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zeciex · 7 months

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A Vow of Blood Masterlist

Warnings: This fic includes noncon, dubcon, manipulation, violence and inc3st. Tags will be added as the fic goes on. This is a dark!fic. 18+ only. Read at your own discretion. Please read the warnings before continuing.

Updates every Friday: A work in progress

AO3

Chapter 1: A prophecy foretold Chapter 2: Fireflies and Funerals Chapter 3: A debt made Chapter 4: The Arrival Chapter 5: The girl who leaves, the Woman whom returns Chapter 6: The unholiness of burning Chapter 7: Gossip and Needlepoint Chapter 8: Schemes and Artisans Chapter 9: The Feast Chapter 10: Beware the Blood Red Roses Thorns

Chapter 11: Words of a Scandal Chapter 12: The Whore that Lies Chapter 13: On Your Knees Chapter 14: From the Shadows Chapter 15: White Poppies Chapter 16: The Tourney; The Joust Chapter 17: The Tourney; The Melee Chapter 18: Ruination Chapter 19: Tea & Charity

Chapter 20: Sympathies for Maegor the Cruel Chapter 21: Moon Flower Chapter 22: The Ugly Seat Chapter 23: A Woman's Shame Chapter 24: The Boy With the Stars Chapter 25: The Seafarer Chapter 26: Dragonstone Chapter 27: Betrothal Chapter 28: The Sting of Bitter Betrayal Chapter 29: Little Nightshade

Chapter 30: In That House On Top Of The Rock Chapter 31: The Stranger's Company Chapter 32: The Hunt Chapter 33: Brōzi, riña hen narys Chapter 34: There's no measure 'within reason' for women Chapter 35: Pulling the Strings Chapter 36: Boris Baratheon Chapter 37: The Image of a son Chapter 38: Wine and Company Chapter 39: Once in Ivory, to the sound of bells

Chapter 40: Trapped like a Fox Chapter 41: The illusion of choice Chapter 42: Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer Chapter 43: The Depravity of Desire Chapter 44: Think of the Stars Chapter 45: Blood in the Water Chapter 46: The Boundaries of a Winged Pig Chapter 47: The Vigil of the Old Gods Chapter 48: The Stag that Rages Chapter 49: The Stag hunts the Stag

Chapter 50: The Performance of Grief Chapter 51: Once in front of the fire, two become one Chapter 52: The Funeral of Boris Baratheon Chapter 53: The Hunger of Man Chapter 54: The Funeral Procession Chapter 55: Keeping Alliances Chapter 56: Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt Chapter 57: Wisps of Smoke Chapter 58: A Missive of Ravens Chapter 59: A Claim of Bastardry

Chapter 60: The Last Supper Chapter 61: The Taste of Silence Chapter 62: Waves Chapter 63: In the Eye of the Father Chapter 64: The End of a Noose Chapter 65: A Fool with a Fool's Honor Chapter 66: The Son of Duty Chapter 67: The Daughter of Insolence Chapter 68: The Tempest of a Woman Chapter 69: Birds in a Cage

Chapter 70: The Beast Beneath the Boards Chapter 71: The Tower of the Hand Chapter 72: Ill Tidings Chapter 73: A Woman's War Chapter 74: Salt and Smoke Chapter 75: A Golden Crown of Sorrow pt. 1 Chapter 76: A Golden Crown of Sorrow pt. 2 Chapter 77: Coming Friday the 26th

A Vow of Blood Chapter previews

Chapter previews comes out throughout the week leading up to the new chapter

If you want a moodboard for a specific chapter, send me a message and I'll see what I can do!

Vow of Blood: An uncanon oneshot; The Wooden Cock The wooden cock, pt. 2

A Vow of Blood Aemond; NSFW Alphabet!

#A Vow of Blood Masterlist

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captainblou · 4 months

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My Good Omens fanfiction Master Post!!

'Ello 'Ello 'Ello!!

Here's my pinned post for everything Good Omens I've written and wanted to share with this wonderful fandom!!

HUMAN AUs:

I'll tell you who's in charge - rated E, 30K words

Anthony Crowley will tell you who's in charge: it's him. He is the boss, and, like it or not, he acts the part. Well, that's until he meets his new secretary…

Thank you for the thorns - rated E, 53K words

There's a few things you should know about Anthony: first, only his dad calls him that, you can call him Crowley. Second, he owns the Queen of Thorns, the best flower shop of Mayfair. And third: he doesn't date. The first two points are unlikely to change, but the third? Maybe we should stick around to see how it goes…

You rock my world - rated E, 6k words.

Aziraphale is an authority in the world of music journalism, specializing in classical music, and West End musicals. He's not exactly happy when his boss send him to interview some rockstar he's never heard of, but he's in for a big surprise

CANON (sort of) Universe

The Resurrectionnists -rated E, 15k words

What if Aziraphale had said "Do it again" instead of "I forgive you"? - A short, smutty post S2.

Wait for me - rated T, 1286 words

Just a little scene inspired by this post by @fellshish

Longing & Angst shorts serie - 3 Works, rated E.

Ficlets from first person POV.

