DaisyChainMayhem

The angel, with a curiosity for humans watched the tiny human waddle around the room, taking everything in, and trying to touch everything. "You want to me to take care of this human child?" Castiel asked, still watching the child. "This 'human child' has a name, you know. It's __________," Dean sighed, patting your hair. You giggled a bit and continued what you were doing. "And how did you acquire this chi- ___________?" He asked. "We found __________ abandoned and was wandering the streets. And we asked __________ where the parents were but they were gone," Sam replied. "So. We are trying to track the parents down," Castiel nodded. "O

Colossus made it his personal mission to never question what Deadpool was doing. Chances are, the horribly scarred man was up to something that was a combination of dangerous, stupid, and just plain horrible. As in, it was a horrible idea. As in, he had no business doing whatever it is he was doing. But did Colossus question it? No. This, however, was the exception. “...Vhere did you find dat child?” His deep voice rumbled across the flat, garnering the mutant’s attention. He didn’t say much, just bounced the kid currently bundled up in a bloody blanket and squawking away, like most babies did. The man shrugged, plo

(SOULMATE AU - When you touch hands with your soulmate for the first time, you will see the world in colour.) ~stardivider1plz (https://www.deviantart.com/stardivider1plz):iconstardivider2plz::iconstardivider3plz: For most of his life, Sherlock didn't quite understand the concept of soulmates. Sure being able to see in colour sounded nice but at the same time, was it really worth it all? He had been identified as an aromantic asexual since he was able to grasp the concept of the brain and psychology. But when he met "The Woman", he had found some attraction there. The only reason being she was able to keep up with him, but in the end she fell due to letting her emotions g

        Morphine always makes things easier.        You take it once, twice – and your life doesn’t seem as shitty as it is.        But unfortunately it has its own side-effects. One of them is when you get used to any type of drugs, you’re turning into a zombie looking for a dose.        Not the scariest yet. If you have a dealer – mine was Shayla – you can get as much as needed until your money runs out. And then you let yourself doze off in an addictive dream of a junky. But remember, friend: when you start mixing reality and dreams – you’d better stop. Although you simply can’t. That&#

A/N: For everyone who loves Night at the Museum and the Egyptian pharaoh. RIP Robin Williams Larry took one last look around the museum. Letting out a sad sigh when he gave me the keys, "I'm going to miss this place. But I know I'll be leaving my friends in good hands."  I gave him a small smile as my fingers slowly curled around the key ring. "Don't worry, I'll keep everyone safe until sunrise and I'll keep an extra eye on Dexter." He laughed, "Yeah, I'm going to miss him the most" He looked to the Roosevelt statue and continued, "Aside from Teddy." "Relax, you know I'll kick everyone's butt if I have to. No matter if they're from out the

(A/N: Here is the link to the song: https://youtu.be/Ojt0eiFX1K4) For the first time in his life, Legolas was shaking. Afraid. His hands and boots were bloodied, his quiver empty. Through the piles of stinking, festering orc and human corpses, he searched for you. You were never supposed to be on the battlefield, but he knew how you felt about leaving the men to do everything, while you stayed back home, cowering. Somehow, Legolas knew that you would be here. Pelennor Field was vast, but never so for Legolas. He was on a mission. If he had to, he would search all of Middle Earth to make sure you were okay. But, you weren't. From only a sma

Requested by: ~AskNixTheNeko (https://www.deviantart.com/asknixtheneko)    Her eyes scanned the paper before her, looking over the smooth ink lines the pen in her hand had gladly spat out for her. The ends of the letters swirled together like grape vines, showing her inner most fondness for the one to lay their eyes upon said swirls. Her brows knitted together as she tapped the feather of the pen on her rosy cheek- not noticing how the wind traced its fingers through her (h/l) (h/c) tresses. The birds chirped around her, looking over the womans' shoulder to see what caused her to go into such a serious trance.     It was nothing more than a simple piece of paper, well, to the

~1~ He smiled charmingly and laid a single kiss on your hand, but kept it in his own masculine hands. “May I do the honor to know the fair lady’s name?” You smiled shyly and nodded, enjoying the feeling of your clasped hands. The music filled the room and he took notice in your wishful look. “Would you like to dance?” And so you danced the night away and managed to capture the heart of the elf king. ~2~ He led you through the garden his blonde hair shined in the light from the moon. The tree’s were in bloom, and stood high and proud. “Do you remember what happened here?” His voice soft f