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kimetsu-chan · 4 months

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Disclaimer! ⚠️: this is not meant to take jabs at the ocs as some of these characters have unpleasant personalities. I chose these based on similar traits, outfits they’d look good in, and the ultimate talents. If you would like me to alter the outfit, I will. It just needs to be recognizable as the specific character’s outfit. This will take me an incredibly long time, upwards to multiple weeks. Since I am doing splash arts and one big art piece. If you are uncomfortable with the character your oc was given, please let me know and I’ll do my best to rearrange things. I will only being drawing YOUR oc in THEIR outfit and pose. I will not be mixing the characters.

this’ll be a long post so get ready

First off, this can contain spoilers for Danganronpa V2.

Kyoko Kirigiri technically shows up for the anime version on V2 but I want to include as many ppl as possible. + she’s my favorite so haha

Oc: Akari Fuyutsuki (@thewinterpillarhashira)

Talent: The Ultimate Detective

An honorable mention since Eva thought Celestia would work better than Makoto 😋

Oc: Eva Himiko (@muitsuri)

Talent: The Ultimate Gambler—

Byakuya Togami is the first person I thought of for this oc 😋 he and Makoto are sorta same in the sense that they appeared in the anime. Although Byakuya had an impersonator pretend to be him in the actual game

Oc: Celestine Ellis (@saffron0v0)

Talent: Ultimate Affluent Prodigy

IF ANYONE KNOWS TERUTERU’S PERSONALITY, IM NOT TRYNA BE MEAN I PROMISE— I hate Teruteru okay 😭 I just like his accent and outfit

Oc: Kirika (I couldn’t find her last name) (@ta-ni-ya)

Talent: The Ultimate Chef

Mahiru Koizumi so underrated omg 😭 I loovveee herrrr.

Oc: Marilyn Kaizumi (@cloudymistedskies)

Talent: The Ultimate Photographer

Peko Pekoyama has such a fun name omg. I like saying it over and over again. Once again, and underrated character

Oc: Ilona Dulina (@tokito-dulya20)

Talent: The Ultimate Swordswoman

I don’t really like Hiyoko either, but she’s adorable and I think her outfit would suit this oc very well

Oc: Akira Sakuranbura (@tinyperson00)

Talent: The Ultimate Traditional Dancer

Ibuki is so chaotic and I love it. She’s so adorable. I love that she’s described to be pitch perfect and tone deaf at the same time—

Oc: Irina Gonshira (@shycroissanti)

Talent: The Ultimate Musician

Mikan is such a shy girl. She also cries when embarrassed and stutters a lot. She’s not my favorite, but I don’t hate her. She’s really clumsy which I find relatable—

Oc: Milo Suzuki (@larz-barz)

Talent: The Ultimate Nurse

Usami will be taking the place of Nekomaru since I don’t feel comfortable with draw Yuna in his clothes and such. Plus Usami’s the teacher and I thought it would be fitting.

His character was a little hard to choose, but he’s actually pretty adorable. He calls everyone else “mortals” and he’s my sister’s favorite character

Oc: (I can’t remember her name 😭) (@littleolspring112)

Talent: The Ultimate Animal Caretaker

Nagito is quite possibly the most popular character in the entire franchise. Man has simps left and right. It’s probably bc he’s a little crazy— and he has a rlly sad backstory 😭 he’s also the ✨ main antagonist ✨

Oc: Boo (idk their last name) (@boo-simplified)

Talent: The Ultimate Lucky Student

Chiaki is the lead female character and I like her quite a lot!

Oc: Hanako Kimura (@rion-isnot-an-ai)

Talent: The Ultimate Gamer

Hajime Hinata is the lead protagonist in this game CONGRATS TO THIS OC WHO HAS HIM

Oc: Yuki Ayaka (@sweetstarryeyedgirl)

Talent: He doesn’t have a talent though 💀

I think you can tell by just looking at him… but he’s the mastermind. He also shares a body with Hajime 😃 (wee wo wee wo, wee wo wee wo weeeee—)

Oc: Ayuna Katsuki (@ayunakatsukiwolfhashira)

Talent: I think he’s also talentless, just really smart—

My beautiful, stupid, girl. I love Akane. She’s really energetic and loud so she fits this oc

Oc: Asai (I can’t find her last name 😚) (@night-mince0)

Talent: The Ultimate Gymnast

Sonia’s got two outfits, I’ll do this one though. She’s a literal sweetheart

Oc: Kiyoka Watanabe (@kiyokatokito)

Talent: The Ultimate Princess 0-o

Kazuichi is such a goody goober. Keep your beanie on though. Please.

Oc: Amari Delarosa (@naramaiz)

Talent: The Ultimate Machanic

Kazuichi calls him “boss man” and “baby face”. He hates it. Internally a sweetheart though

Oc: Basil (idk his last name) (@aceofstars0)

Talent: The Ultimate Yakuza— yes he’s part of the mafia. or at least his parents are

And that was the last one 😭

ima plan on doing a group pic, but I might not end up doing it— just cause it’s a lot of work 😭

Ima replace Nekomaru with Usami/Yuna and add poses for everyone else who’s character doesnt show up (that’s not Byakuya I promis, that’s the impersonator)

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gay-dorito-dust · 1 year

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hi homie! could you possibly write some romantic chaotic crackhead mayhem type shit with billy batson? i can’t stop thinking about it since S:FOTG came out and the hyper fixation on the lore has taken over me once more 😭

Ngl this was kinda crap.

However you were expecting your day to go, having your boyfriend Billy burst into the room with mischief written in his eyes as he moved himself behind you, his boyish laughter filing your ears, most certainly wasn’t on the agenda.

‘What’re you doing?’ You asked, looking over your shoulder at the smiling boy, smiling yourself as a result of how infectious his happiness was to you. ‘Hiding.’ He responded as his eyes remained glued the way he came; his hands resting warmly against your shoulders as his front was pressed firmly against your back as though he couldn’t get any closer. You found it highly endearing when Billy got the time to be in touch with his inner child, it made him look a lot more young and youthful from the boy with the rough edges you were introduced to.

You sighed, ‘what did my fugitive of a boyfriend done now.’

Billy looked at you, taken aback, but you knew it was all fun and games because with you, your boyfriend tended to act a tad more dramatic and carefree then usual. ‘Why you already speculating that I did something wrong? I could be playing hide and seek with Darla for all you’re aware.’ He huffs, dropping his chin fully on to your shoulder, giving you the chance to plant a kiss to his cheek, chuckling.

‘How dare I accuse you of such a vile thing, you’re just a big ol’ baby who can’t hurt a fly.’ You playfully cooed, moving your body so that you were forward facing him before reaching your hands to pinch at his cheeks much like a grandmother would but much softer. Billy groaned, trying to pull away but your hands merely followed after and after a couple of tries, Billy gave in to defeat and allowed you to continue pinching at his cheeks; that was until his eyes peered back the way he had came and spotted Freddy in the doorway, filming everything on his camera, smirking.

‘This’ll make for great blackmail material, thanks for lending a hand y/n.’ Freddy said smugly.

Billy’s eyes widened as they darted from you to his brother, then back to you again. ‘You’re helping Freddy?’ He asked incredulously. You merely shrugged, ‘it’s only fair that I lend him a hand after you glued pink glitter to his batarang replica.’ You reminded him, crossing your arms over your chest as Freddy only smirked like a smug cat at Billy from behind your back, though not before flipping him off when the subject of his beloved replica was brought up.

‘But I’m you’re-.’ ‘Don’t you use the boyfriend card with me Batson.’ You abruptly cut him off before he could finish his sentence, reprimanding him like a mother would with a disobedient child. ‘It’ll get you nowhere.’ Billy’s head perked up with an idea came to him, not knowing whether or not it’ll work but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to at least give it his best shot into getting back in your good graces again.

‘Not even if I asked you whether you wanted to see that new movie that’s debuting at the cinema tonight?’ He asked and Freddy groaned. ‘That’s cheating! You can’t just weasel your way out of this! Besides y/n is strong enough to resist your temptations! Right y/n!’

…

‘Y/n?’ Freddy tried again when you didn’t say anything.

‘Well…we haven’t been on a date for some time now…’ you muttered under your breath.

‘Really!?’ Freddy exclaimed as now it was Billy’s turn to act all smug as he tossed an arm over your shoulder, drawing you into his side. ‘What happened about our plan in getting even!’

‘Sorry Freddy.’ You said sheepishly, rubbing your arm.

‘I’m not.’ Billy said, rubbing his victory in Freddy’s face. ‘what’s the score now? Billy 2, Freddy 0?’ He made a face of false thought before looking entirely too pleased with himself, ‘yeah that sounds about right.’ Billy then looks to you, squeezing your shoulder, ‘c’mon y/n, we’ve got a movie to watch.’ He said as he lead you both out of the room, leaving Freddy alone.

