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having a hyperfixation means i have just written 8k words of mike wheeler dealing with a sleep walking problem
#byler#fic dropping soon#it's funny at first#not so funny after a while#the quarry is involved#sorry to mike wheeler
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“Wdym you unironically ship tullfric?” Don’t be daft. I thought you guys liked doomed toxic enemies to enemies carnal vicious old man yaoi. Are you fucking kidding me. It’s right there. It’s right there it’s right there in front of you come on.
#I have my reasons.#anyway#fic dropping soon#skyrim#tes v skyrim#ulfric stormcloak#general tullius#tullfric
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isagi fans are we awake
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It's that time of week where something bad happens to me and it is my reflex to project that onto my blorbo.
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Get Souped!
#poorly drawn mdzs#better drawn mdzs#mdzs#jiang yanli#I'm back!#She would never say 'get souped idiot' but I like to imagine JC and WWX would say it to each other if the other got sick and needed soup#JYL would never throw soup without knowing full well you would be able to catch it#She would rather fall face first than drop a bowl of soup after tripping.#She’s been hard at work preparing this soup! And all of you get to have some B*) Thanks for all the support while I was on break!#‘was your break relaxing op?’ unfortunately it was like being kicked down several flights of stairs. Didn't draw much sadly#Though I did end up writing a little mdzs fic! I haven’t written anything in a long while but it was fun. Maybe I'll post it....maybe...#regardless of all this rambling; thank you for all the kind messages. ill try and reply soon!#i have a few more fun doodles before I'm ready to crack into season 2!#Enjoy the soup in the mean time!#(PS: I know that's not the right hand shape for the meme redraw but augh...the OG hand angle was...way too hard to draw).#edit: retagged as better drawn mdzs. I put a lot into this one
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sun, knowing EXACTLY what he's doing but playing oblivious because he likes to see you fluster: oh my, friend. you're really red! are you sick? huh? huh??? rest a while! we can cuddle and watch videos on your phone until you feel better ^^
moon, no idea what he's doing but pretending he does, immediately after pretending to throw y/n from the balcony: ohh you want me so bad!!! you wanna kiss me silly sloppy style, huh? hehehehe! you wanna get smooched sssso so bad- wait no why are you angry (<-genuinely thinks scaring them is flirting)
#is this anything#i think moon would be very bad at flirting if he had any interest#he is too dweebish#sun would be a total flirt but as soon as you figure out he's intentionally flirting he fumbles the bag so hard#he's smooth until it starts working aksjdjskdjk#moon would also be like: you like me so you must like when i do this *swings you around upside down* because you like me right? :^)#*pretends to drop you from the balcony* you still like me right? :^)#wait no why are you mad :^(#beetle chittering#idk if i wanna put this in the writing tag;;#the dialogue does not sound like them#but still#normal beetle fic#moon x y/n#sun x y/n#sun x reader#moon x reader
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[sends them to JAIL au]
the kids are prisoners :(
#assume this happens very soon after that cliffhanger ending i made in the fic i wrote btw!!!#except it looks like dazai's gonna be getting some help#did you notice that i gave N the gendo ikari pose? eheh ....#so here's a rundown of what'll happen next: fukuzawa has those ~ special division contacts ~ and#gets roped into helping Dazai's charges to get dropped by his kids and also mori (who is still a really *new* mafia boss y'know)#mori's also pulling up with the fat bail check. and the emotional compensation check for fukuzawa and the ada for dealing with him#Dazai's charges are pretty serious y'know. stealing top secret government assets#i won't tell you what's happening on chuuya's side yet but#N is the worst!#doodles#sends them to school au#bsd#bungo stray dogs
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Morning comes, and Eddie finds Steve sitting on the edge of the bed. He’s pulling his underwear on, slowly sliding them up his legs like he’s trying not to jostle the mattress too much. Eddie watches him for a second while he wakes up more, eyes threatening to shut again.
Steve turns and sees Eddie looking at him, and he looks surprised, like he’s been caught in some kind of act.
“Hey,” Eddie murmurs. He rolls onto his back and looks up at the ceiling.
“Morning,” Steve whispers back. He’s pulling on his socks now.
Like he’s going to leave.
“Where are you going?” Eddie asks.
Steve sighs. “Dustin missed the bus. I’ll come back after I drive him, okay? I’ll make it up to you.”
Eddie nods, pulls the blanket up to his chest. “Did he call here?”
“Walkie-Talkie,” Steve answers, picking up the device from beside him on the floor. “Surprised it didn’t wake you.”
