Catoptromancer

The asphalt meets the balls of your feet with hard slaps as you sprint to the cemetery, the stolen spell book writhing against your chest. And yet, no matter the value in your now saved soul, how well Thackery’s plan was executed, the guilt within your heart swells with every step. You’ll never admit to anyone that the Sanderson Brothers grew on you, that you found some sick enjoyment being around them. Such a notion causes for your stride to falter more than a few times, and you never stop looking back with misplaced hope. This is for the town’s sake, you tell yourself, and push harder forward. This is for the town’s

*The Viper's Pet (Male!Cruella DeVilxReader) Part 2* ~Author's Note: For those of you who are new: STOP! There's an installment before this since this is kinda like a sequel. Link is provided down below!! ~ ~For others, glad to see ya!! Note that when you live in an apt. and someones buzzes for you floor, it's considered "calling". Enjoy~ You’re surprised when Cruelle dismisses you from your “muse job” for today and, instead, hands you blank checks and tells you to buy yourself jewelry, shoes, and a hair appointment. You know there’s no use trying to turn it down, so you accept and head into town. It isn’t til

Never did you think that being an adult would be a good thing, that it would literally save your life. Now, you feel an unreasonable sort of cocky confidence as you watch Maurice and Samuel flit about the cabin worriedly, trying to convince their brother that trusting you to bring them children is a bad idea. Wildifrid waves them off with sharp gestures and thrusts their brooms into their chests. “Would thou two shut it?!” he barks. “We don’t have time for such nonsense.” “Exactly, dear brother,” Samuel says and slides in front of him. “Oh, let me sing! I can bring us bundles and bundles of ch

“Oh, come on (y/n). Don’t look so glum,” your mom chimes from the front seat of the van. You scowl at the window you’re staring out of. “Kinda hard not to,” you mutter. Your dad glances at you from the rearview mirror. “This should be fun, not the end of the world!” he says. “Just think of it as we’re getting a new home.” “You’re turning me into an archetype, for Christ’s sake!” you scoff. They exchange a wary look while you shake your head incredulously. “Seriously, do you even know how many stories this is the plot line of? ‘Girl moves t

 :bulletblue: Sherlock x Reader: Amber Blush :bulletblue: It was getting late, but you were far from tired. Quite the opposite actually, seeing as you were about to spend time with the one and only Sherlock Holmes. You smiled to yourself at the thought, secretly basking in the fact that you were able to visit him whenever you saw fit. He wasn’t always talkative or mentally present when you came over, but for you it was more than enough. Though to be fair, your free reign in 221B Baker Street was a rather new arrangement.   It had only been a month since you had told Sherlock how you felt about him (after he had saved you from committin

I walk into the gym area and see The Cap working out. Usually he goes outside but, today was cold and rainy. I stand by the water fountain, watching his arms flex and the sweat on his face and his flushed cheeks. When he notices me he ran his fingers through his hair and ran over to me. “Hey, (Name)! How’s it going?” He smiles and takes a drink of water. “Hey! My day got a whole lot better when I was you, cutie.” He swallowed his water a little too quickly. Steve coughed and cleared his throat. “S-so, are you going to Tony’s party on Friday?” I think for a second, “I don’t think

*The Viper's Pet (Male!Cruella DeVilxReader) Part 1* ~Author's Note: For those of you who are new: STOP! There's an installment before this since this is kinda like a sequel. Link is provided down below!! :)~ ~To others, welcome welcome!! So a little heads up: this first part is gonna be a bit long cause, well, <3Cruelle<3 lol. Everyone enjoy!!~ The next two and a half months as Cruelle De Vil’s muse went by quick enough, and you have begun to genuinely enjoy the relationship of muse and artist—or ‘master’, as he continually refers to himself as. You know you had said you’d adapt to his dry yet sexualize

trigger warning(s): insecure character, mentions of anxiety/character with anxiety, second chances, mentions of sexual content, use of smoking, vulgar language, pda, 707 being too dang p re c ious recommended song to play with this story: https://youtu.be/E0kiwgC_N-g additional: college au “Love is like war; easy to begin but very hard to stop.” — Henry Louis Mencken Luciel Choi came to college for a new start. A new fashion style, a new personality, a new attitude that would give everyone the impression that he was the happiest guy to have ever lived. He wanted to escape who he previously was and the drama that accompa