❛THEY WOULD TELL YOU OF A KING WHO STOLE ME HELPLESS FROM MY SUNSHINE GARDEN.❜ They won't tell you about the woman who came to him sublime, lily eyes and lily lips. A king does not ask permission from his prize, but she, oh she, she knelt, kissing my flower crown fingertips, and laid a kingdom at my feet. A Hades and Persephone retelling. ❛AND WHEN I PLACED MY DREAD HEART IN HIS PALM; HE CALLED IT A KEY AND ME A QUEEN.❜ rubyruins | all rights reserved ©

"That's the problem with living like Kings. When the people don't like the King, they cut off his fucking head." [based on seasons 7-9 of The Walking Dead] [started: January 24th, 2019] [ended: ? ]

❝ Dude, you're not gay for one of them are you? ❞ Texting the devil's number, just a stupid dare. Right? [crowley x oc] [season nine] [supernatural]

Modern!Assassin Short Stories that somewhat link together into a "series" (some chapters may contain smut)

You were an aspiring ballerina, always held back by the echoes left in your home. Working hard to find a place on the stage with a single spotlight. He wanted nothing more than to express himself, but at the risk of losing all he worked for. His own dreams facing a roadblock he never expected or wanted. So as you come to find out the secret he's been keeping one fall day after school, the fear of getting kicked out of UA now present on both your minds... Bakugou and you must learn to rely on one another... or have both of your dreams crushed before they even began. (A quirkless dance/music AU with Bakugou Katsuki and reader -- Bakugou Art by Kinnme -- All Chapter Titles are from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows -- Updates Every Thursday & Sunday)

It's Alexandria's birthday, and Mina is desperately trying to set her up, because she's fed up of the mutual pining. (This is something I'm writing for my friend, you know who you are. I have permission to use their OC.) (Also a huge thanks for @-astronomi for being my editor)

Annalise Swann is almost identical to her twin sister, Elizabeth, not in looks but in her fascination for the sea. But when pirates invade Port Royal, Annalise's life is turned upside down. What started as a rescue mission turns into far more, and Annalise finds she must fight for her freedom. Add Jack Sparrow into the mix, and she's sure to be in for the ride of her life.

"Running diagnostics. . .Systems all up and ready to go. No misplacements or reconstruction needed. Model RK800, serial #313 248 317 at your service." His voice came exactly as you wanted, calm and soothing. Perfect for a negotiator. You were suspended in disbelief. "It, it worked. . . hi." "Scanning. . . Dr.(Y/N), creator assisted by a sliver of blueprints that were left by Dr. Kamski in your care at the time of his retirement. Hello, what do you need Model RK800 prototype #1 to do for you?" Perhaps a little cold and detached too, but what did you expect? You smiled gently, fiddling with the coin in your hand. "That's not necessary. . .and that model number doesn't really roll off the tongue. I shall name you." "Very well, although I would like to remind you that I am a prototype and that I am not a living being that is needed to be called by something. Ready to accept name." "Reminder accepted. . . Connor." "Hello, Dr. (Y/N). My name is Connor." You took his hand for a shake, him quickly reciprocating it once he realized it was a socially accepted action used by humans for greetings. Your eyes twinkled, making sure he took the coin even though he was about to question it. "Hi Connor. It's nice to finally meet you." |ConnorxProgrammar!Reader| Creator!Reader| Android & Human|Fem!Reader|

There is a rare – border lining non-existing – understanding on those who have developed mutations. Skill sets which far outdo and exceed the norm of everyday humans. Being institutionalised was the answer to Margo Barrett's parent's prayers. Only, the last thing they expected was for her to escape and to eventually cross paths with people who were similar to herself.