Eddie shrugs and turns over onto his side again, curling up beneath his blankets. “Tell him to start setting his alarms an hour early if he’s going to do the ten-step Steve Harrington hair routine every morning.”
“He doesn’t,” Steve protests. “He said he couldn’t find the cat and panicked. You know, the last one got eaten so he’s worried about that shit.”
“That’s what he wants you to think!” Eddie says. “I bet you twenty bucks and a gram of weed he smells like your Farrah Fawcett hairspray and has his hair piled ten feet high when he gets in your car.”
“Okay first of all, Farah Fawcett hairspray has been discontinued for, like, two years. I don’t even have any of my own stock left. Can’t find it anywhere, no way Dustin’s got any left. And second, how do you know about that?”
“Oh, Stevie, baby,” Eddie croons. “I didn’t, not until now. You just confirmed it, though.”
Steve rolls his eyes and huffs. He stands and finds his jeans from last night, and then picks up a sweatshirt off Eddie’s floor.
“I’m borrowing this,” Steve says as he pulls it over his head. His head comes out of the hole. “But seriously, man, how’d you know about the hair spray?”
“Okay, fine,” Eddie says. “Nancy told me.”
“She was sworn to secrecy!”
Eddie laughs. “You better go drive him before he’s late for school, man. Wake me when you get back.”
He wakes up again to Steve coming in through the bedroom door. He has his wallet in his hand when Eddie opens his eyes, sees Steve opening it to pull something out, and then a twenty dollar bill is being tossed toward Eddie.
“I don’t have a gram of weed,” Steve says, petulantly. “But, to be clear, it wasn’t the Steve Harrington hair routine.”
“No?” Eddie asks, taking the money and dropping it on the nightstand. He slides his rings on top of it to keep it weighed down.
“No,” Steve says, kicking off his jeans. He throws himself into Eddie’s bed and burrows himself under the blankets. “He’s doing the Eddie hair routine now.”
“What, get out of the shower and rub it with a towel until it’s dry?” Eddie jokes.
Steve wraps his arms around Eddie’s waist and drags him in.
“Fuck you, man,” Steve huffs. “I know you take care of your hair. I love your fucking hair.”
Eddie smiles a bit sadly and buries his face in Steve’s throat. Hair has always been a thing for him. Complicated at best. He likes where he’s at now, but it’s always been complicated, trying to get where he is.
A discussion for another time, maybe, because Steve is pressing kisses to his head and letting his hands wander a bit.
The hands wander a bit too much for eight in the morning, but Eddie finds himself not really caring at all. Not when it feels this good. Not when Steve can make him forget all the thoughts that creep back up on him when he starts to think about those complicated things.
Read more on AO3
#this is going to be in chapter 3 which i’ll upload as soon as my beta gets a hold of it#maybe go catch up first so you’re ready when chapter 3 drops#steddie#steve x eddie#my fics#steve/eddie#steddie fic#steve harrington x eddie munson#eddie munson#steve harrington#trans eddie munson#fic snippet#steddie snippet#fic wip
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fuck it friday
tagged by @daffi-990 @hoodie-buck @spotsandsocks @try-set-me-on-fire
thank you lovelies! <3
haven't had really any time to work on anything besides secret fic (which is nearly done HUZZAH) but here's some sleepy silly drunk buck for yall from drunk confession fic
Eddie’s fingers brush across Buck’s eyebrow, feather light and timid.
Buck feels it all the way down to his toes.
“Alright. Get some rest. And try not to fall off the couch or strangle yourself with the blankets, okay?”
Buck cracks open one eye and growls. “Happened one time.”
Eddie raises an eyebrow, amusement settling deep into his face and making him shine in the darkness. His fingers keep caressing over Buck’s skin, moving from his eyebrow down to his cheek and then finally tracing the line of his jaw.
Buck wants to open his mouth wide, let Eddie explore inside there too, take his fingers in deep and just keep them there, all warm and wet and safe.
But exhaustion is clawing too hard at him, so he silently vows to ask Eddie if he can suck on his fingers later.
Eddie is still looking at him pointedly, like he is waiting for something. Buck huffs and closes his eyes, turning his head to the side and mumbling into his pillow, “Fine. Happened three times. Whatev’r.”
An acknowledging and teasing hum travels through the air, light and rich and far prettier than a hum has any right to be, but of course it is because it’s Eddie’s.
