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your3fundamentaltruths · 1 year

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all my scars are golden — 2. you’re on your own, kid

Once she finally calms down and dries her eyes, Penelope forces herself to think.

#polin #penelope featherington #colin bridgerton #bridgerton fic #all my scars are golden #briarly #alternate universe - canon divergence #post-s2 fic #my fic

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crowleys-hips · 4 months

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i think it's really funny when people describe Crowley's hair as silky or soft or something along those lines in fics, because if you look at David Tennant closely, you can see they used like 50 hair products on his hair to sculpt that shit to perfection. it's probably hard as a rock or stickier than glue. i want a fic where it's like:

Crowley rests his head on Aziraphale's chest, snuggling close. The angel smiles and raises his hand to stroke his hair, but once his fingers are buried in those shiny red locks, they're trapped in a crunchy sea of slick goop. The slimy texture sticks to his fingers like superglue. He tries to pull his hand back, but it's completely stuck. Not even three consecutive miracles can do the trick. He prays for salvation.

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werewolf-transgenderism · 4 months

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colorful tactile ribbons on the knee brace to make it fun and sensory…. @piratecaptainscaptainpirates your mind…… (read the fic!)

#rainbowed him again also I’m having fun with this magic pencil brush #ofmd #our flag means death #my art #ed my beloved #the fic linked here is the post-s2 fic i have been LONGING FOR

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popcornkwantum · 1 month

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"Jerry is Lincoln's and Scary's biological son, which means teen pregnancy" or "Jerry is adopted"

NO.

It's Scam Likely again

What's the one good thing that Grant and Marco got out of Scams shitty wedding gift? Their son Lincoln. So Scam has learned that the best gift at a wedding is giving someone a child of course

#a few days ago I saw a post in which someone said that Scam is responsible for multiple children in s2 #he made up the prophesy so Hero was born #he sent Grant and Marco to the titanic so they adopted Lincoln #he quite literally brought Hermie into existence #scam likely will always be sCamming children into existence #can you see my vision?#Jerry and any potential family interactions have been spinning in my brain as short fic ideas #i hope to be able to write them and post them soon #i also hope we'll hear more about Jerry in the upcoming teen talk but I doubt it #dndads #dndads s2 #jerry dndads #scam likely

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2018-01-20 · 4 months

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hiii i heard you wanted some requests 👀 and I'm super glad you're back !! I missed you a lot lot <3

My head has been so full of post-dinner date Gojo ideas. The domesticity of getting unready with him and cuddling in bed right afterward. It's just so simple but so cute. oh oh and doing nighttime skincare with him :( having him sit down and rubbing in the different creams into his skin and the way he would lead into your hands. ahhh he has me so weak (_ _)

Feel free to use any of these ideas to write or take inspo from if you want! Gojo is such a cutie :3

Anyways, have a lovely day, and remember to take care of yourself!!

pairing. gojo satoru × gn!reader

content. bunch of fluff + comfort, reader has smaller hands than gojo (in case that bothers anyone!!) & sits on his lap, sappy reader + gojo!! read slowly for maximum enjoyment <3

sticky-note. nonnie u are so goated for this idea, i think this might be my fav gojo fic so far 😭 I MISSED U MORE!! hope u have a wonderful day and thank u for sending this in 🫶

satoru thinks your hands are pretty.

they’re smaller than his—of course they are. he can’t think of a single person who has bigger hands than him. he enjoys it, though. your touch is stimulating in a way; fingertips completely gentle as you rub the latest lotion that you bought onto his face.

“can’t keep your hands off of me, huh?” he leans back and grins, but you can’t even be annoyed by his teasing. there's a shine in his eyes that you haven’t seen a very long time—and you are more than happy to see it now.

“mhm,” you hum, softly kneading his cheeks like you would with a baby. his blindfold is off and his demeanor seems so relaxed, his face basking into your soothing touch. it’s hard to hold back your own smile. “you just have that type of charming effect, y’know?”

