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asterssunzephyr · 4 months

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Genie Pearl and Bumblebee Gem

Pearl

• Breaks the "3 wishes & thats it" rule for her friends

• Most specifically for Gem

• LOOK YOU CANT PUT THEIR NAMES IN AN ASK AND NOT EXPECT SHINY DUO

• sorry

• Genies HATEEE her for breaking the rule

• She doesnt care!!

• She hates wearing gold because it feels like its tying her down to something or someone and she. euck.

• She does give in for Scar & Gem if they ask her to wear gold

• Silly silly!!

• "Hey Gem. Want a new wish" "What- Pearl isnt that against-" "I dont have a contract sweetheart (/platonic)." "Oh!"

Gem

• Tea & Honey 24/7

• She makes Pearl sit with her in flower fields

• ALWAYS has tea ???

• Yk the comedic characters that, even in the middle of the day with no way to have tea, STILL HAS FRESH TEA???

• Thats Gem

• passive until someone attacks her

• Knows when youre scared. It gives her a bloodlust

• Always has tea with Pearl

• Pearl doesnt like the honey, but she deals with it for Gem<3 she doesnt like sugar very much

#zephs aus #corys writing #hermit species swap #hermitcraft #shiny duo

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appleelevengreen · 5 months

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2.5 hours of movie to find out snow was mad at katniss because she stole the song his ex girlfriend wrote for him. excellent film. 12/10

#those two idiots were so sweet tho #lucy gray writing little songs for his bf #while he was being a cop bastard #cmon cory manco a fa così però #the hunger games spoilers #hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #lucy gray baird #coriolanus snow #coriolanus x lucy gray

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scionshtola · 3 months

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my fellow oc/npc ship fic writers. do you find you usually write from your oc’s pov or the npc’s pov?

#i was thinking about a fic and i was like oh here’s another fic from shtola’s pov ahdjsk #idk!! i just like to write what she thinks about cori!!#also. i know her voice better than cori’s ahdhjssk #i do this with mirran too lmao #but i don’t share the ones from aeran’s pov agdhs #i need a text post tag

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spidey-bie · 11 months

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Hobie who helps his s/o take down their hair

Hobie who has wash days with his s/o (with a custom playlist just for that day too)

Hobie who loves short, mid length, and long hair

Hobie who helps you cut your hair or find some who can if you decide to do a big chop

Hobie who helps you retwist your dreads or wicks

Hobie who helps his s/o take down their braids/crochets/etc.

Hobie who loves making you charms for your hair.

Hobie who will shave your hair if you ask him to

Hobie who will steal the hair supplies that you need because both of you refuse to pay all that money

Hobie who loves it when you switch up your wigs

DO YOU SEE MY VISION HERE

#hair means so much to me #sharing this with someone is such an intimate thing #im growijg more and more insane with each line btw #I AM SCREAMING ALONE IN MY CAR #AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x black!reader #hobie brown x black reader #hobie x reader #hobie x black!reader #black reader #SOMEBODY PLEASE #I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS AND NO MOTIVATION TO WRITE #hobie brown #jay and the spiders #hobie imagine #cory writes

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autisticlancemcclain · 6 months

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“C’mere, squirt.”

The great pine forests of East Texas have been, for the most part, miraculously spared of Empire destruction. The American Southwest was largely destroyed, along with countless other hugely important geographic landmarks on Earth, but East Texas — and all the memory it holds — seems to have fared just fine.

They will rebuild, anyways.

His son straightens immediately at Keith’s gentle beckoning and toddles over, climbing on top of his bent knee. He smiles softly, placing a balancing hand on his back — his palm spans the entirety of the kid’s back, holy shit, he’s so tiny, how was Keith ever placed in charge of something so tiny — and uses the other to point at a brown smudge high up in a Loblolly. Cory squints. Out of the corner of his eye, Keith sees Lance press his hands to his face and muffle a scream. Goober.

“That’s a red-tailed hawk,” he murmurs. “That’s the bird you hear in movies.”

Cory hums in understanding, although he probably doesn’t. They don’t watch a lot of movies. Keith once read about how detrimental screens are for developing children in one of Shiro’s many parenting books, so they don’t watch a lot of T.V. (Back when Cory wasn’t even with them yet, and Keith was panicking nightly. Lance had to fish all their devices from the garbage. It was a time.)

“Caw,” says Cory sagely. Keith snorts.

“Yes, buddy. Caw. If you sit real still, the bird might even move.” He hears the echo of his father’s voice, decades old, in the back of his mind; a memory, frayed at the edges, of Keith in this very forest, held in the same way he’s holding his own son, listening his Pa quietly name all the birds and rocks and trees. Hanging on his every word, even though he didn’t get it all. The smell of the pine trees, the rumble of Pa’s low voice. He swallows the lump in his throat, brushing a kiss into Cory’s hair. “That’d be cool, huh?”