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#drunk buck means absolutely everything to me in case you cant tell and eddie wholeheartedly feels the same way#also keep your eyes peeled for secret fic dropping soon hehe#buddie#buddie wip#911#eddie diaz#evan buck buckley#drunk confession fic#911 abc#buck x eddie#ryan writes#fuck it friday
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anything with yandere simp ethan winters please i miss that man sm
Yandere simp Ethan Winters x reader
Notes: honestly, I see ethan as being a simp by default. this is my 3rd ethan winters post....... I love him so much it's starting to be a bit embarrassing
Warnings: obsessive, yandere behavior
From the moment he met you, he knew you were the one for him, and he's very committed to becoming your perfect boyfriend
He quickly became obsessed with your very being; every move, every sound, every breath of yours.
You're what brings color to his otherwise dull world, and he is grateful every day for your presence in his life
Grateful, that every morning and night, he gets to hold you close and look at you with those big adoring puppy eyes
He takes pride in being both the provider and homemaker in your relationship. He relishes in this role. He's motivated to work hard, just to make sure you never have to lift a finger.
He cooks all your favorite meals, keeps the house clean and tidy, and makes sure everything is perfect for you
You tried being extra demanding one day, hoping he would get tired and finally let you do some of the chores, or at least stop fussing over you. But after a long day of work, chores, and attending to your every need, all he did was smile brightly and say he wished you were like this more often
He might just enjoy being bossed around by you.....
The way he practically worships you is a big juxtaposition to the passive-aggressiveness he has for everyone else
Never pressures you or tries to control you. He trusts you, it's everyone else he's worried about
There's nothing he wouldn't do for his you. He'd go through actual hell, killing anyone in his way if need be
The thought of someone getting in the way of your happiness is really the only thing that truly angers him
Constantly puts your needs and wants above his own, making sure you're always comfortable and happy.
And lord, don't ever get me started on the gift giving
Constantly praises you for your accomplishments, no matter how small they may seem
Whenever you around him, he just can't help but gaze at you with pure adoration in his eyes, hopeless devotion evident in his gaze
Listens very intently when you speak, taking note of everything you're saying, marveling at your words, drowning in the sweetness of your voice
He loves a raspy morning/sick voice
Just being in your presence relaxes him. You are everything to him. The perfect world for him is one where you're always smiling, always safe
Even when you have disagreements, he backs down immediately, never allowing anything to drive a wedge between you two
You're his idea of perfection, literally nothing he would ever want to change about you
He knows that he has found his soulmate in you, and he feels grateful every single day to have you in his life.
#lets just say you wear the pants in this relationship#yandere x reader#yandere resident evil#ethan winters x reader#yandere headcanons#yandere ethan winters#yandere ethan winters x reader#simp ethan winters#the mans a simp plain and simple🗣🗣💯#btw got a pretty long 47 fic dropping soon#idk if these are good
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YOUR HONOR THEY ARE POLYAMOROUS.
#totally not gonna drop a fic soon. what makes you think that#cookie run#cookie run kingdom#kouign amann cookie#prune juice cookie#capsaicin cookie#prune x kouign x capsaicin#they are so real
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Phoenix is nudged into awareness by the feeling of someone stirring underneath him. He’s sprawled across the wine red sheets, with Miles Edgeworth pinned underneath his heavy, sleep-laden limbs, awake and struggling to extricate himself.
Phoenix frantically retreats to his side of the bed. This wasn’t exactly what he imagined for their first morning together - he’s not even sure that it really counts.
Miles recomposes himself after being nearly crushed, but to Phoenix’s surprise, he stays lying in the center of the bed - it is his bed, after all - half-curled toward Phoenix. He won’t meet Phoenix’s eyes, but he hasn’t turned away either. Phoenix is hopeful that Miles’s expression is awkward, not annoyed, but it’s hard to tell.
“Miles…?” Phoenix says cautiously.
“I didn’t mean to wake you up.” Miles doesn’t sound too pleased about it.
“I didn’t give you much of a choice.”
“I-I wasn’t trying to get up… just get comfortable,” Miles mutters so quietly Phoenix isn’t sure he hears it right.
Phoenix can’t tell if the pink tinge on Miles’s cheeks is a reflection from the red sheets or a blush.
“Oh,” Phoenix says.
Before he has a chance to try to figure out where to go from here - what wouldn’t be too much - Miles abruptly brushes his hand across Phoenix’s cheek, only to pull it away just as quickly.
“Ngh. How did you do it so smoothly?” Miles demands.
