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ghouljams · 6 months

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Reverse Fae!AU feat. Seer!König and Fae!Liebling

Alright, these dumbasses won the poll so here's their start. The return of Liebling's nastier habit and also me jacking up her impulse drive because it's fun. Fae!König would be terribly jealous of his human counterpart, what do you mean fae!Liebling is utterly obsessed? She's insane, I love her. (She's not trapped with him, he's trapped with her)

There's a man inspecting your branches. He's tall, leaning far down to touch your leaves. His eyes are darkly ringed, and in his back pocket there's a scrap of cloth, a mask. He scares and intrigues you in equal measure. He presses his thumb against one of your thorns, letting it break skin before pulling back. The red drop of it falls onto the soil as he presses the digit to his lips. You blink up at him through your thorns, the shield of it feeling more like a prison when faced with him. Your heart beats a little faster, heat flooding your veins as his fingers brush against leaves and gently pluck at the edges of your stems.

He holds a branch out of the way, fingers carefully avoiding the thorns, and reaches his other arm into the heart of your home. You hesitate before reaching up and wrapping your fingers around his. Curious, you've never had someone put themselves in such harm's way before. Not for you. Like a gun going off as soon as you touch him, he grabs you. His grip is tight, immediate and bruising. He pulls you from your home, dragging you through your lovely thorns before you can try to struggle. You yank at his grip, even as he holds you in the summer air, twisting to try and scramble back into your safety. He looks at you, he looks at you. You curl in towards yourself, trying to hide, your thorns reach for you and the man holds you up higher out of their reach. Pain shoots down your arm as your shoulder holds the brunt of your weight. You shout in pain and your thorns react.

They reach for him instead, whips that lash against his legs and dig their spikes into his firm muscle. He hisses, wincing, and wraps his arm around you to hold you against his chest. You push against him, your hands small against his broad chest, his grip unrelenting. Bigger and stronger than you. You switch tactics.

Your thorns wrap around his legs, root him to the ground as you turn to dig your claws into his shoulders, your teeth into his neck. The firm flesh gives under your teeth, blood popping bright on your tongue as you bite him. He flinches, his arms tighten around you as you hold him there. You growl, sink your teeth deeper, threaten to rip clear through his throat if he doesn't let you free. His grip loosens and you take the split second to dislodge your teeth, and scramble from his arms as he smacks a hand against his bleeding neck.

You thorns gather back around you, a protective shield against another grab from your would be captor. You press back on the branches, unnerved by the calmness in the man's eyes even as he holds his life bleeding under his hand.

"Stop looking at me," you snap, wrapping your arms around yourself, "you're not supposed to look at me."

"You're beautiful," his breath rasps, and you feel heat rush through your veins again. You squeeze yourself a little tighter, trying to quell the sudden rapid beat of your heart. This man pulled you from safety, kept you from your thorns, a spare compliment shouldn't make you feel so weak.

"I'm-" you swallow, eyes darting around the garden. He reaches a hand towards you and his fingers brushing your ankle, you pull your legs towards your chest. "I'll bite you again," you warn him. His eyes spark excitedly.

"That would be rude, this is my property you're intruding on," he grabs your ankle, and pulls you out of yourself, "my property, my garden, my thorns-"

"Blackberries," you grit, correcting him without thinking as you dig your fingers into the dirt to hold yourself against his pull.

"Blackberries," he accepts with a smile before continuing, "and my faerie, who is going to apologize for biting me." You're dragged back towards him, the clover littering the garden scrapes your skin and your fingers gouge the dirt trying to keep yourself in place.

"One bite is hardly-"

"One bite?" He laughs, clicks his tongue. A shiver drips down your spine, settles hot between your legs. "One bite," he releases your leg and you try to kick him. He catches it with his bloody hand, the crimson smearing over your skin as it soaks the collar of his tee. He drags his shirt up with his clean hand, his torso littered with half healed scratches, punctures from thorns, bites. "Liebling," he coos as your eyes dart away from him, "you leave your thorns in my bed and think I can't find them again?" His hands grab your hips and tug you up, hold you against his chest as your legs scramble to avoid falling over his lap.

He's so solid, so warm. His blood calls to you, your teeth ache to sink into him again, your lips to feel his skin. Your mouth waters as you press close. Waters the same way it has since he moved in, since you saw him in the garden and felt your heart race watching him pull his shirt up to wipe the sweat from his brow. The shift in your weight drags your hips against his, let's you feel the firm heat of his rapidly growing hardness. You rock down against it as you lean to drag your tongue along his neck. He grabs you by the hair and pulls your head back, just as you get the first taste of blood. You press your fingers to your lips, press your tongue against them to feel the lingering tingle of seer blood.