“you’re being awfully nice today,” he remarks suspiciously, peeking an eye open to look closely at you. you pinch his cheek in return. “what’s the occasion baby?”

you roll your eyes, pulling back your hand for a moment to scoop up a bit more lotion. you swipe it lightly onto his forehead. “what? i can’t give you attention? can’t i spoil my boyfriend for once?”

the tips of his ears redden at your words, making you giggle at the rare but pleasant sight. “....i mean, you can, but—”

“shh,” you shush him. he closes his mouth instantly. “no more talking! this is the most important part because i have to smooth out all the wrinkles in your forehead.”

he lets out a big gasp, being playfully offended—narrowing his eyes with an indignant look. the smile you didn't even know you were sporting grows wider at how cute he is. you wouldn't say it that out loud though, of course.

it is so beautifully quiet and peaceful. you can’t think of the last time you spent time with satoru like this: seated on the living room floor of his apartment as you slap your whole skincare routine onto his face. his back is against the couch with his legs sprawled out, but not too sprawled out so you are more than comfortable on his lap. it’s nighttime so the curtains are draped over the window, but you love the warm, dim lighting of his living room. gojo satoru is gorgeous, but is especially pretty in this lighting; with his head comfortably tilted back and eyes closed, but not forcefully or harshly shut as if he’s in pain.

for the longest time, you've been used to seeing satoru in pain. not in a physical way—but in an emotional and mental way that tugs at your heart strings just seeing him in that state. you know the burden that comes with being the strongest: there will always be a significant power divide between you and the people you love, which will never not be difficult for the other party to ignore. it also doesn’t help that he is so happy-go-lucky all the time, despite the jujutsu sorcerer duties that keeps piling rocks onto his shoulders.

but now in this moment, he is all yours. he isn’t the strongest, nor is he Gojo Satoru. he is just yours—just the lover boy who melts into your open arms whenever given the chance. just a boy who had to give up being a boy so he could be a man for others to look up to him. just someone you would want to depend on you, the same way you lovingly depend on him.

“i love you,” you suddenly whisper, in the midst of just simply applying lotion onto his skin. your slow, comforting movements make him want to fall asleep, but your words make him wide awake.

“out of the blue?” his head shoots up, eyes wide and visible despite being behind his messy bangs. he sits up and stares at you, the same glimmer back in his eyes. “i mean, i’m not complaining—”

you interrupt with a huff, “i say it everyday, jerk.” you place your hands on his chest to wipe away any of the lotion moisture left on your palms. he doesn’t bat a single eye. “what do you mean ‘out of the blue’?”

“i know, but...”

your jaw drops a bit. you actually cannot believe your eyes as satoru tilts his head a bit to the side, shyly averting his eyes as you see a tint of scarlet on his cheeks. “it just feels so intimate right now, so...”

good lord. you want to baby him so bad. you want to shrink him and keep him in your pocket and always protect him wherever you go.

“you’re too cute for my well-being,” you breathe, going back on your earlier words. “you know i always mean it when i say i love you, ‘toru.”

“stop,” he whines. he raises an arm to cover his face, eyes still unable to look at yours. “don’t compliment me. i don’t think i’ll be able to handle it right now.”

you can’t help but laugh, squeaking in surprise when satoru pokes at your sides with a little pout. you want to tease him, you think. you might as well with a smile permanently on your face now.

these are the type of moments you crave: moments when satoru tears down his walls and lets himself act like he’s a little boy all over again in front of you. it’s not like he necessarily had walls up with you in the first place, but being a jujutsu sorcerer has always meant protecting and guarding yourself at all times no matter the cost.

but now, you have him. and he has you in his arms, the one that sneak around your waist and warmly wrap around you to keep you close to his chest. it's cuddly but protective, both of your laughs drowning out any other background sounds.

and you are more than willing to protect him yourself.

#no post tmrw bc its my bday 🥳😞 (thoughts on a gojo fic where u celebrate ur bday w him. I NEED HIM SO BA)#he gets u a three tier cake as if its a wedding #and uses icing to draw himself all over it i hate him #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #gojo drabble #A GR HHHHHH #I CAT #XANT #I CANT ANYMORE #S2 BROEJFJJA #the manga prepared me but s2 gojo has me in a chokehold #i neednsomeone to slap me out of this gojo kissery

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p4nishers · 8 months

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there's something i need to say and yall can boo me for it but deep in my heart i'll always know i'm correct: crowley already forgave aziraphale. like already would take him back at one flutter of his eyelashes. that's all.

