*Everyone making plans for my surprise birthday party*
Me, opening the front door: i’m home!
Stephen: Quick, start a normal conversation !
Everyone:…….
Loki, to Bucky : and then I let Thanos snap my neck-
Thor:*cries*
Clint: *climbs into the vents*
Sam: *starts watering the pavement*
Tony: J.A.R.V.I.S play a song -
Jarvis: *plays country road *
Peter,Scott and Morgan: *screaming* COUNTRY ROAAAADDDD TAKE ME HOOOOMMEEEE-
Mobius: I’m taking the fish for a walk *runs away*
Me: we don’t have a fish….. WAIT FISH DON’T-
Natasha, Steve, Bruce and Wanda: *sigh*
*at Middle Earth*
Me: ugh I hate birthdays! why is it even made such a big deal. I didn’t even expect to live past 15 i sm just going to go sleep all day. why do you want to celebrate getting closer to death-
Legolas and Haldir: we picked you your favorite flower
Elrond and Lindir: we brought you your favorite books from Rivendell
Bilbo: i brought you cake and your favorite food on behalf of the hobbits
Thorin: i had my people craft you a necklace as a token of my appreciation…
Thranduil *kicking Thorin out of his way*: my love! it is time for your birthday hugs and kisses-
Bard: do you not give her that everyd-
Thranduil: THIS IS DIFFERENT! WE SHALL BE SPENDING THE ENTIRE DAY TOGETHER AND I SHALL BE SPOILING YOU THE WHOLE DAY AS YOUR HUSBAND!
Legolas: ADA DO NOT STEAL HER! I HAVE PLANS TOO!
Thorin: I DID NOT DESERVE TO BE KICKED
*que chaos and hands being thrown*
Me*Thranduil engulfing me completely in his embrace as I stand in stunned silence*:….. it’s my birthday for a whole month on Earth-
*at 221 B*
Me:………
John:……….
Mycroft:……….
Moriarty:………..
Sherlock:………
Me:……… what is this James?
Moriarty *excited*: it’s your gift!
John: it’s a severed hand……
Mycroft: of the person who looked at Sherlock’s girlfriend the wrong way…..
Moriarty: anything for my favorite nemesis’ girlfriend!
Me: you didn’t have to do this, i would have….. appreciated a watch or someth-
Sherlock: i personally love the sentiment you are the best enemy ever
John *flipping the table*: SHERLOCK IT’S A SEVERED HAND-
Avengers:
Me in middle earth on the idea of celebrating birthdays:
Microphone Blaring from somewhere unknown: Welcome….. To the Land of @7soulstars Incorrect Universe. Well you see…. The people of our Universe were feeling a bit bored and out of that boredom was born our hotline where we send your asks to our people and we send their beloved replies back to you…..
Here’s a list of those you can talk to together or alone:
Thranduil
Legolas
Haldir
Lindir
Elrond
Throrin
Aragorn
Bilbo
Gandalf
Loki
Bucky
Tony
Stephen
Wanda
Vision
Natasha
Rhodey
Sam
Scott
Peter Parker
Rocket
Groot (Who will probably be translated by one of his companions)
Every writer on Tumblr: “I would combust out of love if someone ever drew fanart of my fic!!” Me: “oh man I wanna draw this scene BUT THEY WOULD PROBABLY HATE IT AND HATE ME FOR THE NERVE”
Dear artists.
We, the writers, will accept any of your fan arts.
We don’t care if it looks like shit to you, or you think your art skills are not good enough.
We will love any fan art, because it’s the most beautiful way to say “I love what you write”.
This times a million.
This also applies to aesthetics, moodboards, spin-off fanfic drabbles, and the like. Doesn’t matter how insignificant or amateurish you think it is – all of it is beautiful. <3
Honestly? My heart swelled. I’ve gone back to the pieces a billion times since receiving them. I’ve proudly showed them off because, damn it, I love them! I was actually feeling pretty shit about my writing, thinking that I was wasting my time. I was actually going to delete all of my WIP’s - so those pieces came at the best possible time.