‘Son of a- wait,’ Freddy checked his phone when he remembered that he still had the video of you pinching Billy’s cheeks and began to smirk again as he looked in the direction you both left. ‘That dumbass, thinking he’s ahead and shit but when it is I that has the high ground.’ Freddy mused to himself, ‘I’ll let him live in his delusion for now, for it’ll only make my revenge all the more sweeter.’

#dc imagines #dc imagine #dc x reader #dc x you #dc fic #dc fanfic #Shazam imagines #Shazam imagine #Shazam x reader #Shazam x you #Shazam fic #Shazam fanfic #Billy batson imagines #Billy batson imagine #Billy batson x reader #Billy batson x you #Billy batson fic #billy batson fanfic

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simmancy · 2 years

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Mods to Make School Better (High School Years + Discover University)

I really love The Sims 4, but I love The Sims 4 because I play a heavily modded game. I know that option isn’t for everyone, but for those who do... Sometimes it’s hard to know where to look. It’s like when you’re hungry and you open up your food delivery service of choice and are just overwhelmed by the options these days.

Luckily... I look around a lot.

This post is inspired by the other amazing posts here, here, here and of course here. It started as something just for High School Years but grew... very quickly...

This list was last updated 17 September 2022 / Patch 1.91.205.

More Students at High School (Ksuihuh) OR High School More Class Mates (Aramiteus)

Use one or the other here and read the descriptions because if you use Aramiteus’ version, you need to change MCCC Maximum Sims on Lot Value to about 40.

The main draw is that more students will be on the High School lot. Aramiteus’ mod also adds 2 other teachers and an extra lunch person dependent on how many whiteboards/cafeterias you have on lot. It also requires you to choose your classmates before going to school.

Ksuihuh’s version comes with a script mod to increase the numbers of sims on the lot, as well an extra mod for an extra lunch person. It does not make you pick the sims going to class--you will need Rex’s Choose High School Classmates mod to ensure the sims you want are going to show up to school!

ChippedSim’s High School Tweaks

ChippedSim calls these “tweaks” but a full Active Class experience overhaul is a bit more than that in my opinion!

Please note that updates are coming to this mod ACTIVELY - just today I saw that there were more in class interactions for the Active Classes! So keep an eye out on tumblr or twitter.

ChippedSim also overhauled the lockers so that you can keep more thing in there, as well as buy some stuff! Take a look at the full breakdown here, but I can’t recommend this enough.

ADeepIndigo’s Small High School Years Tweaks

Yes, I’m saying just download the whole lot.

More Discipline adds Parenthood compatibility--you can now discipline your kids for misbehaving/sneaking out/getting expelled. Why wasn’t that included by default? Ask EA, and thank ADeepIndigo in the meantime.

More Fun Pier Rides does what it says: raises the fun meter more!

Less Random Crushes makes it so that crushes are determined by Sims’ personalities instead of just randomly occurring.

Shop for Prom Outfit is just a really cute idea! It costs $100 to buy a prom outfit, and that can only be done once prom is announced.

My favorite has to be More Locker Notes. Don’t just let your sims cyberbully on Social Bunny. Let them passive-aggressively do it in person too.

ADeepIndigo’s Dynamic Teen Life

As of writing this, the mod is still in testing but I’ve been playing with it in my game for a few days and I’m still playing around with it, but it already adds sooo much more to my teen’s lives. More afterschool activities, popularity and cliques, new journal entries (for the Parenthood journals).... Gossip, rumors and having to actually try out to join the cheerleading squad.

Oh yes, I think this’ll become not just an essential mod for HSY users, but for most legacy players as well.

MissyHissy’s Form Groups in School

I won’t be surprised if MissyHissy comes out with some more mods but this is the one from their tweaks I’m currently using. EA didn’t let groups form in school which... you know, you’d think they’d want some cross-compatibility with previous packs to allow for literal cliquey behaviors but.

Anyway, this fixes that!

Lot51.cc’s Fashion Authority

I haven’t played much with this yet for high school but have it in my game for other reasons. This mod lets you take control of townie outfits... Including situation ones, and can restrict by regions. This is excellent if you want to have your sims wear a uniform to Copperdale, for instance, or you have a specific cheerleading uniform in mind, etc.

LittleMsSam’s HSY Bug Fixes

Hopefully we will not need these forever. Until they are patched though...

Take Exam Fix - stops sims from just getting up five minutes after the exam.

NPC Relationship Autonomy Fix - are you tired of random sims barging in, asking you to be BFFs after you added them on Social Bunny? fear not, because this should curb NPCs’ stalking you.

High School Promote Fix - helps the game promote sims from Cs to Bs if they’ve been going to school actively the whole time...

Stop Phone Change Color Obsession - I needed this one bad. Stops sims from changing their phone color every time they visited a new lot, and removed the camera focus as well

Ilkavelle’s Check Events & Sneak Out

A tiny little mod by Ilkavelle to help your sims sneak out, if they haven’t been getting invited out by their classmates!

Ilkavelle’s Teen Aspiration Bundle

I didn’t link this before as the teen aspirations hadn’t been updated to work with high school years... But now they have! This adds a few more teen-only aspirations for your sims (Prom Royalty, Overachiever, Towards Independence and Teenage Rebellion).

ADeepIndigo’s Summer Camps

We’re moving away from High School Years fixes and enhancements straight over to the joys of gameplay. This mod adds Summer Camps to the game which is... actually really super fun? Summer Camp is for children and teen sims; there are a variety of different camps to send your kids off to. This isn’t an active experience; it’s a rabbit hole “job” that replaces school, and there are both day camps and away camps. It’s also ONLY available during the summer, and camp automatically ends when summer does.

Simston Private School [originally by SHEnanigans, adopted by ADeepIndigo]

ADeepIndigo adopted this mod by SHEnanigans after she was hired by EA, and updated it for the most recent patch. There’s not a current write-up about this mod available from a modding source, but there is a review by SnootySims that you can read, or you can read this capture from the Wayback Machine.

This mod recreates the TS2 Headmaster Visit event - if you pass, your child/teen is then enrolled in Private School. No more basic public school for your snooty rich sims!

Homework Tweaks & Subject Homework [originally by Scarlet, adopted by LittleMsSam]

I’ve had this so long, I genuinely forgot how long sims take to do homework. This mod comes in a few different flavors, but it makes sims do their homework... faster! Time is money, right?

Subject Homework also allows sims to raise skill while doing their homework. There’s a couple different options for what homework they can do, and I personally like to try to match it to what class my sims had in High School that day [maybe they write a persuasive essay after Social Studies, etc].

Zero’s University Custom Degrees & Tweaks/Fixes

Maybe you’re like me. Maybe you’ve played TS4 a lot, and you’re tired of all those regular degrees. Maybe you’re a little annoyed that completing university plays into the lie we American millennials were told that going to college is the fast track to riches. Well fear not, because not only does this mod add 15 custom degrees, it also overhauls how degrees play into careers if you want it to.

This is very modular so read the post carefully. I personally play with Zero’s tunings, because I also use University Costs More, Higher Scholarships and Harder Distinguished Degree Acceptance, as well as the Required Degree for Promotion that’s in optional folder. I know TS4 is a fantasy where I can have vampires and werewolves and also secret agents but I also like to make life hard on myself.

If you just want the Custom Degrees, good news: there’s also a file that goes by EA’s tunings so you don’t need to have everything cost an arm, leg and house or require degrees for jobs or anything.

There are other tweaks available, mostly to adjust the autonomy from roommates in dorms.

Revy’s Get Back your Presentation Board

I don’t want to talk about all the times I’ve lost my presentation board. This mod provides a way to get it back. You just have to email your professor.

LittleMsSam’s Choose your Roommate

Lets you pick your dormmates or roommates :’) Great if you have a specific storyline in mind and already have the classmates picked out. This is another mod that has steps so read the post carefully. You can also pair it with LittleMsSam’s Chores mod to set up cleaning rotations :)

Zerbu’s Go to School V5 [Builder’s Tools]

Did you think I’d leave out the child stage? I’m not EA. I’m including this one here as while its actively in development, builders can get started building elementary schools now. You can also read Zerbu’s plans for elementary school here. I would not recommend using the old mod for now, as its considered unsupported and will be replaced by the new version requiring HSY.

But until then, I’m keeping it here as I know Go to School is a long running mod. V4 is here.

Ilkavelle’s Children Aspiration Bundle

Tired of the same 4 aspirations for each kid? Me too!! This mod adds four new aspirations for your kids to complete: Little Entrepreneur, School Star, Little Explorer and Voidcritters Master.

Ilkavelle’s After School Activities Bundles

You’ve got more aspirations so get more things to do after school too! Bundle 1 adds 5 after school activites focused on creative skills, Bundle 2 is on mental skills. The second bundle also requires a few of her events mods...

Ilkavelle Event Mods

The three that are required for the after school bundles [& also usable with the children aspirations!]...

