Can we please normalize fandom crossovers ya'll. Especially when it comes to to unconveinal fandoms that don't go together. Like yeah. Putting Marvel and DC together makes scense. The two biggest superhero franchises on the planet. But I want to put Superman and a Modern Sinners Au so bad it's crazy ya'll.
A Souther reader who grew up in Mississippi with the Sinners gang and ends up bringing Clark home to meet her family.
Plot: Arthur starts his quest to regain his throne, with you by his side, and his mothers dragons. The people of Kings Landing are wary of the new king.
Word count: 1253
Part 1
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The people of King Landing looked on as you and Arthur entered, heading towards the main building, already aware of who the two of you were. Some had their mouths wide open in shock, other gasped, the thirt bunch sweating nervously, clearly hesitant to accept this new order. After you appeared in front of Arthur that night as he was heading to the bar to drink away the day and his sorrows, and he found you to ask further questions about his origin, he appeared at your door again, the sword from the stone in his hand, proof your eyes weren't deceiving you. He was the lost prince. And now it was time to start the quest to regain his throne.
"I want you to come with me. To rule by my side, as my queen."
His words took your breath away. At first you thought he was joking, or that he was only saying it because you were the first one to tell him anything about who he truly is and who his parents were. But the look in his eyes was serious, his tone was firm. His hand against your cheek was soft, gentle. His words caring and delicate as he spoke, repeating that he wanted you as his queen, that even though he didn't know you for too long, something was telling him that you were the one. The one he needed in his life, by his side. His lips against yours felt warm, tender, making your arms circle around his neck almost like they had a mind of their own.
You used your time together to fill Arthur in about other aspects of his true identity, smiling gently at the amazement in his eyes when you informed him about the fact that his mothers dragons are now his. As if he hadn't already pulled a sword out of a stone, he needed convincing that dragons actually existed. They weren't seen after the Great War, but you were certain that with the arrival of the prince, they would regain their power and be the fierce protectors of Kings Landing, and the whole Westeros and it's people. The quest was in motion as the two of you gathered the necessary supplies for the journey and set out to reclaim the throne. You didn't expect to ever meet the lost prince, let alone become his queen. But as you lay you head on his chest every night, his arms wrapped around you, his soft lips against your forehead, you felt complete.
Like you could take on the world all at once without a care if that meant you would be helping him. Like no matter what you did, there would never be someone like him for you. And he felt the same about you, his heart skipping a beat whenever he glanced in your direction. And when you were like this, sleeping peacefully in his arms, trusting him to take care of you so deeply to relax completely against him, that meant the world to him. He had his apprehension about the quest sometimes, about how the people would look at him, about what they would think about him, about his ability to rule. After all, he had spent all his life living in a rural area, having to work for every meal just like them. He knew nothing about what it meant to be a king.
But you were always there to help him when he had doubts about himself. You would always know what to say, how to calm him. Tell him that it was specifically that fact that he knew what it was like to live the life that was common to many people in Westeros was what would make him an excellent king. He knew and understood the struggles of the people, and that was what would be the most important part of his rule. He would be able to make decisions for his people based on the things he wished his foster family and him had during their difficult times.
"Thank you Y/N, for always being there for me. For always knowing what to say. Every day I'm more reminded of why it was the right choice to have you as my queen."
He said pulling you closer, his hands resting on your waist. You believing in him when nobody else would was the push he needed to keep going on his quest. He was already strong, courageous, the perfect man to rule over a kingdom, as he would rule with righteouseness and fairness. But it didn't hurt to have someone to support him the way you were doing. The whole journey to Westeros and more specifically Kings Landing, was filled with good moments and bad moments, when you would encounther thiefs and other bad people who would try to take you down and stop you from achieving your goal.
