His thrusts became more needy, sloppy, as he came into the condom inside you.

Panting, he leaned his head into your neck and pulled himself out. The room was now hot, full of the smell of sex and the atmosphere fill of tension.

He walked to the bathroom to rid himself of the condom before returning to the bedroom. When he did, you were trying your best to find your clothes and get dressed with wobbly legs.

Taehyung didn’t know what to say, exactly. Usually, his one-night stands would try to talk to him first, or he would let them sleep and sneak out before they woke. But you weren’t even looking in his direction, and it made him feel awkward; something he hasn’t felt in a while.

You nearly fell as you were attempting to put your jeans back on. Instinctively, he caught you.

“I…um…” he started, but you quickly interrupted.

“I have to meet Jungkook. I won’t see you tomorrow.” you said, pulling your shirt back on. “This,” you motioned to the entire room. “didn’t happen.”

He stared at you, watching how you acted as though nothing just happened. That never happened before, especially to him.

Kim Taehyung was the one person you had never imagined to ever talk to, let alone sleep with. He was a complete fuckboy, and the most you two had ever said to each other was him hitting on you, and you replying with a sassy remark. You had never liked him, or his desire to fuck every female on campus. How had you let yourself fall under his spell?

You left without another word, going to find your best friend and ignore whatever just happened.

The next day, you were having trouble walking. Jungkook had noticed how you were more quiet than usual, and decided against questioning you. He would ask later, when you were back to your usual self.

You and Jungkook had been best friends since childhood, so nothing between you two was secretive. So, he figured if something was bothering you, you would tell him. Even if it wasn’t for a little while, he would still be the first to know.

You were sitting at a picnic bench in the courtyard, looking over homework. Jungkook sat across from you. You looked up for only a second, to see Taehyung walking with a couple of friends over Jungkook’s shoulder.

The eye contact only lasted a split second, before you ripped your eyes away and back to Jungkook. Busying yourself with the papers, you ignored the burning feeling of Taehyung’s eyes on you.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, finally.

“What do you mean?” you asked innocently.

“I mean, you have been acting strange since last night.” Jungkook stated, watching you avoid his eye contact. “Listen, I know you didn’t want to go to the party and I’m sorry for making you come, but if you’re mad at me or…”

“Kook, I’m not mad at you.”

“Then tell me what’s wrong.”

You bit the inside of your cheek. You really couldn’t. Sure, he was your best friend and you both shared everything (including an apartment), but your sex lives was something neither of you ever discussed. It was a silent agreement to avoid the subject.

“I can’t.” you whispered. “Can we drop it? I’m fine.”

“You keep saying that, but…”

He stopped suddenly. You looked up at him, finally meeting his eyes. He wasn’t looking at you, though. He was looking at your neck. Shit.

“Who gave you that?” he asked.

Your eyes grew wide as he reached for your scarf. There were a couple of hickeys that were extremely dark, and you tried your best to hide them. It wasn’t enough.

“Y/n, who gave you that?” he asked again.

You froze. For the first time, you couldn’t read his expression. He moved your scarf, only to reveal more of them scattered throughout your neck and collarbones. 

When you didn’t answer, he scoffed. He stood and said “I’ll be home, I won’t expect you to be.”

You were going to say something, but he was already walking away.

When you went to grab your things, you seen Taehyung watching from the distance.

~~

i hope you enjoyed! be on the lookout for part 2!

YOI Fan Rec Friday

Hey everyone!! Sorry for uploading this so late, I’ve had a really busy day! Thank you for all your recs this week, I couldn’t include them all so if your rec isn’t on this post it will most likely be on next week’s list :)

Rec’d by anonymous:
over and over by Ceta, Teen, 24k
Victor meets Yuuri in a bathroom. They hit it off from there.

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Rec’d by @ria-channn :
The blood in our veins by Ria_channn, Gen, 1.1k (WIP)
When Victor Nikiforov, first prince of St. Petersburg sneaked out with his personal attendant and best friend out of the palace to attend a commoners’ party, he doesn’t expect to get swept off of his feet by a drunk Japanese man.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Devil Wears Gucci by Multiple_Universes, Mature, 23k (WIP)
Christophe Giacometti watched the new interviewee walk out of Victor’s office. Everything about him was wrong from the clothes and the haircut to his general attitude and walk. At the same time there was something naïve about him and Chris was prepared to bet that he’d just graduated from college. “Who is that sad little person?” he asked Victor. “Are we doing a before and after piece I don’t know about?”

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Rec’d by @fisukisuki :
Fire series by IllyasJames, M-E, 9.7k
College the time to have fun and be wild. At least that is Phichit’s intention. So being paired with a roommate who rather stays in was not what he had thought. Then again he is a minor, so having one that doesn’t party did mean he couldn’t get drunk either. So when he finds out that Yuuri does know how to party you can’t blame him for dragging him to a party off campus. Maybe he should have been more adamant in asking why Yuuri never drank before.

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Rec’d by anonymous and anonymous:
To Boldly Go by xylophones, Teen, 29k
A year in the life of badass science officer Yuuri Katsuki, Captain Viktor “Team Mom” Nikiforov, and simultaneously the best crew and worst crew in Starfleet history.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Golden Sun and Midnight Moon by DiamondWinters, Gen, 9.5k (WIP)
Golden Sun Café opened early every day, 5am to be exact. The owner, one Victor Nikiforov was an early riser. Always up with the sun, rain or shine. He’d have freshly ground coffee pipping hot and ready to go the moment those doors opened.Yuuri Katsuki owns a nightclub called the Midnight Moon and typically sleeps all day, just to work all night. Save for the one morning when he needs a little pick-me-up to take care of some business needs during business hours.

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Rec’d by anonymous and anonymous:
Vintage Romance for Modern Lovers by Pickitup, Explicit, 5.6k
Yuri wants to seduce Victor but has no idea how so turns to the internet for guidance. Shenanigans ensue.

