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vulturereyy · 1 year
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Going to be a brave Rey and share this snippet from my "Hegemol confronts the Pale King and he's fucking Pissed" little. Mini fanfiction? I am working on.
Set post embrace the void ending, PK/everyone survived, anyone killed by infection was brought back
Sorry about the asterisks, it was originally for discord, and I've spent 10 mins fighting Tumblrs editing thing on mobile to italicize ; ;
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As soon as the King's Trident was leveled toward him, Hegemol *wrenched* it toward himself. He nearly ripped the Pale King from his throne as he brought the points to his own neck, ignoring the strained commands of the guards struggling - and failing - to keep him held back.
"What are you going to do, My King?" It was not rage that filled Hegemol's voice, but a low, lilting *taunt*, just barely concealing the venom below each word. "Kill me again? Before your own court, held down by knights *I* trained for you?" He cocked his head to one side.
"*Do it.*"
Hegemol lowered his great head to meet the Pale King's eyes, feeling the points of the King's Trident press into the soft flesh just below his chin. He held it there in a vice grip as he *loomed*, shattered mask opposite pale visage.
"*Do it,*" Hegemol repeated, *urged* now, as building ire was spat from his maw. "Let all of Hallownest know that the *revered* Pale King felled his own Great Knight and spilled his blood across the palace floor, for *daring* to condemn the actions that killed *thousands.*"
Silence.
Hegemol did not waver.
As the last echoes of his booming demand faded from the Pale Court, he swore he felt the King's Trident shake.
Then - and only then - did Hegemol *thrust* the weapon back toward it's master. He rose to his full height once more, expression unreadable in the shadow of such blinding light.
"The *very first* lesson I teach my squires, when we move to training wasters," He began again, voice low, measured, *patient*; the very tone he always seemed to take when correcting his men's misdeeds, "Is to never point a weapon at someone if you do not intend to use it. I give them one chance to remember this. If you do so again, I will treat it as an attack. Do I make myself *clear*, Wyrm?"
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Worthy to note that I don't write PK as necessarily intimidated by this in the usual since... But given that he is very fragile right now and gets his strength from adoration and the belief his kingdom has in him, he very much just realized that this is /not/ a fight that the people would side with him on. And what he does with Hegemol right now can very well make or break him.
The downside to working and fighting alongside someone for decades... is they know exactly when to call your bluff. And Hegemol has had. Enough.
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I really need someone objective to read through my writing and tell me if it's shit or not like do I keep this interaction the way it is (humorous) or do I change it and build more suspense?? I cannot be trusted with this help
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joytri · 4 months
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most ardently
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peachsukii · 2 months
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How funny would it be if you had to hide a stash of instant ramen in your apartment from Bakugo?
Because he’s into cooking, he absolutely despises processed and packaged food when he knows that he can make it ten times better and fresher.
So anytime you just have a craving or are feeling too lazy to cook a proper meal, you have to sneak the package into the kitchen and open it as slowly as possible to prevent him hearing the plastic. He’s caught you many times without fail. It ends in him running to the store to get ingredients for a better ramen and throwing away the instant noodles - even if they’re already cooked.
Bakugo will always prefer to cook you a hearty meal. He loves the way you do a little nod after the first bite, giving a silent approval of whatever dish he’s crafted. And if he doesn’t know how to make something you want? You bet your ass he’s searching up recipes and any tutorials to make it just for you.
He asks the same question every time, too.
“Tastes better than salt and plastic, yeah?”
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reybeeze · 3 months
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rewatching good omens and the way crowley unapologetically watched aziraphale eat in e1 is fucking insane i love him
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ivynightshade · 10 months
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fatima aamer bilal, from being unwanted is a language.
[text id: the world is happening in a room that i can't enter, life is happening in a gathering i am not invited to. / being unwanted is a language i am fluent in.]