School Trip: take a trip with your class to a museum or park!

Science Fair: yes, HSY has a science fair too, but this is an active event for kids as well! Compete in a science fair against your peers, and perhaps be judged as the best

Debate Event: let your future lawyers compete against each other, starting from grade school. These events can also be attended by teens, in case you want them to go to debate club as well

Talent Contest: well if there’s a science fair, your artsy students should also get a chance to show off, right? This one isn’t required but it is a really cute idea.

Ilkavelle’s One Time Jobs for Teens & Kids

One of the childhood aspiration add-ons is about making some money as a kid. This allows kids to take up some jobs around the neighborhood (pet sitting, dog walking, lemonade stand, etc). Just a nice little add-on for your kids to do something extra.

credit and my many thanks to all the modders who enhance my gameplay exponentially, and to other simmers who have also made mod rec lists that inspired this one. If you have another category of mods you’d like me to post let me know - like I said, I have a lot of mods I play with 😊

#ts4 #wcif #mod list #mod recommendations #simblr help #i love mods so much you guys #i really admire console players for loving the game without all the extras but damn #i really love mods #one day i will finally master mod constructor and make the scholarships and aspirations i dream of #until then....................

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doom-dreaming · 7 months

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The More The Merrier: Ch. 3.5

“So.” Kelly’s voice rises out of the warm darkness. “Think you’ll go back to Lasky after that?”

Sarah snorts. “Of course I will. Exclusivity with anyone was never on the negotiating table.”

“Obviously,” Linda murmurs. Her breath tickles the back of Sarah’s neck.

“Just how complicated is this little…” Kelly flutters her fingers in the air, “...web you’re in?”

“Not as complicated as the rumors make it sound,” Sarah mutters, pillowing her arm under her head. Linda shifts to accommodate the movement and Sarah is once again hyper-aware of the heat from each body pressed up against her. It’s a lot—far more than she’s used to—but it’s…nice.

“Everyone knows about you and the Captain,” Kelly continues. “But is it true that Roland’s involved?”

“I swear to—” Sarah huffs. “If he's going around telling people, I’ll decommission him myself.” She’s speaking more to the room than Kelly—she knows he’s listening, in some capacity—but she follows the threat with a reluctant nod. “Yeah. Technically.”

There’s a subtle shift in Kelly’s expression; Sarah’s not intimately familiar with the nonverbal nuances specific to Kelly’s generation of Spartan, but she can still tell something dangerous is happening behind those eyes. “...whatever you’re thinking, I don’t want to be anywhere near you when the dust settles.”

Kelly’s attention snaps back to her, lips twisting into a smirk. “Oh, she learns fast, doesn’t she?”

Against her back, Sarah feels a ghost of a laugh vibrate in Linda’s chest.

“Trust that instinct,” Kelly whispers, sliding a finger down Sarah’s sternum. Anticipation coils in the pit of her stomach, but Kelly’s hand leaves her skin without instigating anything more. “So how does it work? He’s along for the ride?”

She’s still wary of whatever’s going through Kelly’s head, but she nods. “One of us plugs him in—usually Tom, they integrate better—we fuck, we put him back in the ship.” She shrugs.

“And he likes it?”

“Can’t get enough. He wanted to hitchhike with me tonight.”

Linda’s voice is syrupy in her ear. “Should’ve let him.”

“No. Not a chance in hell. Maybe the third or fourth time, but not the first.”

Kelly props herself up on her elbow and Sarah can practically feel the look she exchanges with Linda. “You think this’ll happen again?”

“Didn’t you just ask me if I’d leave Lasky for you?”

The comment draws noises of amusement from both of them and a warm knot settles itself somewhere inside Sarah’s chest. She does her best to ignore it. She isn’t sure she can allow herself to develop the same kind of feelings for them that she has for Tom. Honestly, she isn’t sure that would even work out if she tried. No, this could stay physical and nothing more. And she could be okay with that. Hell, it worked with Miller, didn’t it? This wouldn’t have to be any different.

“I wouldn’t mind it,” Kelly sighs, settling back down onto the pillows. Sarah’s still glad she didn’t have to be the one to make the admission. “How about you, Lin?”

Linda’s arms wrap tighter around Sarah’s ribs. “She’s fun. We should keep her.”

Sarah stays quiet. She doesn’t admit that she likes how possessive they’re being. She doesn’t acknowledge the growing burn of affection at how they’re already comfortable enough to banter and use nicknames around her. She just breathes steadily into the lull that settles over the three of them and enjoys it for what it is.

Kelly, again, breaks the silence. “Is that it, then? Just you and Roland and the Captain? Not much of a web after all.”

“Well…” For a second, she’s hesitant to bring attention to the smaller connections, but if Kelly and Linda were going to be involved in the whole mess, anyway… “No. There’s also Miller.” She’s about to elaborate—Blue Team couldn’t be bothered to remember the name of every S-IV they did or didn’t work with—but Kelly surprises her.

“The whiny one that handles Ops?”

“I know how it sounds. But he’s…” She sighs. “He’s easy to boss around and starved for praise.” Yeah, it really did sound bad when she said it out loud. “And you should blame Roland for getting him involved in the first place…”

#halo #halo fanfic #my writing #kelly/palmer/linda #palmer sandwich #infinity polycule #is that a tag??#it is now #trailing off at the end before i have to list more names because i don't Actually Know Who All Is Involved In The Polycule?#or at least i assume there's more. maybe there isn't #and i am going to put this up on ao3 as well i just decided

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lucky-clover-gazette · 11 months

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The Big Picture

The Four Swords manga, adapted/retold using both canon and additional scenes, with a focus on Vio and Shadow's individual characters and ambiguous relationship.

Chapter One: Who Am I?.

He crosses his arms and turns up his nose, looking from face to face to face. There are three of them—three of him—only one of whom resembles the him he thought he was, but now he’s not so sure. Why had he ever chosen to wear that green outfit? It’s clearly not his color.

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FEBRUARY

Shadow Link is having so much fun right now.

He rises from the sacred altar in the fallen maidens’ place, a low chuckle in his throat. Here he is, after a month of preparation—a shadow in the world of light.

The hero Link watches him in shock, already drawing his sword. “A demon!” he exclaims, while the Princess gasps daintily behind him.

Purple smoke clears to fully reveal Shadow’s form. He fixes his face in a slight grin, just as he’d practiced in front of the mirror. He’s going for a mysterious, vaguely threatening vibe—kind of like Ganon’s, except he’s actually here in person.

The hero’s eyes widen as he takes in Shadow’s appearance. “Wh…who are you?”

“Me?” Shadow asks, his grin creeping upwards ever so slightly, “I’m the hero… Link.”

The hero Link just stares. “What?”

Kind of slow, Shadow thinks, until he isn’t. Link rushes him, slashing his sword in a horizontal arc. Shadow is almost surprised—he didn’t expect the good guy to so quickly go in for the kill. It’s a lovely surprise, as is Shadow’s sudden translucence as the sword swipes through the air.

Link draws back slightly. “My sword went right through him!”

Oh, this’ll really creep him out. Shadow floats up to his face, too close for comfort, and unfocuses his eyes just enough that it’s uncanny. Well, uncannier. After holding that pose for a second, he rushes Link right back, grabbing the Princess by the shoulder with a firm hand.

Distantly, he realizes this is the first person he’s ever touched. She’s… warmer than he’d expected.

“Link!” Zelda calls out, gloved hand outstretched. Shadow would love to tell her not to worry, that he is Link, but that would be untrue on both accounts.

“Princess Zelda!” cries Link, reaching back. And for perhaps the first time in his pathetic light-dwelling life, he is not entitled to a comforting touch.

Shadow pulls Zelda backwards into the darkness, using his magic to send Link where he’s meant to go. He dispels Zelda with similar disdain, watching the purple smoke consume her form.

The Princess is fine, of course, simply stowed away for later. Half a dozen hinoxes are currently on standby to receive her at the Tower of Winds. Shadow almost wishes he could escort her himself, but his work here is far from complete.

After all, he still has a castle to storm.

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Link awakens with a sword at arm’s length. Not just any sword—the Four Sword, sunk into its holy pedestal before a stone mural he’s only noticed in passing. Zelda has taken him here before, throughout their many years of friendship, but this is his first time alone.

“I’m in the Four Sword Sanctuary,” Link says, rising shakily to his feet. He must have been sent here for a reason, right? He’d been under the castle before, with Zelda, doing… something. Checking on something, because of a dream she had. Something awful was coming, she’d told him. And he’d told her not to worry, because he’d put a stop to it.

But the awful thing had been unexpected, and the hero Link had failed.

He feels like a child, not a young man of nineteen. He often acts immaturely—arrogant, overconfident, enjoying himself more than a proper knight should—but he can’t remember the last time he felt this helpless. And why does he feel this way? The memory is distant, almost taunting.