None of them knew they were trying to rob and attack a future king on his way to his kingdom, maybe if they had known, it would have enticed them more to do things like that, thinking he must be traveling with all kinds of gold and jewels. But in reality, you two had your most essential things in your bags, supplies, clothes, and other items that would help you on your journey. You didn't know what you would find when coming to Kings Landing, how the people would react to their new king. A part of you was afrait it would cause a riot to bring another ruler of Targaryen blood to the capital. But you didn't allow that part of you to take over your thoughts completely, your faith in Arthur and his abilities growing every day.
"I promise to reign fairly, and for the people..."
Arthur began after coronation duties were completed and the two of you addressed the crowd of people who were still wary of what might happen with the new ruler. But more and more of them were feeling themselves relax and lay their trust in Arthur and you by his side the more he spoke, and the more he put those words to show. He wasn't going to let his promises to his people stay only in words. He did whatever was necessary to improve the lives of his people and the word of his impecable work spread like wildfire through Westeros. And you couldn't be more proud of him. The once dormant dragons Arthur's mother commanded came to life again, the kingdom of Kings Landing changing for the better.
"If it wasn't for one chance encounter with a woman I thought was completely mad, telling me I'm some kind of prince, I wouldn't be here today, with that same woman, still completely mad, but none the less, my mad woman."
Arthur chuckled as he felt your hand smack his shoulder playfully at his words. He loved teasing you more than anything in the world, especially because your cheeks would turn his favorite shade of pink on you, and because he could kiss away your shyness, showering your face and neck with kisses, before landing on your lips, completely letting the world blur for just a moment, and letting the focus of you two be each other. In those moments, you were not king and queen of Westeros, you were Arthur and Y/N, two people who found each other unexpectedly, and opened a new chapter of your lives together. A chapter you were both excited to live, together.
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I hope the anon that requested this sees it one day and likes it :)
Let me know you guys too if you liked it, I don't know anything about GoT, so if there is any mistakes in the naming of places, let me know and I'll change it, or if you want me to add any lore from the show <3
Aahhhh writing about the ultimate love of my life again <3 this is definitely the fic I was most excited to write shhhh ;)
Imagine you and your f/o are jaeger pilots together. You're in each other's heads, have seen each other's memories, feel each other's thrill for the battle and determination to win.
You two have some of the highest drift compatibility among pilots, and every battle draws you closer.
Summary; introducing your girlfriend to your best friend takes an interesting turn. Much evolves from a couple beers and a vape, JJ finally lets go
Warnings; mentions of nudes, vaping, underaged drinking, mentions of sex, some angst, swearing, mentions of cheating, angst, rejection, unreciprocated feelings
As the two of you kissed, a strong scent hit you, like a ton of breaks causing collateral as it fell from a building, though it smelled specifically of a pungent lemon scent. The pair of you pulled away, and there was a vaping blond stood above you, quirking his brow at the sight. It was no surprise that he had chosen to intervene with your casual date, you knew how he felt about your new relationship.
As the two of you kissed, a strong scent hit you, like a ton of breaks causing collateral as it fell from a building, though it smelled specifically of a pungent lemon scent. The pair of you pulled away, and there was a vaping blond stood above you, quirking his brow at the sight. It was no surprise that he had chosen to intervene with your casual date, you knew how he felt about your new relationship.
He was appalled to hear that you were committed to another, angry, jealous, he could go on about the emotions that were raging on inside of him. Time before you had even knew of Lizzie’s existence, you and JJ had a thing, more specifically, you had broken the pogue on pogue rule. The two of you would go at it with ample lust fuelling your every action, but the stick in the mud was, JJ had actually caught feelings.
When you had cut things off with him, claiming that you wanted to see other people, he was outraged, though he played it off as though it were no big deal. You remained close friends, and hardly noticed how he had been reading your messages to Elizabeth over your shoulder, nor how he frowned every time he heard of someone by that name. It pissed him off, she had his prized jewel, she didn’t have to fight for you like he had tried.
She was gifted your affection on a silver and clean platter, there was no dirty or guilt ridden scrubs that endured the profanity in your relationships, the two of you could be open with your turn of adoration for one another, but when JJ thought that he had you, it had to all be a secret. Even the pogues weren’t permitted an insight of your transactions, even if they had a keen eye for how the pair of you mysteriously tended to wander off together.