Dearest artists, we writers wish we had your talent and if you draw us art we will protect it with our life even if it consists of stick figures, don’t ever hesitate to grace us with your art, you guys rock
I shall draw the best of stick figure fanart for yous then
Guys please!! Feel free, and tag me in it if you ever do!! This applies to my fanfics and incorrect quotes!
Somebody once wrote a whole fanfiction based off my incorrect quote.
I remember the time I wrote a fanfiction and somebody contacted me on discord with a fanart they drew, because they were inspired by my work.
I almost burst into tears out of love, respect and admiration for these people I inspired.
Guy’s same here! Please tag me if you do your brilliant art inspired by my work. I’d literally die crying out of love and appreciation. Yes this does include my incorrect universe!
Request: Benedict Cumberbatch x (non actress,plus size,Asian) reader Soulmate AU (assuming he’s still single?or however you may want it to be setup)Your internal voice is the voice of your soulmate,rather than your own or sharing each other’s talents
I love this idea…..But my mind randomly decided to log off for a few weeks. It’s back on so I am going to deliver ! I hope it is okay that I didn’t mention that the reader is asian because I want to be inclusive of all races…..I did mention she is plus size tho! Also thank you so much for being patient with my lazy ass. I have a lotta pending fics to finish but I finish them in the order of first come first serve basis! Enjoy !
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Pairing: Benedict Cumberbatch x Reader
Warnings: Both idiots have the perfect timing, Reader is a bit insecure about herself. Benedict and Y/N are absolutely and miserably in love and obsessed with their inner voice, Flufff
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Dilectio; Latin for Soulmate
Irritated.
Rent due, a cheap coffee, overtime job at the bakery, parental pressure and a dead laptop had Y/N trying her best to resist banging her head to the wall. The week sucked and she was more than ready to throw herself out of the window. But doubting that heaven or hell would be any better than this she chose not to. There was only one solution to this week being a monstrosity.
The Freedom Palace.
That was what Y/N called it. It definately was not a palace. Well not for the common eyes. It was a palace for readers. An abandoned one. A palace only for her. A palce where she could visit a world unknown. A world of her own. It wasn’t anywhere near the city, it lay just outside it . A rundown hut with stone walls on the outside, stairs leading down the basement a wooden door to a whole new world.
The Freedom Palace was a library
A beautiful library with shelves and shelves of books, lamps illuminating the room and a nook for sitting made comfortable by Y/N and the blankets and pillows she brought. She maintained it she looked after it and she made it her place. Nobody could ruin it. Nobody came there after all. How she found was a coincidence as well.
There are reasons insecurities exist. Reasons why one chooses not to be close to people.Y/N’s reason was being bullied for her body all her life. A trip back in college that her parents forced her to go saying ,”It would be great to make friends” was when she found this place. It was raining and she got left behind. They probably never even noticed. She had gone to the place for shelter but found her palace instead and she found herself returning there every weekend since then.
But that wasn’t exactly the only thing that gave her peace she needed. It was her inner voice. You see, soulmates exist. And for every pair the point of connection was different. Y/N’s was her inner voice . It was deep, baritone, evidently British and it made butterflies flutter in her tummy. She never read books out loud. She let his voice read it. She let his voice pronounce the words deliciously from the novels as she wandered into her world of fantasy.
That’s how Y/N felt. That’s what she loved about the man she never even knew.
Benedict was a busy man no doubt at all. Being a brilliant actor being the major factor. Rest was a far off concept to him but he preferred to spend it with himself. Self conversationing helped him a lot when he was nervous or when he practised his scenes by himself. Her voice always helped him out. He’d say his dialogues out loud and he’d read the rest in his head her voice reciting them full of emotion. He thought her voice was the only one.
She was the only one for him.