What he does remember can’t possibly be true. A twisted copy of himself, gripping Zelda as she disappeared into a cloud of dark smoke. Oh, Zelda—she’d been so scared. Her face…

He’ll save her. Even if he doesn’t know what’s going on, he will save the princess. It’s what he does, and what he’ll always do, until the far-off day when he literally ceases to exist.

“Where’d that shadowy guy go?” he asks, rubbing the already-forming bump on his head from hitting the hard ground. He can more clearly picture it now, the strange specter who claimed to be Link while resembling his exact opposite.

“Zelda!” Link calls, refusing to accept her absence. He turns to the sky, searches behind crumbling pillars. “Princess Zelda!”

She is nowhere to be found.

“Princess Zelda was kidnapped,” Link pants, hands on his knees, sweat rolling down his face. He feels like he’s going to be sick. “She said something awful was going to happen!”

What can I do? How can I help her?

His eyes wander to the sword in the pedestal. The legendary Four Sword, that defeated the demon Vaati…

He grips the hilt. If he draws the sword, he might break the seal holding Vaati and his demons—but he has to risk it. He doesn’t have any choice.

Link summons his courage and breathes in deep. “Four Sword, lend me your strength!”

He lifts the holy blade above his head, and then h

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And then he exists.

Link lowers the sword slowly, making immediate note of the purple pommel. It’s strange, he could have sworn—

“W-what the?!”

Link’s head turns sharply to face Link, and Link, and also Link.

“So the legend…”

“‘He who draws the sword will split into four,’”

“It’s true,” says Link. Only those words leave his mouth. The rest… did not.

“Wow,” says the Link in green, “it’s a little weird seeing… three other guys with my… face.”

Link nods. He couldn’t have said it better himself.

The green Link smiles, pumping a fist in the air. “But four Links means four times the awesomeness! Together we can save Princess Zelda easily!”

“Yeah!” Link finds himself agreeing, although to be honest he finds his other self’s vocabulary lacking. Awesomeness? Really?

Their celebration is cut short by a strong gust of wind, encircling the podium at the sanctuary’s center. One look at the mural and Link knows exactly what’s happening—how had he been so stupid, not to notice before? Or even stupider, to notice and rush in anyway?

A gigantic monster forms out of stone, because of course it does. They just freed a demon, what else should they expect?

“Free,” announces a reedy, sinister voice, “I’m free!”

Link is already taking stock of the enemy’s possible weaknesses. Its giant vulnerable eye is of particular interest.

“Is that the demon?” asks Link, who apparently is the slow one of the bunch.

“We did break the seal,” growls Link, who must not be far behind. Ahead? It’s a mixed metaphor.

“Sorry,” says Link, the words leaving his own mouth. He likes the way they sound, the natural snark they carry. “I know you just got out, but… we have to put you away again!”

Taking the cue, the Link in green slashes at the monster’s arm with his own Four Sword. It smashes to the ground, which is good, but is quickly regrown by the monster, which is less good.

“His arm just grew back!” Green Link exclaims, stating the obvious. The others turn him, following his lead.

Link, however, can think for himself. “So what happens if we cut off all four limbs all at once?”

The others now turn to him, and a second later they launch into action. But the sanctuary is small and they’re used to fighting alone, so it’s not a surprise when the Link in green immediately collides with the one in blue.

“What are you doing?” snarls the Link in blue.

“It’s your fault! I was gonna get his right arm!”

“HYAAH!” Link cries out, slashing his own purple sword into a nearby limb. Unfortunately, his theory holds water—it’s pointless to do this alone.

“Wait a second!” And here the green Link is again, saying what he already knows. “We can’t just keep flailing around! Against an opponent this big we have to work as a team!

“How do we do that?” asks the Link in red. “I’ve never worked on a team before!”

“Team scheam,” Link finds himself saying, the rhyme leaving a sour taste in his mouth. “I don’t need any help.”

The blue Link points to himself. “Ha! I’m a one-man team!

The green Link ogles the others, sweat on his brow. “W…what? I’m not really such a big jerk, am I?”

Yeah, he thinks, I am.

“I just became four times as selfish!”

The green Link falls to his knees, which Link finds to be a bit overkill. “Oh, father! If I’d listened to you this wouldn’t be happening!”

His tragic soliloquy is cut short by the violence. The monster roars, creating a strong wind that threatens to take them all. Link grips a crumbling column, teeth gritted in concentration. “He’s gonna… breathe us in…”

And then he sees it, flying through the air—a flower. Zelda’s favorite flower.

That flower…

He recalls long days in the castle gardens, spent beside his closest friend. But, he’s shocked to realized, there’s a certain distance to the recollection. It’s foreign and unsettling, as if certain feelings had been present then that he can no longer access. As if these are his memories, but not really his.

He’d found her beautiful, he remembers, before he drew the Four Sword. He’d wanted to hold her hand. But now… he can’t imagine doing that at all.

Losing feelings is one thing, but losing Zelda herself is unacceptable. However detached, Link does not want to abandon the friend in those distant memories.

It seems that the others feel the same, as they all manage to finally strike in unison. Severing all four arms at once, they finally see to their enemy’s demise.

It crumbles into pieces with a dreadful groan, but Link can’t help but notice a strange wind drifting from the rubble.

Still, he smiles. If only for a second.

“Was that Vaati?” asks the Link in green, frantically addressing the others.

Link nods. “He is a wind mage. That might not have been his final form.”

This sobers the group immediately. The Link in red puts a hand over his mouth.

“Vaati is free in the world again,” says the Link in green, who apparently has a knack for unnecessary summarization. “Let’s get back to the castle! If the legend is right, he wants to rule Hyrule.”

Link sighs and sheathes his sword. After all, when are ever the legends ever wrong?

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Shadow lurks around a corner, chuckling at the aftermath of the heroes’ first battle. “Vaati is reborn,” he says to no one. He may not like Vaati (and Vaati definitely does not like him), but a successful plan is still worth celebrating. “Thank you, Link—next time we’ll bury you!”

The heroes stand in a circle, celebrating their false victory. Idiots, all of them. “The fact that there are four of you will only make it easier!”

Shadow laughs as he leans coolly against the crumbling stone wall. He’s not planning to stick around for much longer—in fact, he only stopped by the boring old sanctuary to confirm that Vaati’s release went according to plan.

No, Shadow Link’s grand debut is still yet to come… and by darkness, is he ready to perform.

#four swords #fs #my writing #shadow link #vio link #green link #blue link #red link #zelda

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kookieswan · 2 years

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Red Light - Playing with Madness

Nightmare!Hoseok x Psychologist!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Genre: Monster AU, Horror AU, Psychological horror some angst, odd fluff? Hoseok shows his affection in curious ways 🧐

Warnings: Please remember this series plays on heavy themes of psychological horror, manipulation, codependency, etc! Some talk of injury, nothing too graphic. It should be noted that this story will contain themes of horror/psychological horror and also explore obsessive behaviors and codependency. Many characters are morally gray. Please be warned!

Summary: After the Code Red, there’s a lot of questions as to what exactly happened. However, you’re in charge of figuring out why it happened.

Notes: I hope this chapter is alright, I’m in a bit of a weird mood today. It takes place some days after ‘Blood Rain’ but can be read independently. This’ll have a part two that picks up from the last line of text!

This is the 7th part of the Red Light series. Find the Masterlist here ♥️

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“Good morning Hoseok, how are you doing today?” The man stands casually in his cell, wings flexing behind him, jumpsuit unzipped enough to let slivers of skin peak out. It’s a curious behavior, something you’ll have to ask about later on if you get the chance. He cocks his head to the side, eyes bright as he sets them on you finally.

“I’m well. I think the better question is, how are you doing Doctor? You look quite tired, poor thing.” You’re exhausted, ever since Yoongi had decided to go on his little escapade and broke out other Nightmares, things have been hectic in the lab to say the least. Humming quietly, you take your seat across from him, crossing your legs and pulling out your notes.

“I’m fine, we’re here to discuss other things though.I have some important questions for you today, so let’s not stray off topic. I’m sure you can predict what they’ll be about based off the events in this last week.” The doctors down here have many questions about the last Code Red, it caused a lot of issue for a number of people. You almost got ripped apart but that doesn’t seem to be as much of an issue as Williams favorite mug going missing or Andrews losing some notes.

“Alright, to start things off, can you tell me why you knocked out the doctor who was supervising you?” It was relayed to you later after being found with Hoseok, he had seen the lights flash red, looked at the doctor, and then that was that apparently. Didn’t kill the man or even harm him, just did his business and walked right out like it was the most natural thing in the world. Said man shrugs nonchalantly, cracking his neck quickly before answering.

“Yoongi wanted to have some fun, who am I to not accept his gift? Plus, it was a good opportunity to stretch me legs. It gets a little cramped in here Doctor. I think a better question is why was no one guarding you?” It’s a passing thought, but their cells are rather small, comparable to a prisoners cell in a prison. It’s only natural he would take the opportunity to leave, you’re not shocked that he did. You likely would have done the same thing in his shoes, just as likely as your are to ignore his question.