Kie, Pope and John B had been supportive when you told them that you had began to like someone, at first they thought it was JJ, which had gotten his hopes substantially up, but then it was revealed there was a girl in the picture. It didn’t matter if she was pretty, or kind, or out of the class laws of OBX, JJ resented her, even though he was a stranger to her and vice versa. But the one thing he liked about this unknown lover of yours had been how she made you happy, that was always his goal.
Without it being the matter that he was supposed to be concerned about, JJ thought hard about his own feelings. Yes, he tended to be a screw up, but he had an inkling that he was more than smitten with you. He was in love with you, and staring down at you with this new partner of yours, gave him great staking pain in his chest. “Why are you here Maybank?” In defends, JJ raised a cartridge of four beers to your view, the cock of your head being an invitation for him to take a seat.
He cleared his throat, as though that would be a primal factor in establishing his dominance, as he turned to your girlfriend. “How are you liking Outer Banks so far?” He handed her a beer, to which Lizzie willingly accepted with a thank you and a too kind to hate smile. “Most tourists think the views are nice.” He prompted to the conversation, watching a riddle spur in the brunette’s eyes.
“Oh, the views are more than fine.” She looked at you, running her green orbs down your form as she shamelessly checked you out in front of the boy. Lizzie cracked the lid from the bottle, weaving it off as she took a gulp from the liquor, draining her extraction of it like a champ. “I’m Elizabeth by the way.” Oh, he knew. A part of him wished that he in fact did not, the impartial knowledge of being aware of your exclusivity status had him crumbling from the inside out.
He had been getting into more fights with the kooks lately, taking his anger out on the prissy teens to establish some kind of reputation, even if that not carry the title of your boyfriend. “We get quite a few storms, like Agatha, she was a right bitch, didn’t hear from y/n for like a week. She was getting it on with Kelce, he’s from the other side of the island.”
“Figure Eight.” She noted, having recalled you mention it before. Your eyes widened, kicking him in the shin as you realised what he was doing. “How long ago was that, I know you said the power went out.” JJ realised what she was trying to do, it was her attempt at creating a time line of actions. She was building up a map of your entanglements with actions, and seeing if you could be held accountable for cheating.
“Just before the two of got together, which links to this funny story....” Oh no, no he wasn’t, was he? “We’d had our fun in the past, me and your girlfriend, and turns out when I heard about you two, we were still fucking.” Snatching the vape from him, you breathed it in, as though you were preparing for Lizzie’s reaction. She simply shrugged, taking the item from you and lulling in the acidic smoke that filled her lungs.
“That’s okay, we didn’t know each other too well then, and it seems there is quite the tight knit on the island.” God were you relieved, and endorsed in the sight of smoke blowing out of her nostrils as she took another swig of the liquidised joint. “I don’t have a problem with it as long as you don’t. What was your name again, I seem to have forgotten.” Forgotten on purpose it was more like, she wanted him out of the picture, he was simply a blockade in his way.
“Me?” He laughed lightly whilst pointing at himself. Yes him, the guy that was being an absolute dick and disrupting your supposed to be peaceful evening. “Oh, I’m JJ. I have no problem with you being here, in fact, I think it’s great. You’re just another hot chick that has caught y/n’s eye, when you go back to wherever the hell you came from, she’ll probably start hooking up with some random; wouldn’t be the first time, doubt it’d be the last.”
“I’m from California.” She stated unimpressed by JJ’s behaviour. You had mentioned him to her, filled her in on all valid details, but you didn’t say that he was this much of a dick. “And I don’t have to worry about that, I have my reasons.”
“Oh, because you trust her so much?” He laughed, taking a heavy slog of beer, hurriedly gulping it down as though it were some kind of coping mechanism. “She’s not trustworthy, she doesn’t give a fuck about any one’s feelings, she uses them for her own pleasure, and then makes things neutral between them.” Was he being over the top? Definitely. Were you astounded by the scene that he was causing? Sure as hell.
