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ltbunny · 3 months

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creepy, pervert, boyfriend Mactavish is my roman empire

(fat reader because I'm feral and soap would little gnaw on your tummy like a chew toy [he loves you], excuse my grammar, English is my first language, I'm just bad at it)

CW: dub con-ish, unsolicited pics, consensual somnophillia,

Definitely sends pictures of you to the group chat cause he's so smug about having you,

Soap🧼

look at my bonnie baby

*attachment photo*

2:43am

its a picture of you sleeping against his chest, cuddled up, the flash of the camera in the dark room catching your back rolls and ass, his hand groping your ass and Johnny's smug grin in the back, somewhat visible but really not the center frame.

He sends another attachment, his mouth on your tits as he grins in the camera again, centre frame with your chest this time, maybe even a little video of him sucking your tits while you stir in your sleep, making little noises that go straight to his dick (and gaz's. he's the only other one up right now. simon and price wake up at 5am, they'll see it later)

He always sends more than he intended, but he can't help it, especially when he knows the boys like the pictures too. You're so soft and pliant when you're asleep, letting him spread your legs with ease, no panties, soap convinced you to let his second favourite girl (debatable) breathe, no panties on at night, same goes for his lil swimmers.

You said it was okay....right?

Yeah.

He can use you when you're sleeping, as long as he doesn't yowl like an animal and fuck you awake every night, once in a while is fine, he gets it, he's loud and he wants his pretty girl to have her beauty sleep but its been like 4 days and his cock is hard. Four days is long enough.

He looms over you and strokes his hard cock over your pussy, breathing heavy, his eyes never leaving your soft peaceful face, cooing nasty words with a soft voice.

And.... maybe the sleeping arrangements are fine, but the pictures aren't really... discussed... but that's just for him and the boys. You'll never find it anyway. What you don't know can't hurt you. The group chat could have confidential information! That's what he told you. He lets you go through whatever you want on his phone, nothing to hide, no girls, no cheating, expect his little hen. He says the gc, 'one-four-one', could have sensitive work stuff in it, and obviously, you trust him. You never peer or peak in the group chat. (Not like it has any top secret messages anyway. Why would anyone send confidential information in a whatsapp group chat? Silly girl, he muses, at least this way she won't see anything in the group chat..)

"Fuck, mo luaidh, ye so fucking sexy for me, even when all ye doing is breathing, it's like ye wan' me to cum all over that pretty pussy, your tits are going up and down, doll, fuck you want me to suck em again that bad?"

He grins manically to himself, leaning down and sucking your nipple again, groaning, stroking his cock faster, wanting to cum all over that pussy, it's been a while since you've shaved and he loves it, makes the cum stick better. He leads the tip down to your clit, shuddering at the warmth on his tip, rubbing it along the clit.

Cums right there, on your pussy and outside too, some splattering up to your soft tummy, he grins and snaps another pic.

Soap🧼

Call me Picasso cause i just made some art

*attachment photo*

3:08am

Gaz🧢

Fucking beaut

Get it pumped as the Scottish say

3:09am

He grins at Gaz's text and throws the phone off to the side. He ain't done yet.

(Price and Ghost have Samsing you can't convince me otherwise, soap probably has a fucking Huawei but let's just settle with iPhone for now, Gaz has an iPhone and a burner phone)

(You wake up sticky, covered in dried and some globs of cum and with a weird, salty taste in your mouth, you groan and roll your eyes)

#creepy boyfriend soap #i havent written anything in like 2 years #my love #i would do proper grammar and spell checks and spag #but cba #john soap mactavish #soap x reader #john soap mctavish x reader

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incorrectbatfam · 1 year

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Tim and Jason headcanons 👀

One morning during breakfast Tim keeps excusing himself to go to the bathroom to fix his boxers because they must've stretched in the wash. Meanwhile, Jason can barely move and waddles into the kitchen like he has a rubber band around his legs. Imagine the horror when they connect the dots and realize their underwear got swapped

One day Tim's room suddenly starts to smell like tomatoes and he tears it apart trying to find the source. Turns out Jason put soup in the humidifier

Jason: *gives Tim an iced coffee*

Tim: "You put salt in it"

Jason: "No I didn't"

Tim: "I can literally see the crystals"

Jason: "What crystals?"

Tim: "Right there, all settled at the bottom"

Jason: "That's how the coffee is"

Tim still owes Jason for the time Jason stopped him from faceplanting in Alfred the cat's litter box

Contrary to how it appears, Jason's hair is thicker. It's so thick that Tim accidentally drops a glob of mayonnaise in it and Jason doesn't notice until he combs his hair hours later

They get bunk beds on a mission. Tim gets the top bunk after losing rock-paper-scissors. While he's asleep, Jason moves the ladder to the other side

Jason puts a cockroach on Tim's desk thinking he'll freak out. Tim, who's on his third day without sleep, looks Jason dead in the eye and eats it

As a kid, Jason often re-wore dirty clothes until he absolutely had to go to the laundromat meanwhile Tim washed his more frequently in small batches so he wouldn't get told off for having a huge pile. Cut to the present day where Tim's sifting through a mountain of Jason's laundry for a pair of socks and Jason is offering zero help whatsoever

They stand out in the rain to see who gets drenched first. It's usually Tim—he absorbs water like a paper towel. Jason then gets in trouble because Tim could've gotten sick ("Thanks, Bruce, not like I'm soaked to the bone too")

And when Tim gets sick, he refuses to take his meds unless someone sneaks it into his food. Finally, Jason has a use for the NyQuil Chicken TikTok

Jason drives three hours from an out-of-state safehouse to hide in Tim's closet and scare him. Little does he know, Tim is in the closet at the safehouse, waiting to pounce on Jason

Jason peels a pride sticker off a villain's car and gives it to Tim

Jason mixes all the Goldfish crackers into a dough and bakes them into a single giant Goldfish. Why? 'Cause he can, and Tim needs something to test his new food pic filters on

In March their patrols end by meeting at McDonald's for Shamrock Shakes

Tim prank calls Jason and convinces him he's lost in Metropolis. Eight hours, countless Bizarro flights, and two unfortunate geese encounters later, Jason storms into the Batcave while Tim simply grins and asks, "What'd you think of my new VPN?"

Tim and Jason find a wheelbarrow at a crime scene and keep it after the case is closed because it's a free wheelbarrow. This happens twice more and now they have enough for a family wheelbarrow race

Bruce makes them spend more time together, so Jason decides to teach Tim the Three-Card Monty. Tim just nods along because he doesn't know how say that he already learned it by watching the second Robin out-con a conman

Jason wakes Tim up one morning by chucking a feather duster at him, saying Alfred wants everything clean. So Tim gathers all the dust in his room and dumps it on Jason's bed before going back to sleep

The Ferris wheel has a clear "no food" policy but Tim doesn't listen and sneaks a chili dog anyway. Jason's in the seat below him, and it's the second time something falls in his hair without him noticing

Jason: "Red Robin, do you read me?"

Tim: "Affirmative. What do you need?"

Jason: "Pick a different gargoyle. That one's mine"

Tim: "I don't see your name on it"

Jason: "Check the underside"

Tim: "It just says Robin, so technically it's both of ours"

At one of Jason's safehouses there's a mysterious bucket in the corner of the living room. No one but Tim knows what it's for

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booasaur · 6 months

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Yesterday, as I was scrolling though Twitter, I saw reports starting to come in of an attack on a refugee camp in northern Gaza. After the confusion in the aftermath of the hospital attack before, news sites were a lot more leery of actually mentioning Israel or even airstrikes at all, so we got reporting like this:

But, at this point Israel actually seems to have no compunctions about admitting what they're doing and straight up taking credit because just a little while later I see people remarking on how in this interview:

even Wolf Blitzer, who used to work for the American Israel Public Affairs Committee (AIPAC, a powerful lobby), seems somewhat taken aback and asking for confirmation that the IDF is really saying what they're saying.

(By the way, not to leave out the continued journalistic passive voice cowardice on display only with respect to this conflict, this is what the New York Times text alert sent out:

A NEARBY HOSPITAL REPORTED MANY DEATHS???)

But anyway, okay, so Israel hit a refugee camp, terrible, cruel, the day ends.

Today, I wake up, and I see some tweets saying again they've hit Jabalia, and even my at this point cynical mind couldn't in a million years have thought they literally meant "again", I thought oh, they just mean that in an ongoing series of bombing places they shouldn't, they've hit a refugee camp, they're referring to yesterday's attack.

No.

Who would have thought they'd do it AGAIN? I don't want to post the aftermath of the videos and pics, but they were horrendous, and to do it again? So like, did not kill the alleged reported Hamas leader the first time? It was just many people's lives ruined forever for no reason?

But guys, then they attacked it a THIRD time.

I'm honestly just so sad right now. When will it end? We need a ceasefire now.

#israel #palestine #free palestine #gaza #jabalia refugee camp #news #like will we get used to this too #ceasefire now

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dean-winchester-is-a-warrior · 4 months

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Off and On Again

This fic will cover my "Do I have to take it off again?" square on my 2nd @jacklesversebingo card. The prompt will be in bold.❤️

Summary: When Y/N wants to hang on to Jensen's shirt he has a very interesting way of getting it back.

Warnings/Explicit 18+: Smut. All smut. Sexy af Jensen. Rockstar!Jensen. Definitely a warning. Slightly rough, unprotected PinV Sex. Oral (f. receiving.) Vaginal fingering. Slight orgasm denial (very light) and edging (sort of).

Pairings: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,619

A/N: Here is the next request for my second @jacklesversebingo card. This one is a slight AU - Rockstar!Jensen. It came from a sort of request from @envyaurora95 who shared this pic with me. So, I stole this prompt to fulfill that sort of request. 😊 I'm sorry that this didn't turn out exactly as we'd talked about. Hope you enjoy it anyway, my dear. ❤️

A/N 2: As always, this is a different version of Jensen from within the Multiverse who is single. Absolute and complete fiction, of course.

The beautiful dividers used here are from @talesmaniac89

Y/N’s eyes fluttered open and she looked around the room, disoriented for a moment.

It was a hotel room.

Was it morning or…?