Well you must wonder why Y/N never knew about her soulmate till now if she would’ve heard him on TV or movies but to Y/N that was a bit unfamiliar. It wasn’t something that she often watched.
Work was always hectic. Today was no less. A Marvel film was being shot at London and Ben obviously was present adorning his Dr.Strange costume waiting for his part. It was winter the city was wet and cold. ‘Definitely need coffee Ben’, her voice thought for him. A little smile found it’s way onto his face as he walked up to Tom who wore his signature black outfit from Ragnarok as he stared up at his friend with a smile. “I could really appreciate a cuppa right now. Know a place ?”
The bakery was jam-packed. Y/N was busy with the macaroons and the pastries as they got immediately sold out. She wanted to scream. Too many. She wanted to just finish and get out of there.
Nobody noticed the two obliviously handsome actors at the bakery. It was too crowded and everyone wanted their stuff so that they could get out and finally gasp a breath of air as they could savour their food. “Are you sure about this place?”, Ben asked Tom, both hot on their heels walking with the que every two minutes. The addressed looked at him with a deadpan face. “Trust me, Y/N makes the best cakes I have ever eaten. Never seen her in the front desk but she is a god given gift.”
Y/N.
The name rolled on Ben’s tongue as he whispered. Something about that name just….felt right.
“Alright gentlemen I would love to gawk at Britan’s finest actors if they hadn’t come in during heavy work hours but gotta do business so tell me what can I get you,” the lady at the register spoke as Ben looked at her and smiled looking back at Tom who grinned “Please tell me Y/N made the macaroons and pastries today also some coffee….”,he asking hoping it was true. The woman smiled,”You are a lucky man, she is just finishing up the last batch before sprinting home. Poor thing has been working overtime nowadays. Y/N are you done sweetie ?”, she yelled into the room rushing out with the sweet treats.
Y/N was too busy packing up her things and leaving that she barely noticed the question “Yeah! Just sent it out and I’m leaving BYE!” and with that she ran out of the back door back to her house.
Her voice had startled Benedict, it sounded familiar but he couldn’t point it out. “Ben you okay mate ?”, Tom looked at him with brows furrowed concerned at his constant spacing out.
Oh fuck.
“I think I just found who my soulmate is.” If Thomas Hiddleston was animated his eyes would have popped out of his sockets and his jaw dropped to the floor.
“WHAT !?”
Now Y/N was blissfully unaware of this of course. She lay on her bed at home when today of all days she decided to join her roommate and her movie marathon. “What are you watching ?”, she questioned her roommate. “Dr. Strange….” Y/N smiled as she plopped down beside her friend. “You know that guy who plays Loki, Tom ? He comes over to eat my pastries at the bakery all the time” “Seriously? And you never told me ?” ”Well, I just recalled okay ! I’m sorry !”, Y/N had giggled watching the other whine.
The movie had started and for the first time Y/N was engrossed in something as much as her book. The voice of the main character had made her still, completely unable to move as her roommate looked at her worried. “Y/N ? Do you not like the movie?”
No way…..
With a shaking hand she touched his face paused on the screen. “I think this man is my soulmate…..”. The other dropped the bowl in her hand, popcorn dropping all over the floor.
“Shut the fuck up……”
Y/N drove silently in her car. Her mind recalling yesterday’s incident over and over again there was only one place she wanted to go and she was lucky enough for it to be the weekend.
The Freedom Palace stood where it was, no changes to it. Parking the car Y/N didn’t wait. She sped down the stairs closing the door behind herself, sighing in relief as she brushed her fingers across the books.
Ben was messed up too since the bakery. He had messed up twice in the same scene so the director had told him to take a day off and cool down and that’s what he was going to do. Driving right through the outskirts of London he comes across deserted land. An abandoned stone hut, a car parked not far away from it. Curiosity is something human’s cannot resist and Benedict Cumberbatch just happened to be human.