“J settle down.” You tried to coax him, but he swiftly stood, tears rimming the inclination of bud pain staked eyes. It was clear that he was not settling down; not in the slightest. He breathed in the vape once more, the lemony scent burning down through his chest for a moment, before he released the cloud out into the air, it swimming above like a wave out of the ocean.
“Don’t J me.” He mimicked you, rifling his destructive hands through his blond locks. “I don’t even know who you are, yet you took everything from me.” Lizzie felt a little bad for your friend, he was clearly experiencing symptoms of emotions towards you, it made her feel guilty for your shared secret.
“I’m moving JJ.” You revealed, his face becoming stoic with wide eyes. Lizzie squeezed your hand as you physically and mentally stood up to your best friend and past friend with benefits, causing him brash surprise that burned through his lungs. “To California.” You finished.
“With her?” He asked astounded, taking a step back as he dropped the glass bottle, allowing it to drop upon the dock, causing both you and Lizzie to jump from the smash. “I can’t believe you.” He breathed from his vape, turning away with a shake of his head.
“J.” You tried to call out for him, but he nevertheless continued on his path away. “Come on, don’t be ridiculous.” Him, being ridiculous? What a stupid annotation, he was allowed to be hurt. Yet it seemed that you wanted him to feel nothing, be a mute to emotions.
“I’m ridiculous?” He huffed, spinning around so that your noses touched, forcing you to throw your head back in shock. “You’re the one that ditched me, for some girl, that doesn’t know that you have a peeve of people not putting their ankle through the loop when they surf because otherwise it just hangs there, and how it makes you absolutely crazy when Kie dresses like a kook. Wait a moment, did you tell her that you were a kook?”
He laughed, noticing how a frown formed upon Lizzie’s face. “That’s truly amusing, lying about your wealth to attract the attention of a pretty girl, when you have a guy that absolutely adores you for who and what you are. He’s pogue and proud, and currently speaking in third person because he’s scared to openly admit that he’s in love with you.”
It was an unexpected reveal, that statement of how he truly felt, it unfortunately was not just a crush. “She didn’t tell me that she was a kook, you just want there to be issues between me and y/n, which there isn’t. So I suggest you continue walking, she is not interested in you, or your fucking feelings. We are dating, and she is moving with me, so grow up and deal with it.”
“Wait-“ your words ended as he continued walking. You knew he would take the news terribly, but you never guessed it would be him walking away, rather than the other way around. You were going to be 43 hours away from your home to spend time with the one that you were coiled in a relationship with. It was not how you wanted things to end, instead you wanted him to breathe his vape into your face and be like normal.
Badniks and the Walten Files. (it's like fnaf, but it's just animated VHS tapes. Not games. Somehow scarier.) How badly does it go, especially seeing robots in such disheveled form.
Sorry about how long this took-I had to watch through the Walter Files for the first time and a few theory videos. Solid series! Cant wait for more! I love analog horror! Anyways to the ask at hand-
Scratch and Grounder meet other robots all the time. Some in worse states of repair than others…the Walter File’s “Showstoppers” are on a whole ‘nother level of that.
As we watch The Walter Files we see that Bon has this gaping hole in his chest which is of a great deal of concern to the Badniks. Bon is described as typical protagonist for the 80s and 90s, so a cocky asshole which probably makes them think a bit too much of Sonic to really want to offer a hand, but Grounder would at least try.
Banny on the other hand they both understand a little more. She’d actually accept Grounder’s offer of repairs just to be careful with her face plate. Seeing as Banny in the Farming Game is shown as rather ditzy and a little slow I feel like she’d get along well with the Badniks-especially if Bon repeats his “You stupid bunny” line. A small fight may break out for Banny’s defense.
Sha would also accept Scratch and Grounder’s offer of repairs, thanking them in the way only a motherly character like Sha could-it’s weird for the two of them to actually have someone positively regard them for their work for once.