Your hand is tugged away and replaced by his tongue sliding against yours, licking it into his mouth with a low groan. He sucks the taste of iron from your tongue, his big hands roaming your skin as his teeth scrape against the wet muscle. His tongue invades your mouth, pushes inside with an insistence that makes your eyes flutter closed, a purr starting low and rumbling in your chest.

"Du schmeckst so gut," he murmurs, grabbing your face to hold you in place, "Du schmeckst wie meine, meine Liebling."

"Yours?" You hope, fingers dancing over the warm wound on his neck.

"Mine," he growls. Everything in your chest lights up warm and golden, your thorns sharpen themselves excitedly. You're all too eager to dig your claws into this man, to make him yours in return, a reward for seeking out the sharp parts of you. You'll sharpen yourself against his rocks, and keep out anyone who'd dare try taking him from you.

"Give me your name," you whisper, feeling his lips dragging against yours, his smile.

"König," he lies, half lies. You can feel it piecing itself against your tethers, the hidden tendrils of his real name still locked up tight. You'll get it, your thorns aren't just to keep out trespassers.

They're for keeping your treasure in.

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thecaywild · 11 months

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Are you a fan of freedom 🥰🥰

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canibalistic-brownie · 5 months

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My girlfriend let me do Catradora as our gingerbread people, LETS GOOOOO!!!

#my girlfriend did the house so if y’all say anything about it negative I will come down on you with the full force of the US military #/joke #I know Catra looks hella fucked up but I’m kinda proud of how Adora came out???#spop #catradora #catra #adora

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femme-et-traditionnelle · 1 year

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I need a blue apron to match blue dresses 👗🍋

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miserygirlfriend · 2 years

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Only pics I got of my outfit. It was so cute. Also, F twitter and snapchat. They both tripping with the bugs.

#hippychick #leaves #rollups #long skirt #haircut #black girl fashion #black girls of tumblr #black girl aesthetic #crop top #longsleeve #mirror #selfiie #military girlfriend #marine girlfriend #twitter #snapchap #instagram #elon musk

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aphrodite1288 · 6 months

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ppl believe anything omg. also in that photo you posted the woman’s literally wearing a fucking coat. jongin’s ceremony took place in JUNE like everybody was wearing tshirts even his mom was wearing a shirt lol. 😭😭 its impossible for him to be jongin i wish the “sasaengs” were at least a lil smart.

Yes another good point!

The guy in the photo (confirmed by Chanyeol's sasaeng who has the original photo) is holding yellow flowers bouquet, mean it's a ceremony day, because only during graduation or promotion ceremonies that Soldiers can take photos inside the camp with family or friends or partners. So to agree on that, that's a Graduation/Promotion Ceremony.

Jongin's military Graduation ceremony was held in June, and even his military uniform was Summer uniform with thinner fabric and T-shirt instead of the full sleeved uniform which is what is worn here by this Soldier(Chanyeol) after that no Ceremony was held for Jongin after that. So the lady in the photo is an old lady clearly wearing a heavy coat, it was definitely not June 🤣 and even if you say now, no jongins didn't have any ceremony in November where finally the weather is getting colder and people JUST started switching clothes this very week.

#Jongin #Jongin's Military Girlfriend #Jongin's Girlfriend #Exo #Kai #Chanyeol military photo #Chanyeol #Kim Jongin

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theinfinitedivides · 2 months

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LAPoem's Mirotic cover................ Cassies wake up this is our Forestella moment

#tvxq #dbsk #yes i got my hands on the Immortal Song performances what are you going to do about it #finally some real f*cking music from real f*cking musicians that sh*t f*cked!!!!!!!!!!!!!! severely!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#pulling some Mozart countertenor sh*t shut the f*ck up #now i need an actual Forestella cover bc they would kill it but Woorim's in the military like he hasn't already served by #1. marrying Yuna and 2. merely existing. f*ck them fr we have been robbed #don't get me started on KARDI's Rising Sun cover Yunho was living his best dream with that. JD1 and HUG was cute af #but then again the original is cute af so #ASEUL subunit Wrong Number Cassies we also won with that Yunho's girlfriend has returned!!!!!!!!!! Seulgi has returned #stable vocals amen and amen. put it on Spotify i'll stream the sh*t out of it #ONF and KYHD......................... definitely turned it into a ONF song. like pre-release single off comeback album ONF song #i'm too emotionally attached to KYHD to give their version multiple listens tho sorry kids. good job #ZB1 went for a very 00s hiphop tape vibe for TWUA (closer to the original) which was nice. except these boys are not sexy in #any way despite the choreo they look pocket sized in that leather. i would not hesitate before putting them in my pocket #they won the the Immortal Song ep tho which uh. not sure how that happened but ykw i'll give them the win they're cute + they're #rookies and they came out here and got in studio Cassies to like them. congratulations

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restoredcrumbs · 3 months

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#screenshots #a #military girlfriend

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blueiight · 10 months

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reinhard’s like they had to put up two bitches(sorry for this word) to be equal to 1 sieg

#The political power v the military power.#also: reinhard’s 2 girlfriends #sorry not sorry #yn.