#good omens #aziracrow #crowley #aziraphale #aziraphale x crowley #crowley x aziraphale #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorce #good omens fanfiction #ao3

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greycaelum · 2 years

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Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru X Reader

(Kaleidoscope Series: Clouds and Mochi Chapter)

[Happy Mother's Day! Your three cats are up to something, sneaking around.]

[Notes & Warning: fluff, Word Count: 1.5k ]

To the one who suggested this one, you know who you are. Great idea mate!

Mama

Satoru's eyes punctually woke up at 5 am, sliding off his eye mask he was greeted by your face laying on his chest.

You're so warm... He can't help but wrap his arms around you and pull you in tighter, for a morning cuddle. His cold feet rub your dainty ones under the blanket, badly wishing to stay with you in this morning's comfort.

But he is a man of priorities. With a heavy heart, Satoru kissed your head and a few more pecks before gently removing himself from your hold, stuffing his pillow into your arms in exchange, and quietly tiptoed out of the room. He walks to his Kikufuku's room first.

"Rise and shine Buddy," Satoru leaned down to observe his son's eyes flutter awake and look at him groggily. "Remember our plan?"

"Papa?" Kouki's raspy voice greeted him. "Hug me..." And mochi lazily opened the small arms, asking for a hug.

How could he turn that down? Satoru's stomach just feels like butterflies inside are fluttering. No matter what age my son is so cuteeeeee!

"It's okay, c'mon Kikufuku Mama will wake up if we don't hurry." Satoru slipped his hand into his son's body, hoisting the mochi up for a carry, and let the little guy lay his head on the crook of Satoru's neck, and went out to the little princess's room.

Two years old Saika is already awake but still laying in her large crib, rolling around with her Tottie plushie in her arms.

"Hey pretty girl, whatcha doing?" Satoru peered down at the girl who also asked for a huggie after seeing her brother and father.

"Got it, hungry?" Satoru kisses the heads of his still sleepy munchkins and gently rocks them.

Saika didn't answer and just wrap her arms around Satoru's neck and the three of them walk down the stairs to the kitchen. As much as Satoru wants to start cooking he needs to make his kids' morning milk first or else it'd be hard to pacify them when he starts working. He sets down the glasses of milk and starts preparing for his work.

"Kikufuku, scramble these eggs, like this." Satoru delivers the cracked eggs in a bowl in front of his son and demonstrates how to use the whisk.

"Cat... You stay put there, honeybunch. I'll get back to you later." Satoru winks while he handles what's cooking on the stove, humming along with the sound of a bowl and whisk in the background.

"Papa, are we cooking pancake?" Kouki stares at him with hopeful puppy eyes.

"Fried rice Kikufuku, you already had pancake yesterday." Satoru put in 3 cubes of butter and melted the thing, added the garlic, and saute.

"Pa, give this to Mama?" Saika puts down the glass and asks, pointing to the flower on the vase.

"After you scramble the egg, cut some flowers in your Mama's garden, the prettier ones the better, go." Shooing his kids away Kouki scrambled down the chair and helps her sister. The two of them raced to the back door slamming the door.

Good thing the room is soundproof... Satoru sighed. He loves his munchkins alright but they can get really rowdy, he doesn't remember being as energetic as them as a kid. Sassy, alright. But frisky? Nahh.

Then there's you. Just thinking about every time he comes home and sees you and the kids playing and welcoming him after an exhausting day... His heart could burst in warmth. He can understand why your tired and stressed face turns bright when he comes to your working place with the two kitties in tow to just hang around.

"Papa! Look! A lady passed by and gave us carnation!" Kouki came running with Saika behind holding the bunch of flowers.

"What did you say?"

"Thank you!"

Saika climbs into her baby chair and laid the flowers on the table.

"Papa, I want this one." The little girl points to the tiny rosebud.

"The thorn!" Satoru gasps and lets go of the spatula, grabbing the rose away from his daughter's tender chubby hands. "You hurt?"

"Nope, I'm okay," Saika waves her hand and pouts. "Papa the rose please, please?!"

"No sweetie, Kikufuku cut the thorns before giving it to Cat." He wiped the sweat on his forehead and stirs the rice and added the hotdog slices to it.

How do you look effortless in the morning while dealing with these two? The second he looked back the two kids are already quietly stuffing their faces with strawberries.

"Pa, is the strawberry a fruit or a berry?" Kouki asks but didn't have Satoru any invitation to share the pink sweet.

Is my kid seriously asking me that?

"Kikufuku, which part of your father looks like a botanist? I say, you give me a bite coz I'm hungry here trying to cook for this house but my kids have already eaten anyway, right?" Satoru deadpanned. "Traitors." He hissed.

"Papa's jelly," Saika grins.

Satoru opens his mouth, who can resist him when he begs for food? Not his kids alright.

"He is jelly." Kouki nods and stuffs the whole strawberry into his mouth.

Satoru, "..."

Saika sees this and reaches over to give her father her already bitten strawberry.

"Yummy Papa?" She asks, patting her father's cheeks with her hand sticky with the juice of strawberry.

"Hmm, yummy." Satoru sighed. "Eggs please!"

"I'll pour!" Kouki drags his chair and held the bowl over the pan while pouring the egg on the rice.

II.

You woke up with a fluffy thing in your arms, Satoru's masculine mint with a hint of faint sweet scent immediately engulfed your senses. It would've been more perfect if he was here...