“You knew that you wouldn’t have gotten into much trouble if you had been good and stayed put, and yet…” Hoseok was only tossed into isolation for a few days, mostly because he killed the other Nightmare (and because there wasn’t enough room for everyone to fit in there). Apparently they had been running important tests on them, but you can’t find it in yourself to be sad about the loss. On the contrary…

Hoseok shifts, wings drawing in even more tightly as if cautious. It’s become clear that they’re a giveaway for what he’s feeling; they often reflect his current temperament, or so it seems to some extent at least. He stares at you for a bit longer before letting out a deep rumbled laugh, pinched expression going lax again.

“You’ve caught me. I knew you were likely still with Namjoon, and so I decided to check on you. Colored me surprised to find out you were no longer with him, but exploring the blood soaked hallways.” You had questioned Namjoon first on the situation, mostly wondering why he didn’t leave his cell. You didn’t realize at the time, but it had been unlocked as soon as the alarms went off.

He could have easily left, easily slit your throat, but he didn’t. Didn’t even show signs that he wanted to leave. The only response he had given you was ‘I didn’t feel like it’ which is good enough for you because you’d like at least one well behaved patient. You’re not that satisfied with Hoseok’s response though.

“So you’re telling me you knocked out a doctor and broke out essentially to make sure I was okay.” His mind could have been anywhere, could have desired anything, and all he wanted to do in that moment of freedom was find you. The Nightmare just nods his head, hand coming up to pick at the zipper on his clothing.

“Sounds about right to me. I had to make sure your tiny self was safe Doctor, I’ve seen the way the personnel treat you down here.” The words sound sympathetic and yet there’s a tone of teasing. The smile remains on his face, eyes always directly on you, wings relaxed as the rest of his body remains unnervingly still.

You, however, remain quiet as a brow raises silently, unsure of what to say to him. It’s true, you’ve been treated less than the others so far, but you don’t want to speak of a word of it, not when someone is likely listening in. Hoseok raises a clawed hand to the wall and lets the jumpsuit fall even further open, leaning closer in as his smile grows substantially into something twisted.

“I admit this freely because the cameras aren’t working right now. They never do when I’m around. Funny that no one can hear us, hm?” You can’t tell if that’s a threat or something to console you. He’s getting very bold, too bold for you to ignore anymore… And that cements your lingering thoughts.

He’s playing with you now.

Trying to dig deeper into your head, although doing it in a very sly way. You’re almost impressed with him, his ability to make you talk more freely. It’s a curious thing though, just how easily he’s able to latch onto what you’re concerned about like it’s second nature to him…

“Hoseok-“

“Why are you doing that Dr. _____?” The words ring out from behind you, the nasally voice you’ve come to already dislike making you inwardly cringe, the tone he uses more than condescending. Cocking your head back, you address the doctor while watching Hoseok closely. He had snuck in at some point, or maybe you just weren’t paying enough attention, Hoseok doing nothing to indicate the other man’s presence.

“I don’t understand what you mean, Dr. Williams?” You try to keep your voice level, to sound kind and precise, but Hoseok sees the way your eye twitches, the flicker in your mood. He stays quiet though, eyes drifting from you to Williams, his grin dying in brightness, wings slowly expanding.

“You call him Hoseok instead of his designated number as if he’s human, I find it odd.” You don’t appreciate the man questioning your work in front of a patient, but then again, he seems to like to question everything you do. Flicking your pen against the page a few times, the growing snarl on Hoseok’s face encourages you to tell Williams off.

“I’ll have to ask you to let me conduct the scheduled consultations with my patients the way I wish, Dr. Williams.” It’s not rude technically, but it’s enough to make him huff like a petulant child. You had no clue you’d be signing up to work with such immature people, but what else could you expect from old men?

“I think that-“ He’s interrupted by a loud bang, causing both of you to jump. Hoseok has his wings stretched out to the max, the corners having smashed into the walls on either side of his cell, and they crack harshly as if breaking. The Nightmare looks less than pleased, eyes void of any light as he looks straight through you, like you’re not even there. Williams blinks once, twice, and then mutters that he’ll speak to you later.

It remains quiet as the door shuts, the calm energy that Hoseok usually has having shifted. It rolls off him in waves, the smallest feeling of dread washing over you, a chill wracking up your body. It’s the first time you’ve seen him look even remotely aggravated, and you can’t say you like it too much, even when it’s not directed at you.

“You don’t like him.” Not a question, but a statement said with a tone of clear disgust. A very true statement, but you don’t like the idea of him digging around in your mind, not when he suddenly looks extremely predatory. Sitting up straighter, you decide it’s best not to entertain him any further, not when he’s trying to dig his claws into you.

“W-we’re not here to talk about me Hoseok. Now, back to what we were previously discussing…”

#red light ♥️#hoseok x you #hoseok x reader #hoseok x y/n #hoseok fluff #hoseok angst #bts x y/n #bts x reader #bts x you #bts fluff #bts angst #bts horror au #hoseok #bts

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sphnyspinspin · 8 months

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[About Blog]

- This is my Transformers fan blog! I usually just draw and write and that’s about it. Considering I have trouble getting new ideas in my noggin I decided to open REQUESTS and ASKS. But I’ll only be taking a few at time—you know the whole OPEN and CLOSED signs will be very prominent. This’ll go for both drawing and writing stuff.

There’s probably going to be more stuff to add on to this so make sure to see if I updated anything important on here like DNI or ASKS and REQUESTS.

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[DNI]

- Homophobic -

- Transphobic -

- TERFs -

- Sexist -

- Racist -

- NSFW -

- Proshipper -

- Ableist -

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[ASKS]

1) Can Accept

- Pretty much anything that doesn’t make me uncomfortable. And I can be slow when it comes to checking my inbox so if you like what I do here, you might have to be a little patient. I like it when people just come by to say hi or compliment my work, so don’t be afraid to do so. You don’t need to feel obligated to spare my feelings too, I can take criticism when I need it.

2) Won’t Accept

- AGAIN! NOTHING CREEPY! Don’t ask me about personal stuff please, I’ll update small bits on how I’m doing, don’t be pushy. And don’t send me random links without context or at least a small description, it gives off creepy vibes.

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[Fandoms]

- Transformers: Rescue Bots : Good God, this show was like the very first layer of my TF hyper fixation—not my biggest fixation just my first.

- Transformers: Rescue Bots Academy : THIS SHOW is my biggest fixation it’s so cute and wholesome and clever and fun it is such a good show I love the characters so much.

- Transformers: Cyberverse : PLEASE—this show is AWESOME, I praise it for the characters, the story, the character designs, the animation, the EVERYTHING(this is where I personally think Soundrod first originated).

- Transformers: Robots In Disguise 2015 : Hear me out, this show is actually kinda funny in a non-ironic way I promise, and the designs aren’t half bad.

- Transformers: More Than Meets The Eye : I have read zero TF MTMTE and I never plan to because I would actually die from dehydration after crying so long; but the fandom makes me laugh and I like the art.

- Transformers: Lost Light : Again I have read zero Lost Light comics and I don’t plan on it; because I feel like I know enough just from the memes.

- Transformers: Animated : This show SHOULD be more popular, and it’s the main reason I have my artstyle today (and please don’t bully me but when I found out my fave characters dies I stopped watching….. like immediately………. I didn’t finish season one).

- Transformers: Earthspark : This show, oh my god, I have a love-dread relationship with it; it has so much care-free positivity, an adorable group of characters, nice designs with world-building being amazing so far, but I know for a fact it will destroy me sooner or later. P.S. it already has

- Transformers: Botbots : This. This…. Where do I begin; oh right, literally the TF fandom parody—like I know for a fact that 85% of the characters’ personalities are inspired by random TF tumblr posts, you can’t deny that.

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[Side-Blogs]

1) @transformers-bold-bright-brisk

- My blog for my TF fan Continuity project. Right now it’s mostly drafts and concept art and writings,

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[Communication]

1) Follower Interactions

- I will do my best to answer ASKS because I am terrible at checking my inbox. Also, I’m going to try and reply to comments, but if I stop doing that—it’s not because I don’t like you guys, it’s cause I’m lazy and I usually don’t have anything interesting to reply back with. And please read my DNI, ASKS, and REQUESTS boxes before interacting, thanks. Also ask stuff will be tagged as either #sphny asks (𖦹////𖦹)•*°⊹ or #sphny answers (𖦹0 𖦹)•*°⊹

2) Mutual Interactions

- Hey! If you followed me and I followed you back and somehow we were able to become regular chit chat buddies from either in the tags, reblog games, DMing, and etc. then you probably know me enough to understand my thought process when I talk to people. And if you’re a new mutual and actually want to interact with each other more than same goes for you—read my DNI, ASKS, and REQUESTS boxes. I respect your boundaries, you respect mine—win win. I would honestly be very excited to talk to me people on this platform, I just get a little bit shy/anxious sometimes

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[Posting]

1) Art

- When I post my art I’ll usually tag it under #sphny arts (𖦹w𖦹)•*°⊹. And right now I’ve been posting A LOT of RBA fanart. But if I feel really motivated to draw requests I’ll do my best to draw TF characters from other continuities in my style too.