Reality came floating back into her brain slowly and she realized the clock on the nightstand read 8:04 PM. It was evening. Then Jensen walked slowly out of the bathroom, a towel slung around his hips, and she remembered everything. They’d met in the bar the night before, and he’d picked her up with barely more than a smile.

They’d come back to his room and he’d spent all night making her fall apart over and over - he’d been insatiable and Y/N had woken up in the morning with aching muscles and a desperate need for even more of him. She’d convinced him to ditch the interviews he was set to do that afternoon, and they’d barely left the bedroom all day. She’d fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion a few hours earlier.

Jensen noticed her waking now and smiled at her from the foot of the bed. “Good evening, beautiful.”

It was beyond ridiculous to feel shy after everything they’d done together, but she blushed anyway. She had a feeling that there was something in his smile that would always make her blush.

“I was gonna wake you soon.” Jensen continued as he dropped his towel and stepped into a pair of dark blue boxer briefs. Y/N tried not to stare as he tucked himself away in the snug underwear. But fucking hell that man was…very...naturally blessed.

He spoke again as he slid on a pair of black jeans. “I’ve gotta get to sound check. But I hope you’ll come to the show tonight.” He thumbed towards the desk behind him. “I left you a ticket. Backstage pass.” He said with a wink.

Y/N nodded excitedly. “Yes, I’d love to come.”

His smile was soft. “Good.”

Y/N bit her lip and grabbed Jensen’s long-sleeved, black, denim shirt that sat at the end of the bed, pulling it on as she pointed towards the bathroom. “Gotta use the little girl’s room.” She said as she darted away.

When she came out a few minutes later, Jensen was fully dressed in his jeans and a gray t-shirt; he wore a watch on one hand and a couple of metal and beaded bracelets on the other, and a chain around his neck. His long hair was still slightly damp as he pushed it back off his forehead.

He was the sexiest thing Y/N had ever seen.

His smile was slow and sensual as he lifted a hand towards the shirt Y/N wore. “Gonna need that back now, sweetheart.”

Y/N arched a mischievous brow. “And what if I don’t give it back? Gonna make me?”

Jensen’s gaze became incredibly heated as he stared at her, slowly approaching her and forcing her to step backwards till she hit the wall.

“No, I won’t make you," he said silkily, "but if you don’t give it up, you’ll be sorry.” He said the last bit in a sing-song voice that made her giggle with anticipation while a shiver ran through her.

“Really?” Y/N questioned cheekily. “And why is that?”

Instead of answering Jensen pushed the sides of the shirt open, sliding his hands up over her ribcage to cup her breasts in both hands. He gently rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and Y/N gasped. They were extra sensitive after so many hours of Jensen’s mouth sucking and biting at them.

He dropped his head to her left breast and licked the aching, slightly chafed bud, his warm tongue soothing and exhilarating at the same time. He let go of her right breast so he could slip one finger between her wet folds to circle her clit, making her moan and thump her head back against the wall.

He sucked more purple marks into the soft skin of her breasts as he slid his thick middle finger into her body, making her cry out.

“Unf! Jensen, oh fuck, fuck!” She shouted as he pressed against her sweet spot.

He lowered himself to his knees and bent his head, dipping his tongue into her slick and finding and teasing her clit, flicking the tip back and forth against her. She bit into her lip, desperately trying not to scream out her need and brushing back the soft hair that fell across his forehead as he pleasured her.

She was on the brink, ready to topple over, all she needed was for Jensen to press against that sweet spot one more time. She was gasping and panting as she begged him to end her exquisite torment.

But suddenly he pulled back from her and licked his wet, swollen lips as he stared up at her, slick glistening on his beard and mustache.

“Told you you’d be sorry, beautiful. Now give me my shirt back like a good girl, and when the show’s over, I promise I’ll let you finish.”

Y/N whimpered as Jensen stood up and wiped his hand over his mouth. He pushed the shirt from her shoulders and leaned down to speak low, breathing against the shell of her ear.

“It’s gonna make me hard as hell onstage tonight, to know you’re watching in the wings, all wet and aching for me. Promise you won’t touch yourself? Wait for me.” He insisted and Y/N nodded, even though she pulsed with need.

“Good girl.” He praised as he shrugged into the shirt. He kissed her briefly and smiled against her lips. “See you after the show.”

***

The concert had been torture for Y/N. Watching Jensen onstage was like an hour and half of foreplay. Every note he sang and every move he made, shot fire straight to her core, making her muscles clench and ache from emptiness. She was so desperate to feel him move inside her again that there were moments she honestly thought she might come just from standing in the wings and watching him.

Finally the show ended and Y/N clapped and screamed with the rest of the fans as Jensen left the stage. Backstage was filled with clusters of people, managers, and backstage staff, VIPs and groupies, media personnel covering the tour; they all crowded into the limited space.

Jensen came through, with two big bodyguards on either side of him, pushing aside the groupies and media as Jensen smiled at them all and gave them a wave. But as he passed Y/N he grabbed her hand and yanked her along with him and she dashed a bit to keep up with his long stride. Finally he broke free of everyone and stepped through a nondescript black door. He pulled Y/N through it quickly and she was just barely able to recognize that it was a dressing room before Jensen slammed the door shut and spun her around to press her against it.

He shoved up the short corduroy skirt she wore as he tugged her hips out towards him. He dug his fingers into her hips as he bent across her body and panted onto her shoulder.

“I need to fuck you. Now. Say yes.”

“Fuck yes!” Y/N groaned. Jensen just pushed her panties aside so he could slam into her drenched cunt without hesitation.

“Ah fuck!” Jensen growled against her as he bit into the skin exposed by her off-the-shoulder sweater.

Y/N pressed her forehead against the door and tried not to scream as Jensen slammed himself home again, angling his hips so his cockhead perfectly hit her sweet spot. But when he pulled out and did it again, Y/N couldn’t hold back, as the hours of denial and edging finally erupted in a seemingly endless climax.

As Y/N squeezed around him over and over, Jensen’s rhythm faltered and he thrust deep and hard one last time before shouting out his own pleasure and spilling into her, hot and thick.

Y/N knew they could likely be heard throughout the entire backstage area. But as Jensen slipped his hand around her hip to tap and rub at her clit, bringing on yet another mind-blowing orgasm as he finished, she couldn’t manage to make herself care.

***

The next morning Y/N was simply incapable of moving for a solid hour after she woke up. So, Jensen just ordered them room service and they ate in bed, sharing some more of their lives with each other and laughing and joking together.

After a couple of hours of lounging and enjoying each other's company, Jensen had some phone calls he had to make and Y/N finally left the bed to go shower. The water felt heavenly and she was refreshed and far less exhausted when she stepped out.

As she toweled herself off she noticed Jensen’s black, denim shirt hanging on a hook on the back of the door. With a smile, she slipped it on and did up a few buttons before walking back into the room. Jensen was just hanging up his phone and he looked up as she emerged. His eyes darkened and he lifted his phone, waving it slightly.

“That was my manager. I need to go downstairs and make up for all those interviews I skipped yesterday.”

Y/N pouted slightly but nodded, unbuttoning one of the buttons on his shirt. “Do I have to take it off again?”

Jensen stood up and stalked towards her. “Fuck no, I’ll do it.”

He yanked the shirt open, ripping off a couple buttons. He kissed her deeply, and then pulled her forward to fall on top of him on the bed. “My manager’s gonna be pissed, but hey,” He shrugged and grinned wickedly, “it'll be worth it.”

1 - Jensen RPF + Any/All characters Jensen plays. @lyarr24 @deans-spinster-witch @impalaslytherin @maggiegirl17 @akshi8278 @candy-coated-misery0731 @deanswaywardgirl @slytherinlyn314 @globetrotter28 @jensensgirl @perpetualabsurdity @tristanrosspada-ackles @djs8891 @muhahaha303 @kayyay1219 @emily-winchester @recoveringpastaaddict @maximumkillshot @mimaria420 @sacriceria @envyaurora95 @lacilou @jc-winchester @spnwoman @mimi-luvzyu @jackles010378 @mayafatimakhan @impala67rollingthroughtown @evznackles @suckitands33

2 - Dean Winchester Fics Only. @carryonwaywardgirl @slamminmine @roonthelittlespoon920

3 - Any/All Fics (regardless of fandom/character.) @kazsrm67 @sexyvixen7 @alexxavicry @nancymcl @spalady26 @slut-for-evans-stan

4 - Everything (includes fan vid/DOOL edits as well) @unabashed-lover-of-fictional-men @maliburenee @supernatural4life2022 @spn730015 @kickingitwithkirk @waywardbaby @foxyjwls007 @deanwanddamons @deandreamernp @deanwithscissors @myloversgone @snowlovespie @leigh70 @all-alone-he-turns-to-stone @charred-angelwings @hopefuldreamers-world @jensensgotyoudean @thoughts-and-funnies @magssteenkamp @princessmisery666 @eevvvaa @mishkatelwarriorgoddess @waynes-multiverse @mrsjenniferwinchester @bernasaurus @jensenslady79 @courtn92 @avanatural @ellie-andthemachine @this-is-me19 @roseblue373 @katbratsupernaturalwhore @fanfic-n-tabulous @k-slla @stoneyggirl2

#jensen ackles #jensen ackles rpf #jacklesversebingo23 #jensen ackles smut #jensen ackles one shot #rockstar!jensen #jensen ackles au #jensen ackles x reader #jensen ackles x y/n

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mcdbutgay · 1 year

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zoeymau cheebs (click for better quality + transparent pics)

some hcs below ^^ also i love how they complement each other so much GODDD

APHMAU SHALASHASKA

- aphmau shows up at phoenix drop’s doorstep pretty much half dead. no one knows where she came from, and upon waking up she doesn't remember who she is, where she's from, nothing.

- vylad carried her here because he knew that garroth was stationed in phoenix drop and he knew that the village was in dire need of help due to it being lordless; however it doesnt get revealed until way later.

- aphmau gets carried into the guard station which is where she resides for a period of time. zoey, who was visiting phoenix drop at the time (she was a wandering 'merchant' of sorts, looking for a permanent place to stay) feels a weird presence coming from her, not magical but also not normal, and decides to prolong her stay, healing aphmau back to health with garroth's supervision.