"He could've woke me up..." you mumbled and stretch your limbs, trudging to the bathroom to have a toothbrush and wash up your face. A bit regretful to drag your body out of the bed you ended up falling to the bed again, but you need to. Mom's gotta do what a mom gotta do. The doorknob turned and voices bombarded you.

"Happy birthda—"

"Wrong greeting Cat."

"What?"

You look up and saw Satoru holding a tray of food, Kouki, and Saika in their panda bear onesies holding flowers.

"Happy Mother's Day Mama!" They chorused and jumped into the bed. Crawling to you and peppered you with their kisses and tickling while you writhe and laugh under your kids.

"Thank you very much, such pretty flowers! You picked it up for me?" You brought the fresh flowers to your nose and smiled rewarding your kids with kisses and hugs, adding coos of appreciation.

Satoru stares at the three of you and joins in the huddle, slipping beside you and kissing your shoulder before leaning into your ear and whispers in a devious tone.

"Happy MILF day Mommy~"

"Sato—!"

He cuts you off by capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. Satoru's hand slips at the back of your neck and pulls you closer making you gasp and accidentally giving Satoru the chance to slip past your lips, stroking your tongue teasingly.

"Happy Mother's Day, Baby," Satoru reluctantly parts away and grinned at your dazed eyes and flushed cheeks.

"Where's my kiss too?" Kouki looks at you and tugs your arm.

"Mine? Where?!" Saika whines plopping her head on Satoru's leg.

"Mama's kiss is mine, right? Mommy?" Satoru sticks his tongue out to his kids and sneakily kisses the corners of your lips before kissing your lips. Satoru laughs at the offended looks of his munchkins.

"Of course, you guys get kisses too," you opened the side table drawer and out of nowhere produced six chocolate kisses. Sharing it equally by three to the two who screech in delight.

"Baby," Satoru poked you. "What about mine? My kisses? Where Baby? 'Toru's kisses, where?" he whines coquettishly, acting pitiful with those eyes and pouting lips

"But My Love," you cup his face and mirror his pout. "You already got your kisses, don't be greedy or else you'll get punishment from Mommy." You winked and slip away before Satoru could catch you.

Well, two can play the game. The audacity of him to say those with the kids just right beside you two.

"Awwww thank you for the breakfast Love! Would you like to share it with us?" You fed Kouki and Saika first before taking a bite of your own while savoring the blushing tips of your husband's ears.

"Sureeee~" Satoru gets back to his feet and opens his mouth for the spoon. I think I have the potential to be a chef! He nods in approval. "You were saying earlier Baby, what punishment are we exactly talking about?"

Saika and Kouki blink in confusion at their father's words.

"Mama, what punishment?" Kouki worriedly looks at you.

"Did you eat the lollipop in the jar Mama?" Saika gasps at the revelation.

"No worries munchkins, Mama got it." You cooed and continued eating as they ask you what you wanna do for today.

'Later?' Satoru mouths behind the kids.

You just winked and smiled sweetly. Oh later indeed.

—GreyCaelum,

PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME

Check out the Masterlist for more

All rights and credits of the Jujutsu Kaisen character(s) mentioned images(s) and songs(s) used belongs to their respective owner(s)

General/Kaleidoscope Series Taglist: @ice-icebaby @aeanya @gummy-dummy

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succyobsessions · 2 years

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My Fav MLM Ships + Taylor Swift Songs

1. Harringrove—Steve x Billy (Stranger Things)

False God— Lover

“We were crazy to think

Crazy to think that this could work

Remember how I said I'd die for you?”

“And I can't talk to you when you're like this

Staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town”

“But we might just get away with it

Religion's in your lips

Even if it's a false god

We'd still worship”

“I know heaven's a thing

I go there when you touch me

Honey hell is when I fight with you

But we can patch it up good

Make confessions and we're begging for forgiveness”

“And you can't talk to me when I'm like this

Daring you to leave me just so I can try and scare you”

2. Gallavich—Ian x Mickey (Shameless)

Call It What You Want— Reputation

“Nobody's heard from me for months

I'm doing better than I ever was

'Cause

My baby's fit like a daydream

Walking with his head down

I'm the one he's walking to

So call it what you want, yeah

Call it what you want to”

“All my flowers grew back as thorns

Windows boarded up after the storm

He built a fire just to keep me warm”

“And I know I make the same mistakes every time

Bridges burn, I never learn, at least I did one thing right

I did one thing right

I'm laughing with my lover, making forts under covers

Trust him like a brother, yeah, you know I did one thing right”

3. Philkas—Philip x Lukas (Eyewitness)

Out Of The Woods— 1989

“You took a Polaroid of us

Then discovered

(Then discovered)

The rest of the world was black and white

But we were in screaming color”

“Remember when you hit the brakes too soon?

Twenty stitches in a hospital room

When you started crying, baby, I did too

But when the sun came up, I was looking at you”

“Remember when we couldn't take the heat?