2) Writing

- What I write consists of drabbles, headcannons, one shots, short-reviews, and other opinions I have that I like to share with the world. And I’ll give an itty bitty irl update just to notify I’m still alive. And they’re going to be tagged under #sphny speaks (𖦹<𖦹)•*°⊹ #sphny alternates universe (𖦹ㅁ𖦹)•*°⊹ #sphny originates character (𖦹▿𖦹)•*°⊹

3) Reblogging

- Oh boy. I reblog a very random assortment of posts. I reblog from mutes, followers, and strangers all the time. I’ll partake in reblog games I tag under #reblog shenanigans which would always be a new uquiz or for picrew challenges it would be #picrew shenanigans. When I reblog art or literally anything I COMPLIMENT THEM IN TAGS! And in the actual text part if I’m super eccentric about it too. And they’ll be tagged under #sphny reblogs (𖦹Q𖦹)•*°⊹

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[Social Media]

- TikTok : sphnyspinspin2006 (There’s literally only three posts to my name)

- Instagram : sphnyspinspin (Barely Active)

- DeviantArt : sphnyspun (I never use this)

- Discord : sphnyspinspin (I’m VERY shy)

- AO3 : sphnyspinspin (I write very little on here)

#hiiiii #masterlist #master post #boundaries #blog rules #I’m still figuring out what I want to do with this blog #if I feel the need to update this I will #main tags—>#my art #one shot #reblog shenanigans #transformers #maccadam #maccadams

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unrealwasteland · 1 year

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Roosmav fic recs vol. 6: Bottom!Bradley favorites

It's no secret that I'm the type of reader to have top/bottom preferences, and in the case of Top Gun, I usually prefer fics with bottom!Mav, and that preference probably shows in my fic rec posts. So, here are some of my favorite bottom!Bradley fics that haven't been featured on my previous rec lists.

As always, heed the tags and possible warnings.

lift me up, draw me close (don't let go) by Lacerta 7k, E, no archive warnings apply spit as lube, miscommunication, getting together

“I can still pick you up easily,” Maverick says, oblivious to Bradley’s internal struggle. “So why did you really start avoiding that?” Bradley fully intends to act normal, or as normal as he can in the circumstances, he has an excuse ready on the tip of his tongue, but then Mav shifts his grip on Bradley to hold him a little steadier – a little closer – and his fingers press harder into Bradley’s cheeks, and he can’t– Maverick freezes, with Bradley’s half-hard cock pressed against his abdomen.

I always enjoy this author's writing, and this fic was really hot. I loved how desperate Bradley is for Mav, and they just wouldn't be them without some miscommunication.

Airstream Blues by Muccamukk 13k, E, no archive warnings apply close quarters, pining

When they headed out to Mojave following the mission, Bradley wasn't expecting Mav's trailer to be the most difficult thing to deal with.

Oh god the PINING. Bradley is so in love and so thirsty. There's an angsty undercurrent to this fic that I really love, and the writing is fantastic.

i and love and you by notyourwinter 4k, E, no archive warnings apply soulmates, crack treated seriously

From the time he’s very young, all Bradley wants is to find true love—the kind of all-consuming, soul-satisfying love he hears about in his mom’s stories of his father. And it is, perhaps, the greatest injustice of his life that he’s pretty sure he’ll never get that. It’s hard to build any sort of meaningful relationship with someone when everyone you fuck finds their true love almost immediately after.

This was such a sweet and fun fic, I loved the slightly cracky premise. Truly a joy to read.

the life you save may be your own by hazelmotes 3k, E, no archive warnings apply established relationship, porn with feelings

“Ask me, sweetheart, c’mon.” Pete started working his thumb against a bruise he’d sucked into Bradley’s collarbone, leftover from a few nights ago when some ensign had had the gall to hit on Bradley at the Hard Deck. “Ask me for what you want.” “I don’t know how,” Bradley said on a gasp, arching into the pain, into the hand of the man he belonged to. “That’s alright,” Pete said. “I can tell you how.”

This is so beautiful and intimate, with some very hot possessiveness and codependency. I'm in love with their love.

(don't) hold back by nastneast 6k, E, underage watersports, accidental pissing, humiliation, mildly dubious consent

A joyride in Mav’s P-51 left the two with more than just sweat to clean up. or the one where Bradley desperately needed to piss but Mav refused to land the damn plane. (AKA, the three times Mav made Bradley piss himself).

This author writes almost exlusively bottom!Bradley, and I could have picked pretty much any of their fics for this list, but… This one is my favorite because of sicko reasons. (No underage sex in this one, but it's implied that Maverick was into 17-year-old Bradley)

the house of wicked dreams by secondhandgloves 7k, E, rape/non-con hurt no comfort, horror, mild gore, dark!maverick

“You bought a place without scoping out the basement?” Maverick grins, sipping his beer. “You’ve seen enough horror movies to see how this’ll play out, especially around Halloween. It was nice knowing you, Bradley.” In which, Rooster buys his forever home without doing his research and Maverick visits him at night, in haunted dreams.

I'm not usually a big fan of horror, but this was just the right amount of spooky for me. This fic is amazing, but it's pretty intense, so I'd recommend opening a fluff fic in another tab to read as aftercare. :D

#for anyone who wants to know: there's no omegaverse fics on this list #roosmav #top gun maverick #bottom bradley rooster bradshaw #fic rec #rsmv recs #btw i know the top/bottom thing is kinda meaningless but it's just an easy way for my brain to categorize fics i guess #and i end up having a preference in every fandom i'm in but there's no particular meaning behind it #in bigger fandoms i tend to get pickier about what i read #but i love and appreciate many different flavors of roosmav :D <3

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Hello, I have a question! I have a couple of currently homeless ocs (as in, I dropped their stories so now they’re just floating around aimlessly in my head) and I was thinking of catifying them and using one of them as a Mommyclan cat (um. For reference at most of them come from the Mommy? Sorry. side of my brain which is why I thought it was appropriate but if that’s an issue lmk!!) but I couldn’t decide who would be funniest so I was wondering if I could make a poll and have the Mommyclan members help me pick a cat? But if that’s too obnoxious than I’ll pick one out on my own! I was just wondering if that’s allowed.

There’ll be six at most, but more likely I’ll be able to whittle em down to three, if only because I can’t draw for anything, lol. No garuntees that this’ll happen because I might pick one out! Sorry for being annoying, haha

OHHH THIS ACTUALLY SOUNDS FUN!!! The max characters you can have in Mommyclan is 2, so you could actually add the two with the highest poll votes to Mommyclan!! DEFINITELY tag me if you make the poll, this is a fun little idea loll

#asks #not annoying at all btw i have asks open so ppl can ask questions ofc! :3

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omoriboii · 10 months

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Dude, it’s fetishization. The word has more meanings than just “porn with specific focus”. Your excuses are kind of bullshit…like you wanna complain about it just existing? You only draw it of sunny and hero. If this was about inclusion, you’d actually look into what healthy plus sized body types look like instead of drawing everyone as borderline obese. If you really think you’re bringing representation to the table, you’re not—because these aren’t realistic depictions. Most people don’t look like this. And you HAVE drawn them in these situations with shirts that are too small.

And that shit about choice? Most people aren’t born skinny. You have to work for that shit. Some people starve themselves to get to that shit. This kind of “representation” is harmful, whether you like it or not. And yeah, there are a ton of issues with skinny people being fetishized too. The problem with pointing that out is that every art style is different, and it’s usually easier to spot this kind of stuff because it’s so much more exaggerated.

Let’s be honest here. This is a fetish. Your literally creating tags like “fat sunny”, which in itself is offensive because anyone who is actually over the standard weight understands that most people hate the word fat. That use of it especially.

You do not care about actual plus sized people. You’re making this content because 1) it’s a sexual fetish 2) you enjoy making fun of plus sized people or 3) you’re trying to do representation but are going about it in a way that presents plus sized people as always obese and always food lovers and always upset/embarrassed about size.

I’m sorry if you can’t accept that LMAO, and this’ll be my last message cuz yeah, this is a fucking waste of my time. Kinda sucks that you’re like this, since I was hoping you’d give me a reason to not be disgusted with you. But okay, dude, whatever.

Bro I don’t even have words… 😭

On anon too…

Just unfollow if you don’t like me. It’s not my job to please anyone.

#omoasks

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recromage · 4 months

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The Elven Tavern by Recromge

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A new adventurer? I'll help you find a guide!