- aphmau wakes up and is sooo grateful they took care of her and decides that as payment she’s going to help make this mess of a village better (also she has no memory of anything that happened prior or why she ended up here anyway, so it’s not like she has anywhere else to go.)

- so she fixes up the roads and helps remodel some of the houses (i feel like this version of aphmau is much less princess-like and more handy than canon aph) garroth is very grateful for this

- anyway uh i dont actually have a lot of stuff for her since i find aphmau to be somewhat bland?? ig thats bc aph is meant to be jess for the majority of s1 but yeah uhh that needs to change. this aphmau is more rough around the edges, not afraid to fend for herself and those she cares for, but also very kind and compassionate. also very bubbly at times, but around those she trusts. she’s actually kind of against the idea of having guards follow her around all the time when she first becomes lord (because she believes she can do everything on her own), but later realizes that its much better to have backup bc the world is dangerous tm

- anywayz she grows closer to zoey when she moves into her house. she finds her presence weird at first but quickly gets used to her company, and she finds that waking up to the smell of tea everyday is soothing

- she is often sent out to the woods to gather whatever herbs zoey needs for her magicks. this quickly turns into aphmau trying to find pretty flowers to bring back to her pretty wife as a gesture of love friendship. sometimes she gets scolded bc she unknowingly brings back poisonous flowers or something but zoey knows that she does it with the best of intentions and thinks its kinda cute in a way.

- also aphmau brings back zoey pretty items from her travels, usually rings, necklaces, or even pretty rocks. zoey keeps them all in her room and looks at them while working on magicks stuff

- sorta angsty but i feel like aphmau definitely feels guilty for being absent for most of levin and malachi’s childhood. way in the future i feel like she and zoey would either adopt or have a biological kid of their own that they can both be present for, now that aphmau is no longer a lord and zoey is just enjoying her last lifetime with her beloved wife.

- OH AND i find it funny that they end up together since, at least in my canon, irene and zoey were a thing way back when. so like after irene left this plane or whatever and reincarnated as aphmau its like zoey and irene found themselves again in another lifetime (more on that in zoey’s section, which i actually wrote first)

- god i really don’t have much to say abt aph lol uh she’s bisexual (fem leaning, which is why she doesn’t rlly feel anything for garroth or laurence but does get flustered around guys sometimes) and demiromantic (takes a WHILE for her to feel any romantic attraction. again its why she doesn’t feel anything for G and L LMAO)

ZOEY TALTATHEIL

- was a devout follower and close friend of irene 900 years ago. zoey, although she wasn’t part of the divine warriors, was irene’s right hand woman, and would help her with decisions etc etc.

- she was kind of like a guard but not really lol. i do feel as though she began to mess around with barrier magicks as a way to protect irene, despite the fact that it got her exhiled from her home. she’d do anything to protect her.

- they were overall very close, but due to circumstances tm they had to separate. they never saw each other again sadly

- (although there are some books written by scholars that state that at some point lady irene had a certain lady friend who she lived with and shared intimate moments with. wonder who that is :P)

- ((also irene did have a family at some point, and levin is of her bloodline. he has blonde hair and blue eyes, guess who else has blonde hair and blue eyes? garroth ZOEY (and yes also garroth but thats a coincidence imo) so i think they are at least distantly related but very much so regardless))

- enough about irene. in zoey’s long 900~ year life she’s travelled to many regions, learned about many different cultures, and met many people, some who she did settle down with at some point. due to her immortality, however, she outlived all her previous partners and since then has been afraid to settle down with anyone, afraid of losing them to time

- it wasn’t until she met aphmau and levin (and later malachi) that she began to change her mind. she began to raise her children when she was away on lord duties, and she got VERY attached to them. she treated them as her own, and soon became accustomed to the idea of having a family

- she also began to see aphmau in a more romantic light at some point during s1. she didn’t know when the change from platonic to romantic feelings began but it didn’t matter. what mattered was that she had been raising another woman’s children as though they were her very own, cooking for the 4 of them like a happy family, and literally living the life she had always wanted without even realizing it.

- anyways she sleeps with aphmau in her room despite having her own room. she uses her room more as a workspace for her magicks

- also (and this is less about zoey and more about elves in general) i feel as though elves start out with dark colored hair and with the years it slowly lightens up until it’s completely white (doesn’t matter what color; zoey’s just happened to be blonde which is why she has platinum blonde hair pre-timeskip. it obviously doesn’t change this fast, but zoey giving up her immortality did speed up the process by a LOT which is why the change was so drastic in such a small amount of time (for an elf))

- speaking of her immortality, i feel as though it was the main reason that drove her to, you know, actually become a thing with aphmau. they were practically married pre-timeskip but they never really mentioned it, both scared they’d ruin what they had. aphmau being trapped in the irene dimension was the thing that drove her to spend years of her life studying, trying to get her closest friend, no, her lover back; losing her immortality was the final push to make it official. losing her immortality mean that they’d both pass within each other’s lifetimes, which is something zoey had always wanted (that sounds morbid but imagine being immortal and outliving all your loved ones.. i feel as though one can only take so much pain before it turns you crazy)

- anyways enough angst. since zoey has lived so long and has been all over the place, she has countless stories to tell and levin and malachi always loved hearing them. post-timeskip she tells the same stories to the children of phoenix drop in her spare time. she loves being around children and overall just loves caring for ppl ^__^

- as for like sexuality hcs uhh i can’t imagine her as anything but a lesbian lol

#aphmau shalashaska #zoey taltatheil #aphblr #mcd #minecraft diaries #aphmau mcd #zoey mcd #god this took forever to write #im gonna do this w everyone btw. eventually. dont take my word for it but i want to lol #ashe.art #zoeymau

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sashimiyas · 2 years

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the voicemails

Summary: Suna is a gremlin and he makes sure to remind you despite time and distance

Genre: fluff; established relationship; poopy, baby, and babe used as pet names

Word Count: 1.3k

A/n: these are the voicemails Suna and reader talk about in ihyily2; posting again and not looking back. if the tags hate me, guess what, we’re moots (beloathed) then!

“How could you do this to me?” Then there’s a deliberate pause that is intensified by the frantic cheers of background noise, “question mark.”

You’re groaning the moment you wake up, and you wish you could say it’s because of the sunlight roasting your groggy eyes. Unfortunately, Suna would never give you the benefit of a peaceful morning. Despite an eight hour time difference and even more miles apart, you start your day the same way as any – with your wonderfully annoying boyfriend in your ear.

“How can you not answer when I just won the most important game of my life?”

Exaggeration. He’s been in the Olympics.

“You better not be sleeping,” spoiler, you were, “because if you are, you fucking bet I’m tickling your ass the moment I get home. Okay, love you. Bye.”

The sound fades for a moment. It rustles, brushing against what seems like fabric until the noise widens out again. “Call me back!”

And then Suna officially hangs up. You drop your phone from your ear and back to eye level. The voicemail is the first among many so you swipe down to listen to the onslaught of your boyfriend’s odd way of expressing his verbal affection.

“Babe, are you serious right now? Are you mad at me? You can’t be asleep right now. It’s not even midnight there yet.”

This one is about an hour later, your 11pm and his 3pm. You shouldn’t have been sleeping, he’s right, but it’s the tail end of Suna’s absence. The three weeks have been long and despite his keeping you very much in the loop, the void of his presence has taken a toll on you. You must have passed out while mindlessly watching a show last night.

“You’re such a poopy – little shit! – Hey man, what’s up?”

Another voice interrupts him, one you can’t recognize with an accent that you’re not used to. It must be someone he’s met in the UK. “Yeah, I’ll be inside in a bit. After this phone call.” Quick salutations are made, a slap here and there, and Suna’s back on the line. “Whoo! That was close! Can’t have the other team thinking I’m a fucking simp!”

You and Suna laugh both at the same time. Fuck, you miss him and his stupid humor and his stupid laugh and his stupid face.

“Anyways,” he happily transitions as if there is a live audience listening to him, “everyone already went inside, but we’re at this famous spot about to eat fish and chips. Chips as in French fries. That’s what they call that here in London apparently. Can you believe I’ve been here for over three weeks and I haven’t had the iconic meal yet? I’ll send you a pic of it later.”

He’s true to his word and just like always, the lighting and angle is impeccable. Sun cascades onto the golden brown filet accompanied by wide slats of fried potato. A napkin artistically crumpled to the side, it’s so photogenic you wouldn’t be surprised if the image would be the first thing to pop up when you google the dish.

“While we were on the way here, I saw this guy on a bike and it reminded me of you. Don’t ask me why because you’ll probably hit me.” You won’t ask because yes, you’ll more than likely hit him. “Oh! And remind me to tell you about this weird dream that I had last night. But okay, gotta go. I don’t want to make the boys wait on me too long. Love you.”

The timestamp for the next one is 5am. It seems that Suna has resigned to the reality that you are deep in slumber because this time, the call is from Komori.

“Hehe,” a voice chuckles into the line, “looks like you passed the test.”

Your reaction is so dramatic even you can feel the downward tug of your lips. It is not Komori. It is once again your gremlin of a boyfriend.

“I would have been so pissed if you answered Komori’s phone call but not mine.” He heaves a deep breath, preparing himself, “okay fine. low key – low fucking key – I’m a little disappointed you haven’t answered at all but I guess that’s my fault for dating Sleeping fucking Beauty.”

He sounds wistful here and as much as you hate to admit it, your heart stings a little bit.

“Okay. Well I hope you’re sleeping well, Poopy. Hate you but I love you. Bye.”

This last one you just barely missed, not even a full hour ago. You tap on the play button and put it on speakerphone. Having had enough of just laying in bed, you head to your bathroom and begin your morning routine.

“Hey, it’s me again. Suna Rintaro, your boyfriend. Or did you forget already?” He’s whispering now, the husk in his voice makes it obvious he’s had a long day. “What a fucking day. Komori’s already passed out.”

The sound of running water isn’t coming from your sink, but from the one in London. “My mouth feels gross. Hang on, gotta brush my teeth real quick.”

You hear the low hum of his toothbrush and decide to brush your teeth with him. It’s silent as you place a small globule of the paste onto your own and though you know that you’re doing this forty minutes too late, you’re comforted. The companionship is healing, a balm to the ache that has developed. Your toothbrushes are the ones that are timed. They’re the same exact brand, actually. He got them for you during Christmas early in your relationship because ‘it came in a two pack and I didn’t know who else to give it to so here.’ It was a very Rintaro way of making it official but it touched your heart nevertheless.

