#so... enjoy?

Amazing Grace 🎄

For every Arcane fan who loves this beautiful scene... and wants to properly celebrate current times.

Okay... So... This one might have gotten a bit out of control... I'm so sorry. But....

I Shouldn't Keep Loving You (But I Like It When You Hold My Hand)

Rating: G No Archive Warnings Apply

“Carrie was bugging me yesterday about not having a date to the wedding,” Alex sighs. Willie lets out a loud groan and takes a long sip of his iced tea. “You too, huh?” he asks after swallowing. Alex looks up in surprise. He’d assumed Carrie’s comment about the whole rest of the wedding party having dates included his best friend. “Flynn and Julie were laying into me the other day about it too,” Willie continues, oblivious to the thoughts spinning around Alex’s brain. “Like, I’m not seeing anyone, and all of my friends are already gonna be there anyways, so why do I need a date?” “Exactly!” Alex exclaims, throwing up his hands in annoyance. “Like, I get it, it might be a bit awkward if there’s some couple thing and I don’t have anyone to do it with, but it’s not like I have anyone to bring.” “I mean…” Willie starts hesitantly, giving Alex a strange look, “I guess if you don’t have a date… and I don’t have a date…” Oh no, Alex is pretty sure this is not what Carrie had in mind yesterday. But he isn’t exactly opposed to what he’s pretty sure is about to come out of Willie’s mouth. Even if it’s probably really bad for him. “We could go together?” Willie suggests.

Or, the one where Willie and Alex decide to be each other's friend dates for Carrie and Flynn's wedding.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ Jake (Hacker) x fem!MC aesthetic

The game: Duskwood

Fair warning: this one’s a doozy, so i’ll put it under a read more tab, to save your dash space.

(And yes, another 2 am ramble by Hawkeye! god i’m tired but also... like, this needed to be put into perspective so.. idk anymore)

he made the mistake, once, of plonking himself onto it - it was new and he was curious. after all, his old bed had been getting lumpy. one minute, he’s sat on it; and the next he’s flying across the room (damn twolegs turned it on - not that he knows that)

He spends the next hour glaring at whatever the feck it is, furiously batting at it with his paw.

And then one day, he catches his twoleg at the mercy of the machine, and he’s just. so alarmed. he tries to save them. he paces frantically, circling the treadmill, as he yowls his bloomin’ heart out.

Tears welled in her eyes, her body shaking. But she couldn't move from her spot on the bed as it approached her. It's inky-black talons clung now to the side of the bed as it pushed itself up and onto the covers. Around it, the shadows laughed... low and venomous. They licked at the walls, pulled at the curtains by the window, and pooled beneath the bed in the centre of the hotel room. The being's immense body dragged itself towards her, tearing through the covers of the bed. A sob escaped her, heart pumping in her chest as it straddled her motionless form. It's gaping mouth still grinned at her.

"r e m e m b e r ." the harsh whisper filled the room. Its hands gripped the mattress to each side of her. She could feel its breath. Her eyes peered into nothing more than an unknowable darkness. A void one could enter, but never leave. From inside, she could her the echo of whimpering. Small and pathetic. Her tears spilled, wetting her cheeks.

A dark talon moved slowly to the side of her neck, its tip grazing the surface of her skin. More gentle that it had ever been in real life. Yet, still, it plagued her. It trailed down her chest, claiming her skin as its own. Odessa couldn't avert her gaze from the gaping maw in front of her. A black tendril of a tongue snaked out between sharp teeth. Unintelligible whispers grew louder, slurred moist words against her ear as its tongue found placement on her neck. A sob caught in her throat. Shadows spread throughout the room, pooling out of the window and beneath the door, as the beast obscured her vision.

The second set of claws found purchase around her thigh, squeezing until it broke through the skin. Her breath became rapid; she couldn't think. "Don't make a sound." The voice, quiet and so familiar, echoed in her mind and the thing above her covered her mouth. She wanted to scream but nothing came out.

Then, everything dissipated. A click of the door and light pooled into the room, the shadows retreating. Her breathing did not calm, her cheeks were stained with tears... but he was gone.