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06 Mar 2013
Battlesongs and Soulforges did not often find themselves in those days, those days of ruin and trying to eke out existence in a mountain unwilling to give up iron. Thorin and Balin deemed it a blessing from Aulë, both on their quest and on the house of the Brothers Ri. Bilbo did not understand. Bofur cried.
or, that time Buttons made up an ancient dwarven custom. (warning, unbeta'd.)
"Cherry always told him other Omegas didn't have it much better than he did. They were still fucked whether they wanted it, their bodies still not their own, and beat when they were bad. Sesome just had scars because he was extra bad, horrid. Too horrid to be mated or to have babies. So she took them from him and let anyone use his hole. Sometimes without even having to pay. Maybe he was a horrid Omega because the next thing he knew he was slipping on one of the Alphas' -very soft- sweater, one of the few pants he owned and grabbing the bag of cash that Cherry had left out from their recent drug stash. If there was anything he learned, money- money could get you safety and food. "
Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
10 Apr 2016
Levi’s heat is starting and he’s waiting for his Alpha to come home from work to take care of him.
(bottom!Levi weekend submission - prompts: power, affection, restraint)
*~WRITTEN IN GABRIEL'S POV~*
I did not wanted this battle to happen. To lose one of my brothers. To become the trickster Loki. But I guess with what happened I found someone that I did not expect to be attracted to: a soulmate as they say on one of the hunters name Sam Winchester. I wonder how it will go?
Phoenix, wounded and alone on the battlefield, waits for Miles, his Sire and Bonded Mate...
Fandoms: Shadowhunters (TV), The Mortal Instruments Series - Cassandra Clare, The Shadowhunter Chronicles - All Media Types
11 Nov 2019
“And we played in that pond our parents threw a fit over and then we moved. That pond was amazing. Including the lilies that grew in the water.” That shocked Alec he didn’t remember the details of the pond like she did. “You splashed me with the water.”
He smiled though, “you did like that pond, we would be ankle deep splashing—”
“Alec,” Isabelle was suddenly very grave, “you were the only one that would go into the pond. Do you not remember? You would go out there in the middle of the night and be standing in the middle of the water. It would only happen every now and then, but soon it started happening every night. I would watch mother rush out of the house in a panic because you weren’t in bed— anywhere inside— and you would be standing in that pond. You really don’t remember the pond?”