Chapter 1: Whos that?

Chapter 2: That's the tavern?

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Chapter 1:

Sitting in town central lays a small tavern. It is a little tavern of two floors and a feel that draws in anyone who looks at it. The tavern’s name you ask? Well, that would be the ‘Elven Tavern’, the tavern run by a beautiful elf is quite popular in the town. The building made up of various shades of wood and stone alike makes up for it’s not-so-appealing look with its interior and service. With its stone pavement and the shabby deck, it could use a good redesign but yet it’s still so popular? If you’re wondering why you should ask the owner. “Me? I don’t have a clue, it’s still surprising to see all sorts of people come in to dine. Some stay to dine and drink while others choose to rest here, I’m just happy to see all the races getting along when they come in. From elves and humans all the way down to the dragonkin and merfolk, we get people of all kinds they fight every once in a while but we don’t get many of them.”

You hear that? Looks like it’s a better place than I thought although how much of that do you believe? Let’s ask some others. “It’s a decent place. I get to drink as much as I want without worrying about being brought into a fight for what I am. So It’s an ‘A’ in my book.” A member of the dragonkin said. “I can’t stand all the improper beings that enter here but at least I know that I’m not going to ingest

poison, so I guess in that right it’s okay.” An elvish man said while turning away. “If I have to see another member of the dark lands then I’ll personally go hunt them down, but I get good quality food and the drinks are good so I don’t mind seeing them here.” A woman with beautiful blue hair said.

It seems like the opinions are different from wha- “I like it here! The food is good and so are the drinks, the people at least try to be nice and there is never a dull moment, we may not always get along but we have fun. There are games, food, and a place to stay, and when we need it we can always count on the staff to help out in any way. Even the owner comes out to talk and have fun with the crowd.” A human male said. I stand corrected, it seems like most don’t get along but they tolerate each other for the sake of the tavern or maybe for the sake of the tavern’s owner.

“Dang it! Oof!” Speak of the devil. “That hurt.” A woman with shoulder-length blonde hair seems to have fallen on her face. The girl gets up dusting off her white dress, on a closer look she seems to be wearing a knee-length dress with a brown corset over it, brown boots, and a brown bag. The green-eyed lady smiles at a flower before pulling a knife out of her bag and cutting the flower out before putting it in a glass vial from her bag. “Nice! Valerian! This’ll help Granny Marry with her insomnia.” The lady walks away passing bushes and trees alike before finally leaving the forest she found herself in.

Walking down the paved path back to her tavern she passed many people from the town square, from men with red lizard-like skin to women with blue hair and gills on their necks. The town holds the largest population on the map! Some folk stopped the girl delivering their ‘Hi’s’ and ‘Hello!’s but the lady only smiled and waved at them before being on her way once more. The lady passed homes, restaurants, and buildings alike she eventually made her way over to a small home.

The walls were made mostly of stone with a dark wood roof and beams for support, it was behind in upgrades but it was always so mesmerizing to step up to. Maybe that’s why she liked it, it was simple but it never failed to get her attention. Knocking on the door with a smile on her face an elderly lady opened the door, A gray-haired lady sporting a purple dress with a dark pink shawl thrown over her shoulders smiled up at the blonde. “Oh! Dearie! It’s nice to see you again dearie, how have you been Ms. Mian?” Smiling at the little lady Mian handed over the glass to the little lady. “I’ve been good Mrs. Marry! I got the herbs you needed, try getting some rest now okay?” Granny nodded at her “Alright dear and you make sure to take care of yourself, how’s the tavern?”

Waving at Granny Mian walks away yelling out “It’s been good! Thanks for asking!” Making her way downtown she eventually found herself in front of a rundown-looking tavern.

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Hello everyone! This would just so happen to be the first chapter of my story ‘The Elven Tavern’, I sure hope you liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it! I’ll get the next one finished and out as soon as possible!!

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oh-surprise-its-me · 6 months

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@aki-draws-things ask for

“David and Lucas. Anything ,really... a first meeting perhaps. Or an accidental one. Whatever... just a firefighter and his pretty boy nurse.”

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Lucas was dead on his feet, he’s pretty sure a car could hit him and he’d thank it. Three more hours and then he’s free. Only three more hours. That’s what he’s been saying for the last eight.

The alarm goes off and he stands. He leaps for the blond who’s hand is covered with blood. There’s a man next to him refusing to move.

“If you don’t fucking get out of my way I’ll move you myself. Move.”

The man jerks like he just realizes Lucas is there. He takes three steps back. The blond snorts, “hey doc how bad?” Lucas stares at the man who has probably lost quite a lot of blood if he looks this pale. “Knife cut?” The man flushes. “No. Well yes and no. Knife and also sharp metal.”

Lucas blinks. “You’re the guy that redoes some of the cars around here?” The man behind him snorts. “Understatement, Chrisy here is the best of the best.”

Lucas nods while still packing the wound. “You’ll need stitches.” The man Lucas is assuming names Chris thumps his head back. He’s pretty in a farm boy way. “Need me to call someone for you?” Chris shakes his head. “Nah. No one would pick up. David’s here so I’m good.”

Nineteen stitches later the man, who Lucas now knows as Chris Seresin and David Benton are sitting in the waiting room for the pain meds Lucas said he would get Chris. As he walks back to the room he grabs his backpack. Why stick around.

“Pain meds for you. Don’t swim for a while. But you’ll be okay.”

David looks shocked at the no swimming. “None? He does it almost every weekend. Was on swim team in Highschool. Not sure this guy will survive land for so long.” Chris smacks David with the hand that’s not bandaged.

“Wait you swam? Maple grove school?” Chris nods. “Oh shit that’s why I know you. Seresin. We swam for a two years together. You were a freak at butterfly.” Chris laughs and shrugs. He leans a little on David. “It’s a challenge but t’s so fun.”

David shakes his head and stands, he takes Chris’s unhurt arm and pulls him up. “Come on pretty boy. Bed time for you.”

Lucas casually follows them out to the parking lot. He waves as he cuts over to his car.

His car that has two flat tires.

If he’s taking a guess he’s going to guess that his ex boyfriend did this. Lucas feels like crying. One more thing on an incredibly long day.

“Need a ride?”

Lucas snaps his head up to see David and Chris sitting in a car. “Oh I can’t be trouble. I can walk.” Chris snorts and slips into the back seat. “Shut up Lu come on. We’ll take you home and David will bring you back to the car tomorrow. It’s late.”

Lucas can hear the voice of his uncle saying bad idea but he doesn’t care. If he gets to sleep a few minutes longer then so be it if he gets stabbed.

He slips into the passenger seat. He sees a Polaroid of Chris with two men and then another with. Chris and just David.

David sees him looking and smiles at him.!Lucas gets a jolt in his stomach he hasn’t felt in months. He smiles back. How could he not smile. He thinks maybe this’ll end up going well. Maybe they’ll even become friends.

#chris seresin #top gun #lucas benton x david benton #lucas benton #david benton #mac writes top gun

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trinoxtrinox · 2 years

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Ectoberhaunt 2022, Side Order. Prompt: Purify

Summary: Danielle came back to Amity Park, and the first person she visits is one Valerie Gray. They talk a bit and play on the skies of Amity Park, however soon the clone realizes that the fuel the Red Huntress is using isn’t optimized.

Content Warning: Ectoplasm is talked to be similar to blood, so maybe warning there? IDK I'm not sure if it applies here since there's no bleeding going on :V

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Flying in the air, a black blur began speeding towards Amity Park, not leaving any trail behind it as it continued with an objective in mind.

“Hehehehe, this’ll be awesome!” Exclaimed a female voice as she flew over Amity Park, finally arriving to the city, now changing directions in order to reach a certain hotel, one that was inhabited by none other than Valerie Gray, also known as the Red Huntress by the people on the streets whenever she goes out on patrols or is fighting ghosts.

Finally a few minutes later the ghost ended up outside the hotel, said figure remaining invisible to avoid problems, and entered the room that was overlooking the street on the fourth floor. Sitting on the bed that was there, the ghost let go of her invisibility and let rings of light split from her waist, turning the ghost into a human version of herself; this was Danielle Fenton, also known as Danielle Phantom, nicknamed Ellie by everyone who knew her. Right now what she was doing was waiting for her friend to arrive home so that she could give them a surprise with her presence there.

Finally after what seemed like a whole year but was actually only half an hour, one Valerie Gray arrived home and enter her apartment, leaving her bag in the entrance and entering her room, blinking rapidly as she saw the cloned halfa sittin in her bed while drawing something in a notebook that was left in the desk besides herself.

“Ellie!” Gray lost all her tiredness instantly as she run to hug her, knocking them both down in the bed

“Val!” she greeted back, hugging tightly and floating both of them above the bed to spin on it, and finally letting gravity take a hold of the pair once she was over her friend

“I didn’t know you were coming back! You should’ve told me, I could’ve prepared a whole day for us to hang out together.”