You both rinse out at the same time and when you’re done, you listen to Suna jostle his way into bed. He talks of the dream he had last night. The details get caught between his pillow and tired lips, and as wild as it is, you struggle to make sense of it. All you know is that there is an octopus involved and apparently Atsumu was a pirate. The message ends abruptly without his usual farewell, and you know you shouldn’t, you know it’s selfish, but your finger ends up dialing his number anyways.

The line barely has a chance to ring when he picks up.

“H’llo?”

“Hey, Baby.” You hear the rasp in your own voice and immediately, you cringe, knowing exactly what comes next.

“Babe, what the fuck? Are you calling me right when you woke up?” He’s cheeky but does little to hide the delight in his tone, “did you miss me or something?”

#reina.writeshaikyuu!!#suna rintaro x reader #suna x reader #suna rintaro #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #suna fluff

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onlyoneofyouu · 8 months

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The Name Chapter: Freefall Logo Analysis and Predictions

uh? who would have thought, not me 🥸

you guessed it, it's TXT LORE O'CLOCK! let's start with the new logo motion because there's already a bunch to unpack here 👀

we see the Star shining brightly behind the Temptation logo

the Temptation logo literally disintegrates and the original one, the "X", shows up below it: TXT are now free from Temptation, it's not making their brain foggy anymore, the fake fantasy they were in is dissolving. This was represented in the Farwell, Neverland poster as well (in a sec we'll go back to it)

the logo is FREE FALLING, exactly what TXT are doing: falling back down to earth from Neverland ...and it's not a nice fall, they literally shatter the ground 🥲 we saw some big damage made after a fall like this already 👀 it was in Ox1=Lovesong Japanese Ver. music video (see picture below)

finally, the logo takes its new form, and so does TXT: let's put some bandages (literally Beomgyu) over those scars and OH LOOK THE STAR AGAIN!! Looks like TXT are finally going to remember their true names and the promise they made as children 😎

we also have the color palette for this album: blu as the sky, white as the star, brown/beige as the ground... the same palette they used for the 0x1=Lovesong music video now that i see the picture close to eachother 😮

Now, should we dive into a few more details and predictions for this upcoming album? 👀

During the T:Terview video for TNC: Temptation (minute 12:45) Taehyun gave a spoiler about the next album...

so let's analyze them!

1) CONCEPT TRAILER

You can find my full analysis of it here !

RECAP: after what we saw in Sugar Rush Ride, TXT should leave Neverland/Magic Island because they're too grown up now to keep living in that fantasy. In the concept trailer it's when they jump out of the falling house, the fall back from their hideout in Neverland to the real world... BUT, they'll all have to fight eachother and their inner demons to accept the reality of things now, as we saw in Beomgyu's vision.

2) FAREWELL, NEVERLAND

1) this was my analysis of its poster:

Because of the symbolism of the butterfly and the seasons motif (see my summary for my explanation), since in Sugar Rush Ride it was summer in Neverland, i think that in the next album we are going to have autumn like in Blue Hour, or anyway colder weather.

*months later* And now, WHEN does the new album come out?? October 😌 the timeline is timelining.

HERE you can find my little analysis of the lyrics of Farewell, Neverland that i highly recommend reading :))

here's a little summary anyway:

🎶 Neverland, my love, goodbye now / And I'm free falling / Stars, sleep with comfort / 'Til I be calling 🎶

TXT accept that they have to leave Neverland and they fall back down to the real world. Yeonjun's says that "stars" can "sleep" comfortably until TXT are going to be "calling" them: this is of course a reference to the Star, that is still asleep and is going to wake up only when TXT sing the promise song.

In the concept trailer we saw that TXT are leaving Neverland at sunset, like they always do: Blue Hour is the time of the day when the border between the magical and the real world is tinner and they are able to travel between the two.

And what comes after sunset? Night, of course.

so now let's now take a look at...

3) FAREWELL CONCEPT PICS

First of all, it is night ✨ 👀

each one of them is holding a lantern like in this scene of Sugar Rush Ride:

I'm pretty sure the lantern references the Star, txt's guide/compass to move through life.

And let's not forget that to enter and exit Neverland in Peter Pan you need the "the second star on the right" and they're all holding the lantern with their right hand.

The fact that the night approaching in time is showed through the solo pictures in this exact order is not casual either: we have Yeonjun (there's still some light), Kai, Soobin, Beomgyu and Taehyun (it's pitch black).

Yeonjun true name is "promise": he has to be the one to keep hope alive in the group and persevere to find the star. While Taehyun saw the dangers the future holds through the premonitions (in Eternally mv) so he's not very hopeful towards it.

This is also the exact same order as that of TXT fighting in the labyrinth in Beomgyu's vision in the TNC concept trailer (i explained in the storyline summary):

Taehyun is last one who's defeated (or surrenders) and from the Farewell concept pics that's not looking so good... another interesting detail is that Taehyun's boat is the only one flipped around:

Seems like he's not going to make it, or rather his youth is not going to: he's the one that's going to fully lose his youthful self and fully face adulthood. This was hinted by his object in the Nightmare concept pics: an hourglass. He's afraid of time passing and aging, most of all.

literally.

AND, all of this also explains why in 0x1=Lovesong Japanese Ver. he has wings and disappears at the end of the music video!

If you read my summary you already know, but my theory is that 0x1=Lovesong Japanese music video (click to watch) fits after Temptation and comes with the second part of The Name Chapter. We literally see them falling from the sky! and now that we know that the next TNC album is called Freefall looks like the dots are connecting! 😈

Finally, let's unpack this silly little image they gave us in January...

Since Temptation, being the name of the first album of The Name Chapter, is written in cursive, a very diffused theory was that the words written in the same fonts were the titles of the next two albums: Promise and Unmagic...

LOOKS LIKE THEY FOOLED US🤡

i had a feeling they were deceiving us with this one, it couldn't be this easy, they couldn't have gave away such a big anticipation... but hey, these silly little words still have some kind of importance ☝👀

— Loadstar means "a star that leads or guides, especially (used for) the north star". We just talked about the Star symbolised by the lantern being their guide 👀👍

— Promise is the name of the train that took TXT to Magic Island/Neverland in Sugar Rush Ride, but it's also Yeonjun’s true name, and it refers as well to the promise TXT made with eachother and the Star... and it looks like, in the next album, TXT are finally going to remember it... CAN I GET AN HALLELUJAH? 👼🏻

So these signs were a summary: on Neverland's Ground, TXT are under Temptation through the Sugar Rush Ride. Nowhere can they found their Loadstar, but they need to remember the Promise they made with her. This will lead them Down to Eart, to a world of Unmagic.

And that's all I have for now!!

Thank you so much for reading, let me know your thoughts and theories if you have them, i'd love that 😊♡

Until next TXT LORE O'CLOCK, byeee take care!

READ NEXT -> The Name Chapter: Freefall Concepts Analysis

Masterlist

#this was very fun to make i hope it's fun to read too :))#txt #tomorrow x together #the name chapter: temptation #the name chapter: freefall #the star seekers #txt lore #txt storyline #— txt lore

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RL Simself Story

Finally arrived at home after a long day at the hospital. N. & I had planned to see each other later, but we'll catch up on our date tomorrow. I was so tired... My family was exciting waiting for me at home. My Mom made dinner. She and Ana immediately wanted to see my Baby's first Ultrasound pic.

My Mom took my Baby's pic and hung it up on the wall next to Ana’s and my photo in a empty, nice frame, where Daniel's & my pic was before.😔 A nice gesture to show me, that she is happy about my Baby. Though the situation was still a bit tense. My Dad wasn’t upset or anything, but he usually didn’t say anything, when we talked about Nico's & my Baby. He was also happy for me, supported me and all this, but he was more reserved when it came to my pregnancy. He was worried about my Baby’s development & health due to the meds I was taking.🙁

After dinner I played with my cat. Ana & I constantly took pics of Lucky. He’s so cute, he really enjoed posing for us. Lucky loved it at my parent's place. He was so happy here. Meanwhile it became his new home.

I missed my room & my bed, while I was at my grandparents. Here it's just more comfortable for me. My bedding smelled wonderful. Soft & pleasantly fresh. Idk how my Mom does it, but she, her/our home and stuff, always smells perfect. I was even often asked at work by co-workers, who sat next to me in the office, what kind of nice smell this is on my clothes? Anyway! Even though I slept well, the next morning I didn't feel good.

I realized that I usually felt nauseous in the morning after waking up since I was pregnant. I had to eat something to get rid of my nausea. I just didn't know that yet at that time. My Mom heard me in the bathroom. I coughed and choked, my stomach was empty but my body still reflexively tried to throw up. Anyone who’s ever been pregnant knows what I mean. However, after I was.... done, I was totally exhausted but I felt a relief. As I washed my hands, my Mom came to me in the bathroom. She immediately started scrubbing the toilet.😅🤦‍♀️She's such a neat FREAK!

Me: Mom? What are you doing? I was just about to clean the toilet.

Mom: It's ok. You can take a shower so you will still have enough time for breakfast before going to work. I just wanna help you... I know how you feel rn. It's.... not fair.

Me: Not fair? What do you mean?

Mom: Well, having a child... Everything always stucks with us women. Pregnancy, delivery and even later. But you're not alone, A. Your Dad are there.

Me: I know. Thanks. But N. will help me too. He wants that.

Mom: Why isn’t he with you? He promised to be there for you. But to me it seems... Nico doesn’t add anything to all this. I mean... your Baby will need a room, a bed, a stroller and many other little things. Like I said, your Dad and I will handle all this. But I think Nico or his parents should add something too. They are doing a lot better financially than us, A. I hope you don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to argue with you or him. But you should tell his Mom. They need to know you’re pregnant. He will soon have to go abroad again. His parents should also help a bit.

Me: You're right! I'm gonna talk to him later. But about N. & me, you're wrong! It was my fault.

Mom: When he was sleeping with you, he didn’t mind you being married. Now that it’s getting serious, you’re pregnant, he suddenly got doubts?