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averageperson888 · 6 months
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rosarysgarden · 9 days
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’
[text id: i have the everlasting tendency to ruin everything i love.]
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dizzybizz · 1 year
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very intelligent household
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quotefeeling · 2 months
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When you're an introvert like me and you've been lonely for a while, and then you find someone who understands you, you become really attached to them. It's a real release.
Lana Del Rey
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thoughtkick · 9 months
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I'm still not over my sad past and I don't think I will ever be.
Lana Del Rey
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Fic Writing Update!
As you may well know, I write fics and have been away for ages, so I thought you deserve a little update on where current and future works are currently. They will all be posted on Ao3 under the name Chaotic_god123 if you want to find them. Here is the complete list of fics, both present and future!
If We Had Me Before
Still being updated, not abandoned. I know where it's going and what will be happening when, all I need to do is sit down and actually write the damn thing. I'll probably go back and edit slowly after it is published entirely, third chapter is almost done and will hopefully be up soon and the rest will follow shortly after.
Steve Rogers as Percy Jackson Au - Series
The third part of this series is currently in the works and pretty close to be being done, hopefully it'll be up by the end of November, but it will be done at the latest before Christmas, I can assure you of that. This was a request sent in and I love all the ways I can take it, certainly gives way to a lot of creative freedom and expression. Can't wait for this part to be up, I'm really liking how it is so far.
Perhaps
Don't know if I will actually continue this, if I do it will be on the back burner as other fics take precedent over it at this time. Hope is not completely lost, but it's pretty hard to see at this point.
In The Name of War
Part one is all up and done with, and part two is currently under way. This took me so long to write and edit, and I'm assuming that part two will aswell, especially since its going to be a lot more complex and twisty and that the first. It will be picked up at irregular intervals with updates probably going to be few and far between, but it is being worked on in the background.
Unnamed Inheritance Cycle Fic
Super excited about this one, I haven't quite got a name down for it yet but there are ideas floating about. The actual hard writing for this is yet to be laid out, but I'm stringing ideas together slowly but surely. As this was a request as well it may also take longer as I want to make sure the person who requested it is fully satisfied with the work. Given it is a full fic rather than a one shot like I normally do, it will take some time for the full thing to come out and is also currently on the back burner, apologies for that aswell. Not abandoned, just resting for now.
Requests!
I said a while ago that my writing and general posting on here was going to be put on hold until about late spring/early summer of 2023 due to all my exams being this year. I didn't think I'd have time to work on other requests but now that I have a much better system in place I am happy to announce that requests are now back open!! Please understand though, that I am still having to revise and sort out placements for next year and finding a job soon so that I can support myself. I take both one shots and full fic requests, but full fics will take much longer to get done. For a full list of fandoms look at my pinned post on this account or just shoot me a message on here. You could also just reply to this post, I don't mind.
Non fic
Just as a heads up, I'm also working on an actual book series at the moment which is taking up a bit of my time. It's one I do hope to publish one day and I am super excited about it.
Thank you all for your patience and sticking around through this. I love writing and I'm a bit sad that it got interrupted because of exams. Send me a message about any of this stuff and I'll get back to you as quick as I possibly can.
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insanegirlbloging · 3 months
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sorry for being extremely pretty and not knowing how to start a conversantion
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peachsukii · 2 months
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₊✩‧₊⇢ had a depressive episode yesterday and just whipped this up to feel better. a little selfshipy but is suitable for anyone 💕
『 ෆ k.bakugo x fem!reader 』
“C’mere already,” Katsuki calls from his bed, arms outstretched as he lays on his back. “I’m not gonna ask again.”
You comply, stalking over from the doorway and crawling across the sheets into his embrace, face snug against his chest. He sighs into your hair, planting a few soft kisses onto the top of your head.
“Ya look like you needed some love, peach.”
It’s almost scary how well Katsuki can read your emotions. You hadn’t even told him that you were feeling down, he just knew by your mannerisms.