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Rec’d by @paxohana :
Say You’ll Never Let Me Go by Clarinda0110, Gen, 6.5k
Yuuri’s a dime a dozen artist, who had never sold a single piece of his work. In a last ditch effort to make it, Yuuri creates a statue out of marble. A vision of a man that has come to Yuuri in his dreams. He calls him Viktor. What happens when you’re handed your dream and you find out that you don’t want it.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
A simple misunderstanding by Cheyenne Agreste (Miraculous_Holder), Gen, 515 words
Yuuri knew very well how far into the gutter Phichit’s mind could get.
He decided to do something about it.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Pancakes in the Morning by ajwolf, Teen, 5.3k
A year ago Yuuri drank 16 glasses of Champagne and ended up in bed with Viktor. He didn’t know what to call what they had now, but he should have known better then to fall in love with a playboy. A year ago Viktor fell in love with the shy wallflower who had asked him to dance and then seduced him on the pole. He should have told him he loved him.

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Rec’d by @artdefines06:
Fatum ad Momentum by maydei, Teen, 42k (WIP)
These are the moments that were lost in the rush for the Gold, and the things that were built within them. A re-evaluation of everything, from day one, the real day one. From, “Be my coach, Victor!!” And how trust, friendship, and love were built from there. Through Victor’s eyes, the story unfolds—the journey and experience of knowing Yuuri.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
no chandelier or spotlight (see you better lit) by drowsycyborg, Mature, 7k (WIP)
the one in Viktor is an actor and Yuuri is his no-name writer friend and they pretend to date.

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Rec’d by @omgkatsudonplease and anonymous:
The Suffering of Potya by kiaronna, Teen, 3.8k
At first, Potya believes he’s going to the veterinarian. This means a great deal of cursing from Yuri, as he tries to unsuccessfully lure Potya into the pet carrier. But as in all things, his human wins, and Yuri stalks out the door with carrier in hand, only twenty minutes late. Potya accepts his fate.
Soon, he realizes greater horrors are in store for him: Yuri’s dropped him off with the dopey poodle couple, the snuggly and curly bastards.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Write Me In C Major by Thehobbem, Teen, 55k (WIP)
Victor Nikiforov has just won his fifth GP and Worlds gold medals and doesn’t know where to go from here - but falls in love with Katsuki Yuuri’s music at first hearing. Meanwhile, Yuuri is just trying to bounce back from (what he thinks is) a series of flops when his idol shows up with absurd requests.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Structure of Trust by Axlaida, Teen, 52k
After a mission went horribly wrong, ex-CIA agent Yuuri Katsuki needed a career change, and Private Security was recommended by his former boss, Celestino Cialdini. Now trained as a bodyguard, Yuuri wants to overcome his past mistake and planned to take on his first assignment with confidence.When he heard that famous figure skating coach Yakov Feltsman had received multiple threats over the coming months and was the client to his first assignment, he was thankful that he hadn’t been assigned to bodyguard the coach. Yet, he never imagined he’d be hired as Victor Nikiforov’s bodyguard.

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Rec’d by @fullmetalkarneval13 :
Hopelessly Devoted by nerdlife4eva, Mature, 13k
As Yuuri adjusts to life in Russia as Viktor continues to be excited about the progression of their relationship. When Buzzfeed requests their participation in a love-themed Valentine’s Day couples article, Victor jumps at the chance, dragging a reluctant (but loving) Yuuri along with him.

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Rec’d by anonymous and anonymous:
clean up on aisle five by alipiee, Gen, 5.3k
(In which Viktor finds any excuse he can to see the cute boy who works at the supermarket

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Rec’d by @hawsome :
Radiance by hawesome_writes_poorly, Gen, 5k
In Zemlya, many people can aspire to become students of magic. Stars were the greatest mystery of anything within the magical ranks. No longer did anyone go into magic hoping to grow a star like most magicians did thousands of years ago. It was easier to charge common-folk for potions and spells than to do the impossible. To even witches, the dream of growing a star was an impossible fairytale. But then Yuri fell from the heavens.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
For Anything by Harky21, Gen, 6.4k
The last year skating and living with Victor has felt like a dream to Yuuri. When Victor gets injured at the Grand Prix Finals, the two learn that love and support mean more than any medal ever could.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Fragile, Handle With Care by vodkawrites, Teen, 17k (WIP)
The Pen Pal AU where Victor and Yuuri are pen pals but neither know who the other person really is that no one ever asked for.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Tsesarevich lives! by mtothedestiel, Explicit, 44k (WIP)
Victor is an orphan with no name, no family, and no memory of a time before he was ten years old. Could he really be the missing Nikiforov heir? An adventure across Europe with two conmen will lead him to the answer.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Don’t fly past me, darling (I’ve been in love with you since the beginning) by sibylla, 7k (WIP)
A drunken night at Phichit’s leads to Yuuri’s photos splashed across the Daily Prophet. A month later, World Quidditch Champion Viktor Nikiforov, Yuuri’s idol and not-so-secret crush, shows up at Hogwarts. His reason? To coach Yuuri.

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Rec’d by @yuurioniceismylife :
Bound to Please by paxton1976, Mature, 40k (WIP)
By a small twist of Fate, Viktor and Yuuri meet in the Katsuki’s secondhand bookstore ‘Bound to Please’. Friendship comes fast as they offer something the other has never experienced before. As they strengthen and grow individually, they realize the other holds the pieces to make them whole.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Canoe-dling: Not Prohibited by shereadsthestars, Mature, 12k
Yuuri is a seasoned counselor at Camp Okenoko who thought he was in for just another run of the mill, shenanigan filled summer with his friends. But he could not have been more wrong as he’s inevitably blindsided by the newest arrival. Enter one Viktor Nikiforov, who’s got the charms and good looks to woo whomever he pleases, and who’s interest is instantly peaked by none other than, Yuuri Katsuki.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Bulge (Don’t Bring a Weapon to a Public Beach) by nagoyadelay, Mature, 2.9k
Victor posts a photo of Yuuri on instagram without realizing that it’s somewhat suggestive. A thirsty skating fandom collectively loses their shit.

