What I currently have for chapter 4 of I can't believe you've done this. I will hopefully finish it tomorrow but until then enjoy!

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Izuku wanted to say he didn't know how he ended up in front of the so-called league of villains, but he tried not to lie. Okay, at least not to himself. But this time, it was Dabi's fault, not his, so Eraser couldn't yell at him.

"Dabi, I say this with all my love for you. What the actual fuck?" Izuku whispered badly while looking around at the gathered villains having a recruitment rally.

"Okay, so this was not what I originally thought it was but hey, free info." Dabi tried whispering back. However, all he did was draw attention to themselves.

"Am I boring you two?" Izuku shrugged.

"Kinda? so you want to kill All bitch big whoop, so does everyone. Why the long, complicated plan? How hard would it be just to shoot the man." Dabi tried stifling his laughter by coughing into his hand, but Izuku was now on a roll.

"And another thing, what's the plan? If you succeed, what happens then? There are 100s of other heroes. are you going to attempt to kill them all?" Izuku huffed. He hated terrible planning, and if this crusty-looking fucker touched his hero, he would kill him.

Dabi would have lost his battle with laughter and almost fell to the floor if Izuku hadn't caught him without thinking about it.

Shigiraki screeched.

Sleight of Hand [Steddie Fic - 19/19]

It took over a year, but IT'S DONE. 140K! Put it on my tombstone! 

Okay, it's long as shit... But what’s it about you say. 

IDK, friend… It’s about two dudes figuring out the hard way that they’re worthy of love. It’s about getting more than you bargained for. It’s about the ways we hide and the lies we tell, and being brave enough to let someone see you, love you. Being brave enough to want and to hope and to try. About inching incompetently toward love. Also a shit ton of fucking. But sometimes the kind of fucking one person in the comments described as “the most emotionally devastating blow job scene I’ve ever read.” It’s a post season 2 AU. It’s my magnum opus. I hope you like it.

TITLE: Sleight of Hand FANDOM: Stranger Things PAIRING: Steve/Eddie RATING: Explicit WORD COUNT: 143K (Complete!) SUMMARY: Steve needs a weed dealer. He gets a bit more than that.

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ode to an ocean. for the sea is vast and in your ignorance you know nothing of its depth. zolu ; unrequited pining ; 13k east blue - pre-water 7

Sometimes Zoro still finds himself looking for a moment too long, his touch lingering and something in him wants before it is stifled.

He wants to reach out with touches that are platonic but with meanings that aren’t. He wants to pinch the back of his elbow with affection, not annoyance, and his stomach churns when he can’t make sense of the thought and tries his damndest not to.

Nothing changes except for everything.

Zoro will pull, and will twist, and will pry and will split himself apart to protect his crew. There are a great many things Zoro would promise Luffy without any hesitation, any number of vows he would make in a single breath. But this cannot, and will not, be one of them.

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It's done!!!

A short and sweet epilogue for you all to enjoy as a treat after the last 18 months of sticking with this story.

I have included longer thoughts in my author's note, but thank you all who have seen this story through, posting this final bit is quite emotional and your support has meant the world <3

you ever write up a combination of words you're really proud of at the time bc you think it's vivid but it's actually so atrocious that you remember it eight years later bc it's burned itself into your long-term memory? just me?

relationship: lanfear/lews therin/ishamael rating: T length: 1.7k summary: Mierin sighed and took a sip of wine. “Elan, dear,” she said. “Tell me you didn’t come all this way just to bore and depress us.”

The boys broke off and looked over at her. “Forgive me if I interrupted your little holiday,” Elan said.

Lews smiled at him, the debate already forgotten. “You could never interrupt,” he said warmly, but Elan kept his eyes on Mierin. They had their own agreements, and they both knew, even if Lews didn’t, that her permission was what mattered.

🐝 I know you tried (I know you’re cursed)

blaming you and @bittersweetresilience for making me think about felix and emilie and amelie. originally i was thinking about sunny's thoughts about felix and amelie's relationship and his thoughts on what she did while colt was alive. but then i started thinking about him looking at that painting of emilie and. well.