“How’d you know?” You ask sheepishly. You’d gotten to his apartment a few hours ago…how’d he read you so quickly? Well, it could have been that you showed up in sweatpants and his hoodie - your go-to comfort, low energy outfit.
“I jus’ do. ‘S like a sixth sense.”
“That’s for ghosts, dummy,” you giggle while idly fiddling with the material of his shirt.
You can practically hear the grin in his reply. “Got ya ‘ta laugh, didn’t it?” He gives you a light squeeze and kisses your forehead.
How can two people be so connected? It often left you wondering how you’ve gotten so lucky to have someone like Katsuki around, let alone adore and love you with his entire being.
“Any dinner requests?” He asks, shaking you out of your train of thought. “Y’gotta be hungry, I haven’t seen ya eat all day.”
You pull back from his embrace and pinch his cheek, bringing your lips to his for a gentle kiss. “Oh, is Chef Bakugo taking requests now?”
“Not if you’re gonna heckle me about it. And it’s Chef Dynamight, get it right!” he retorts with a huff.
“Whatever you were gonna make, I’m fine with.”
Katsuki sits up, releasing you from his hold and scoots to the edge of the bed. He motions for you to follow him.
Once the two of you are in the kitchen, he grabs you by the waist and tugs you over to an empty section of the countertop. Effortlessly, he picks you up and sits you on the marble. Katsuki shimmies between your legs, one hand on each thigh as he graces you with a sweet smile - a rare sight.
“Ya don’t gotta do anythin’, sweets. Your job is to look pretty while I cook for you, ‘kay?” He gives you a quick peck on the lips and pats your thighs before turning toward the cabinet to grab his cutting board and spices.
For the next hour, you silently watch Katsuki prep dinner for the two of you. He’s decided to make a chicken curry, one of your favorites, all from scratch. He’s got the sauce simmering on the stove while cutting up the vegetables and potatoes. You’ve tucked your legs up to your chest, resting your head on your knees as you watch him in his element, bouncing between tasks without breaking his concentration. Before Katsuki tosses the peppers he’s cut into the pot, he pops a small piece into his mouth and offers you one as well. You take it from him without hesitation - he loves to have you taste test and sample anything involving his cooking, even if it’s just a simple bell pepper.
After another 15 minutes passes, the ding! of the rice maker signals that everything is ready to eat. You slide off the counter and skip over to grab plates when Katsuki scoops you up by the waist from behind, bunching the hoodie up your midsection.
“Oh no ya don’t! Sit your stubborn ass down an’ let me get it.”
You sigh in defeat, closing the cabinet as he whisks you out of the kitchen and plops you onto the couch in the living room. Within a few minutes, Katsuki reappears with two full plates of curry. He sets them both on the coffee table and turns to grab the blanket off the back of the couch, unfolding it to drape over your legs.
He does a double take around the room while grabbing the TV remote. “Need anythin’ else, baby?”
You shake your head, responding with a soft “no.”
Katsuki joins you under the blanket and hands you your plate from the table. He settles in next to you, turning on a mindless reality show before kicking his feet up on the table and leaning into you - blissfully sinking into the cushions.
“This shit is so fuckin’ stupid, but it’s fun to hear the wild commentary you do,” Katsuki quips with a laugh. “Like how the fuck do these people even breathe on their own?”
“Beats me, and yet they’re richer than we’ll ever be,” you joke, digging into your curry with a satisfying hum.
Katsuki kisses you on the cheek before returning to his curry, fascinated with the stupidity of the reality show. He knows you’re thankful, never expecting a verbal ‘thank you’ in times like these. Your smile and laugh, along with the return of the twinkle in your eyes, was enough for him.
💥 tags; @slayfics ✨
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reybeeze · 5 months
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new book smell is HEAVENLY
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ivynightshade · 3 months
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s my body is a slaughterhouse.
[text id: my jugular misses your teeth.]
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