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Rec’d by @fiorelilyicecastle :
All things must die (except you and I) by Fiorelily, Mature, 24k (WIP)
Yuuri is used to being the creepy God of Death in the corner that no one dares talk to. He’s the harbinger to end all things and the world’s sorrow lands on his doorstep with every new shade. When the God of Spring, with his shining smile and silver-minted hair, tramples on the God of Death’s moment, the Unseen one’s wrath is terrible. Even worse is when Viktor creates an eternal spring of life to fly in the face of Yuuri’s entire purpose.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
The Selection by Galloping_Monroe, Mature, 70k (WIP)
Returning home on the tail end of an injury that ends his dancing career, Yuri Katsuki is trying to find his future again. As a Five, he knows his options are limited, but when he finds an invitation to Crown Prince Victor Nikiforov’s Selection, he is convinced by a friend to apply.He never thought he’d be Selected. When he is, he finds that his world is changed forever, and that the Crown Prince is not exactly what he’d expected.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
Kintsugi by witchbane, Explicit, 78k (WIP) ***Graphic depictions of violence (check the tags!)
Yuuri Katsuki is a hitman burdened with a debt he can never repay. His target: Viktor Nikiforov, next Pakhan to one of the most dangerous families in the Russian mafia.When the two are drawn into a treacherous alliance after a mission gone wrong, the bonds of love and loyalty to family and duty begin to unravel—even as they get more tangled up in each other.

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Rec’d by anonymous:
touch me, save my life by keskasi, Explicit, 6.9k (WIP)
A catalogue of first times.


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redhead

*Sectumsempra*

Lily: No! Harry! 

James: *panicking* I know that spell from somewhere, Blondie needs help immediately. Merlin’s pants Myrtle he’s not dead STOP shouting!

Lily: He’s about to be, it can’t be.. no. That bloody book, that is a very dark spell Jamie

Sirius: Trust me knows, he was hit by it.

Lily: WHAT?!

James: *through his teeth* Padfoot!

Sirius: We are all dead Prongs, it doesn’t matter if she knows or not really.

James: You son of a–

Sirius: Bitch. I know, I lived with her for sixteen years.

Lily: Who?

James: Doesn’t matter.

Lily: *fuming* I. said. WHO

James: *giving up* Snivellus. Dumbledore healed me pretty fast, I didn’t have many scars so I decided to keep it to myself than to hurt you.

Sirius: Speak of the devil

*Snape heals Draco and comes back to order Harry to bring his school bag*

Lily: He’s gonna have to give that stupid book to him eventually

Sirius: *smirking* Not necessarily

Lily: Sirius, I will drag you to hell myself and hand you over to Walburga if you don’t shut it.

James: He’s going to the Room of Requirements to hide his book, I can’t believe we didn’t include that in the Map.

Lily: Jamie, this is so not the time love.

James: Alright alright, got it.

*Snape checks Harry’s copy of Advanced Potion Making”

Sirius: Seriously Harry? Roonil Wazlib and the best you can come up with is “That’s my nickname”?

Lily: He’s in so much trouble, he’s done for–

James: Lily calm down a little.

Lily: He almost killed that boy!

Sirius: Well he’s up to something for Voldemort, didn’t you see his arm?

Lily: Doesn’t mean he has to die! Don’t you ever think of Regulus and how he was forced into all of this?

James: LILY!

Sirius: Don’t you dare talk about him again Evans.

Lily: I– I’m sorry.

*“Well, we shall see how you feel after your detentions,” said Snape. “Ten o’clock Saturday morning, Potter. My office.” “But sir…” said Harry, looking up desperately. “Quidditch… the last match of the…” “Ten o’clock,” whispered Snape, with a smile that showed his yellow teeth. “Poor Gryffindor, fourth place this year, I fear”* 

James: That fucking wanker, he did that on purpose. He’s gonna miss the final game. I miss the days with Charlie Weasley, he was one hell of a captain *both Sirius and Lily don’t talk* I will never understand why he went for dragons instead of eternal glory on the field.


*Day of the match and Harry’s detention*

Sirius: Snivellus didn’t just give him our detentions to go through.

James: Yes, yes he did.

Sirius: Merlin I hate him more than I did 20 years ago, I never thought that was possible.

Lily: *shyly* He does that to make sure he reads your name, Sirius. Harry is used to his comments about James but your absence is new to him. He’s just being his cruel self.

Sirius: Well fuck him, Jamie how is the game going? 

James: Not bad, not bad at all. Redhead is actually pretty good.

*Hour and a half later*

James: *cheering* THEY WON! 

Lily: *surprised* Really?

James: Redhead caught the snitch! I can’t believe this, they won!

*half an hour later*

Sirius: Harry’s off of detention and he’s going to the common room now.

James: Well, a pleasant surprise will be waiting for him.

Lily: Ah look at them, there’s Ginny oh.. OH! Well that’s a way to celebrate

Sirius: YES! LOOK AT THE LITTLE FAWN

James: *dancing* SHE’S A REDHEAD MY DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE

Sirius: *grinning* Resemblance is uncanny.

Lily: Harry, love maybe that’s enough, Ron is watching.

James: And she loves Quidditch

Lily: Molly’s gonna be happy

Sirius: Happy is a very underrated word but wait til the twins find out.

James: And have you seen one of her Bat-Bogey hexes? That girl is awesome.

Sirius: If you are done swooning over your future bride Prongs..

Lily: He secretly wanted them to be together since he rescued Ginny from the Chamber of Secrets, leave him be. It took Harry sometime to take his head out of his ass to see Ginny.

Sirius: *smirking* Evans! That’s your son you are talking about and that reminds me of someone.

Lily: *smiling* Oh shut it Black.

James: Nice one Pads, he’s right you know. Everyone knew you were swooning over me for a good six months before you finally accepted you liked me.

Lily: Except for you, Jamie.

James: Whatever. It’s like us but involving a lot less hexes.

Sirius: He’s like a teenager girl whose two favourite characters finally got together.

James: Fuck off Pads.

Lily: He was like that when you and Remus got together, too.

James: So what? Can’t I be happy for people I love?

Sirius: Sure you can but maybe be a little less enthusiastic?

James: *raising an eyebrow* You are one to talk

Sirius: Okay, got it. I’m out.

Lily: What just happened?

James: Nothing important. Ah! Look at them walking around in the castle talking, if her hair was a bit darker they would look exactly like us.

Lily: *putting his head on James’ shoulder* You are relentless.

James: Tell me you don’t like this.

Lily: I love it.