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laughableillusions · 1 year

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So I’m in a musical for my community theater trope, it’s “All Shook Up” (basically a shakespeare comedy mixed with Elvis songs), and something that helps me kind of get into my role better is drawing the character…

I play Dean, and he is such a silly guy to me…he just trails behind his mom and then his gf like a lost puppy and his swagless vibes have bewitched me body and soul…………..

#he’s in military school #hence the uniform #he IS the token straight guy but just really likes his bi girlfriend #he only has 2 thoughts #and they are both just thinking about Lorraine #all shook up #all shook up musical #musical #theater kid #drama kid

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musicalchaos07 · 6 months

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Hi Faith, tysm for the ask bc I get to talk about my baby.

OK so I LOVE everything about we'll be a fine line, we'll be alright like it's one of my favorite fics I've ever written but ANYWAYS SPECIFICALLY this part:

"No uh I'm going to the Wheelers for dinner" he rattles off. "Oh" "Yea" he smiles hesitantly. "You're not going to the Wheelers too?" She asks Will. "Can I???" Will exclaims, lighting up like he's getting away with something. "No" Jonathan answers gravely. "Jonathan!" She scolds. "Mom, seriously?" He begs. "What I'm sure Karen-" "Can't I just" he starts before stopping himself to rethink his words "I can bring Will next time I promise but tonight I'd like to go alone if that's ok" His eyes are flitting around the room but can't seem to meet hers and she wonders if he's lying about his dinner plans. For a minute, she's about to tell him that she knows about the vodka. And then ask what else he's lying about. She’s pretty sure she’s smelled weed on him a couple times. She’s dying to ask how stupid he thinks she is. To pick a fight, just to feel something. But his expression is so soft and concerned. And she recoils, remembering that she swore she'd never be as cruel as her mother. "Ok honey" she concedes. Jonathan nods, ruffles Will's hair, and kisses her on the cheeks before leaving the kitchen. "Jonathan" she calls after him. "Yea" he responds, stopping dead in his tracks in the living room. "Why don't you put your black sweater over your shirt. It matches better" she advises.

Like we've got Jonathan (You're on your own kid coded) nervous as HELL for his first dinner at the Wheeler's as Nancy's boyfriend. We have Will (precious angel bby) being a complete SHITHEAD about it. And lastly, we have Joyce (Mother) who is completely overwhelmed/feeling like she's failing as a parent wanting to fight with him just because she can but pulls back.

And what I especially love about this whole sequence of first dinner events. Is that Joyce is SO close to understanding what's happening. Like she knows he's off, but she thinks it's because he's drinking. And then there's this part of her that wants to be mean but the thing that holds her back is her own generational trauma. (and I imagine also a little unconscious fear that if she pushes him too far she'll lose one of the few supports she has, bc themes of her unintentional parentification of him u know?) Like???

AND THEN because the inquisitive, smart, "always right" Joyce that we know is still there just below the surface she tells him to put something else on that makes him look better. (It's the sweater he wears at Murray's btw) Like she knows that this dinner is important, that he wants to go alone, and she tells him what will make a better impression to the point that there's also this line after he leaves:

She hears him pop into his room and then he's out the door. His car turns over just as she sits down. It's only then that it registers how weird a dinner invitation without Will is. Maybe he and Nancy are more friends than study buddies, he is teaching her how to drive after all. Then again maybe they finally… but no. No, no, that’s just her old fantasy talking.

Like subconsciously she KNOWS they're together but she's so filled with grief, depression, etc. that she deep in denial.

This is also one of the scenes that I wish I wrote from Jonathan's POV in a separate fic. Because I imagine that he hasn't been able to go to 'Meet The Parents' dinner this whole time and he feels so guilty. But a couple days before he promises Nancy he can finally do it. (and she's so happy and he's so in love with her) Because Mom's doing better, surely they can get on without him for a couple hours. And it's important to him, like he wants to be a Good™️ boyfriend. (that boy is desperate for parental approval I know it in my heart) But then he comes home and Joyce is hiding in her room, and he's like fuck. So he makes an easy dinner for her and Will, while he's getting ready but he can't figure out his tie and he can't ask Joyce because she has her own problems. (Jonathan feeling like a burden for needing to parented is so important to me) BUT HE STILL GOES TO DINNER. Like it's such a beautiful moment of Jonathan struggling with what he feels like he has to do and what he wants to do and picking what he wants. (a little independence as a treat). There's also a very cute moment of Nancy (who's been watching from her window) cutting him off before he rings the doorbell so she can frantically put a tie on him before Ted can start shit.