Me: Yea, that's right. He'd say I failed him. He trusted me, but I hesitated with the divorce. You know?

Mom: Look, I’m staying out of your.... relationship. But some important details, you should make clear to him!... For Nico nothing has really changed. He will continue to play soccer, live abroad and you will be here alone with your child. Make sure he will support you financially! Tell his family, A.!

And again, my Mom was right! 🙁I'll be here alone. I have to sort all these things out with him. We don’t have much time left. Only 2 months! In September he has to go back abroad.

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #rl story #myrlgameplay #cw pregnancy

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piracytheorist · 7 months

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OKAY

I think it says a lot about my job that I was able to concentrate on it today and completely forget we GOT TRAILER

It was a mistake to check tumblr first thing in the morning, before I even got out of bed, but in my defense, I didn't expect it would drop at such a day and time! But anyway I did jump off of bed, turned on my laptop and recorded my face as I watched it. I needed to have that memorized XD

So, spoilers about the trailer below, and my own predictions about what each scene could be for! Reminder that I'm anime only, but have read the chapter that the first episode (probably) is based on, so for the most part I know what's going on, but for the rest I'm very much NOT aware :D Don't spoil me please :D

FAKE FAMBLY IS BACK

Manipulative Anya at her best! We love our gremlin!

Oh he's looking good :D

I fucking love this image. Look at Twilight pouting in the background. He doesn't understand why a child finds news boring.

WE GOT BLOOD WE GOT THORN PRINCESS IN ACTION LET'S GOOOOO

your honour I love him. Why does he look like he's ready to cry!

Ok from a first hearing the OP song sounds super cool. I feel like it's got "Mixed Nuts" vibes and I love it! I gotta look it up later!

Jeez Loid. Woman just woke up. Is that how he honeypoted all of his other missions?

Yor having a meltdown in the foreground and Anya being cute waking up in the background <3 I love my fake fambly <3

... okay. That's how his honeypots worked.

Yellow roses, if I'm correct, symbolize friendship. Interesting.

This is going to be a disaster and I cannot wait. Also I'm spotting Anya and Franky doing a horrible job at hiding in the left pic XD

My heart skipped a beat when I heard Anya's voice say "Moja-Moja" :')

Very sneaky. Much hiding. Wow. There's no way Franky thought this was working XD

The way all of this could have been solved with a "I tripped down the stairs and fell on my butt and now it hurts to sit" but hey we're getting a funny date how can I ask for more

Also the way Yor says that line my god

I am so ready for more Yor you have no idea

I gotta say, showing this moment is perfect for anime-onlies who haven't actually read this specific chapter. Loid just looks worried and Yor looks enraged. So many feelings for this episode XD

Are those macarons? What were the fucking chances that yesterday I went like "Next morning I'm gonna pass by that bakery that makes macarons". I haven't had macarons in years, yet I see one (1) advertisement about that bakery and its macarons and I go like yeah why not. Macarons. And now this. The fuck.

GREMLIN ANYA IS BACK

Honestly, her face in official merch is always a :D face with an almost unnaturally big smile all the time that I've missed her silly little face.

AH I WAS SENT THAT AS A MANGA SCREENSHOT!

Are those playing cards she's throwing? And is she reading someone's mind? I don't even care if she's cheating, good for you girl

Yeah, buddy, welcome to the real world.

I remember that line from the end of the bullet-in-butt date chapter, and I gotta admit I don't really like it... but the way Eguchi delivers it makes me think he's not like "Women amirite" but more like "All my years of training did not prepare me for how people are like in their day to day lives because spy training has skewed my perception of day to day 'normal'" and that's perfectly valid.

But also what the fuck is happening here. What is that cat. Why is Yor about to Thorn-Princess it. What.

So Anya goes on a studying rampage, fails, and ends up crying on her penguin?

This only made me sad, what the fuck. It looks like Loid and Yor are looking at her failing grades, and Anya is disappointed in herself. I will don my clown wig again and say "If Loid doesn't go and reassure her so help me GOD"

I... don't like the ending theme song. But that's mostly a matter of taste, I guess.

Aw.

They dare throw this to anime onlies when they know we won't get romantic canon twiyor content until three to five business years from now at least

The assassin group... I'm supposing he means the one Yor works for? How long does "for a while now" mean? Wasn't Yor working for them since she was a teenager caring for Yuri?

In any case, wow that's a very intense visual.

omg omg omg

from the colour and the angle this looks like a vision Bond has. Loid and Yor are smiling and blushing but why does it make me feel sad!!

I don't know if it's because of what is said in that moment (they look like unrelated scenes since the line is being said by a woman who I'm guessing is a fellow assassin working with Yor or something) but then there's this

And we just don't see Yor like that often, if at all in the anime so far.

What is Franky wearing? It looks like a military jacket or something. I wonder if that's just stylistic choice or it's something more important.

*snorts laugh*

Gotta admit, from a few tidbits here and there it looks like Twilight is finally gaining some more understanding of himself and his situation... but the way he says that just makes me think that realization makes him more concerned than anything else.

So I can say with conviction this did fix something in me. Though I guess the first episode will be the bullet-in-butt date, so it will take me another week to go into new territory. But! Bullet-in-butt date in 12 days! And new cool stuff to look for later on! I'm so happy!

(Again, I don't want spoilers for any of these. Just let me have my fun speculating :D)

screenshots taken from the unofficially subtitled trailer here!

#sxf

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themolldollincident · 8 months

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Queer tormented by ocd plays disco elysium absolutely zooted on edibles, a tragically short story in only seven snapchats

Not my typical content but i had to post it.

I LOVE video games but my OCD makes them very distressing to play sometimes. My playthrough HAS to be perfect or i get extremely distressed - not like i have to do a good job and win, but more like every single playthrough has to be a beautiful work of art from beginning to end, no decisions or time wasted on things that dont serve the STORY and the CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, and CERTAINLY no sidequests left uninvestigated and no bonus content left undiscovered. This has gotten harder in recent years as video games have become more complex and more beautiful, so oftentimes you CANT uncover every single thing AND play a consistent character, because huge swaths of content are often locked behind certain decisions that you CANT MAKE if you're committing to a specific character arc or story. So anyway a while ago I played through Disco Elysium. I LOVED IT. It was FANTASTIC. It was difficult to get through at times because of the ocd but it was so so worth it and helped me practice not engaging in compulsions.

HOWEVER.

I recently decided to play it through AGAIN while absolutely fucking ZOOTED on some edibles i've discovered that make it to where i basically dont fucking have my extremely severe case of ocd for just a few hours. (They are heavenly and i love them). I thought it would be really fun to play the whole game again, but this time i ONLY open up this save when im zooted, and i ONLY have fun, with NO pressure to make the playthrough any kind of art. JUST have FUN playing a VIDEO GAME for the first time in my life. I decided i would ONLY pick the dialogue options i found the most amusing, without doing my typical 20 minutes of overthinking for each dialogue box. I was going goofy mode and i was so excited. It didnt exactly go the way i thought it would though LMAO

This is the result of that tragically short but hilarious playthrough that had me SCREAMING in my living room, told in 7 snapchats

1. Opening the game and noticing something i somehow never noticed during the whole first playthrough around 5:35 pm

2. Creating a character build, 5:38 pm

3. Deciding to have a 1 in all stats except psyche and pour all points into psyche so that i can be psychic cop, failing to realize (because edibles) that there is a low attribute cap at the beginning, so i just accidentally chose to hamstring my attributes and just NOT USE my three points to build my character, 5:40 pm

4. Choosing ONLY Inland Empire for my skill increase, once again failing to realize that i wasnt maxxing out inland empire, i was just failing to use two skill points. Also i was enjoying the music in the skill screen, which is beautiful, but since i was high i thought the 5 minutes i spent just vibing to the music was like 30 minutes so i thought i wasted a bunch of time, 5:48pm. (Ive decided to call this method of accidentally using only one skill/attribute point at the beginning of the game because youre too zooted to play video games well "Harry-Maxxing".)

5. Going through the "trying to wake up" beginning of the game choosing only the funniest dialogue options and seeing dialogue i had never seen before! Fun! But also before i took this pic i referenced the nina chimera FMA meme and my partner hadnt heard of it so i explained it for only like 10 minutes, but again, since i was high, i thought i wasted like 2 hours on that. But it was only 6:16 pm.

6. and 7. A glorious 3 minutes later, i decide turning the light on is a great first move (its been a bit since my first playthrough). Again, i am only choosing the funniest dialogue options and not thinking super well, so i just kept saying shit like "BRING IT ON" and "Let it all go" because i thought it was typical harry being overdramatic and weird, and i thought it was hilarious. Turns out i had a heart attack from turning the light on and immediately died. Literally like 5 minutes of actual playtime. Incredible. I love this game.

It wasnt the full playthrough i was hoping for but it was awesome. Rip harry number 2. I definitely recommend harry-maxxing

#disco elysium #harry disco elysium #harry du bois #harry maxxing #edibles

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iaeriy · 2 months

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I know your requests aren’t open so feel free to ignore this but for when you do open them up again, here’s one!!