I walked out, I said ‘I'm setting you free’

But the monsters turned out to be just trees

When the sun came up you were looking at me”

4. Evak—Even x Isak (Skam)

Everything Has Changed— Red

“And all I've seen

Since eighteen hours ago

Is green eyes and freckles and your smile

In the back of my mind making me feel like

I just wanna know you better, know you better, know you better now”

“Cause all I know is we said, ‘Hello’

And your eyes look like comin' home

All I know is a simple name

And everything has changed”

“And all my walls

Stood tall painted blue

But I'll take 'em down, take 'em down

And open up the door for you”

5. Ennis x Jack (Brokeback Mountain)

Cowboy Like Me— Evermore

“And you asked me to dance

But I said, ‘Dancing is a dangerous game’

Oh, I thought

This is gonna be one of those things

Now I know

I'm never gonna love again”

“You're a cowboy like me

Never wanted love

Just a fancy car

Now I'm waiting by the phone

Like I'm sitting in an airport bar”

“Now you hang from my lips

Like the Gardens of Babylon

With your boots beneath my bed

Forever is the sweetest con”

6. Tyrus—TJ x Cyrus (Andi Mack)

Ours— Speak Now

“Seems like there's always someone who disapproves

They'll judge it like they know about me and you

And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do

The jury's out, but my choice is you”

“And it's not theirs to speculate

If it's wrong, and your hands are tough

But they are where mine belong”

“So don't you worry your pretty, little mind

People throw rocks at things that shine

And life makes love look hard”

“The stakes are high, the water's rough

But this love is ours”

7. Merthur—Merlin x Arthur (Merlin)

Seven— Folklore

“Cross your heart, won't tell no other

And though I can't recall your face

I still got love for you

Your braids like a pattern

Love you to the moon and to Saturn

Passed down like folk songs

The love lasts so long”

“And I've been meaning to tell you

I think your house is haunted

Your dad is always mad and that must be why”

“And just like a folk song

Our love will be passed on”

“Please picture me

In the weeds

Before I learned civility

I used to scream ferociously

Any time I wanted”

————

Click Here For My Fav Sapphic Ships + Taylor Swift Songs

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theunexplainable · 2 years

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Not my idea but @hmshermitcraft . They posted an ask that revolves around gridoc. It's a Persephone and Hades au where Grian is Persephone and Doc is Hades, and Scar is Demeter. It's up to you if you wanna write something abt it but it is a really good au to write about. So ye.

Have a nice day.

The conclusion:

Scar stared at his brother, shocked and elated that Doc had let him free. Although Doc seemed to have taken a toll on Grian's bright demeanor, leaving the once happy god sad and gloomy looking. scar could only imagine the things that the disgusting god of the underworld had done to him, even the though of Doc around his brother made his skin boil. But he knew that because of Doc's deceptive tricks, Grian was now tied to the underworld, and would have to go back eventually.

Grian spoke little while he was there, instead seeking out things that he knew he enjoyed, and staying away from the thoughts that reminded him of his love. He kept a journal to write reminders in, and to write notes about the day. He also sent messages to the underworld, and received many in return, it appeared that Doc missed him as much as he missed Doc.

Scar continued doing his best to cheer up his brother, making flower crowns and gifting him everything he could ever want. But it seemed to do little, so he left the man alone, leaving him to do whatever he pleased although he kept a close eye on the god of spring. So Grian spent his time reading books, he gathered a variety of them from the library, ones on architecture, science, animals, rocks, and even horror. Wasting his time until he was allowed to return to his beloved, the strong but gentle soul that seemed to always make his day brighter.

He smiled down at the letter in his lap, sent from Doc, it had arrived yesterday, and it spoke that only two weeks remained before Grian could return home. Return home to his love, his life, the only person he knew he would ever truly need.

"Grian, I know we have little time left, but I promise I'll save you from that retched barbarian," Scar reassured Grian, sounding sorrowful.

"Scar, I don't need you to save me, and that 'retched barbarian' is the best part of my day!" Grian exclaimed, clearly frustrated with Scar, standing up and pushing his brother away from him.

"Clearly he's bewitched you somehow!" Scar retorted, eyes filling with grief, or were those tears?

"Doc hasn't done anything! He's been nothing but kind and loving since the day I met him!" Grian shouted back, the constant insulting of his boyfriend enraging him.

"WHY DO YOU LOVE THAT FREAK SO MUCH!! Scar shouted, grabbing Grian's wrist harshly, while thorny vines sprung from the ground, grabbing at everything around. Digging their thorns into Grian's ankles, blood erupting slowly from the deep cuts that the vines created. The god of summer seemed enraged with his smaller and younger brother, unaware of the damage he had caused.

"BECAUSE HE TREATED ME BETTER THAN YOU EVER DID!!" Grian screamed back, tears rolling down his cheeks from emotions and pain. Flowers started growing from the vines, their petals a sad dark color, it reflected the pain and emotion in the room perfectly.

[Im gonna leave that there! If y'all want me to write about Grian meeting back up with Doc, tell me! And I hope you have a good day as well @delusionaltalent !]

#grian #hermitcraft #mcyt #docm77 #scar of the good times #goodtimeswithscar #gridoc #hermitshipping #this idea doesn't belong to me!#unexplained writing #drink lots of water #eat good food #get some sleep #and have a good day!

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thecoffeelovingfreak · 2 years

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may flowers

"can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of spring?" - neltje blanchan

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Hello and welcome! This event may be starting late, but alas I wanted to host it either way! Come frolick in the fields with me!