James: Exactly my point.

dungeons & witches [ richie tozier x reader ] pt.1

summary: (name) is rumored to be a witch and richie want’s to find out the truth. he also has this dorky crush oml

words: 1 910

a/n: this is written for @superwolfiestar ‘s “Beauty and the Beast Halloween prompt challenge”! this is day 8 and prompt witch. Also, I used @horrificmemes 
31 Horrific Days v2 [October Writing Challenge] ! same day, prompt basement. i just love the movie IT so much i can’t–

PART 2.

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MASTERLIST.

All of Derry middle school knew who (Name) (Lastname) is…Or, at the very least, the rumors about her. The said girl spent most of her time in solitude, hardly looking up from her books, but it was said that when she did decide to gaze at the general audience that always seemed to be surrounding her, her eyes would shine like small diamonds in a kaleidoscope of colors, and whose ever eyes she met would turn to stone. (Latsname) had a few friends that always tagged along, but they too bit into the rumors and avoided her gaze. There was even gossip, one time a year back, that she had charmed her friends and that’s why they never left her side. Even Greta did not dare to look at her directly. Carrying around old books in complex writings did not help to clear her name, either.  Everyone just assumed that they were filled with spells and curses, when in reality…It was only Estonian since you’re only partly American.

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Restless Nights

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: Neither of you meant for it to happen, but now Bucky can’t sleep without you, and you can’t sleep without him.

Warnings: fluff, sexual innuendos, swearing, third-person, very little plot (just something fun, idk), unedited, more trash writing (but like, trashier than usual because I’m trapped in an angst-ridden hole with my other fics)

A/N: Forgot this was stuck in my drafts. I kinda rushed to finish this because there was one huge section that was incomplete and I didn’t want to leave it untouched for another month. So, here it is. I’ll find another day to edit it. Think of this as a rough copy. It might be choppy. Whoops. This is more like four drabbles put together. 

Word Count: 2,102

“RESTLESS NIGHTS” MASTERLIST

WHEN BUCKY’S ATTITUDE necessitated a slap to the wrist, Tony, with all the subtlety of a Times Square billboard, decided to scour the Tri-State Area for the best therapist that the Stark’s money could afford. It was a warning. No words were said out loud, but the message was pretty damn clear: don’t taint the newest member of the team, or the good Stark Avenger name.

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The Better Rogers

Summary: In which a football game with all of the Avengers helps you determine who’s the better Rogers.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Word Count: 2,212

A/N: This one is especially written for the forever beautiful @beccaanne814-blog ! Becca, my love, I hope you are having an amazing day because that’s exactly what you deserve. I’m so grateful to have you in my life and I hope you enjoy this! 

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“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Are you sure you want to do this?“ You counter, lips tilting up into a smirk.

“Okay.” Steve shrugs, adjusting the sleeves of the red shirt that was made especially for this occasion. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Y/N!” Tony yells from across the field. He has his arms crossed over his chest and his frown is visible even from this distance. “Stop fraternizing with the enemy!”

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Talks Machina Highlights (Spoilers through E86)
  • Secret Denise message of the week: “He who sees my face will be cursed for a thousand years.” As you do.
  • Sam makes his entrance gagged and with his hands tied while the rest of the cast points and yells “shaaame” at him.
  • Laura thought Scanlan was screwing with them and kept waiting for him to turn around.Travis notes that they can usually talk people out of that kind of choice, and Marisha realized Scanlan was actually leaving when the conversation started going around in circles and there were no easy solutions.
  • Taryon was not supposed to appear in 85 at all. Midway through the show, Matt called Sam over and told him Taryon was going in tonight. “Why?” Matt: “’Cause… why not?” At that point, Sam had virtually no backstory planned for Taryon and didn’t even have Doty named yet. Matt: “…I can say that was a miscommunication and I thought that was the intent?” Matt told Sam they’d figure out Taryon once the party knew where they were going next, and Sam took that to mean in the next episode, so Matt sort of accidentally threw him in at the deep end.
  • Sam: “I did not do any of that to hurt you as people or characters, I did not mean any sort of betrayal by it. It just felt like the right thing to do… and the tasty way to do it.” Taliesin notes he’s had e-mails after a break-up that sounded just like that. Matt was tense through the whole thing.
  • Taliesin: “You’ve proven that we can bring in a new character and it works.” Liam keeps thinking of the pre-stream game and missing Scanlan. Marisha realized she was putting away her d12s because she only ever used them when Scanlan gave her inspiration.
  • Vex felt like she and Scanlan really understood each other because they both put up fronts, and now she’s starting to doubt that.
  • Liam notes that Scanlan was the only one who really managed to get through to Vax during his nosedive.
  • While Scanlan was out, Sam had time to think about how Scanlan would feel when he woke up, and he couldn’t really justify why Scanlan would stick around. He thought it would be really difficult to make it seem believable for Scanlan to stick around when he was that miserable, so a break made sense.
  • Liam: “With a little space from this, it was brilliant.”
  • Sam: “Some of the things that Vex said to Scanlan changed his plan. My initial intent was to leave solo, alone, and you guys all convinced me to stay with Kaylie.”
  • Liam points out that VM doesn’t really keep their guard down anymore, so they’re pretty wary of Taryon, although Grog’s on board now that they’ve beat him up (”I’ve done all the insight checking that’s needed”), and Percy’s on board because he’s excited to have a nerd-buddy and a very useful distraction.
  • It was Grog’s idea to beat up Tary and Doty, because he was worried about them possibly getting the rest of his friends killed if they weren’t able to hold their own.
  • Laura points out it was more of an audition than a hazing–they did it to their staff at the Keep. Marisha reminisces that she turned into a giant scorpion for the first time during that scene and scared off a lot of them on the spot. Vex shot an arrow at Jarrett, and he side-stepped and made eye contact, and she knew he’d be sticking around.
  • Taryon is inspired by the likes of Richard Branson and Tony Stark. The pitch to Matt: “I wanna be a guy with no skill at all who has bought everything he can do, if he has a problem he just throws money at it, and he wants to be a brave, daring adventurer and has no skill to back it up,” and Matt immediately thought of the artificer class. Matt: “In theory, without any of his equipment, he’d be a level 2. The equipment’s what brings him up to level 13.”
  • Percy stopped feeling threatened by Taryon when he realized he needed magic to build his stuff. “We can do a Bruce Banner-Tony Stark kind of thing.” Sam points out that Taliesin actually knows some of the stuff Percy talks about, whereas the simple machines Taryon talked about so condescendingly were the actual limit of Sam’s technical knowledge.
  • Marisha leans towards Keyleth mostly just using the elemental spells that she’s completed her Aramente for.
  • Vex thought of Scanlan as the dad of the group, the one you went to if you didn’t know what else to do. Sam, whispering: “…I’m so sad right now.”
  • Brian: “The first person who can open a fucking door should be the leader of Vox Machina forever.”
  • Liam on Vax: he was a total fuck-up, didn’t have a purpose, and that got flipped on its head. Vax thinks another shoe is gonna drop from the Raven Queen, but he’s not rushing towards that; he wants a little private time. “It’s a weird thing, being Fate-Touched in a game of chance.” He’s currently waiting for instruction, but doesn’t really know where to go. From Matt’s perspective, the Raven Queen’s set him on a path and has outlined the general direction, and until that path needs to be corrected, she’ll leave him to keep walking. But without training, Vax doesn’t really know how that connection works.
  • Travis thinks Grog would do okay one-on-one against Kevdak now.
  • A fan points out that Matt was silent for 18 minutes during the party’s confrontation with Scanlan. Matt loved it, because it let him become a member of the audience. “That’s the reward for all the hard work.”
  • Matt re: Keyleth potentially taking on True Resurrection as a ninth-level spell: “There’s an interesting disconnect between the mechanics of the game and a realistic narrative.” He feels that there needs to be a necessary, very important purpose for that person that didn’t get completed. Marisha mentions that there are some spells that Keyleth wouldn’t be comfortable with (same as Pike not using some spells), and that True Resurrection would be difficult. She’s excited about True Polymorph, though.
  • Matt had to tell Sam that Scanlan did not hear Grog’s contribution to the resurrection ritual–Grog unfortunately failed his contribution. Sam: “I will say as Sam Riegel listening to Travis Willingham’s song… legit tears.”
  • Doty is not quite as strong as rules-as-written, but is a little smarter so he can read and write. Liam: “But can he love?”
  • Matt points out that a lot of the show’s narrative stems from relationships, so it seemed natural that romances would start up in the game. Laura: “[Liam and Marisha] had to deal with all of us acting like asshole fucking schoolchildren.” Travis: “I just want the story to be good. I just want nudity and good story. I don’t care where it’s from.”
  • Marisha and Liam went out to lunch to talk Vax/Keyleth once it looked like things were heading that way to make sure everyone was on board and comfortable with it.
  • Sam thinks Scanlan would be very skeptical of Taryon and would think he’s an asshole and would be on board with pretty much everything that’s happened.
  • Liam hopes for a bit of overlap between Scanlan and Taryon. Sam: “Oh god…”
  • Sam honestly doesn’t know if we’ve seen the last of Scanlan.
  • Percy does not want to return to Whitestone in a permanent sense at all, but Taliesin notes that it doesn’t matter, because he has to, and he understands that responsibility’s part of being titled. He doesn’t think Percy will ever take power, but if it comes up, he has ideas of how he could be useful.
  • Brian: “Is there anything special you want to do for episode 100?” Liam: “Wear some pants, please.” Matt: “No. Never.”
  • Matt sighs heavily when everyone suggests a bodyswapping episode. Sam: “We’re doing it, Matt. Someday.” Matt: “…so hackneyed.”
  • Brian: “Oh, I forgot about Alpha! Probably because it hasn’t worked for months.”

