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im a person who wants to do lots of things trapped inside a body that wants to SLEEP at all times

Praetor shinzon imagine

Now it's starting to get just a bit better.



Skylark followed behind the group from the enterprise as they entered the dark room on the Scimitar. Her older sister Deanna walking just infront of her. Unlike the others skylark wore a black catsuit with shoulder armor, gauntlets, and thigh and hip armor. Her black cape flowing, attaching to the suit under the shoulder armor. She liked to be prepared always. And though she was apart of a fleet and organization that loved peace she knew not everyons felt the same. And so during this trip she took extra measures to ensure her safety. Armor was one. The hidden daggers on her were another. She stepped behind her sister as a figure emerged and began speaking to Picard. As the conversation went on she mumbled under her breath. "Jesus. He likes monologs doesn't he?" To which Deanna turned momentarily to give her sister a glare without having to speak the words to tell her to shut up. She raised her hands in a surrendering motion and looked up as the man continued before She quietly groaned. "Oh maybe he's a vampire or something. He wants to drain us. Thats why its so dark."  She whispered. Her sister reaching back to smack her this time. "Hey!" She whisper yelled and moved away abruptly. This however caught the praetors attention and he studied the two females in awe. "I've never met a human woman before. Let alone two." He spoke. Skylark scoffed as her sister grabbed her arm and spoke. "We are only half human." He stepped down the stairs as he began to speak. "Deanna Troi. " he stated and began to rattle off her sisters abilities. But then her turned to her. "But you. Im afraid I had no idea ms Troi even had a sister." He said. "Please enlighten me to your name?" He asked with a smile. Skylark. "Yeah most people aren't privy to that information. But ill make it easy for you. I'm feeling generous today. Names Skyark Troi and I'm afraid I don't have the abilities my sister does. So unlike her I fight dirty." She said with a warning glare. His vibe was off. But her sister being the nice woman she was apologized for her behavior. "Im afraid you'll have to forgive my sister praetor. She's just very wary of new people." Deanna said softly. The praetor only gave her a smile. "I understand fully." He held out a hand "may I touch your hair?" He asked. Before either could answer picard interrupted and the man was back to his monolog. Before he ordered the computer to light up the room. She could finally see the praetor and nearly whined. "Oh hes attractive! Of course he is! All the creepy ones are!" She whisper yelled making her sister look at her with an uncomfortable glare. "What its true and you know it." She said going back to watching the man and his monolog about his disease and early life. But as she watched picard and the praetor interact she was confused. It seemed as if the two of them knew eachother. But that couldn't be right. This praetor was young. And to her knowledge picard hadn't spoken with him before. And as he went on more she realized. The preator was a clone of....picard?! She let her jaw drop. "No." She said in complete awe. "Holy shit. Picard used to look like THAT?!" she whispered to her sister who was equally shocked. "Wow. Aging really sucks." She followed up. Again receiving a glare from deanna as shinzon stepped forward moving his cloak to the side to grip a dagger in its sleeve. In less than a second skylark was infront of picard and worf and Data, one of g

Her daggers pointed right at the neck of the praetor. He grinned at her as he used the knife to cut into his own hand, blood seeping out as he held out the knife hilt first towards her. "I think you'll be wanting this." He said softly, his eyes meeting hers straight on. She slowly moved her hand forward and grasped it. Their hands met briefly and she felt a shock run right up her arm. She quickly pulled the dagger away and slipped her own back into its spot. His eyes following her like that of a predator with its prey. She never took her eyes off him as she stood her ground infront of picard. A hand lay itself on her armored shoulder. "Its alright skylark. You can stand down." She eyed him one last time before turning swiftly, her cape swishing as she went, boots making noise against the floor as she returned to her spot behind her sister. Ready to phase out. She met his eyes once more and they never disconnected as they phased back into the enterprise.

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Skylark phased onto the heavily damaged scimitar after picard who had gone to try to stop shinzon from blowing up the enterprise. She knew that picard didn't stand a chance alone. She rushed through the halls noticing the bodies on the ground as she went. When she reached the deck she saw shinzon slashing a dagger at picard. She snuck up the stairs stealthily and came behind him. Picards eyes slightly widened before he schooled his face into a look of indifference. She grabbed shinzons shoulder and whirled him around to face her, knocking the dagger from his hand as he widened his eyes seeing it was her. "I told you once I fight dirty. I meant it." She then smashed her head into his, watching as he slipped to the ground unconscious. She could feel the trickle of blood down her face from her forehead. Picard nodded a thanks to her and looked down at shinzon. "Take him and get back to the ship." He said. "Why? He tried to kill us all!" She growled. "Let him burn with his precious ship!" He turned to her with a stern look "follow my orders skylark! Go!" He said slapping the chip on shinzon. "Fine!" She phased back onto the enterprise with an unconscious shinzon, dragging him down the hallways to her sleeping quarters. "For a twig you weigh alot." She muttered as she pulled out her desk chair and shoved him into it, using some rope to tie him to it tightly. She could hear the explosion and closed her eyes. It was over. For now. Now her problem was the unconscious would be conquerer tied in her chair. She eyed him before deciding he would be out for a while.