༺♡︎༻

Running time: 12 March - 21 June

Event type: drabbles (by prompt and request!)

Guide: simply send in your request with one of the 55 prompts and add a character! There will be no limit to the drabbles I will write, and you can request for multiple! I may however, decline your request if I am not inspired.

The characters for this event will be all of the characters from bungou stray dogs, vanitas no carte, twisted wonderland, castlevania, and tears of themis! I am expanding my rules for this event since I would like to become well-versed in the majority of characters!

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prompts (based on flower language):

i. - ambrosia: "your love is reciprocated"

ii. - apple: "temptation"

iii. - blue rock bindweed: "repose; night"

iiii. - pink carnation: "i'll never forget you"

v. - cyclamen: "resignation; goodbye"

vi. - daffodil: "unrequited love"

vii. - enchanter's nightshade: "witchcraft; sorcery"

viii. - evergreen thorn: "solace in adversity"

ix. - everlasting pea: "lasting pleasure"

x. - fern: "magic; fascination"

xi. - forget-me-not: "memories"

xii. - gardenia: "secret love"

xiii. - dark geranium: "melancholy"

xiv. - gloxinia: "love at first sight"

xv. - hazel: "reconciliation"

xvi. - heliotrope: "devotion; faithfulness"

xvii. - purple hyacinth: "i am sorry; please forgive me"

xviii. - hydrangea: "thank you for understanding"

xix. - iris: "your friendship means so much to me"

xx. - ivy: "wedded love"

xxi. - spanish jasmine: "sensuality"

xxii. - jonquil: "desire for affection returned"

xxiii. - lily of the valley: "sweetness"

xxiv. - lotus: "eloquence"

xxv. - magnolia: "nobility"

xxvi. - marigold: "jealousy"

xxvii. - mistletoe: "kiss me"

xxviii. - orchid: "beauty"

xxix. - pansy: "thoughts"

xxx. - blue periwinkle: "early friendship"

xxxi. - persimon: "bury me amid nature's beauties"

xxxii. - petunia: "resentment; anger"

xxxiii. - pomegranate flower: "mature elegance"

xxxiv. - white poppy: "consolation"

xxxv. - primrose: "i can't live without you"

xxxvi. - raspberry: "remorse"

xxxvii. - rhododendron: "beware; danger"

xxxviii. - dark crimson rose: "mourning"

xxxix. - tea rose: "i'll remember always"

xl. - white rose: "i am worthy of you"

xli. - moss rosebud: "confessions of love"

xlii. - sweet scabious: "widowhood"

xliii. - snowdrop: "hope"

xliv. - spider flower: "elope with me"

xlv. - starwort: "afterthought"

xlvi. - stonecrop: "tranquility"

xlvii. - yellow sweetbrier: "decrease of love"

xlviii. - tamarisk: "crime"

xlix. - variegated tulip: "beautiful eyes"

l. - vine: "intoxication"

li. - blue violet: "i'll always be there"

lii. - viscaria: "will you dance with me?"

liii. - water willow: "freedom"

liv. - winter cherry: "deception"

lv. - yellow zinnia: "daily remembrance"

#2022 may flowers event #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #vnc #vanitas no carte #vnc x reader #twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #coff writes for bsd🥂#coff writes for vnc🍷#coff writes for twst🍸

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cassie-thorne · 2 years

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I was inspired by GQ's Five Things <Name> Can't Live Without, so my question is:

What are the five things that your MC can't live without? Can be a book, food, literally anything!

(yes i know Max, you currently aren't writing fics, but it'd be totes awesome if you could introduce your MCs! Especially your FA and TPS ones <33)

'sup, Mads! Thanks for sending this. You just saved me from boredom💀Yup, I don't write things, but this sounds fun!

I named my FA MC F!Hispanic Clerina Azareth (don't know where I got the name, just thought of it lol) but let's call her Rina. Ohhh I was obsessed with her last year, and she's still one of my favorites! let's see..

Rina can't live without the Internet. Bet she has these secret social media accounts where only her and her trusted friends know. I mean, she's trying to be a perfect daughter and everything, but give her a break, y'know. She's this political college student who just wanted to be a normal adolescent.

Chocolate frog cakes, She love it since she was six as mentioned in Chapter 8 (??). So on her every birthday, that should be her cake😌.

She can't live without freedom. I pictured Rina as a good daughter who always follows her mother's steps, but at the same time she has her own rebellious ways because Rina doesn't really want to be like her at all. She's kinda like Blaine lol.

Her Lynx named Luxian. JUST love Luxian.

Blaine Hayes (not a thing, but she can't live without his scent!). She enjoys debating with him about literally everything (being their country's rival, of course these kids enjoy showing off); she looooveee his company; loveee his annoying-ness; lovee his hoodie; HIS HAIR; she lovees him. Blaine showed her how to just screw everything and live her life the way she wanted to because he saw what Rina's mom was doing to her.

Plus her iconic hairstyle kajsjdjajdjdjka

I don't have much for my twiney Princesses but i can try!

Their names are the default ones because I love the idea of it. They're both named after flowers; the Princess, Hispanic Rose Julivert, and the student, Hispanic Daisy Hawthorne. (<- Pb def got a "Thorne" obsession lately but we all know who's the best one😏) anyways, let's start with our Daisy first.