Cory babbles something Keith can’t understand. A sticky hand comes up to pat Keith on the cheek, making him smile despite the sting of his eyes. “Daddy, caw. Birdie! Caw.”

Keith turns his head to press a kiss to Cory’s palm. He giggles. Keith wiggles his eyebrows, blowing a raspberry, just to make him laugh harder. The pain in his chest begins to loosen, ever so slightly.

He catches Lance’s gaze over Cory’s head, and takes the time to memorize his dark eyes all over again. Lance lets him. He always does, even though it makes him blush and fidget, lets Keith trace his thumb along his lash line and study the flecks of Earth brown and ash black in his eyes, of sun gold and deep amber; he likes Keith’s attention on him as much as he refuses to admit it.

That’s Lance, though. Tries with every inch of him to be cool and mysterious and suave and can’t manage to save his life. His twitchy enthusiasm sparks in everything he touches, no matter how hard he tries.

When he started digging through Keith’s collection of atlases and running around the house with stacks of blankets and sleeping bags and camping supplies, Keith had said, “Planning something, sweetheart?” and Lance had stuck out his tongue and responded, “Blah blah, nosy.” But Shiro had texted him to let him know that Lance had asked for Keith’s old photos, and one day Keith caught him with a bulletin board and dozens of pins of pictures of pine trees and booking receipts and dorky sticky notes until Lance screeched and kicked him out.

Lance is bad at secrets. And he is a dorky and kind weeper who loves to do anything but mind his own business and muddle things up.

And Keith knew that all when he married him, and loved him for it then, too.

“Hey, mijo,” Lance suggests, “how would you like to sit on daddy’s shoulders so you can see the birdies better?”

Cory gasps, looking rapidly between his parents. He bounces excitedly in Keith’s lap, attempting his own cawing noises, pointing up at the nest.

Keith smiles wider, quickly swiping under his eyes before straightening. He shifts his hold on Cory and winks at his husband, who rolls his eyes in fond understanding, and then his tilts the boy back until he’s giggling, leaning in close until their noses are brushing.

“Munchkin,” he says, playfully nipping the tip of his nose, “you know how you can get even closer to the birds?”

Cory gasps. “How, Daddy, how?”

Lance chuckles. When Keith glances over at him, his smile is so wide it forces his eyes near shut. Keith’s chest aches, it aches so good, and the little Keith that lives in his chest holding himself tightly and swallowing past the perpetual lump in his throat is soothed and comforted and held lovingly. Something cracks and heals in his heart.

“Like this!” Keith shouts through all the emotions bubbling up all over him, and tosses his son in the air, careful not to go too high out of his reach.

Cory shrieks with laughter, tiny fingers scrabbling for purchase on Keith’s jacket on his way down. Keith hardly lets him settle before he’s tossing him up again, higher this time, laughter louder and squealing. The bird has long since flown away, disturbed by the sound, and probably every other animal within a thirty foot radius. But Keith can’t bring himself to care. The bugs can’t move far, and no doubt Cory will want to dig around for worms with his Papa like always. (Keith knows for a fact that Lance has three spades in his backpack and several see-through containers.)

For now, he has time to toss his son in the air. He has time to lean into the hand his husband slides into his back pocket. He has time to smell the pine trees, to think of his father, to feel the bounce of packed Earth under his feet.

To the tiny him that lives buried in his chest, he whispers, we made it, ace.

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keith and cory in the forest

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thoughtkick · 8 months

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Just be you... 'cause that's good enaugh for me!

Cory Monteith

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stay-close · 4 months

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Just be you... 'cause that's good enaugh for me!

Cory Monteith

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dazai-on-my-mind · 1 month

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Do they have sex? No. Do they share rooms? Also no. Does Chuuya still find Dazai wandering into his bed in the middle of the night? Yes. (Dazai denies this ever happening.)

#ideas for the fic ill never write #skk #soukoku #chuuya x dazai #dazai x chuuya #cory talks bsd

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resqectable · 5 months

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Just be you... 'cause that's good enaugh for me!

Cory Monteith

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asterssunzephyr · 13 days

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Two people want my new esmp au ok SOOO

"I see [My] reflection in your eyes"

Great Witch Shelby (lesser witch, wanted witch, criminal) is testing out spells to see what her speciality is, unfortunately they mess up a time spell and are sent back 1000 years to the prime of the Old Empires that he's read in books.

Greeted by Count Fwhip Grim of the Grimlands, she's thrown into the middle of a war with the CodFather (No one has told them his name, and the history books never said it either).

