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Anthropomorphic: Prologue (CrowleyXReader)
The trails.
That's all that mattered.
Though it was no easy task.
Capturing the Demon King was one thing but turning him human was another. Abaddon wasn’t helping when she decided to crash the party by throwing you and Sam into the wooden walls of the rustic church while beating Crowley into a bloody pulp.
Holy oil and a fire show got rid of her easily, and Sam cleaned things around while you helped Crowley sit right side up again.
"Thank you, darling," he breathed out. You nodded in response, but you froze when you noticed his tone. It was soft and filled with gratitude as if he really meant it, but you shook the thought out of yo
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Literature
Anthropomorphic: Prologue (CrowleyXReader)
The trails.
That's all that mattered.
Though it was no easy task.
Capturing the Demon King was one thing but turning him human was another. Abaddon wasn’t helping when she decided to crash the party by throwing you and Sam into the wooden walls of the rustic church while beating Crowley into a bloody pulp.
Holy oil and a fire show got rid of her easily, and Sam cleaned things around while you helped Crowley sit right side up again.
"Thank you, darling," he breathed out. You nodded in response, but you froze when you noticed his tone. It was soft and filled with gratitude as if he really meant it, but you shook the thought out of yo
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Mio Akiyama
18 deviations
Literature
Blunt Weapon: Epilogue (LokiXReader)
Two years have passed since the incident in New York. The city rebuilt itself quite rapidly considering how much damage it took. S.H.I.E.L.D. thought it would be wise for you to have a break after Loki left to Asgard for his trail, but it wasn’t much of a break since not too long after the event Tony started to have horrible panic attack about the incident and more destruction following that. After that, you’ve been busy with missions and trying to piss off Fury to the point his head almost boiled like an egg. The high point in everything was when you came back from one of your missions, Coulson surprised you with a visit in your
Blunt Weapon LokiXReader
16 deviations
Literature
Don't Fear the Reaper: Ch. 3 (LokiXReader)
Days have passed with the exact same thing. Not one single activity anywhere. The crew asking me about myself and who I am, not like I’m going to give them that kind of information. Stark trying everything in his power to see my face. Ha! Good luck with that. Odinson continuously scrutinizing me like a bird of prey which I must say is making me very uncomforable. And Laufeyson making my stay in this place a living hell. Well, not really hell. I’ve been there before, but it’s been centuries since I was last there, so my memory seems a tad bit hazy.
Ugh, Laufeyson. First, it was small childish things, like undoing the lace of
Don't Fear the Reaper LokiXReader
3 deviations
Literature
Nightjar (John Harrison/KhanXReader)
Note: This is the epilogue for "Vengeance." May contain spoilers from “Vengeance” and the app game “Nightjar.”
Warning! Warning! The cryogenic storage has been breached. I repeat. Warning! Warning! The cryogenic storage has been breached.
The alarms echoed and screeched down the vast building. Every spot of the interior flashed a red glare off the metallic walls and floors. Armed Starfleet officers running around the area looking for the one responsible. But it was already too late.
I loaded up my crew, including my lover Khan, into a prototype starship which I was forced to work on before I rebelled and ran into sp
Vengeance John Harrison KhanXReader
5 deviations
Literature
Who are you?
This feeling inside of me
What could all this be?
The feeling of want and need
I can no longer take heed
You're the one I looked up to
I'm here because of you
Is it a crush? Is it a spark?
It's a light in the dark
When you were forced out of here
I've been waiting patiently, my dear
Even when I've found "the one"
My waiting was not yet done
After the years you were gone
I've waited 'til the last dawn
Filled with praise from your return
To realize my heart has been burned
I refuse to believe it
My feelings sank into a pit
You've changed before my eyes
You're those that I despise
People change; better or worse
But the real you has disperse
Is
Poetry
3 deviations
Literature
Untold Savior (SherlockXReader)
It kills me not to know this but I've all but just forgotten
What the color of her eyes were and her scars or how she got them
It’s been two years since the death of Sherlock; since the death of her lover. Agony has taken its toll on the woman. How she wouldn’t eat at all. How she barely slept with the memory replaying in her head every night. How she sanity shattered constantly to the brink of suicide only to be cut short by John and Mary. How every night she took a blade and cut her own wrists.
As the telling signs of age rain down a single tear is dropping
Through the valleys of an aging face that this world has forgotten
Th
One-Shots
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Old Artwork
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Random Stuff
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