Daisy loves books. She can't live without them. Especially history books. She's a book nerd!!

She can't live without her chaotic sisters, the Deltas! Yes, she did leave for a while, but she loves them.

For Rose:

She lovee parties. She would do anything just to get out of the damn palace and go to random clubs. So yeah, Rose is crazier than Daisy and she can't live without parties.

She can't live without Aveline and her guidance. She's the best lady-in-waiting and her best friend. Seriously, without Aveline, they'll be doomed. We love Aveline!

The princess can't live without proper outfits for different occasions. No, no, that's a crime, so she has anything for everything!

Since we're both a CoP die hard fan, I'll add our badass MC right here✋

Name's the default one, F!Asian Detective Cameron Rose

This detective can't live without her badass coats, suits and jackets. That's literally one of the most important things Cameron wore; that's her style! It's not that she hates dresses, sometimes she's just embarrassed to wear them, even if everyone says she looks good. But she secretly likes wearing them in missions if she needs to. She feels like she's in a spy movie or something. But we can all agree that her casual detective outfit is more comfortable in fight scenes.

This detective cannot live without her taser. She loves tasing bad guys. Yup, she loves doing it. And again, that meet-cute🤭🤭🤭

The Detective can't live without her iconic boots. She might not have a shoe closet like the Prince, but she does have rocking kicks for real.

This detective cannot live without her Prince Charming and the badass Ginovesi team! They're literally everything to her <3

Detective Cameron Rose cannot live without caffeine. Period.

Thanks for sending this again!

#Inlocusmads #playchoices #choices stories you play #Playchoices mc #foreign affairs #the princess swap #crimes of passion #Max-what-now

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wind-on-the-panes · 2 years

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"Falling in love is glamorous hell: the crouched, parched heart like a tiger, ready to kill; a flame’s fierce licks under the skin. into my life, larger than life, you strolled in."

Carol Ann Duffy, from Rapture; “You” (full poem and declamation)

#poetry #carol ann duffy #fave #poetic fragments #full poem #the scented oil that i'll drip into your bath #but if you want me to i'll be rock flower and thorn #this poem physically knocked the wind out of me #not exagerating. what the hell.

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none-of-your-biscuits · 2 years

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Biscuits watching high guardian spice aka little witch wannabes ep 3: I literally fell asleep watching this at one point bc I was that fuckin bored

-I FUCKIN KNEW TALL WOULD HAVE A BOW IT'S THE STEREOTYPES

-their outfits are so fuckin dumb

-this intro reminds me of Christian music for some reason

-why tf is she swinging a sword around and eating at the same time

-also isn't this like a two handed sword why are you like this

-book go bye bye

-it broke?? Bitch you use that to fight and it breaks bc you dropped it on a rock??

-I like Tall she actually thinks

-woah okay was pepto actually like, about to add fantasy racism? Not the twist I was expecting but I'll remember that

-again with the being a little bitch thing, you have MAGIC cast a fuckin SPELL and fix it, it can't be that hard

-or take it to the blacksmith god DAMN

-what was that flashback, the diologue was exceptionally trash as always but what's with the teleporting again

-also why would you leave a weapon laying around when you have kids? That's like leaving a loaded gun on the floor

-oh the creepy teacher is back, yay

-why he walkin so fast damn

-getting creepy vibes again

-yknow, if I inherited a sword from my probably dead mom I'd be more careful with it, but like who let u into this school

-hmm maybe use a weapon that actually fits baby pepto, that's not how swords work, they aren't one size fits all dummy

-flowering thorn? That's a dumb name, none of you are named after actual roses

-you guys wanna be rwby so bad

-why do they have uniforms? Like why would you wear a uniform for like smithing or potions or fighting where it's very likely to get destroyed

-ugh the smith teacher's VA is so annoying SPEAK UP

-woo, talking to urself exposition

-the magic system is gonna be just as garbage as the rest of the show so I don't even care

-got a Spanish ad and thought I was going crazy

-"UR MOM LOL"

-ugh we're gonna have to see more of creepy teacher bc he knows pepto's mom huh

-oh either that's a dead twin or creepy teacher is trans

-"what was she like" u were literally having flashbacks about her you know what she's like u dumb

-guess blondie's gonna die, oh well

-"no swears" please tell me the mature warning isn't for swearing if I have to hear cursing in this horrible diologue I'll cry

-PURPLE!!!

-suddenly I care about this episode

-wait hold up her name is Amaryllis? Is that a spice? Do we finally get a spice named character?

-I'll google it just a sec

-IT'S A FUCKING FLOWER

-IT'S NOT EVEN A PURPLE FLOWER IT'S RED

-Ryll and Snap, the only funny characters so far

-ah i love when she causes problems on purpose

-ooh a non visually impressive cave, move on already

-I hope the glow-crabs kill blondie, we could use less main characters

-tall continues to do nothing

-ew

-I'd be cowering too

-a fuckin furry

-nebbi cat?