Shelby encounters Grand Wizard Grim, who tells him to call her Gem, and they start to think the books about Wizard vs Witch was wrong; the Grand Wizard doesnt seem to want to hurt her, so how right was the academy?

Alongside dealing with a demon overlord who knows she doesnt belong in this time line, she's greeted by Fae Queen Katherine and the last Gnome of the Land Shrub. Unlucky for Shelby, the Fae Queen gets rather close and personal, and the gnome doesnt like that .

Will Shelby be able to keep the Grimlands from self-destruction and help take down a demon? Can he even get back to their timeline, or will they be lost to time like the Old Emperors had been?

This au was presented by Reflections - The Neighbourhood!!

"I see [My] reflection in your eyes" is from Fwhip's pov but [My] is for Gem in actuality (He sees Gem in Shelby, with the magic and the need to constantly do something)

Shelby uses all pronouns in this au, Shrub uses they/them!

This au has hints of e2 Nature wives with the primary of e1 Nature wives! Shrub & Katherine are in an established relationship while Shelby is still crushing on Katherine

This starts before the sculkby timeline in canon!!

Gem & Fwhip are vampires.

This also has hints of flower husbands and rose husbands but its in the background so not really dominant

Have any questions? Ask!

@steller-the-storyteller @millythewolf

#zephs aus #empires smp #nature wives #corys writing #hinted flower husbands #background rose husbands #roseblings

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scionshtola · 1 month

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i want to kiss you until i lose my breath

i cannot thank @harumeau beloved enough for this gorgeous art!! based on a scene from a fic of mine (x)

#ffxiv #y'shtola rhul #oc: corisande ymir #ffxiv art #corishtola #corishtola art #i have never in my life been more that gif of a cat biting someone's arm alkjdfldjlskajf #TOO STUNNED TO SPEAK !!!!#the lighting...their hands...their hair!!!!!!!!!!#shtola's expression and the glimmer of cori's eye #AND SHTOLA'S DRESS!!!!!! PERFECT!!!#ough i had such a specific image of this scene that drove me to write the fic and this is SO perfect. even better than i imagined #im so sorry friend that her dress is so complicated kdsjfsl #i need time to recover from this im unwell ldf;saf #this is all im gonna think about forever. shtola's tail curled around their leg included.#ty for indulging me when i asked you to do a shtola t*ts out piece friend kladsfjdksdsf #and she looks so good 😳😌

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spidey-bie · 11 months

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I find it hard to believe that Hobie buys anything for you. He says it's because he doesn't want to be a cog in the capitalistic machine he's broke. If he can make it himself he will. But if you want something from a big chain store he'll just steal it. He always supports small businesses and mom and pop shops when he can.

#i always laugh when someone says he buys his s/o things #with what money #he gives me more physical affection or acts of service type anyways #i mean we saw how he hugged pavitar when he saw him #hobie brown #hobie brown x black!reader #hobie x reader #hobie x black!reader #hobie brown x reader #jay and the spiders #hobie imagine #cory writes

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shywhumpauthor · 1 year

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A Whumpee who is so touch starved that they will do literally anything for just a ghost of contact but who also hates being touched for whatever trauma reason, so they’re stuck in this hellish limbo between their desire to just be held by someone and the awful prickling feeling they get whenever someone so much as brushes against them.

Bonus points if their master/caretaker/teammates/whomever within the context has no problem being affectionate but they just won’t do anything unless they are literally asked or something of that sort.

This opens up a lot of potential for some really soft emotional scenes

(prompt 12)

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witchcraft-in-wonderland · 5 days

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So with wattpad's new policies I've decided to just delete all fics I have on wattpad, unfortunately not all of them had been moved to Ao3 and Google Docs, so those are lost, but I can always rewrite them with similar ideas or improved concepts should I ever get back into Sanders Sides, but I just did NOT have the energy to move 32 fics over to two different sites AND come up with summaries for all the chapters.

#cori blogs #cori writes #sanders sides

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dazai-on-my-mind · 1 month

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Thinking about it again. Atsushi and Kyouka come over for dinner and movies occasionally because none of them had a proper childhood and only Kyouka and Chuuya have a vague idea on what Studio Ghibli even is so now they're going through Miyazaki's entire filmography.

Ranpo recommended Your Name once and now Atsushi and Dazai go to him for movie recs when they wanna watch something new.

#i gotta wrap Aku in here somehow #but in canon i dont see him having a close relationship with Chuuya #maybe im cuckoo for cocoa puffs #but that's just me #bsd atsushi #bsd kyouka #bsd ranpo #bsd chuuya #bsd dazai #skk #cory talks bsd #ideas for the fic ill never write

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