#do i wish he wouldn't forgive so easily (tho i don't actually think aziraphale needs forgiveness since he didn't do anything wrong and #actually without his decision their love story would've been stuck as it was for more than 6000 years and also heaven would never change #without someone dismantling it and making it new)#yes i do wish that and i also wish he'd learn self worth but we gotta be realistic here he never once been able to stay mad at aziraphale #all those times they had fights where aziraphale was (mostly) in the wrong and rejected crowley what did crowley do? immediately come #CRAWLING and BEGGING back like pls yall this is why i don't read post s2 fics bc everyone suddenly seems to forget their whole canon #personalities and history w each other and it's annoying me so much like i get that we all are hoping crowley learns from his mistakes and #stops being so easy for aziraphale (not me tho) but realistically speaking it's just not gonna happen and once again aziraphale DIDN'T. DO.#ANYTHING. WRONG. yes he hurt crowley with his decision but CROWLEY HURT HIM WITH HIS TOO so if yall wants an apology dance it's gonna turn #into a waltz cause they'd both need to do it #good omens #good omens s2 #azicrow #crowley #aziraphale #aziracrow #ineffable spouses #good omens season 2 #ineffable husbands #go s2

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actual-changeling · 5 months

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No, because has anyone ever thought about that last New Year's Eve they spent together??????

They were not-really-pretending anymore, probably at the bookshop getting drunk and talking about all the historical special events they had experienced during that time, the New Year's Eves they spent alone, and the few rare ones they celebrated together.

Do you think they were both sitting on the sofa, shoes toed off, Crowley sprawling like usual, while Aziraphale was propped up in a corner, one leg folded underneath him? The television was running on mute in the background so they wouldn't miss the ball drop, a particularly special bottle of champagne was waiting on the table, knowing better than to lose its chill.

Do you think Crowley was talking, his hands flying to accommodate his words, when he felt Aziraphale's stare on him? Do you think he stopped in the middle of his sentence, turning his head to fully look at him, meeting eyes with pupils so wide that the blue was drowning in a sea of black?

What? Crowley asked, the counter ticking in his periphery. Two minutes. For a reason he refused to acknowledge, anxiety began fluttering in his stomach—once upon a time, it had been excitement, but he had learned better than to hope, to expect.

Do you think Aziraphale shuffled closer, ignoring the champagne, ignoring the television, simply holding his gaze with a soft smile on his lips?

The sound returned as the final countdown began, but Crowley did not hear a single number, dizzy with a fondness so ancient no words would ever be able to do it justice.

Do you think as the cheering faded into a buzz, Aziraphale leaned in and pressed a kiss right to the corner of his mouth, close enough to count, too distant not to? Do you think Crowley froze in place, forgetting to breathe, blink, speak, exist, caught between the urge to chase after him and the fear of what would happen once the late-night giddiness wore off?

Happy New Year, Aziraphale whispered, reaching for the champagne and opening it with a pop that echoed like a gunshot.

(aimformymouth, aimformymouth, aimformymouth)

Do you think he wanted to say something, anything, and yet all he could do was accept the champagne flute being held out in front of him, a low, garbled noise escaping him? Do you think Aziraphale's smile grew as he made himself comfortable again, resting one hand on Crowley's ankle and saying, It'll be a good year?

To a good year, angel, Crowley forced out, the glass chiming softly as they clinked them together.

To a good year, my dear.

Do you think that night plays on repeat in his head months later?

It'll be a good year.

Aziraphale is gone now.

It'll be a good year.

His chest is tight with grief and memories, and the wine glass meets the wall before he can stop himself, listening to the glass break and crumble.

It'll be a good year.

It had been a good year—right up until it wasn't.