-"I am transgender " :D he actually said the word that's nice

-"*gives textbook definition and explains what trans is instead of just moving on*" >:(

-but really isn't this supposed to be a mature audience thing, like adults know what a trans person is you fucks you don't need to explain

-ugh moving on

-oh she's just trigger happy good for her

-"why am I even here" you can leave, nobody is keeping you here my dude

-blood? Is that what the fuckin mature warning is for? You don't goddamn need that for some blood

-pepto's mom broke the sword in battle and pepto broke it by fuckin around while eating subway

-the sideways angle when she was talking was weird

-bored again

-this is dumb I'd rather go back to anyone else

-why are they walking, why aren't they running? They don't have something better to do, do they?

-ew anime romance bubbles

-ugh it's gonna be a thing isn't it

-Tall finally doing something

-pepto continues to be fuckin annoying

-the outro still makes me want to die

-overview I guess

-boring episode about pepto being fucking stupid

-amaryllis continues to be the only entertaining character

-I don't like the trans scene it was so weirdly out of place but also drawn out for an unnecessary long time

-like I don't think pepto actually cares, we know ur just pandering to the audience who, again, if the target audience is supposed to be mature audience they're gonna already know what transgender is

-ugh I zoned out for like half the episode bc it was boring and bad

-also why has it been 3 eps and Tall still hasn't had like more than 5 minutes of screen time, that's weird

-I'm still mad about the spice thing

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mileyjassie · 3 years

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𝓢𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 - 𝒌.𝒕𝒉

Genre: Fluff, angst

Warning: Death

Word count: 1,8k

Author's note: This was supposed to be longer but I couldn't proceed with the history, so there will be not a second part of it.

His bright eyes penetrated yours deeply, frightened, anguished, changing from blue to gold. Frowning, showing pain, he was leaning next to the tree, supported by one arm while the other was positioned on his stomach. The red line that dripped from his mouth to his chin dripped on his eccentric white clothing full of details that you couldn't define.

He looked at you in such a way that you could not know what he was thinking, but on the other hand, it seemed that he knew everything you thought, he just did not know if I would help or let him die.

He coughed, gritting his teeth.

You wondered what he was, but he was just a legend, just a legend from the forest.

His pupils burned cold, his faded pink hair fell over his eyes.

.You tried to take a step, but roots grew out of the ground, thick and rough roots, full of pointed trunks and thorns, surrounding and surrounding the plants and even the giant old tree beside it.

He continued to stare, not even blinking, waiting for a sign of your intentions.

He needed to be sure.

The others were coming, it was a hunt among young people, just for fun, you watched them to entertain myself. You could not imagine that those uncharged arrows would hit anyone.

He couldn't take much more, it was getting harder for him to breathe, but no branches of his roots left its place, and his eyes remained petrified.

Your choice was to protect him.

You ran as fast as you could, found your brothers and took them with you, taking them as far away from the creature.

Night came and as you waited for dawn to arrive you jumped out the window onto the tropical trail, retracing your hunting trail.

The roots were there, firm and strong, outlining the surrounding plants, and in the middle was a large, pink flower with fragile petals.

You came close, afraid the logs would hurt you, but you crouched in front of the weak flower, touching its petals.

— Is that you?...

People say that to these spirits save themselves, they turned into a flower, hoping to be helped.

You came back soon after, to water it, the very next day again, and then, and then, and then, and again.

You found him in the middle of an afternoon, the sunlight penetrating through the leaves of the trees, creating a thin spotlight over his body, lying down, as if he were unconscious.

You didn't want to approach, You knew you couldn't, you took a few steps back, poking him with a stick. He raised his head at the same moment, like a very sharp sense, his eyes froze in your direction and the roots rose up towards you, however, you didn't even have time to close your eyes when they froze and moved away, joining with the roses that started to grow on the ground.

He shook his head, looking confused.

— Are you okay? ... — You asked quietly, hands shaking because of the very sharp roots.

He touched the ground with his fingertips, he seemed calmer. A thin root walked in the land towards you, stretching in front of your body and blooming in a beautiful flower.

— Thank you.

You took the flower, looking at him, he got up, looking around for the first time, taking a walk around the old tree, sliding his fingers on its trunk. Behind the thick trunk he stuck his head out a little, waving. You ran after the tree, but he was gone.

[...]

You ran with your brothers, jumping from rock to rock, descending further and further into the forest, without fear of losing yourself.

— Don't kill any deers, brother! — You shouted in front of him, seeing the deer passing through the woods.

He was a stubborn brother, he loved to hunt. It was rare that he made a mistake, but it was not his fault.

You fell into the stream, the arrow crossing through your back, piercing your chest, piercing your heart. Your body went down the stream, falling through the waterfall, poisoning the fish with your blood.

Death was instantaneous, you shouldn't remember that, you shouldn't have known all the way down the stream to the depths of the forest, the woods, the caves, the fields. You know that from the moment he kissed you the memories became part of you again.

Everything was so fast and powerful that your consciousness came back the moment his lips touched yours. As healthy as you could imagine, you saw his face moving away from yours, analyzing you with the appearance of the magnificent being he was.

The waterfalls sang behind him, the place was beautiful as a paradise.

— You survived. — He smiled, pleased to see your curious eyes. — You're alive! I saved you. — He touched your cheek with the tip of his index finger. — Do you remember me?

— The flower ... — You almost couldn't speak, your throat dry.