He remembers Aunt Emilie trying to convince his mother to leave. He hadn't really understood the first time - why Aunt Emilie had pleaded or why his mother had been so sure they couldn't go, even though they'd traveled to visit Paris at least twice a year at the time. By the time he'd understood, really understood, Aunt Emilie's voice had already started to grow weaker. It wasn't much longer after that his mother was the one who was pleading, this time for Aunt Emilie to stay. By then, Félix knew it wasn't about staying in London a little longer. He didn't realize the pleas of both sisters were doomed until later, when his father left first. That the sisters' lives were tied together and cursed to be apart. That they'd never be happy and free together, him and mother and Emilie and Adrien. But oh, how they'd tried. He'd always love Aunt Emilie for that.

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fic talk in the tags 💝

He is holding a knife, and his hands are wet with Jon’s blood, and his ears are ringing, and he can barely see Jon through the blurring of his eyes.

Jon, who is still clinging to him like a port in a storm. Jon, whose lips are moving, who is breathing when he absolutely shouldn’t be, who is at once limp in his arms and standing upright and soaked in his own blood and unblemished and who is smiling at him with love and agony as his consciousness slips away and who has gone pale with fear, trying to get his attention-

The final chapter of In a Lifetime a Long Time Ago is officially posted! I hope you enjoy the conclusion to this story as much as I've enjoyed writing it! :)

Fic snippet #2: BostonNick

All the previous times, Nick had been preoccupied with crying his eyes out to even entertain such a thought. This time, though. This time it was different. This time something clicked in his head as he was listening to the tape. He was calm and relaxed, just out of the shower, and when the noises started getting a little more intense, there was movement in his pants. Oh well. It wouldn't be the first time he jerked off to something that he shouldn't.

Chapters: 7/8 Fandom: iCarly Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Freddie Benson/Carly Shay Characters: Freddie Benson, Carly Shay, Harper Raines (iCarly), Spencer Shay, Millicent Mitchell, Marissa Benson, Lewbert Sline Additional Tags: Fluff, Drunken Confessions, Love Confessions, Phone Sex, Friends to Lovers, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Denial of Feelings, Hurt/Comfort Series: Part 1 of iDidn't see this coming Summary:

An accidental text message sent while drunk leads to a situation Carly never saw coming.

Or; Carly sends Freddie a Creddie Fan fic, and everything blows up.

Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Bruce Wayne Characters: Bruce Wayne, Clark Kent, Alfred Pennyworth, Jason Todd (Mentioned), Lex Luthor Jr. (DCEU) Additional Tags: Omega Bruce Wayne, Alpha Clark Kent, Omega Lex Luthor, Beta Alfred Pennyworth, Omega Jason Todd, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Pheromones, Angst, Grief/Mourning, Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice Spoilers, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Enemies to Lovers, Nesting, except bruce's nesting is stealing super weapons to assassinate superman, Protective Bruce Wayne, Protective Clark Kent, do i usually write this? no so please be gentle, inspired by a tumblr post, Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug Summary:

“Most of the world doesn’t share your opinion, Mr. Wayne,” Kent interrupted, recapturing Bruce’s attention with a flicker of his scent -- sorrypleasedeference -- and an apologetic tilt of his head, baring his neck.

Bruce blinked, losing his train of thought briefly. Genuine alpha deference in public? Perhaps Alfred was right, and he was stumbling into early blocker-onset dementia.

Or, imagine solving the entire conflict of Batman V Superman with knotting.

Where's all the post-movie sleep paralysis Leo headcanons, surprised I haven't seen it yet tbh

why yes i am four pages into the epilogue i'm not even posting in its entirety (tho i do promise a fun little preview) instead of working on the actual last chapter!!! train trips and agonizing visits home are the MOST FUN 😍

Me, reading over broken!verse #55: *throwing chairs and flipping tables* WHY! CAN'T! I! SHARE! IT! YET! I HAVE SO MANY THINGS TO SAY!!!

Oh gods please how am I still stuck on number twenty fucking SIX I'm never going to make it to posting this fucking arc 😣😩😩

Having just rewatched LOTR I now realize it obviously must be a HUGE coincidence that theres a secret side door into the mountain that you can only open via the elvish word for 'friend' rather then because Durin now needed a secret way to smuggle his bff into the mountain after he got banished.

OMG ANON 😭😭😭💕

Like....... In theory I KNOW that it was Celebrimbor and Narvi who built that door, but... Headcanon that they did so at a request for help from Durin and Elrond because i enjoy crying <3