#alex writes good omens #good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable divorce #those four years have so much angst potential y'all #forget about post s2 i want in between seasons fics YESTERDAY give me the ANGST give me the HURT/COMFORT give it to me!!!!1

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moonyinpisces · 6 months

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i want all meta writers and/or people with s3 predictions to please. pretty please. write the fic. otherwise SO MUCH is being lost in translation in your explanations and your 15k theories with screenshots and sources in a format that would rival my grad school essays. like have you heard “shakespeare must be performed not read”? that’s the exact same principle with s3 predictions. all the academic writing and web weaving posts in the world won’t accurately depict what you’re seeing in your head, it HAS to be experienced in practice both on the writing end and the reading end. JUST WRITE THE FIC!

#the post s2 fic landscape is repetitive and lacking #i am being so serious when i say #making a theory and writing a fic about it is making hiatus so much more bearable #like you know how every religion has practices that make you feel closer to a higher power or the profound/sacred #no joke that’s what writing canon continuation fic does to your brain and the source material #WRITE THE FIC SO I CAN READ MORE THEORIES BC I SURE AS HELL AM NOT CONVINCED FROM UR METAS #good omens

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bambiraptorx · 11 months

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I'm debating a chapter in Minor Interference of Draxum introducing Donnie to the wider yokai culture (like showing him a college or something) and. yeah

#rottmnt #rottmnt au #minor interference au #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt baron draxum #rottmnt donatello hamato #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt fanfiction #my art #i got donnie's idea from a tumblr post but i don't remember which one #the real question is whether Donnie is doing this on purpose or not #the other real question is how do people react to this #because yeah draxum is like super strong/smart/powerful etc #but he's also the guy who blew his house up twice in just under thirteen years #so maybe the idea of him training four absolute weirdos would be met with the reaction of “its not the weirdest thing he's done”#i know fics usually give him the reputation of imposing/scary/overbearing/whatever #but hear me out: local weirdo draxum #it would be so entertaining (plus it brings in more of his goofier s2 characterization and shows what he's like when he isn't fighting)#i'm still thinking on it though

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itsscottiesstark · 7 months

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So you know about the headcanon saying that Crowley drew on Azi's mustache before the magic show, right? Well, lemme introduce you to "Crowley also did Azi's bow tie because he was too excited and his hands were shaking".

So, whatever you do, don't imagine Azi's hands shaking after Crowley came so close to draw on his mustache, his head basically inches apart from Azi's mouth, Crowley struggling to pay attention to the mustache and not the angel's lips.

Now, whATEVER you do, don't imagine Azi fumbling with his tie afterwards, trying to hide his embarrassing blush (but being unable to, since he's got a whole ass mirror behind him and Crowley can see *everything*) and Crowley quietly going "I can help you with that too, you know". Azi's head would just snap back, blinking rapidly.

Don't- and I mean don't imagine Azi's blush getting worse (matching Crowley's, most probably) when he felt his hands so close to his throat.

And, anyway, the last thing you wanna do is imagine Azi giving in to his urge to place a soft kiss on Crowley's lips at a moment where the demon, in concentration, leaned in excruciatingly close where kissing him was the only logical thing to do at that point.

(update, I did a thing 🫣)

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edsbacktattoo · 5 months

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The Tolling Bells - Rated E

“Love Persists. It always will.”

New fic is up! You can find the first chapter right here. Please be sure to read the tags.

In any life. 🧁💐

#i’m so so excited to post this fic #i’ve been working on it for a few months #it’s all i think about ahahaha #i hope you guys like whimsy and magic and angst and fun because that’s what you’re getting with this one #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd fanfic #ofmd s2 #ttb

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greetings-humans · 22 days

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mappa: cancels iceado after 7 years of waiting

yoi fans:

#it's that good ol' yoi copium #don't be delulu guys s2 isn't coming #just find edits and fics to survive these trying times #yoi #yuri on ice #ice adolescence #iceado #is this post about me?#possibly #why do you ask

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crowleys-hips · 2 months

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listen, whatever you do, do not imagine, after they have reunited, made up, and confessed feelings, do not imagine them teary eyed and crashing into a slow, passionate kiss as the music swells, Aziraphale wrapping his arms around Crowley's neck to pull him closer and Crowley squeezing his waist, and then the camera slowly pans down and all we see is a chainmail scarf being thrown on the floor followed by a tartan bowtie. i repeat, do not imagine it.