— My life passed through your hands, so you let me rest, I am grateful. — He smiled, running his thumb under your eyes. — Your life was in my hands, so I took it in, and you came back to life.

You moistened your lips, looking for strength.

— I am grateful.

— I'll take care of you. — He put his arm around your waist, lifting you into his arms. — I will show you to the others, they will be delighted to see you.

— Others? ... — You frowned at the body and mental pain you were feeling.

— Do not speak. I will speak for you.

You saw lawns so green that you thought it was made of plastic, trees so beautiful that you thought they were painted by hand, an atmosphere of a climate so comforting that it made you want to sleep. It was a small private paradise.

— What's your name? — You turned your attention back to the path he was taking, looking at him.

— Taehyung.

— I can walk. — He stopped in the middle of that open field, near a big lake and a single rough dark colored tree with few leaves, different from the others. — Let me go.

He put you down, without strength you fell into his arms, leaning on his body to remain standing.

— And who is this, Taehyung?

Like a shadow, without leaving any suspicion, he came out from behind that dry tree, his dark purple hair a little disheveled at times seemed to change to lilac or gray. The noble clothes made him look peculiar, with black colors.

The mysterious look seeped into your eyes, and for a moment you felt like he was touching you soul with it. His seriousness dominated the place.

— Last week it was Jin who brought a child. What's up with you?

Their eyes seemed to go through an internal conflict and distrust.

— I saved her, she was losing her shine.

He walked in short steps, his hands behind his back, an intimidating, sovereign vibe in the air.

— You should have let her go.

— This would be cruelty, Jungkook.

— It would be the order of life.

You managed to stand on your own, even though you was tired, Taehyung left you but remained close. Jungkook analyzed it, turning around and moving on, taking his time.

— Namjoon won't like to see her at home, let's go to the chalet, I'll call the others.

— Excuse me. — You called him, he stopped. — What do you do?

He didn't seem to want to spend much more time on it, but he turned to you instantly, his eyes froze on yours and the whole lawn was dry, the birds started to fall and the plants died.

He destroyed everything around you.

Jungkook didn't care about your reaction, just looked at Taehyung and turned around, going ahead.

— What now? — You asked in shock.

— Now it's me. — He said, reaching out and touching the lawn, then where his fingers touched they brought the vivid green again. — Let's go. — He called you, starting to walk, without having to worry about the rest, since the little piece of lawn that he had touched now spread to everything that had died.

You both passed by the dead birds.

— Poor birds. — He regretted, shaking his head in mourning.

— You won't do anything?

—I can not. — He lowered his head when he realized your distress. — Jimin will take care of that.

— Who is this?

— You'll meet soon.

You went up a hill, walking on a trail of soft earth, getting close to many other plants that surrounded a type of glass greenhouse.

— Is that the chalet?

— Taehyung laughed, denying.

— No.

You entered the place, so you was able to appreciate the variety of flowers that were in that place, all different from each other.

— Adorable, right?

— Beautiful. — You said, looking at the simple smile on his face.

— Don't stare too much, they are shy.

— They?

You continued walking to the bottom of the greenhouse, passing through the open door, entering an environment made with wooden floors, ceilings and walls, and right in front of you leaning on the stairs was Jungkook, arms crossed waiting for you. He waited for you two to approach and pointed up with his chin, going up the stairs.

You felt a very strong internal body pain, as if it were being torn and punctured.

— What it is? — Taehyung asked worried. — What is happening?

You fell on your knee on the steps of the stairs, gritting your teeth.

— It hurts too much.

— Bring her up. — You heard a deep voice say, but you couldn't look up because of the pain.

They took you by the arms and laid you down on a table, then you could see everyone looking at you.

— Who is this? — A certain guy with black hair and blue eyes asked, curious.

— Jungkook had already said that she is the girl Taehyung brought. — Said the brown-haired one seriously. Jungkook lowered his head, he was leaning against the window, a little further away than the others, he seemed the most silent.

— Why did you do that, Taehyung? — Asked the one with orange hair.

— She was dying. — Taehyung said, justifying himself. — I found her down the river, I couldn't help but do something.

— She didn't even go down the waters of the cave. — The red-haired one replied to Taehyung, shutting him up. — You brought her here.

— I had to save her! Not helping would be cruel!

— Shut up! — The blonde asked with authority, you had no doubt it was Namjoon.

Everyone looked at him, he was focused on you, his hands resting on the table, studying you, then he turned his head back, facing Jungkook.

You couldn't help following all the looks at him, but his eyes were intimidating you again, but this time you were afraid.

— Jungkook. — Namjoon called, and the boy's gaze looked him instantly. He didn't have to say anything.

— I saved her life! — Taehyung exclaimed to the others, exasperated.

— You didn't save her life. — Namjoon replied, walking away. — You're killing her.

— How could I do that!? — His eyes darted over everyone's faces, looking for an answer.

— Simple, Taehyung. — Namjoon said, coming to your side, raising your wrist and touching the tip of your finger to the thorn that was growing of your skin. — She's in love with you.

Author's note 2: The flowers in the greenhouse are actually spirits of nature just like the rest of the boys, but unfortunately they've found themselves in a situation of danger, so they all transformed in flowers hoping to be helped one day, so BTS boys are waiting for the day they're going to come back to their original forms.

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