Boozoo appreciates the repairs and actively enjoys having these two as company. He puts on a few performances showing other bits and parts that need repairs.
Billy is incredibly quiet and was actually quite hard to convince to let Scratch and Grounder near him. Because uh…we remember what happened last time someone went near our dear clown friend. But eventually they convince him and they get parts and pieces repaired.
Overall at first they’re very confused and freaked out by the state of disrepair-but assuming no…secrets…slip while the two are there just about everyone is decent enough to get along with.
This is a crossover imagine between riverdale and tvd/to where reader sleeps with klaus during the summer and Klaus falls in love with reader.
requested: no
warnings: Mentions of sex
During the summer Archie wasn't the only one who hooked up with someone older, you had too. A mysterious British, guy who was older, he was visiting friends.
He boarded in a nice home ten miles from Riverdale. You would meet up there and have hot sex anywhere and everywhere in that house. Than he mysteriously dash off to who knows where.
You knew nothing about his life, whether he had family, hell he could have been married and you wouldn't know, all you knew was that his name was Klaus.
You both really connected easily not just sex, but you guys had great conversations, he made you feel like the only girl in the world whether he was inside you or just talking to you.
"Runaway with me." he said after you both just finish having sex. His fingers grazed your hand, he looked at you waiting for an answer.
“Don't be crazy you know I can't." You interlocked your fingers with his.
“Why?" He ask you, he looked at you he tried to make eye contact but you didn't look into his eyes, he could hear your heart beating faster.
"Well what if somewhere along the road we fall out of this lust." You said, shaky breathe.
“Y/N, listen to me, mark my words love, small town boy, small town life, it won't be enough for you." He said.
“I really think your better off with me, someone who could give you the love you truly deserve and show you a much better place." He grabbed your hand and kissed it.
“I think we should end this." You pulled your hand away from him.
“I mean this was just suppose to be a fling, something fun, I wasn't suppose to fall in love with you." You admitted your feelings to him.
"But it happen and we can't change that." Klaus look into your eyes.
Klaus really wanted to compel you, make a choice for you, the choice that was obviously the best for you to go with him although he would then have to be honest about who he really was.
“I have to stay here, I can't just leave my family, my friends." You sighed.
“It would be selfish of me to want you all to myself." Klaus look at you grinning.
It was heartbreaking for you to know that Klaus was leaving, but you had his number he had yours.
You were in your house by yourself, it was the last day of summer vacation and the first day of school would start tomorrow.
You walked into your room and you were surprise to see Klaus on your bed. "What are you doing here?" You chuckled.
“I just wanted to say a proper goodbye." He walked towards you grabbing your waist.
“Klaus give me something to remember." You mumbled as you cupped his face.
He placed his soft lips on yours and gently laid you back on your bed. That night he made the sweetest love to you and that was the last you had heard of him.
Now you were in Pop's with your friends, siting next to Veronica and Betty and Jug head across from you. You were lost in your thoughts as Betty explained what she had found in Mrs. Grundy's car.
Your phone rang but you were lost in your thoughts that you didn't even notice until Veronica asked you, "Who's Klaus." She looked at your phone that was on the table. Betty shrugged at her.
You quickly picked up the phone not giving them an explanation. "Y/N I'm standing in one of my favorite places in the world, surrounded by food, music, art, culture, and all I could think about is how much I want to show it to you. Maybe one day you'll let me."
About to open your mouth to say something he hung up. There was goosebumps all over your body, your breathe was shaky, you were happy to hear from him, yet heartbroken.
All you wanted was to be with him, Klaus had a point, small town boy, small town life, it wasn't going to be enough for you.
“You have a lot of explaining to do." Veronica smirked at you. Betty had a goofy grin on her face, as she sipped her milkshake.
“You really want to know who Klaus is." You look down a slight smile appeared on your face. You looked up they nodded. "I think he may be the love of my life."