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kerrste · 17 days

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Dndads ep 27 lives forever in my mind

[Bonus under the cut]

#angst-oriented fans will note that HellHermie has no scars #or makeup #got that idea from a fic that i cannot remember the name of; but if anyone happens to know i will tag the author #dndads #dndads s2 #dungeons and daddies #normal oak #hermie the unworthy #oakworthy #my art #i didnt mean for this to get this pink but oh well #we live in a post-barbie society

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fuckyeahgoodomensfanfic · 12 days

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Good Omens Fic Rec: affection and other cravings

“But you admit it! You did tempt me!” “I offered you warm food during a storm,” Crowley argues. “If you call that temptation, I’d hate to see you talk to an innkeeper.” Aziraphale scowls some more. Crowley shrugs. “Besides, no harm done. You seem to be enjoying yourself.” He has Aziraphale there. “Still,” he says, spreading his hands wide. “It has to be said—” He glances up to the sky. “—for anyone listening, that I am not at fault for my appetite.” “Never said you were,” Crowley says. “Just said you liked the oysters.” or, an examination vis-à-vis food and forgiveness

Length: 29,115 words

AO3 Rating: Explicit/ Spice Level 🔥🔥

Best for: Mostly Safe in Public, Post S2, Through the Ages

Triggers: None

Read it here, fic by JustStandingHere

*Minor Spoilers* There's just so much to enjoy about this post season two story. It's tone is so witty and clever, I was instantly charmed by it and laughed and smiled often. But it pairs that humor with beautiful philosophy and heartache.

We open with a brief look at their past, watching various scenes through the ages involving temptation, indulgence, and conflicts of faith. We watch Aziraphale as he struggles between his beliefs and what he is supposed to believe. Questioning what really is sin and what really is divine? We then move on to their present, with Aziraphale newly in Heaven and Crowley left behind. It presents a much softer version of events than we sometimes see. It takes the Metatron's offer mostly at face value, and Aziraphale truly believes he can improve the place. But escapes to earth to satiate his hunger (both literal and emotional) will open his eyes to reality and he will finally break free. The resolution was badass, yet understated in the best way, and I feel like it fit perfectly with the spirit of the universe.

It's mostly safe to read in public; there's a sex scene towards the end of the story but it's fairly short and not too graphic. And that scene contains a line from Crowley mid-sex that made me snort giggle. I won't spoil it for you; you'll know it right away when you get to that scene. This was a very charming and charismatic take on a post-season two world. I know this won't be the version we get in the show, but it definitely feels like something we could see with these two. Its characterization, of Aziraphale particularly, was absolutely top notch. It just really understands his character and there’s so many lines I wanted to highlight. I’m very glad I read this one!

Read it here, fic by JustStandingHere

#good omens #good omens fanfiction #good omens fanfic #fanfic rec #aziracrow #good omens fic rec #aziraphale x crowley #affection and other cravings #JustStandingHere #mostly safe in public #medium #post s2 #through the ages #canon timeline #two flames

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qprstobin · 8 months

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I miss post s2 fics where the Party used to like hero worship Steve in the silliest ways. That man took a plate to the head and then went into the tunnels with them. He may have "lost" the fight but he kept on trucking they are so sure that man is invincible or some kind of Superman. Just, kid logic you know. Mike starts making NPCs that are all vaguely just Steve in different hats. None of them will be respectful to his face but that is their GUY

#the party #steve harrington #i miss soooo many things from post s2 fic #now its all the party doesnt respect steve the party cares more about xyz character who hasnt given them the time of day #steve is annoying and stupid and blah blah blah esp bc he wont play dnd with them #loved when every fic had them simulataneously trying to teach the girls and steve how to play dnd #often not doing very well #bring it back!!#stranger things #steve #walkie chatter

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