After-Dark:

  • Sam would be down for playing both Scanlan and Taryon.
  • Everyone was pretty okay with Taryon not knowing their names. Marisha: “That seems like something we’d do.”
  • Brian asks where the giant mug is right now. Sam points out that it’s literally sitting on a shelf behind Brian, in the same shot as him. Sam’s new mug was a gift from Laura ages ago.
  • At the time, Vex thought hanging onto the deck was the smart thing to do, but after the conversation with Scanlan, she decided it was better to give it back to Grog. Travis had games and games of guilt-trips planned. Percy was planning to build fake magical cards with a bit of flashpowder.
  • Matt reveals that Fenthras was already Exalted when Vex got it. Laura, slumping dejectedly and extremely dramatically on the couch: “Fucking hell, I’ve got all this fuckin’ shit I’ve been working on!”
  • Exalted is the next level after Awakened for Vestiges. More info in the campaign guide.
  • Liam: “What if Pike was hit with love at first sight for Taryon?” Everyone just goes silent while they ponder that.
guess it’s just another night alone

part two in the frat!ABO series for @kevystel (part one here)

The summer between Junior and Senior years Victor Nikiforov becomes completely unavoidable.

Victor is on principle, Yuuri suspects, an unavoidable person.  Last year he became the first Junior to run and be elected student body president.  He’s the lacrosse team’s star midfielder, leading the team in three undefeated seasons since Freshman year.  He’s president for Alpha Chi, one of three pre-eminent alpha-exclusive fraternities on campus.  His best friend is Christophe Giacometti, which means he’s always present at crew parties, usually hovering in the corner of Yuuri’s eye.  He’s the kind of unavoidable where he’s always catching his sleeve on Yuuri’s as they reach for the same cup.  Their elbows smell like the same chalk, their fingers smell like the same brand of tobacco.  It’s a sign of spending three years on the same campus together and developing habits, Yuuri is absolutely sure.  

But then Victor becomes a different type of unavoidable.

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Something Just Like This

Summary: AU. This is the story of an ordinary couple with an extraordinary love.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,652 (without lyrics)

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, pregnancy, mentions of bullying, illness, and death, song fic style

A/N: This is my oneshot submission for the poetic noble land mermaid @whothehellisbella and her Bella’s Cool Time Summer Jamz Mix Writing Challenge. My song prompt was Something Just Like This - The Chainsmokers, Coldplay. I hope you approve and enjoy!

Originally posted by duckybarness

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Sugar? Yes, Please (M)

Summary: SugarDaddy!Yoongi AU. You’re a college student with an aspiration for journalism, but the traumatic experience of being broke and lonely gives you an opportunity to try out something new: become a Sugar Baby.
Genre: Smut 
Words: 8,216
Warnings: Daddy kink, age difference
A/N: This was originally supposed to be separated into two parts, but I figured just screw it; we’re all thirsty for Yoongi, so I’ll keep it all in one. Please enjoy this monster of a fic because it took me literal days and I am so done with myself.