Parking his car beside the one he saw he ventured into the rundown place. It was almost as if it was pulling him towards it as he walked down the stairs, Fairy lights decorating the door as he gently pushed on it . The whiff of the place caught him off guard at first. The aged library smell mixed with floral scents from candles. He looked around to see the books galore, a place that was definately going to somewhere he was going to frequent more he had mentally decided.
He froze when he heard humming. A voice he would recognize anywhere. “Y/N?”, he accidentaly spoke out loud. There was a panicked rustle as he walked to the source. Where he heard her. She just stood there in shock her eyes as wide as they could get. “B-Benedict ??”, she whispered almost as if she was testing his name on her lips. Ben had nothing to say. He was still trying to process that she was real as he nodded his head and walked closer to her.
Y/N wasn’t expecting this. She had given up on meeting her soulmate years ago and she gave up even the fleeting thought of it when she found out he was a world famous actor. But there he stood. In all his glory, mouth open gawking at her like she was the only thing in the world that mattered to him. Not like she felt any different she was shocked at how he found her or how he even knew her name but it it didn’t matter now. Not when she finally has him.
Ben didn’t wait. He took Y/N’s hand in his and lovingly kissed the back of it. “Your voice enchanted me for quite a while miss…..”, he whispered to her as he looked at her in the eyes. Soft music played in the background appropriate lyrics sung in a foreign language.
“You waited for a long time
Hello, my soulmate
Everything became more like you
A transparent knot has been tied
You can’t leave this place, not even for a moment”
“You sure took your time sir…..”,she whisper teased back as she placed her hands on his chest. His wrapping around her waist as his eyes fell on the title of book she was reading.
Dilectio.
“I know…..and I’m not planning on letting go…..”, he said before placing his lips on hers.
“You waited for a long time
Hello, my soulmate
Everything became more like you
A transparent knot has been tied
You can’t leave this place, not even for a moment”
—The End—
*pants and does victory dance because I fucking finally finished with this*. I really thank @tom-hlover for being so patient with me. I really hope you all like this ! Please like,share and reblog my work if you like it to support me. Also please do not plagarise my hard work. Thank you guys so mych for reading. Comments and feedback is really appreciated!
Request: can you do a johnny depp imagine where he goes to visit his teenaged daughter in kentucky (where she lives with her mom) and goes to one of her sporting events and her classmates are shook because they didn’t even know she was his daughter (she was always vague about her dad and uses her mom’s last name for privacy) and her classmates freak out about it on twitter?
Were gonna do this? We’re gonna do this.Instead of Kentucky I haven’t mentioned a name so that it can be relatable to all our readers! I’m sorry for procrastinating and thank you so much for being so patient I love you !
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Pairing: Johnny Depp x Daughter! Reader
Warnings: Twitter (That app itself is a fucking warning), Johnny being an insecure soul, Fake people ??
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“Y/N get ready, it’s your event next”, the coach announced as the girl nodded. There was an odd feeling of nervousness and worry she was feeling not about the event she was participating in, but the text from her mom.
Mom: I can’t come today darling I got called in for an emergency at work :( but guess what ? Your father said he’d come ! Love You ! Best of luck !
Well, it wasn’t like she could do anything about it.
She stood at the starting point stretching herself. “Okay Y/N, imagine you have a whole bunch of people chasing after you to kill you. Run as if your like depends on it”, she whispered to herself. A little trick her dad had taught her. He always knew how to calm her down.
She heard a massive amount of commotion and she knew he was here.
“Y/N best of luck !”, she heard as she turned around to see Johnny waving and cheering her on. He was always supportive. Her biggest fan as her mom would say.
Here goes nothing, she thought before smiling at the man and waving back “Thanks Dad !”, she yelled before focusing on her game.
Johnny’s face lit up. He ignored the wide eyed teens and their even wider eyed parents and kept his focus on Y/N his daughter. He adored her. He always did. He cheered her on as she increased her speed, catching up and leaving behind the rest. Her leg muscles strained, her eyes focused on the finishing line and her ears focused on Johnny’s voice cheering her on. She closed her eyes and let her legs to the work. Only opening them as she heard a flurry of cheers.