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She looked up from what she was doing when she heard him groan. He blinked his eyes hard a few times before realizing he was tied to a chair and immediately snapped his attention to her. "Have a good sleep?" She asked sarcastically. He glared. "Why am I here?" He growled. "Dunno. Ask picard. He was hellbent on saving you. I wanted you to burn personally." She said and went back to sharpening her daggers. He let out a breathy laugh. "Even after all I did he still feels the need to be a Saint and spare me." She raised a brow but didn't look up or stop her work. He eyed her. "You however do not share the same feelings obviously." She snorted. "Nope. You're a nuisance I was hoping to be rid of. Instead I get told to babysit you." She said blowing the metal shavings away from the blade. "So why don't you make this easy for the both of us then hm?" He said. She looked at him. "If you're trying to appeal to my merciful side you should know I don't have one. Especially not for you." She said. He sighed. "Im dying anyways. You're just wasting your time." She stood, tucking the dagger into its place. "I beg to differ. You see, I get entertainment out of watching you suffer. So keeping you alive and watching your body fail you is not as time wasting as you think. Infact I think its a very fitting punishment for you." She gave a smile before pulling out a roll of duct tape and pulling off a piece. "Now no more talking." She said rubbing it over his mouth. He glared at her the whole time. She simply laughed amused with herself.

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"You want me to WHAT?" She asked picard in shock. "Train him." He sighed. She threw up her hands "whats the point in destroying his ship and taking him prisoner if you were just gonna let him free to try and kill us all again?! And you want me to train him to make it easier when he does?!" Picard rubbed his face in exasperation. "He is not a bad person skylark. He had no one to teach him any different. His actions were fueled from rage and hatred towards those who wronged him. He wanted to prove himself. He has nothing now. Where is going to run to if he does kill us all? His ship is gone as are his supporters. The remans hate him. They will shoot him on site for what he did to them. And no one else will welcome him. We are his only hope at survival. And he knows that. I want you to train him. So we can send him with you on missions." He said. "What makes you think I want a partner?" She crossed her arms. "It is not up for debate. Train shinzon or step down. Those are your options." He stood and exited the room. She cursed. Life hated her.

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She groaned as shinzon set her down on the medic bed. Her hand over the stab wound in her abdomen. Their latest recon mission hadnt gone well at all. They were ambushed and before she could register what was happening she had been stabbed. Shinzon had grabbed her and quickly phased them back onto the enterprise to avoid anymore damage. The medic moved her hand and put pressure on the wound causing her to grit her teeth in pain. Shinzon stood against the wall as he watched everyone rush around her. And before long she was unconscious due to the drugs she had been injected with. He stayed even after she had been stitched up. Moving to sit beside her beside. He didn't know why he felt particularly attached to her lately. He used to think it was because she was just an attractive human woman and he hadn't met anyone else like her. But he was starting to realize it was more than that. He gently took her hand in his and watched her face as she opened her eyes. "You're still here." She stated tiredly. "Yes." She raised a brow. "Thought you'd be quite disappointed I hadn't been finished off." She said as they bickered quite alot. He shook his head. "I know you don't believe me, but I do not hate you." She snorted. "Hmm. And here I thought that was all you were capable of." He sighed and gripped her hand tighter. "I mean it skylark. I do not know this feeling. Or how to describe it. But I do know that I will slaughter anyone that tries to hurt you again." She swallowed hard. "You don't mean that." He grunted in annoyance. "Yes I do you stupid girl." He said growing annoyed with her denial. She let out a breath. Her heartbeat speeding up and causing the machine to release another dose of sedative into her IV. she looked at him before her eyes closed again to unconsciousness. He stroked her cheek gently. "You're not invincible. I wish you'd be more careful." He said and got up. He turned to leave but hesitated. He turned back and leaned down to kiss her forehead. He then straightened up and moved towards the door.

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She climbed into her side of the bed, her hair still damp from her shower. She let out a sigh and laid down onto the pillows. Shinzon put down the data pad and moved from his place at the desk, climbing beside her. "Computer. Lights off." He said. Once the lights were out he pulled her to him and she settled into his side and moved her head onto his chest. He kissed her head and wrapped his arms tightly around her. "Goodnight love." He said. She hummed against his chest. "Night." He smiled and closed his eyes. He silently thanked picard for this path he had put him on. Without him he wouldn't be here. Be happy. Truly happy.