It’s very long to brace yourself😜😜

Smutty enemies to lovers w fermin🤗🤗

you guys are in the same group and you’re staying at one of your friend’s beach house for the weekend. All the rooms are claimed and that leaves you two sharing. You beg everyone to swap and they all say no bcs they’re already unpacked. fermin’s just laughing ab it bc he knows how annoyed you are ab this and he’s ab to use it to his advantage. You wanna get out as quickly as possible so you don’t have to spend much time w him so you ask if anyone wants to go to beach for a walk. It’s like 8pm and everyone’s tired so they say no but you go by yourself anyway. Fermin comes down, sees everyone but you and asks where you are. They tell him and he’s all like “what’s wrong with you guys you let her go out this late by herself??” He runs out and goes looking for you. Then he spots you talking to a guy and feels weirdly jealous ab it. He goes over just to stand behind you staring at the guy. You feel him behind you so you turn around and are like “why are you here what are you doing” and the guy you were talking suddenly goes “oh I didn’t know you had a boyfriend I’m really sorry” you try to quickly correct him but he’s already gone. Now you’re even more pissed at fermin than usual and you guys are just bickering all the way to the house and when you get inside and you practically run and the stairs and he yells “you’re such a brat”. Everyone just looks at him and is like “you guys just need to fuck and get it out your system” he’s not opposed to the idea but just shakes his head and chuckles. He stays downstairs till like 3am then decided to finally go to the room you guys are sharing and that’s where he sees there’s only one bed. His body was aching far too much for him to even try and sleep on the floor so he gets in but keeps his distance from you. About an hour later you wake up and feel him against you and you’re thinking to yourself wtf. Still pissed from earlier you decide to tease him and start rubbing against him and you hear him start whimpering in his sleep. Suddenly you feel him grab your waist and his voice all groggy he’s asking “what are you doing” you don’t answer and then he suddenly slips his hand into your panties pulling your body closer to his and whispers in your ear “i know you heard me” and let out and involuntary moan of his name and he’s like “you don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear that” then it just turns into smut😛😛. You wake up the morning and you guys are tangled in each other and when you look down at him the blankets barely covering him with his abs on full show. You’re just staring at him and he’s wakes up and is like “take a pic it’ll last longer” that’s when you’re like “last night never happened and you can’t ever mention this to anyone” and turn to get out of bed but when you get out and your legs fail you and you fall. You get up and you’re practically limping. Fermin’s just there smirking at you and goes “yeah with the you’re walking i don’t think I need to tell anyone”

JUST READ THIS AND WOW. THIS IS A GREAT REQUEST, I’LL WRITE THIS SOON WHEN AM DONE WITH ANOTHER ONE.

also the top of what you said anon, you’re so sweet i love u 😞.

#sophi speaks 🧁🐾

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tutuandscoot · 10 months

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I’m sorry you had a bad day! Sending you hugs and kisses. My go to serotonin boost is that 2010 worlds interview where they’re in their farrucas costumes and T can’t stop giggling 🥰 she’s so cute because 95% of the time T is so poised and polished in interviews but if she gets hit with a Scott-induced giggle fit 😂 she’s hopeless and it’s adorable. And idk how to explain but Scott’s voice does something so cute the way he says “she’s so happy, she has the giggles.” Also they must’ve been so tired?? They were truly insane doing worlds right after they won gold at their first freakin Olympics. I love that pic of them on the worlds 2010 podium with T holding onto S with his arms wrapped around her, his head leaning against hers. They look like they could just fall asleep right there 🥺

That last bit: maybe THAT’s what he means when he says she’s often restless when she sleeps 😄🥲🥹

Also on that last bit YES I always feel like that in their hugs (The Hug™️or just any cuddles) and I feel weird saying that bc.. @ the crazies but it’s not in a sexual/romantic way it’s just that they truly are each other home and feel so safe they could legitimately loose consciousness and wake up in the same safe place they left 🥹 (kinda said something along the lines of that in this post from my bby blogging days).

Ahh that giggle moment at worlds is the cutest!! I also find the story behind it really funny: apparently he has a habit of picking up accents when they’re in other counties and he retells it that he was speaking kinda in an Italian accent.. which I don’t really hear.. he seams to just be speaking in his normal super lovely Canadian accent.. but as with many things them it must’ve been something so tiny and subtle that only T picked up on and that just sent her packing.. which tbh makes it even more endearing. And poor sweet T she was trying so hard to pull it together, not appear rude and he does such a good job of covering for her like saying ‘oh well I’m ready for tomorrow but T we’ll have to sort out’ and you just know after this whole thing they both cracked up into a fit of laughter (once they were out of the press area). I love this side of them- that silly best friend stuff and where they know eachother so well and the inside joke is so specific and they can tease each other in the most harmless way 💖

Later in that clip the interviewer asks them ‘who is your biggest competition’ and I have to say (while I’m sure all skaters/teams get asked it) it’s always really bothered me how they would be asked about their competitors.. like wtf this is VM’s interview. Completely off from the event we are talking about here but like their interview after winning 2017 worlds, how she asks about the 🇫🇷. WHY?? How rude to take the focus away from VM in their moment of glory to praise their competitors (which VM being so sportsman like and humble and nice to everyone would of course say great things- things the 🇫🇷 probably don’t deserve considering their lack of sportsmanship). It’s like a 1 min interview and they have to spend half of it talking about another team. I’ve seen quite a few instances of it happening with DW being the ‘other team’ but god it makes me mad..

Anyway..

Then on the podium it’s so clear how exhausted they were.. in the K+C almost non-responsive to the score and confirmation they had won their first worlds (which btw they were the only oly gold medalists to go on and win worlds the same year- Yuna was second and the pairs and mens winners weren’t there). Them ‘singing’ the anthem is kinda sad in contrasting it to singing it at the olys. There’s some commentary (somewhere) of the team Canada person at the time from worlds saying they aren’t sure if VM will continue- many teams/skaters after a success like this would cut their losses and hit the pro circuit. It’s odd to think there were people in team Canada so on the outskirts of what was really going on with VM.. but it also may have just been a non-answer answer as to not give people a narrative VM didn’t want out yet.. but as they’ve said it was clear they would continue.

Such a sweet moment encapsulating a momentous achievement- only the second Canadians to win ID worlds, and after they broke nearly every record under the sun. A moment on top of the world, embracing and just feeling so grateful, a moment of centring, feeling present, eyes closed to shut out the rest of the world. A silent “good job kiddo” from him probably, and T just feeling like she did it, she didn’t let him down, she’s still standing and is a world champion, for now at least.. everything was perfect.

And not to take anything away from this moment- their feels were completely validated, whether it was joy or exhaustion or anything else, but a few years later when she would burst into tears realising after winning a second world title thinking this wasn’t satisfying.. just propelling their journey even further..

-Go to VM moment for a serotonin boost!

#thanks for checking in on my im ok it was just a bad day at work #and it’s nice to come on here and interact with peeps

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Tying your lover’s tie prompt if you’re so inspired 💙🦛

5x18 spec but the idealised universe wishlist kind that’s also kind of another take on a 5x17 coda? idk it got away from me a little

(i know they’re not wearing ties in the bts pics and some details were sniped by the bt bones sneak peek just let me live)

my hands are shaking from holding back from you

2.5k, T, ao3 link

Three weeks later, Hen and Karen renew their wedding vows.

Three weeks later, Buck has spent twenty-one nights in Eddie’s bed and approximately nineteen of them extremely aware that Eddie’s bed might be the only place in life he ever wants to be. That he wants to fall into Eddie’s bed at the end of the day and not have to concentrate on keeping his limbs separate from Eddie’s, which seems pointless anyway since they wake up every morning curled into each other.

Three weeks later, Buck has spent approximately eighty per cent of his time berating himself for taking this long to notice that he is ass over teakettle in love with his best friend.

So now Hen and Karen are renewing their wedding vows, and Buck is—Buck is a lot of things, but he’s mostly worried about the concept of Eddie in a suit.

Buck is, after all, only one man. He’s a little worried it might be too much for him to handle.

send me an intimate romance prompt!

The day Jonah goes after Chimney and Hen is the last day Buck will ever set foot in his loft, but he doesn’t know it at the time.

The end of the day finds him at Chimney’s apartment, tickling Jee-Yun's belly with one hand and holding his phone in the other, staring down at it and trying to figure out whether he’s in the process of talking himself into or out of calling Eddie.

Into, because his head is full of thoughts tripping over each other at the speed of light, and every time he manages to catch one it makes him so angry he wants to throw things. So angry he probably would, if not for the baby half-asleep next to him. Into, because he feels like a piece of driftwood battered about by the sea, and Eddie’s always been good at bringing him to shore.

Out of, because it’s late and Eddie’s an hour ahead of him anyway, and Eddie’s been travelling and needs his sleep. Out of, because Eddie’s just spent twenty-four uninterrupted hours with his parents for the first time in years and he probably has more important things to worry about than the fact that Buck’s longest-ever relationship is in the process of imploding.

He doesn’t have to make the decision, in the end, because Eddie calls him. Buck figures it’s because he wants to bitch about his parents and makes it halfway through his half-hearted question before Eddie cuts him off with a snort.

“That’s not why I called, Buck,” he says, the same kind of fond exasperation in his voice as when Buck tries to leave his house before dinner. His don’t be stupid, Buck voice, the one tinged with just enough affection that Buck can’t ever bring himself to get annoyed about the stupid part. “I saw your girlfriend on tv.”

Even through the phone, Buck can hear the way Eddie’s mouth curves around the word girlfriend like it’s sharp. Spiky. Like a landmine on his tongue.

“Yeah, well,” Buck says. “That is definitely a thing that happened.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” Eddie asks.

“No,” Buck says, “It’s just—”

He then proceeds to rant about it for another seventeen minutes.

“But you don’t want to talk about it,” Eddie says, and the slight laugh hidden behind his words travels down the phone and settles between Buck’s ribs, holding him afloat.

“Shut up,” Buck mutters. He’s quiet for a moment, then: “I have to break up with her, don’t I?”

“Do you want to break up with her?” Eddie asks.

“Yeah,” Buck says, immediate, and tries not to think about how the word feels like relief. “I—yeah. I think maybe I did anyway.”

“Living together not all it’s cracked up to be?”

“Do you think it’s possible to love someone but not really like them?” Buck asks instead of answering.

Eddie huffs. “You remember where I am right now, right?” Then he sighs. “But I figure it’s probably different when it’s family.”

“Yeah,” Buck says. “Yeah, it probably is.”

So the next day he goes back to his loft, a speech for breaking up with Taylor prepared and ready to go, but Taylor stands in the doorway and doesn’t let him in. And Buck had been prepared for a screaming match, but all that’s left is quiet resignation. Like it’s a done deal. Which—is probably fair, he thinks. He’d probably be resigned, too, if he’d gotten the kind of voicemails he’d left Taylor last night.

Buck wonders if maybe he should kick Taylor out—it was his apartment first, after all—but it seems like a lot of effort for an apartment that’s never felt like more than a place to sleep and store his things. So he mutters something about figuring out details about the apartment later and turns on his heel, on autopilot down the hall and into his jeep and down the roads he knows like the back of his hand. He lets himself into Eddie’s house, and the relieved breath he draws feels like his first real one all day.