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Two Nights Stand Epilogue

Summary: (Modern Au) After a bad breakup, your roommate insists that you need to a one night stand to end your dry spell. Following her advice, you have a bad one night stand with Bucky Barnes, but what happened when you are forced to spend time with him?

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 3886

Warnings: This is vaguely inspired by a movie of the same name. GUYS SO MUHC FLUFFY

Catch up with Two Night Stands here

Three months after that night

“How do I look?’ You ask your boyfriend. You are wearing a baby pink dress with matching heels. “You look amazing, sweetheart. The bride will be jealous of your beauty.” He says, smiling sweetly at you. You give him a peck on the lips and sit on his lap.

“You are cheesy, Barnes. Peggy is going to look incredible, Steve is one lucky man.” He laughs, hugging you by the waist “He is but not as much as me.” You roll your eyes at him, fixing his tie “If you say so, James… I am not going to argue with you.”

“I’m going to miss you during the ceremony.” He says, kissing your shoulder. You are going to miss him too. You don’t know anyone at the wedding with the exception of him and the happy couple.

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Some of the posts on my dash have reminded me of certain facts. Which of course set of the little cogs within my brain turning with new crack possibilities…

It is the middle of the Clone Wars, and Asajj Ventress has sworn vengeance upon Count Dooku for the way he betrayed her. Her attempt to use Savage Oppress to obtain her revenge has failed, and the assault on Dathomir has taken a horrendous toll on her Nightsister brethren. And yet, Mother Talzin has shown that Dooku’s defences are not impenetrable. As she kneels amid the barren ruins of her ancestral village, Asajj calls upon the ghostly matron for advice.

The spectre reveals that the method she used is not available to Ventress - not only is she not trained in the deeper Nightsister mysteries but she does not have access to a convenient lock of Dooku’s hair, and have I mentioned how desperately I want the story about that? I mean, how the hell did Talzin manage to get it - what self respecting Sith doesn’t take care not to leave pieces of themselves where practitioners of Dark Magics can get them?

Anyway, that’s obviously not an option here, but Ventress needs to find a way to get past Dooku’s not inconsiderable defences. Mother Talzin points out that while she may not be able to target him directly, even a mighty Sith Lord cannot rid himself of all his connections. It is a longshot, but it is possible that a spell targeted at another might still be able to affect Dooku tangentially. All they need is a piece of something tightly linked to one who Dooku is still connected to…

The Jedi Temple has upped security since the incident with the Holocron Vault - patrols around the archives in particular have been increased, and the computer systems themselves not carry some rather impressive surprises for those attempting to infiltrate them. Security measures around the Jedi’s personal quarters however is not tight - oh the creche is well protected, but most of the Jedi are spending greater and greater periods on deployment and there is little need to guard empty quarters.   

Which is why no one can work out exactly what Ventress was after - her infiltrating the Temple was not completely unexpected, even if she does seem to be running freelance these days, but she didn’t seem to leave with anything of value! No military systems were breached, the archives are intact, and while some initiates report seeing a strange “Knight” wandering the halls there were no attempts at kidnapping (in fact if anything Ventress appeared to be taken aback by the appearance of children in the halls - they will never know the parade of might-have-beens that filled her mind in that moment). Ventress is just glad no-one caught her raiding certain people’s freshers. It was traumatic enough as it was without having to explain why she was raiding hairbrushes.

So having acquired the necessary materials Ventress returns to Dathomir and within  a one of its many sacred caverns begins the ritual, using all her skills to call upon the Darkness to bring “Yoda’s last Padawan” (or “Most powerful” depending on whatever canon has decided regarding certain apprenticeships) to her for the purposes of vengeance.

She’s not sure what exactly she’s expecting (the tie between Dooku and his former Master may not be strong enough to do anything, and who knows exactly how the spell will achieve it ) but it’s certainly not the flash of light followed by the sudden appearance of a young, blonde, human male who is most definitely NOT Count Dooku.

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Stony Halloween Fic Recs

Thought I’d do some Halloween appropriate fic recs. These vary from fluff to horror, so mind the tags!

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Love a Man in Uniform by orphan_account:  Nothing but an authentic Captain America uniform will do for Tony’s Halloween costume, and luckily for Tony, he knows exactly where he can find one. Steve’s reaction to finding out that his uniform has been appropriated is a little different than Tony expects, though.

Steve Rogers, Casanova Extraordinaire by @stark-spangled-lovers: Telling someone you love them is, in Steve’s book, the hardest things in the entire world.Until it suddenly isn’t.Or: One Halloween party, many magical costumes, and a very confused Tony Stark who has trouble dealing with Steve’s sudden flirting skills.

I Put a Spell on You by @kagekanecavi;   Tony is out costume shopping when things get decidedly hairy.

Last Place, First Kiss by Dormammu:  Tony “wins” last place at the Halloween costume contest. With his spirits crushed, he decides to “celebrate” alone with a plateful of cheese and a serving of solitary manful brooding in the dark. One werewolf will have none of the latter and some of the former.

Tell Me a Story by @missbeckywrites:   Tony is doing fine. Just fine. Until he’s not. Steve notices.

Sexy Soldier Cap by @captainneverever:   Steve buys a completely inappropriate costume for Tony’s party and has to improvise.

Betwixt by tsukinofaerii:  Steve is pulled into an alternate universe that could have been plucked from his nightmares. All he wants to do is get home alive. Tony may have other ideas.

Liquid Lunch by romanoff: Tony’s turned into a vampire. It’s very sad for everyone involved.Especially Steve. Not just because Tony keeps trying to eat him alive. There are other reasons too.“Just let me try a little bit,” he pleads “I won’t take all of it, oh, just a little taste—” He presses his palms flat against the glass and tries to scrape his teeth down the window “I can, I can control myself, promise.” And then he turns those eyes on Steve, looks him straight on, and they’re pleading, and innocent, and really, it’s selfish of him not to give Tony his blood, why would he not, he can’t see any justifiable reason, so he just starts rolling up his sleeve and nodding as Tony salivates into the glass.