ANYWAYS, clearly I could talk about this fic for a while

Send me a fanfic director's cut ask

#my big secret is that I think our boy is so 'child of divorce' coded that he's in fact a hopeless romantic #so the traditional meet the parents is very important to him even if he's our counterculture Gen X dad #catch him watching An Officer and a Gentlemen with El while Will rolls his eyes during family movie night.#and then telling her about the military industrial complex #My source??? Homeboy wants to marry his first girlfriend and father her children #also like whomst the fuck says something as romantic and soft as 'we have shared trauma' if they're not a hopeless romantic #ANYWAYS #ask game #fanfic asks #mutual asks #my fic #jancy #jonathan byers #nancy wheeler #joyce Byers

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thecaywild · 6 months

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Happy bday marines

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cantsayidont · 7 months

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July 1961. While Silver Age and Bronze Age stories mostly depicted the Kents as small-town shopkeepers rather than farmers (and there's reason to think Smallville was originally supposed to be in the East, not the Midwest), a character who definitely DID grow up on a farm in the Midwest was Lois Lane, pictured above with her parents and her younger sister Lucy in a flashback from SUPERMAN'S GIRL FRIEND LOIS LANE #26. Modern Superman media depicts Lois as an Army brat, but before the Crisis, Sam Lane (pictured above left) was a farmer, not an Army officer, and he and Lois's mother remained on their farm in the small town of Pittsdale until the 1986 reboot.

Lois Lane's sister Lucy, a flight attendant and Jimmy Olsen's on-again, off-again girlfriend, first appeared about two years before this story, in SUPERMAN'S PAL JIMMY OLSEN #36. In the 1940s, the Superman comics showed Lois with an unnamed, probably older sister with an obnoxious daughter named Susie Tompkins, while the radio Lois had a younger sister named Diana. A 1980 "Mr. and Mrs. Superman" story identified Susie Tompkins as an Earth-2 character and gave her mother's name as Lucille, making her Lucy Lane's Earth-2 counterpart. I don't think Diana ever had a comics equivalent.

#comics #superman's girlfriend lois lane #kurt schaffenberger #the writer of this story is unknown #lois lane #lucy lane #i know why modern media has made sam lane a military officer #(“it worked for betty ross in the hulk comics!”)#but i hate it and stories inevitably do dumb shit with it #the superman and lois and MAWS shows being a case in point

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flyaflush · 7 months

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im getting so much new lore right now it's crazy

#not art #personal #tw ed mention #to name a few things that have happened;#my mother has entered a situationship with a strange ex-military man #i came out to my mom abt liking my girlfriend who she totally HATED this whole time but suddenly she's CHILL WITH IT?#FOR CONTEXT she didnt know i liked her and doesnt even know we're. actually together i dont think #just hated her guts for no reason but now is choosing love and peace?#started working on my ed recovery #making amends with my ENEMIES #like its a lot considering how uneventful my life is usually

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femme-et-traditionnelle · 1 year

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Confirmed and ready to get married soon 🤭💍 🙏

#personal #tradwife #traditional gender roles #traditional femininity #tradfem #traditional #modesty #catholic #catholicism #confirmation #church #Mass #marriage #wedding #military fiancee #military fiance #military girlfriend #military gf #military wife

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skyllion-uwu · 8 months

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Good lird the scientist and eir fucked up lab experiment are kissing with tongue as they lay on the ground bleeding out together. Maybe doing more.

#sky screams into the void #day 1 of not thinking about jules and professor chronos. relapsed. day 1 of not thinking about them. relapsed. day 1 of not thi. relapsed #i started writing an aita from jules perspective and found an interesting path to go down where ey was forced by eir higher ups #to be professor chronos girlfriend with the roman soldier logic of 'if you sleep with this guy youll develop a connection and fight harder'#they dont actually have sex with the fake relationship nor is jules part of the military but like thats her girl back at home to fight for #and then jules is like 'look my bosses know you like me so theyre forcing me to act like your girlfriend im sorry'#and that makes professor chronos MAD. not at jules but the higher ups. and thats when thon decides that will be the night to escape #and kill everyone who works there. everyone involved in bringing her to life and putting thon through so much pain to be a soldier #and to get revenge on the ones who wanted to use the one she loves to hurt thon and also hurt em #but i dunno if ill do that its an interesting possibility!#they are toxic yuri by the time their hypothetical game starts #like actual toxic yuri not fake dating toxic yuri

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