It’s only early afternoon, but exhaustion weighs on Buck like rocks piling upon his shoulders. Just an hour or two, he thinks. He has time to nap for an hour or two before he needs to pick Eddie and Christopher up from the airport. Eddie doesn’t know he’s coming, but Buck can already imagine the pleased sort of surprise that will spread across his face when Eddie spots him.

Only he stretches out on Eddie’s bed and closes his eyes, and the next thing he knows he’s blinking them open in the hazy half-darkness of twilight and the bed is shifting from the weight of someone sitting on it.

“Hey, Buck,” Eddie says, and when Buck manages to get his eyes all the way open he sees Eddie’s soft smile, the one he’s pretty sure only he and Christopher have ever seen.

“Fuck,” Buck groans. “I was gonna—”

“Hey,” Eddie says. “If I could pick between airport pickup and this, I would pick this every time.”

Buck doesn’t think he’s awake enough to start picking apart whatever that might mean. “You could have had both,” he mumbles instead. “This is the closest thing I have to a home right now.”

“My bed?” Eddie asks.

“Whole house,” Buck says. “We didn’t—Taylor and I didn’t talk about what to do about the loft, but I’m gonna give it to her. She doesn’t have a you.”

“No one does,” Eddie says. “No one but you.”

“No,” Buck agrees. “So—I can stay here? For—”

“For as long as you need,” Eddie interrupts. “You know that.”

“Yeah,” Buck mumbles. “I know.”

“You do have to move over, though,” Eddie says. “You only get to sleep in my bed if you make room for me.”

It seems fair enough, Buck thinks as he drifts back into sleep.

Three weeks later, Hen and Karen renew their wedding vows.

Three weeks later, Buck has spent approximately eighty per cent of his time berating himself for taking this long to notice that he is ass over teakettle in love with his best friend.

So now Hen and Karen are renewing their wedding vows, and Buck is—Buck is a lot of things, but he’s mostly worried about the concept of Eddie in a suit.

Buck is, after all, only one man. He’s a little worried it might be too much for him to handle.

He’s spent the past three weeks adjusting to exactly how badly he wants to put his mouth on Eddie. And his hands. And his—

The point is, after three weeks he’s getting pretty good at controlling himself around the versions of Eddie he sees every day. Eddie in his uniform, the fabric stretching tight over his shoulders and his ass; Eddie in his turnouts, still preening a little every time he pulls the suspenders on now that he’s back on active duty. Eddie at home, soft and unguarded in sweats and well-worn henleys; Eddie, first thing in the morning, rubbing sleep from his eyes with his hair sticking every which way. These are versions he’s used to, as much as anyone can ever be used to the vision that is Eddie Diaz.

But he hasn’t built up an immunity to Eddie in a suit. He hasn’t seen Eddie in a suit since—he’s not sure he ever has, actually. So Buck just wants it known for the record that in the event he loses his entire mind, it’s not his fault. It’s the suit.

Eddie’s standing in front of the hallway mirror muttering to himself, and Buck can’t tear his eyes away from the lines of his shoulders, the close cut of his suit pants. It takes him a moment to realise that the smooth rippling of Eddie’s arms is because he’s trying to tie his tie, and that the muttering consists mainly of swearwords.

“Hey,” Buck says, stepping closer. “Need a hand?”

“I need Windsor knots to be less fucking complicated,” Eddie says.

Buck rolls his eyes. “Here, let me do it.”

“I can tie my own tie, Buck.”

“Can you?” Buck asks, gesturing at the tie Eddie is clutching.

“In theory,” Eddie says.

“Well, let me do it in practice,” Buck says. “Or we’re gonna be late in a second. Chris is all but sitting in the car honking for us.”

“Fine,” Eddie grumbles. He turns as if to face Buck, but Buck grabs his shoulders and positions him back in front of the mirror, moving to stand behind him.

“I only know how to do it this way,” Buck says, reaching around him. Eddie stands still in the circle of his arms, and when Buck speaks he can see goosebumps rise on Eddie’s skin where the exhale from his words brushes past.

Buck works quickly, carefully, trying to focus all of his attention on his hands and not on the fact that if he just turned his head a little his lips would meet Eddie’s cheek. If he shifted his weight the slightest bit forward, the fly of his pants would press against Eddie’s ass.

Yeah, he’s trying to keep his mind off that one.

The moment lasts a lifetime and it’s over before it even begins, and Buck briefly entertains the idea of messing it up and redoing it just to stand here a few seconds more. But the longer he stands here, the more tempted he is to throw caution to the wind and press his lips to the side of Eddie’s throat, and that’s a line he won’t be able to uncross.

So he adjusts the knot, tugs on Eddie’s collar to make sure the points are even, and takes a step back.

In front of him, Eddie exhales, like maybe he’s been holding his breath.

“Okay, good to go,” Buck says, his voice only the tiniest bit shaky. “We should—”

He’s interrupted by a honk from outside, and Eddie huffs a laugh. “I thought you were kidding about the honking.”

Buck shrugs. “I gave him the keys, he made his own decisions.”

“I feel like you should have seen this coming.”

“Maybe,” Buck grins. “But come on, we should go before he gets carried away and the neighbours complain.”

“He gets that from you,” Eddie mutters. “I didn’t raise him to be obnoxious like that.”

Buck snorts, even as warmth spreads through him. “Sure you didn’t.”

Eddie grins. “No comment.”

Eddie’s fucking with him. Eddie has to be fucking with him, because Buck can’t think of a single other good reason for anything Eddie is doing right now.

It starts the second they take their seats for the vow renewal ceremony. Christopher sits between them, and Eddie stretches his arm out along the back of Christopher’s chair. Then his fingers brush Buck’s arm. It’s light at first, barely there, so brief Buck almost thinks he imagines it. But then it happens again, and when Buck whirls around to look at him, Eddie quirks the corner of his mouth into half a smile.

It starts there, and it keeps going, like Eddie’s magnetised and Buck is the pole. Eddie’s never more than a few feet away from him, touching him more often than not. It’s an arm pressed against his when they lean against the bar together, a knee brushing his thigh under the table when they sit down for dinner. It’s Eddie going to the bar and bringing back drinks for both of them, and Eddie standing behind his chair, resting his forearms on Buck’s shoulders and leaning over him to talk to Maddie when he comes back instead of just taking his seat.

Buck looks up, craning his head back to look at Eddie. From his vantage point he can’t see much, just the jut of his chin, the tip of his nose and the occasional flash of hair. Then Eddie looks down at him, leaning back a little so Buck can see his face, and it’s upside down but Buck’s pretty sure that’s Eddie’s Buck-and-Christopher smile.

Buck opens his mouth to ask a question—he’s not sure which question, exactly, but it’s probably somewhere in the neighbourhood of what the fuck—but the music that’s playing shifts into a song that Buck recognises from Eddie’s kitchen playlist, and Eddie’s face splits into a grin.

“Hey,” he says, his fingertips tapping out the beat on Buck’s sternum. “Come dance with me.”

And what’s Buck going to do, say no? Of course he follows Eddie out onto the makeshift dance floor. Eddie takes his hand, and Buck’s only ever seen Eddie doing something Christopher calls dad dancing but this is definitely not that. This is Eddie moving fluidly in time with the song. This is Eddie’s hips rolling and Eddie’s hand settling on Buck’s waist, pulling him closer, until their bodies are pressed together and Buck moves along with Eddie. This is Eddie’s breath warm against Buck’s ear and the slight scruff along Eddie’s jawline scraping against Buck’s cheek, and this is Buck about to lose his entire mind.

“Eddie—” he manages to say, trying very hard to keep his voice level and not too breathy. “Eddie, what are you—”

“What am I doing?” Eddie asks, a glint in his eye, and Buck nods.

“I’m testing a theory,” Eddie says.

Buck frowns. “What’s your theory?”

“This,” Eddie says, whisper-soft. There’s a moment, and then Eddie leans in and his lips meet Buck’s. He’s stunned into stillness for one heartbeat, two, then Buck’s hand comes up to cup Eddie’s jaw and the other one clutches the tie he’d tied for Eddie earlier. He’s probably pulling it askew, but Eddie’s mouth is soft on his, warm, insistent and gentle all at once, and Eddie tastes a little like the champagne they’ve been drinking and a lot like home, and the tie doesn’t really seem important in the midst of all that.

“Accurate,” Buck murmurs when Eddie pulls away, breathing hard, going only far enough to rest his forehead against Buck’s. Music is still playing, something slower, now, and Buck isn’t sure whether they’re swaying in time to the song or the beat of their intertwined hearts.

“What?” Eddie asks, eyebrows furrowing.

“Your theory,” Buck says. “I don’t know, is accurate the right word? Are theories accurate? Should it be correct?”

“We can look it up later,” Eddie promises, ducking in for a quick kiss that turns into two, three.

Buck snatches one more, then: “Eddie?”

“Yeah?” Eddie says, running his thumb along Buck’s cheekbone.

“Will you take me home?”

Eddie grins, the bright kind of smile that’s been Buck’s north star for longer than he even knows how to count. “Yeah, Buck,” he says. “Let’s go home.”

(Later, once they get home and put Christopher to bed, Buck unties Eddie’s tie. It’s a lot more fun that way.)

#911fic #buddie #buddie fic #ask emma #emma writes #hippolotamus

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golden-trash-panda · 1 year

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The thin wail cuts through the dark, pulling Hunter from restless dreams. Even now, years later Belos still haunts him from deep within his dreams.

The bed dips and shifts and Willow turns beside him, moving to sit.

“I’ll get her.” He lays a hand across Willow’s arm, gesturing for her to lay back down, his fingers stroking across her skin.

“You sure? You got up last time.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind.” He’s not sure he’ll be able to sleep again anyway, and one of them may as well get the rest.

He doesn’t need a light to pad across the hall, the moon outside is full and bright, casting a soft glow across the crib.

“Hi.” It’s second nature now to scoop up the squirming bundle. He could feed her and change her in his sleep— he’s pretty sure he has in the sleepless weeks since her birth.

She settles quickly in his arms, but starts to whine again when he goes to put her down.

“What’s wrong?” he asks, keeping his voice low as he carries her over to the overstuffed rocking chair by the window. “Bad dreams? I get that. I have bad dreams too.”

He traces a finger across Olive’s cheek and huffs a soft laugh as she sucks reflexively.