She won.
“That’s my daughter !”, Johnny had triumphed and run towards Y/N to hug her tight and kiss her forehead. The joy on his face made her involuntarily smile. The two had completely forgotten about the others watching . “Go get your medal darling I’m taking you out for a treat ”, Johnny patted her back as her teacher beckoned her to the rank podium.
Back in the changing rooms and the halls there was utter chaos. People screaming or whispering, phone notifications blowing off and people surrounding Y/N’s locker.
“ Y/N L/N IS THE JOHNNY DEPP’S DAUGHTER.”
“All these years that I have have been in her class and I had no idea”
“ Well she was always vague about her dad”
“ WHEN SHE SAID HER DAD WORKED IN THE MEDIA INDUSTRY I DID NOT THINK SHE MEANT AN ACTOR !?”
These were the few coversations echoing within the hall and some already being converted into tweets.
A message to Johnny from his manager and he is sending in his bodyguard to bring his daughter out without her being swarmed by people who randomly claimed that they are her friends.
They ushered into Johnny’s car and ignored the clamour before driving off to the ice crem store Y/N suggested.
Johnny kept checking his phone every 5 minutes before Y/N took it from him and tucked it in her bag. “ I thought we had a rule of not touching our phones on our dad-daughter dates! ”, she said feigning annoyance with him. Johnny felt guilty. Almost as if he just deprived his daughter of her privacy by visiting her. He couldn’t help it. He wanted to be there for her not visiting her at important days in her life was getting much more difficult as she grew. He felt as if he was missing the best parts of his baby’s life.
“I’m sorry…. ”, he managed to say. Y/N looked at him with a frown. “I’m sorry you have to suffer so much because of being your father. When your mother and I had you we were never together as a couple but when I found out about you I wanted to support and be there for you. Your mom refused at first and I get where she comes from. She didn’t want you to live a very non-private life like Lily and John are living. She wanted you to live a normal and peaceful life and that is what I wanted too. That is why we decided that you should keep your mom’s last name and…….that’s why you live with her rather than me. I’m sorry I felt envious of her. I felt jealous that she could go around telling everyone you’re her daughter and I couldn’t do that……”
Silence
“I’m not mad.”
Johnny whipped his head up to look at her. “What ?”
“I’m not mad at you. It was going to be revealed sooner or later anyway. Dad….you are literally the sweetest person I have ever met and probably the best dad. If anything, I am lucky to have you as my dad. Plus it’s kinda cool that my dad’s the best actor out there,” she explained with a teasing voice as she looked at Johnny who seemed speechless. She wasn’t lying. She loved Johnny although she felt bad admitting she loved him a little bit more than she loved her mom too. Her mom was always busy with work and it never felt like she was ever home. If Y/N would have called Johnny her would have immediately dropped everything and run to her aid. Once Y/N was really sick and Johnny cancelled his entire schedule for a week, flown down to her and stayed with her while her mother went to work.
“Dad your ice cream is melting”, she giggled snapping the other out of his thoughts.
Johnny rantically wiped his hands and tried to finish his cone as his daugher laughed and he joined her.
“Dad….”
“Hmm ?”
“I love you…”
“I-I love you too…’‘, he completed almost in tears as she hugged him.
(a few years later)
“So Y/N you must admire your dad a lot I mean he is a great man”,Jimmy Fallon asked as the other chuckled and spoke earnestly, “No, he is a more than a great man. He is a good father”
—The End—
Welp! Not my best but I tried really hard so please don’t hate me ! This is my first time writing a relationship like this and I don’t know if I have done a good job. This was requested by @imaginesforjohnnydepp I really hope you like this love! Thank you so much for requesting ! Please do like, share and reblog my work if you like them to support me! Feedback is really appreciated ! Please do not plagiarize my hard work!