Hmm. Send which Tom Hardy character you'd like an imagine for with one of these. Id like to try this out 🤔

Send a symbol for my muse’s reaction to your muse:

❅ = wanting to build a snowman

✾ = bringing them a dozen roses

✛ = telling them they want kids

✎ = leaving a note

♛ = tucking them in bed

♠ = asking them for a loan

♘ = telling them a secret

✉ = texting them at 4 a.m.

♬ = whistling off-key very loudly

☆ = pointing out a shooting star

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 (𝟏/𝟓)

Hi everyone! As already announced a few days ago, I started writing this mini-series, and I’m so excited omg I’m having the time of my life writing it 😂 It’s an enemies-to-lovers historical AU and (very) loosely inspired by the events of Bridgerton. There will be a lot of funny bantering, romantic tension as well as angst and also a few smutty scenes😏

I hope you enjoy - Love, Kiki 🖤

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 |  Helmut Zemo x female reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 |  London, 1813. There is new evidence that Hydra - the secret organization that murdered your family - has taken root in Sokovia, under the reign of Baron Helmut Zemo and his court. The ball season has begun, Baron Zemo is visiting London to strengthen diplomatic relationships and gain new allies, and Sokovia is still lacking a Baroness. You, warden of Tony Stark, are the last chance to end Hydra without risking a war and find out if Baron Zemo is really involved in Hydra’s schemes. So, there’s only one thing left for you to do: woo the Baron, gain his hand in marriage, become his Baroness - and bring Hydra and the Sokovian court to its knees.  

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 |  6 k  

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 |  only harassment for now but there will be some angst and smut in the later chapters (so 18 + only). 

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ♡  

𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝🖤

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏: 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧

London, 1813. While the rest of the city was feverishly preparing for the first dance of the year to finally open the ball season – or, as mothers and their unmarried daughters called it with a giggle, hunting season – the atmosphere in the most beautiful mansion at Grosvenor Square was tense.

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My new favorite picture of MM ♥

Jesus. Please take the wheel, lol

James delaney imagine #2

This imagine is inspired by the movie 'MERMAID DOWN'

James snapped his eyes open. His mother appeared to him in his vision. She seemed frantic, anxious. Not at all how she usually was. She kept pointing through the trees as if directing him. He stood and pulled on his poncho leaving the manor and climbing onto his horse, pushing it to move as fast as it could through the london streets and eventually into the forrest. Moving through the trees at lightening speed he stopped abruptly when he heard the high pitched inhuman sound that radiated agony and fear. He jumped from the horse and silently and quickly made his way through the trees. He stopped short at what he saw. A man had a woman...no. she was a siren. Hung upside down to a tree as he swung the axe he was holding back and let it go making contact with the sirens tail as if to cut it off at the base. She let out another high pitched sound. And another as he swung again. James was frozen. This is what his mother wanted from him. To save this creature. Though he didnt know why. He wouldn't question it. He stepped out of the trees just as the man made the final strike, severing the siren from hair tail. She let out one last scream before going silent. Though now severed in half he could see she was still alive. The man grabbed her arm and made to drag her off towards a cliff but was stopped but the click of james gun. "And just what do you think you're doing?" He asked sternly. The man turned toward him, axe raised. "Who are you?!" The man demanded. "Im james K delaney and I won't repeat myself." The man glared. "None of your business." He spat. James leveled the gun against the man's head. "Oh it very much is. You see, these are my forests. Therefore you have no business here in the first place. Let alone trying to slaughter the creatures that dwell in them." He said. The man spit at james feet and he pulled the trigger, blasting the man back in a bloody death. He then holstered the gun and moved towards the now tailess siren. He eyed the tail still strung up and dripping blood. And then the woman severed in half at the waist but still alive and breathing heavy in shock. He moved to the tail first and cut it down from the tree. He eyed her severed body. It was useless now. He picked it up and tossed it into the river before turning to her. He approached her slowly and she growled at him showing him her teeth in a defensive manor. He raised his hands in surrender. "Its alright. I am not going to hurt you." He said slowly taking off his poncho. He spread it wide and bent down towards her gently wrapping it around her and picking what was left of her up. It was like he already knew what to do. As he walked back towards his horse he slightly wondered what the hell his mother had gotten him into.