“But you know, the thing about bad dreams,” he murmurs, lifting Olive up to his shoulder. “They’re just that— dreams. They can’t hurt us.”

That’s what he reminds himself every time he wakes up in a cold sweat.

Belos is gone.

Their daughter is going to grow up in a realm that is safe. Where witches won’t be hunted and persecuted.

He pushes his foot against the carpet to rock the chair back and forth. Olive is a warm, limp weight against his shoulder.

“Hey.” Willow leans in the doorway, lit by the moonlight. “You’ve been in here a while. You coming back to bed?”

“Yeah.” Hunter stands, bracing Olive against his shoulder as he rises.

This time, she doesn’t stir as he sets her down.

“Come on.” Willow reaches for his hand, interlacing their fingers together. “Let’s go back to bed.”

Alt pic under read more (shirtless Hunter 😊)

#the owl house #huntlow #toh hunter #huntlow fanart #huntlow fanfic #my art #toh willow

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batfamscreaming · 1 year

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i've always kind of meant to fic rec more and even when sometimes I can post a fic i'm reading on here I always feel bad I don't do it more often. The ao3 share option always feels hard to read and you always wanna edit the summaries to expand on what you as a reader found compelling instead of what the author thought to put... anyway, tonight i finally mustered myself and ignored everything I usually do at night to spend (checks watch) 2.5 hours putting this list together and fighting tumblr formatting. They're in no particular order, and every single author you should check out their other fics; a lot of them have updated other things since I read these in my AO3 history. If you've never read fics for fandoms you're not in: this is the list to pic one from and just go. Crossovers may be posted in multiple sections, just in case. This is just a list of fics that, when I found them in my history I said, "I remember this one! It was so good!" and a lot of them are ones that, every time they show up in my inbox, I drop everything to read (or I stow them away for the upcoming three hours I desperately will need them). Because of that, a lot of them are fucked up, so check warnings once you get on the page. But like. I think they're fucked up in a delightful little way.

Also a lot of them are long. SUPER long. You all did this for free. Do you know how much I owe you for nightshifts alone, much less long trips and difficult, depressed days that I just had to get to tomorrow and a long fanfic gave me somewhere else to be?

Please give them some love.

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TWEWY/KH

∞:∞ ((to infinity and beyond)) - Divisionten

Post KH3, spoilers ahoy. He got off the pavement, wet, dirty and alone. They left the beach, ready to chase him down. She gripped her Keyblade, twisting it tight enough in her hands to leave marks. It was time to go home. ((Sora and Riku arrive in Shibuya after KH3 just in time to be mistaken for cosplayers. Extremely good Neku))

Marvel

From the Top - garamonder

Miles let go. Peter B. Parker closed his eyes as he dropped back through the rift, heading home. It would have been nice if he’d ended up there. Instead, the veteran hero makes an unintended pit stop in another Peter's universe - one where he's an Avenger, of all things. (Takes place in the MCU, post-hypothetical-Avengers 4)

Weight the Dice - tuesday

Tony's aim was off the first few tries. It was an imprecise art, time travel by magic rather than science, for all that it could actually change things instead of branching the timeline. He wanted early enough he could still make a difference, but not so early he had to go through puberty again. ((the only fic on this list under 5k, youre welcome))

LOTR???

Less Wise and More Dangerous - DeepWatersWaiting

Fleeing the Balrog and Orcs in Moria, Legolas Greenleaf is shot down with an arrow. He dies upon the bridge, unaware of the fates of his Fellowship, and wakes up moments later with the intention of finding his mother, escaping the Halls of Mandos and re-joining the War of the Ring. This would be a lot easier if he was actually in the Halls of Mandos however, instead of at Losgar as the Noldor arrive in Beleriand from Valinor for the first time. ((i don’t know who any of these people are besides legolas i’m just having a good time and think this one needs more eyes))

Legend of Zelda: One Link

Third Eye - StudioRat

In which we climb the dark tower into the dawn. ((Link wants a third option. Ocarina of Time climax.))

Navigator [Act One] - SaltySaph

A Ganondorf/Link Slowburn Adventure narrative, first of three Acts. It is not based on, or connected to, any of the games in the franchise; but instead a largely invented piece using the Zelda formula and tropes as a base. This is not an Enemies to Lovers piece, because even though they are enemies in the games? They never have any personal or direct enmity toward one another.

The Inevitable - Phlyarologist

A hero falls. A hero rises. Repeat as necessary. Ravio gets an unpleasant lesson in the cost of legends. ((the only good take on heroic deaths))

The Legend of Zelda: Ten Thousand Year Elegy - winklepickers

Months after Calamity Ganon's defeat at the hands of the Princess and the Master Sword's chosen hero, Hyrule is approaching something resembling peace. That is, until Link and Zelda go missing following a disastrous archaeological expedition. Meanwhile, in Domino City, Japan: a dimensional domain emulator belonging to one Kaiba Seto abruptly self-destructs, causing an explosion that catches Mutou Yuugi and his friends in the crossfire. Unexpected? Yes. Unforeseen? Maybe not.

Legend of Zelda: Multiple Links

Please Don't Come for Me - sister_dear

Hyrule gets chucked headfirst through a mysterious portal. He feels the magic of fairies nearby and transforms, intending to ask them for help. Unfortunately for him, Time also found the fountain, and he has something of an effect on fairies. A “Hyrule meets the chain” story where Hyrule encounters each of his new companions in fairy form first.

Language Barriers - Kastaborous

The group made their way over to the two Hylians, where the individual they had rushed to save was conversing with the newcomer. The newcomer was heavily scarred on his left side, and from the bow on his back, he was the archer who had brought down many of the monsters. “Hello,” Time said, as he nodded to them. “Could you point us toward Castle Town?” The scarred man blinked. “Nanda?” … The Heroes of Courage are spread across ages. Hundreds to thousands of years between them. It should come as no surprise that they are having some trouble communicating. But when they’re dropped in a world of alien technology and a language wholly unfamiliar, they really wish Hylia had thought ahead. Or, the gang-meets-wild fic in which there is an appropriate amount of linguistic drift between Links, Hylia does not provide Google Translate, and Wild is a linguaphile among other things.

To Isolate - Poltea, sky_squido

Sky has only just figured out that Ganon is the manifestation of Demise's curse when he starts noticing... something working its way up the chain. Nobody is okay, Sky least of all, but he’s determined to figure out what’s going on or die trying. He has no idea what he’s getting himself into. This is a story of pain, fear, loss, and somehow, despite it all, courage.

Yu Gi Oh

((Basically All Crossovers & Literally The Best Section Of This Whole List u just gotta trust me))

The Power Of Friendship (And This Gun I Found!) - GallusRostromegalus

Honestly, Mokuba deserves to have a gun. And everyone else deserves to go absolutely Off The Fucking Rails. YuGiOh, but they're all appropriately feral little gremlins. Kind of a Reconciliation of the 4Kids Dub and the Horror-Comedy Manga, but mostly me wildly overthinking the setting and deciding to lean into the weirdness.

Shed Some of This Black Light to Surrounding Towns - arinrowan

What Yuugi wants is simple. He wants Izuku to get into Yuuei with him. He wants the rocket engines designed for KaibaCorp to work. He wants to launch his emotions about his father’s family into hyperbolic orbit. Unfortunately, Yuugi and his friends find themselves in the middle of a plot to manipulate the course of history that leaves him struggling to answer two very not simple questions. What does it cost to build the future? And who decides who pays?

The Legend of Zelda: Ten Thousand Year Elegy - winklepickers

ATLA

While Mighty Oaks Do Fall - WitchofEndor

High Sage Kenji blesses Fire Prince Zuko with the resilience of the reed, who bends in the wind and never breaks. When he is done, Fire Prince Ozai narrows his eyes, seemingly displeased by this blessing. But Kenji does not speak for himself; he is only a vessel. The newly-crowned Fire Lord Ozai offers his firstborn son to service in the temple. This turns out to be a catastrophic mistake.

Boomerangs and Rainbows - mindbending

At Sokka’s behest, the Gaang skips rescuing Zuko during the Siege at the North Pole. Instead they leave him, unconscious, buried in the snow. In completely unrelated news, Sokka’s haunted by a ghost now.

Mountains and Badgermolehills - Glass_Onion

After the Blue Spirit frees the Avatar from the Pohuai Stronghold, Admiral Zhao captures Prince Zuko under suspicion of treason. Isolated from his Uncle and his crew, Zuko has only one ally: the chatty prisoner one cell over.

BNHA

You Ever Sabotage A Wedding? No?...Would You Like To? - All_five_pieces_of_Exodia

Izuku gets invited to Kacchan's wedding as the "Worst man". He thinks it's a joke. Or My story based off a post I saw on Tumblr: > Hot wedding idea, the worst man, it's his duty to try to prevent the wedding at all costs. > The best man and worst man engage in Spy Vs Spy shenanigans until the wedding is done.

That time I got reincarnated as a doomed side character - Gentrychild

Izuku wakes up in the recent light novel he read called “ My Hero Academia.” Unfortunately, he’s in the body of Midoriya Izuku, a minor character killed off early in the manga to motivate the main character Katsuki Bakugo on his Hero’s Journey. Izuku decides he’s going to do whatever it takes to stay alive in this stupidly deadly Isekai. Unfortunately, Izuku isn't aware that in the last novel of the series where the minor character who died is revealed as the main villain’s son All for One has relived his son’s death multiple times, unable to change the outcomes. But something has changed this time.

Locked In Digital - RogueDruid (Icarius51)

A day goes bad to worse for 14 year old Izuku Midoriya, as he wakes up trapped in a computer simulation with nine different Horror games. The only objective given by the madman who locked him in? Beat all nine games, or be deleted. A year later, a very different Izuku shows up at the Gates of UA to take the entrance exam What horrors has he faced?

Ill-Gotten Gains - ghostmaybite

When his father and Tomura start planning the USJ attack, Izuku makes a plan of his own. It’s simple, only four steps: 1. Steal Eraserhead’s quirk 2. Use it to kill All for One 3. Give Erasure back, hopefully 4. Go to jail, probably He’s prepared for the plan to fail at any time, but surprisingly, it’s not until step 4 that things fall through.

Shed Some of This Black Light to Surrounding Towns - arinrowan

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