Killing Monsters in the Rain by snoozingkitten:  Tony is a werewolf in name only, he’s also a genius and a playboy and the Lord of the house of Stark. When he’s forcibly reminded of his heritage by a crash landing in the East River Forest things go a bit differently than he’d expect. Fantasy AU

In a Heartbeat by @kagekanecavi:   Steve would never just ask someone to give him blood. But when someone is offering themselves, all but begging for him to drink from them, how can he refuse?

What Lies Inside by Penumbren:  When the Avengers discover Captain America in the Arctic sea, they find more than just a new team member: Tony Stark discovers his fated mate. The problem is, Steve Rogers is a man out of his own time and apparently straight, and Tony’s not about to force anything on the man he loves–even if it means his own death. Besides, Tony’s spent his entire life keeping secrets. How can he possibly tell Steve that he’s really Iron Man, let alone a werewolf?

Bound to Take Your Life by silverfoxflower:  “Bite me,” Tony had hissed the first time that they met, and to this day he doesn’t know just how close Steve had been to shoving him to the ground and sinking his canines into Tony’s neck, jaws clamping down until Steve’s mouth tasted of blood and sweat and Tony’s screams died down to a slow whimper.

Iron and Fire by AssistedRealityInterface:  The Stark family has a secret; one they’ve been keeping from their young heir for quite awhile now. When Tony finally finds out the truth, he is pulled into a world he has no understanding of and confronted with an other half he didn’t know he had.

You Know Where to Find Me by @asparrowsfall;  After an Avengers mission goes awry, Steve takes a leave of absence from the team, and he and Tony part on bad terms. But then Steve gets turned into a werewolf, and he finds his shapeshifting linked to his feelings about Tony, who’s had a terrible accident. If Steve never sees Tony again, will he be stuck in wolf form forever?A closely-canon compliant 616 Capwolf story.

What Rough Beast by immoral_crow:  Steve Rogers, super soldier. It’s amazing really that it takes them all so long to work out just what the serum can do… but given enough time all things become apparent. This is a story about love, and loss; the things we would do to be true to ourselves and true to our hearts; and the prices you must pay to do that.

Turn Around (Three Times Before Lying Down) by kellifer_fic: Everyone knows that Tony Stark is a playboy, billionaire philanthropist, but what they don’t know is that he’s also a werewolf. When a government agency known as SHIELD finds out, they use this information to force Tony’s hand and bring him into a new elite lycan field team, codename The Avengers Initiative.Suddenly Tony finds himself playing host to a bunch of lycans, a misplaced God of Thunder and an experimental supersoldier that isn’t as dead as everyone assumed. Can his week get any worse?

The Law Runneth Forward and Back by @sineala:   It’s been three weeks since Tony saved Steve’s life at Mount Rushmore, and they’re not talking about it. It’s going to drive Tony insane. But they’ve got bigger problems, because Nightshade has turned Steve into a werewolf. Again. And all Steve seems to want is to be near Tony.

hooked on you by theappleppielifestyle: "I’m sorry,“ Steve says miserably, but Tony holds up a hand."Whoa, hey, no, not your fault, kid. Um.” Tony drops the hand, because Steve had started looking at his wrist, the mapwork of veins. “So what, it’s like, you open your eyes first thing after getting vamped and, boom, Imprint?”“What?” Steve frowns again. “Tony, no. I’m not a baby duck.”

Collared and Bound by antigrav_vector:  This is utterly self-indulgent trashy supernatural romance fic with trashy smut. You’ve been warned.

I’ve Lost My Soul (series) by tarialdarion:  There’s a List.
And Tony and Steve are working their way through it. (serial killer couple AU)

In Wolf’s Clothing by @laireshi:   Tony gets kidnapped, but breaking out of his cell isn’t a problem. Except then he runs into a werewolf, and things stop looking so good.

Till Death Do Us Part (and Beyond) by @laireshi:   Never let it be said anyone is more stubborn than Tony Stark, especially when he has to bring Steve home.

take me out (and let me hold you tight) by @musicalluna:   Steve daydreams about holding Tony’s hand, and Halloween might just be the best chance he’s got for making dreams reality.

The Little Things Unknown by @coaster:  Tony Stark has three certainties in life: one, that science was where his mind worked best; two, that, since ghosts had become a science, anything was possibe; three, that he would never know if Captain America was that much of a paragon because the man was long dead.The subject of Certainty Three might be sitting at the foot of his bed.~Steve is a ghost. The Avengers bust ghosts. And Tony isn’t sure what to make of Cap here. But hey, at least his other hauntings have stopped, right?

Fe by ncee:  There was something weird about the Captain, it just took three tries for Tony to pinpoint it.

Thirst by velithya:  Tony’s out of blood. Steve has a solution Tony doesn’t like much.

Drug in Your Veins by Raikishi: He sees Steve break, expression vulnerable for a half second. It feels better than it should – to know that Steve still can’t say no to him.Serial Killer!Steve who’s still fiercely protective over Tony and always will be.

Missing and Ravished by SailorChibi:  Officer Tony Stark really did not mean to fall in love with a serial killer.

even death by starkravingcap: “You should turn on your lights,” Steve advises him, as though there isn’t fire and need bubbling under his skin, “You’re beautiful when they catch your eyes.”Tony is standing in front of Steve, between the couch and the beat up coffee table, in the ‘v’ formed by his legs.“You don’t like the light,” Tony reminds him, and he reaches out to touch Steve’s face. His skin is warm and smooth under his palm, “You always say you work better in the dark.”

Ghost in the Wires by soroexitium:  When Steve moves into Avengers mansion he is caught up in strange coincidences. He walks behind an unseen ghost: a ghost who leaves empty spaces all around the manor. It doesn’t make sense, and it sounds crazy until he meets Anthony, a computer simulation programmed by Anthony Stark, who died two years ago. Then it just seems even crazier.

Trying to find the in-betweens by @gottalovev:   The Avengers might be broken up, but Steve can’t stand idly by while someone is publicly threatening Tony’s life.

Ghost of Me by Pearl_Unplanned:  Steve Rogers had been a ghost for as long as he could remember, which was admittedly not very long. Most of that memory span was spent with the one man who could actually see him, Tony Stark.