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He had left her in the bathtub. It was the only place he could think of. She hadnt said a word to him since the weeks he'd kept her here. But she had grown legs. Which was something he hadn't been expecting. But he didnt say a word to her either. But as he went on caring for her he started to notice that she would use her hands to tell him things. Sign language he figured is what it was. She just didn't spell things. More like pointed to things and make gestures. He caught on and soon it was easy to communicate. And soon he had a bought a wheelchair so he could take her out of the house when he went. He didn't know what this siren was doing to him but he was attached. And he knew that. And james delaney never got attached to anyone.

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He pushed the wheelchair down the london street. He got a lot of looks. James delaney. The one they called the devil pushing a wheelchair with a young attractive woman in it like it was the most normal thing he'd ever done in his life. They whispered and gawked as they passed. He ignored it and continued to push her along towards the docks where his business was. She was looking around in curiosity as they went. The dress he had taken from Lorna and dressed her in, too big on her frame but it would have to work for now. He approached the docks and leaned down to speak in her ear. "I have business to attend to. But once its done we can visit the lake in the forrest." He said quietly. She moved her head to look at him. He gave a small almost not there smile. She pointed to herself and then to the water surrounding the docks. And looked back at him. He nodded. "Yes." He confirmed. She turned her head back straight and looked at the water as they continued to get closer.

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He watched her shove herself out of the wheelchair and into the dirt, pulling herself with her arms down the embankment into the lake with a splash. She leaned back into the water with a sigh of relief and closed her eyes. He watched her curiously as she became entranced in the water. And within a minute she was under the water and out of his sight. He straightened up and watched the water intently. He was just about to follow her when a black tail came out of the water and then dipped back in. He let out a small smirk. She had done it. She had healed. He had done as his mother had asked him. But he was also disappointed. She wouldn't be coming back with him that much was clear. She didn't need him anymore. But as her head peeked out of the water to look at him he understood that this wasnt the end. It was only the beginning

Vick: I wanna get to know Sarah's daughter.

Felix: No! Get out, Vick!

Vick: Why nooot?

Felix: Well, for starters, you're a drug dealer...

Vick: I could support her financially.

RP Starters for kids/kid muses!

( These are starters that can be used with kid muses! This was a request. )

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Rain, Rain: Our muses play in rain puddles together during a light shower!

Go away: One muse hides under the bed from the big storm outside!

Monsters!: One muse is convinced there’s a monster under the bed!

I didn’t do it!: One muse drew/painted all over the walls!

Ready or not!: Our muses play a game of hide-and-seek!

I’m not going!: One muse really doesn’t want to go to school!

But I’m not tired: One muse simply refuses to go to bed! 

Excuse me, sir: Our muses go house to house selling chocolate!

Sugar rush: One muse had way too much candy and is now super hyper!

Pretend: Our muses play ‘pretend’ together - costumes and all!

Ouchies: One muse falls down and scrapes up their knee!

Nightmare: One muse wakes up from a scary nightmare!

Uh oh!: One muse gets caught stealing some candy from the store!

Yuck!: One muse refuses to eat their healthy veggies during dinner!

Would you like a glass?: Our muses open a lemon-aid stand! 

Time to bake!: Our muses make pie… except, it’s made out of mud.

Play with me! Now.: One muse demands the other plays with them!

I’m fi- achoo!: One muse is sick… but they refuse to stay in bed and rest!

Birthday: One muse throws a a giant birthday party for the other!

Splish splash: One muse teaches the other how to swim!

Read to me: One muse reads the other a bed-time story!

Tag, your it!: Our muses play a fun game of tag!

Oh no…: One muse got lost on their way home from school!

I want it!: One muse throws a tantrum in the store for a toy/item they want!

Draw with me: Our muses finger-paint together!

The mean kid: One muse is being bullied by another student!

Peaceful outing: Our muses go to the park together!

It’s a giraffe!: Our muses go to the zoo! One is scared of some of the animals.

Just a few more minutes: One muse is too obsessed with watching t.v!

Makeover!: One muse insists to give the other a makeover - makeup and all!

A fort for us: Our muses make a blanket/pillow fort together!

Pillows: Our muses have a pillow fight!

Up all night: Our muses have a sleepover with snacks and movies!

Boo-hoo: One muse is having a bad day and keeps crying over everything!

Snip Snip: One muse tries to give themselves a hair-cut… and fails.

I’ll fix it!: One muse breaks something and tries to fix it with glue before someone notices!

Do you want to build a snowman?: One muse wants to play in the snow! However, the other would rather stay inside.

It’s mine!: One muse simply refuses to share any of their things!

Rotten: One muse keeps misbehaving everywhere they go!

Detention: One muse gets in trouble for something at school!

Turtle: One muse is too shy to play with others and stays alone!

Can we keep him?: One muse brings an animal home without permission!

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