Phoenix bites back a laugh. “I, uh…”
Instead of trying to come up with an answer, he gently reaches out to cup Miles’s cheek. His skin is warm and soft, and Phoenix is pretty sure that is a blush. Miles’s expression immediately softens as he leans into the touch, probably without even knowing he’s doing it, but there’s still a crease in his brow. Phoenix trails his fingers across Miles’s forehead to brush aside some stray hairs, in soft disarray from the night’s sleep.
“That’s how,” Phoenix concludes with what he admits is probably a smirk, his hand lingering at Miles’s cheek.
With a determined expression, Miles reaches out toward Phoenix’s face and brushes aside the stay hairs on Phoenix’s forehead, and then he runs his fingers fleetingly down Phoenix’s cheek.
On an impulse, Phoenix catches Miles’s hand before he can pull away entirely. Maybe Phoenix shouldn’t be surprised that Miles’s muscles, from his fingers to his palm, are all taut with tension that probably never goes away, though his obvious nerves probably don’t help. Still, Miles lets Phoenix intertwine their fingers, like a subtle embrace. He wonders if it’s Miles’s heart he can feel racing, or just his own.
It takes longer than Phoenix expects before Miles turns away again, flustered. “W-we should probably-”
Phoenix can’t help but be a little disappointed, but he disentangles their hands without complaint. “How about some breakfast?”
“It’s almost noon.”
“What do you mean, almost noon?” Phoenix can only wonder how long Miles has been awake. “Lunch then?”
“I can make us something.”
That’s not exactly what Phoenix had in mind, but he can’t exactly make Miles breakfast - or lunch - in bed, when he’s stuck hobbling around on crutches.
They’re still both a little reluctant to get out of bed, but eventually they can’t excuse delaying any longer, and Miles helps Phoenix up. Phoenix wonders if it’s just his imagination that Miles is a little handsier than usual and his touch lingers a little longer. By the time they’re both dressed and ready, it’s after noon.
Phoenix hobbles after Miles into the kitchen and sits down at the bar. “When my foot’s better, I promise I’ll do all the cooking and cleaning for a month.”
Miles pauses mid-step, and Phoenix belatedly realizes what he just suggested.
“You don’t have to,” Miles says, without looking at him. “I’ll have to help out anyway so you don’t mess up my kitchen.”
“Hold it!” Phoenix says on principle, but he’s not sure it’s actually a no.
“Objection overruled,” Miles says as he crosses the kitchen.
“You’re not the judge!”
“It’s my kitchen.” Miles smirks like he knows he’s won the case.
Phoenix has some impulse to kiss away Miles’s smirk, but he’s all the way on the other side of the room, and things are going so well, Phoenix is hesitant to push his luck.
#v writes#outtake#Ace Attorney#Phoenix Wright#Miles Edgeworth#WrightWorth#NaruMitsu#another scene I ended up dropping from In Defense of the Guilty#there's another scene I'll be posting as its own fic soon (and a few more that have been recycled into another fic also coming soon)#this one doesn't really work on its own but I couldn't leave it to molder in the scrap heap#I'm surprised I didn't post it with the other outtakes#I'm still here and still writing!
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regarding: colour me in – sweating, panting and crying… the grind is over, y'all. the work is done, and cmi11 is finally completed 🤍
#gosh i hope yall are around to see this lol!!#also i'm kidding the grind isn't over.. gotta edit thoroughly!!#but the chapter's FINISHED YALLLLLLL WAHHH I FEEL RELIEVED AND *SCARED*#tiny drop date announcement following soon!! keep hyping this up we're almost there!!! 🥺#fic: colour me in
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so uh,,, vyn has a stepbro huh
#i swear im not dead im just hella busy#i will be back!!! just not soon lmao#sam makes memes that maybe get you to laugh#i would like to say i am vindicated i was right#vyn has step siblings#if someone could plug my vyn has stepsiblings fic that'd be great actually i just came here to drop a meme#anyway fic for galena as soon as im fucken free i promise#spoilers#tot spoilers#tears of themis spoilers#tears of themis#vyn ritcher#mo yi
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SHUAKE CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS OH IM KMS
#‘your mom’s ring in your pocket/my picture in your wallet/your heart was glass i dropped it/champagne problems’#like.#‘would’ve made such a lovely bride what a shame she’s fucked in the head’#THAT IS SHUAKE!!!!#spreading t swift shuake agenda ok ty gn#shuake#persona 5#champagne problems#guys trust ill write the fic as soon as i finish the game
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