Wasted on the Dead and Dreaming by LinneaKou: Steve looked right at his friend, and he felt just as disoriented as he had when he woke up in Munich. “What the hell is going on?”Bucky winced. I think you’ve spontaneously developed psychic powers.And well. Wasn’t that just great.When Captain Steve Rogers got back from his tour of duty, he didn’t expect to come back with the ability to communicate with the dead.When Tony Stark moved back into his childhood home, he didn’t expect his dead father to still be inhabiting it.When Tony hired Steve to investigate the ghosts of his family mansion, they didn’t expect to be swept up in cover-ups, corporate sabotage, and murder.Now, time is running out as increasingly disturbing dreams haunt Tony and the ghost of Howard Stark proves to be the least of Steve’s problems. If they’re lucky, maybe they won’t end up ghosts too.

Cold Skin, Burning Heart by @queendophne:  Howard Stark was the greatest inventor, pioneer, entrepreneur and mass murderer of his time. All his murders were like his work, sleek, elegant and extravagant. He was smart and meticulous that he almost never got caught but one small mistake cause his secret to come to light shocking the world. In his suicide note, Howard proudly boasts about his murders. He confessed to murdering his son, Anthony Stark, as one last hurrah before he took his life. Ever since then Stark mansion has been a dangerous and haunted place……Fast forward a hundred years into the future there is young Steve Rogers landing the biggest job of a lifetime: Stark Mansion. Steve has worked so hard to prove the validity of his team, the Avengers, within the Ghost Investigation community and now they were given one of the most coveted job in their field. It was perfect. Especially since it allowed him to escape the disaster that is his personal/love life.

Does  Not Play Well With Others by usedupshiver: While sneaking into the Starks’ abandoned home, Steve makes the startling discovery that even though no Stark is living in the house anymore, not all of them have actually left.

Pint-Sized Revelations by @ashes0909:  One revelation could change everything.

Eventually by AdamantSteve:  Tony’s letters to Steve during the zombie apocalypse.

slipping through the years by often_adamanta:  The plane crash and subsequent ice might have killed him, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t still around, haunting those he cares about. And since the only person who can see him is Tony Stark, death sure isn’t going to be boring.

What Lies Beneath by asktheravens:  All Tony wants is to make amends after a thoughtless reaction leaves him in danger of losing Steve, but a mission intervenes. The Avengers travel to a laboratory in a remote part of Appalachia expecting a routine job, but an ancient evil slumbers within Old Crow Mountain that will test much more than their relationship.

Draining Life by @laglemon:  After a bad break up with Pepper, Tony packed his things and moved into Stark mansion. He refurbished the mansion so that it was more his style and less of his father’s, readying himself for a new life as he tried to recover from the surgery that had removed his arc reactor. He didn’t like being alone, but at least when he was in the mansion, he didn’t have to see everyone pitying him. Besides, here he could work on Extremis without anyone staring over his shoulder.It would be perfect soon.Things would be better with Extremis.After the move in, Tony starts having strange dreams - ones that start getting more and more disturbing as the nights go by.He dreams that there is something buried outside in his yard, hiding beneath the patch of petunias, and it won’t leave him alone.*** Just to point out, the major character death tag is only here because Tony is turned into a vampire. ***

A Cabin in the Woods by nightwalker:  It was supposed to be a relaxing vacation, a chance for them to spend some time as a couple and work out some of the kinks in their relationship. That was before everything got weird.

It’s What You Choose that Counts, In the End by @the-vorkosigan:  A belated Halloween fluff fic (no horror, just dressing up).The Avengers are (re)assembling, if for one evening only. There’s nothing Tony wouldn’t do for his little mentee Kamala Khan. This time Kamala is throwing a Halloween party and her greatest wish is for the Avengers to be there, all together and friends again. Well, Tony is no miracle worker, but he’s managed to convince everyone to at least show up and to dress up in Hogwarts robes too, since it’s a Harry Potter themed party (wait, maybe he is a miracle worker, after all).It’s the first time since the Civil War that they all find themselves in the same place, at the same time. Tony is nervous, but he’s a big boy, he can deal. Or he can until Steve shows up. The first chapter: team assembling, team feels, a shitton of discussion of who chose what Hogwarts house and why. Also, everyone is in shock that Tony is going as a Hufflepuff.The second chapter is all Steve/Tony, so if that’s what you want, you can skip straight to there.   Basically it’s crack, but it’s, eh, melancholic and a little sad and not funny.

The Long Road South by citsiurtlanu:  Zombie apocalypse AU. Steve Rogers is rescued ten years after going into the ice to find the world taken over by the undead, with the man who brought him out being none other than his old flame, Tony Stark. Believing that the serum running through Steve’s veins is humanity’s last hope for finding a cure, they begin the long journey south in order to meet up with Tony’s other contacts - dealing with hordes of biters, living people of varying trustworthiness, and Steve’s own unresolved anger toward Tony for his role in the War along the way.

Gravely, Deadly, Deeply by @winterstar95:  Tony looks at the remains of what he’s done. He looks at it, long and hard. He memorizes the details, the horror. This is his sin to own.or Tony and Steve are caught in a zombie apocalypse and things do not go well.

Post-Death Annuities and Insurance by @everybodyilovedies:  Welcome to Stark Solutions, your number one post-death annuities and insurance agency! Are you worried about outliving your income? Afraid your family won’t have enough money after you die? Then put that dead body to work, and rest in peace knowing your loved ones are taken care of!Steve Rogers is a struggling artist in a world where unemployment rates are sky-high. Zombies are the number one source of blue-collar labor, meaning the baby boomers won’t give up their day jobs even after they’ve died. Steve takes a job as a night guard at Stark Solutions as a way to get by. There, he meets an enigmatic and handsome lab rat named Tony, who works just about as odd hours as Steve. Only not everything is as it seems. There is a mystery surrounding Tony, surrounding Stark Solutions as a whole, and Steve is just unfortunate enough to get tangled up in it.

Tricks and Treats by @wordsplat:   Starkoween is totally a holiday, though it’s mostly an excuse to eat candy, get drunk, and scare the shit out of people. Also, costumes are a Very Important Decision, fangs are fun, and Clint dressing as cupid could really only go one way.

Be Still by @wordsplat:   It’s the end of the world, but it’s not the virus that’s going to kill him.