“I wanted to surprise you girl, it’s NOT easy doing that, let me tell you”

“HA! You can say that again, I have to be aware of everything that happens around me in case a ghost decides to attack after all”

“I know I know, but now that I’m here, it’s time for the both of us to have some FUN! What do you say, Val? Wanna fly around Amity and practice shooting the Box Ghost once he makes an appearance?”

“I can’t say no to that. Let me leave a note to my dad that I might be out late and I’ll be ready to fly away” With that, Valerie pushed Danielle off of herself and sat on a chair that was on the desk next to her bed, ripping a blank page out of the same notebook that her friend was drawing in to write said note for her father.

“I’ll lock the door and we’ll be jumping out of the window to the outside for a quick fly”

“Sure thing, I’ll be waiting outside meanwhile.” And with that, Ellie turned into her ghost form once more and flew outside the apartment, waiting for her friend to get out and begin flying around as well. Once she was suited up, out and flying on her hoverboard, the now ghost began the race. “First one to the park wins! Ready-Set-Go!”

And without leaving any time for Valerie to react she instantly flew in the direction of Amity Park’s park, making sure to fly above all the buildings to give Val a fair race as well, who by the way was slowly but surely shortening the distance between the two of them. One the Red Huntress managed to reach her they were three streets away from the park, and this became an intense race to see who would be the winner this occasion; and in order to secure her win, Ellie shot a small ectoblast towards Val, a weak one so as to not harm her, but strong enough to imbalance her and slow her down enough to take the lead once more and crown herself the winner of the race.

“Yes! I won!” began doing loop de loops in the air Danielle as she heard Val arrive behind her two seconds later, right in the middle of her first loop.

“Yeah, because you cheated!” Screamed without any venom the red cladded vigilante, a bit pissed at her friend yet remaining fond of her regardless, like friends often do when they tease each other.

“I never said we couldn’t shoot each other, that means I didn’t cheat”

“Oh yeah? Well I guess that means there’s nothing wrong if I do this, right?” retorted Val, not giving Danielle any time to respond as she pulled out a small ectogun and shot it at her friend, tumbling her and interrupting her third loop.

“Hey! No fair!”

“There wasn’t any rule about not shooting the winner of the race”

“Why you little, come here!” Exclaimed once more the half ghost, flying after Valerie, and after a few seconds of escapades and running around aimlessly, she was finally captured, tumbling the both of them onto the dirt of the park, to a thankfully unoccupied part of the place (whether that was because of what seemed like a ghost fight or not, that’s a thing to discuss another time). “*sniff sniff* Hey Val, I don’t suppose you didn’t skip on any shower nor did you step on dog poop, did you?”

“Of course not! … I’m not smelly, am I?”

“Not really? I’m more like… perceiving something nasty instead of smelling something like that.” Sniffing around, Ellie finally managed to zero on the origin of the thing that was giving her the heebie jeebies. “Oh, it was your shot.”

“Wait, I didn’t hurt you badly, did I?” Val instantly jumped up from the ground and began inspecting the area of impact, looking out for anything that might indicate that the damage was more severe than expected

“Nah, it wasn’t that strong that blast to begin with, no need to worry about that.” Assuaged Danielle towards her friend, calming her down a fair bit. “Can I check out your weapons?”

“Eh, sure thing.” Val let out the gun that she shot Ellie with and gave it to her so she could inspect it. The half ghost sniffed it a bit and recoiled a little bit, indicating that the problem was effectively in the weapon; pressing some of the buttons present in it in order to learn what each of them did, until finally the part with the ammo opened, which in reality was only a small part on the top of the gun that allowed both of the girl to see how the ectoplasm flowed from the ambient towards the magazine, revealing at the same time something purple that was blocking some of the “vents” that separated the interior with the exterior of the magazine.

“There’s the problem, your weapon has a little bit of corrupted ectoplasm blocking out the filter thingy right there that feeds the ambient ectoplasm into it to give it ammo,” revealed the truth behind the problem Danielle, using her own finger to take the corrupted ectoplasm out and later burn it with some ectofire of her own, both girls witnessing how the flame instead of being it’s characteristic neon green became some shade of grayish green, which slowly but surely continued burning until it became neon green once again, “well, there you have it, your weapons must have some of this gunk in their filters, all you have to do to get rid of it is burn it in some ecto fire and all of it should burn away in a few minutes tops. You could try with normal fire, but I don’t know how long that would take.”

“Ok, that’s all dandy and good, and thanks by the way, but. How can ectoplasm become corrupted in the first place?” asked the Red Huntress as she began to pull out all the weapons in her arsenal, which ended up amounting to a whopping total of 8 weapons, two of which were integrated into the hoverboard.

“Oh that’s easy, you know how ectoplasm is basically the same as the blood and meat of ghosts?” After a small gross out from Val, she affirmed that she was conscious of it as she began to scrub all the magazines of her weapons, the only part of it alongside the triggers and the hammers some might have in order to avoid doing some irreversible damage. “Well, just like a human, usually ectoplasm can remain healthy because it remains in a constant flow and recycles itself, so once it becomes stagnant it needs to be constantly filtered in order to avoid infections on it, unless they come from an outside source of course.”

“So you’re telling me that the reason my weapons are giving off a stinky odor, and probably also became somewhat weaker since I’m sure you ought to at least have a first degree burn from the shot I gave you earlier, was because my weapons were shooting infected blood?” If it wasn’t because of her mask covering her face, Ellie might’ve been able to see how she was paling and began looking sick at the prospect of shooting that kind of stuff.

“Yep, but thankfully all your weapons have pretty efficient filters, so you have almost no corrupted ectoplasm in them.” Answered Danielle while putting another gun down and taking the bazooka to take care of its filter. “If it was a normal ghost then that small amount of corrupted ectoplasm would’ve been filtered away and recycled into something less harmful, however since this is a weapon and doesn’t have a system dedicated to recycling everything, it’s bound to catch some corrupted ectoplasm. I’m actually surprised there’s so little of it in all of your guns considering how long you’ve been doing this.”

“I DO make an effort to take care of my weapons and equipment after all.” After the conversation the girls continued cleaning all the filters, until eventually both of them were done with the endeavor. “Well, I’m a bit tired so I’ll head home. Wanna come so we can talk a bit more and you can tell me about your adventures around the globe?”

“Sure thing.” And with that they both flew back to the Gray’s apartment, entering through the window in Valerie’s room and surprising her father Damon when doing so. The rest of the day was spent talking with each other.

#Ectoberhaunt22 #EH Order #Day 7 #Purify #Danny Phantom #Valerie Gray #Danielle Phantom #Ectoplasm

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circa-specturgia · 1 year

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Hello! For the emoji game: Pistol, Tornado, and Love Letter for Cas please?

Hi Void!!! ✨

Let’s see, this’ll be fun to try and develop Cas more as I’ve been trying to do…

🔫 Pistol - Do they trust people easily? How easily will they turn their back to someone? Have they been backstabbed before? Will they betray someone if given an ultimatum?

Cas isn’t so much distrustful as he is cautious. Trust is something that needs to be earned with him, it takes time, and takes proving. He’s not purely analytical in approach though, and his feelings can be swayed by the actions of the person; someone open and kind who feels genuine would earn his trust faster than someone cold, or withdrawn. Or someone hot. Hot people get a bonus. Not like, instant trust, but it improves your chances.

That said, once you’ve earned his trust, true, deep trust, and shame that bond, Cas is loyal to a fault. The thought of betraying or turning his back to someone who trusts him is unthinkable.

As for being betrayed, though… We’ll see. 😉

🌪️ Tornado - What is the biggest change you’ve ever made to them? How have they changed from the original version?

I can’t say if I remember the biggest changes I’ve made to Cas himself, however one change that was drastic in relation to him was shifting the plot and his existence in the plot from him being summoned in his dreams to the setting; to being formed with no memories of any life before the moment of the beginning.

This fixed plot holes, and having Cas be explicitly part of the setting, with his past being something to be discovered, as opposed to just being an isekai with more steps, felt a lot more in line with how I wanted to rework the story and develop the world, and I’m so glad I decided on it.

I’ve changed his design a lot from the first iteration, the very first version of Cas was literally a drawing I did in 2018! Since then I’ve done overhauls and slight changes to his design as the way I visualized the setting and cast changed, and my sense of direction for the plot and atmosphere of the setting changed. The current setting is a lot darker, more expansive, gray, and so Cas has changed to reflect that.

Switching to 3rd person from 1st person also allowed me to play around with his character more as I’m be able to show him from outside perspectives more smoothly!

I answered Love Letter for both Cas and Mask here! Thanks for this ask! It helped me get some more thoughts on my boy! ✨

#writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing community #writing #answering asks #emoji ask game #ask game #wip.circa specturgia #circa specturgia

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