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Trans Light inspired by @translightyagami 's fanfics ♡
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the part of me that wants to collect all the arcana/fictif love letter pdfs for preservation purposes vs the part of me that doesnt want to give dorian any money: FIGHT
#last legacy#the arcana#fictif roadkill#heir to love and lies#fictif tatw#i already have a couple of them that i bought before the merger#but i think i only have like. felix's muriel's and julian's#if anyone happens to have pdfs of any of the others and wants to toss them my way for the purpose of archival....
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did- did, my, baby boy pat butcher accidentally assist in a murder?
#what in the FUCK#i'm caCKLING#roadkill oh my god i'm holding him so gently#bbc ghosts#bbc ghosts spoilers#pat butcher#the button house archives
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honestly the real tma blorbo is the Extinction. to me
#log.#the magnus archives#and like everything I liked about tma it was abandoned like roadkill in s5
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Deer Theory
WORDS: ‘The Deer’ by Terrance Hayes / ‘I’m Not Calling You a Liar’ (Florence + the Machine) / Aaron O’Hanlon / The Killing of a Sacred Deer (2017) dir. Yorgos Lanthimos / ‘The Stag and the Quiver’ by Richard Siken / mine / ‘Salvage’ by Hedgie Choi / ‘A Letter to My Mother That She Will Never Read’ by Ocean Vuong / ‘Little Deer’ (SPELLLING) / ‘Grendel’ by Roger Reeves / ‘Herd of ‘panicked’ deer filmed jumping to their deaths from motorway’ by Tanveer Mann (Metro UK) / ‘Kinder Than Man’ by Althea Davis / ‘Anecdote of the Pig’ by T. Adkisson / ‘Ferrari Drivers Charles Leclerc and Carlos Sainz Are Racing Back to the Top of F1’ by Tom Lamont (GQ Sports) / Deuteronomy 12:23 / ‘‘It’s a kind of religion’ - Ferrari’s popularity and following in Italy dissected’ by Akshat Kabra (Sportskeeda) / ‘Abstract (Psychopomp)’ (Hozier) / ‘Not Strong Enough’ (boygenius) / The Favourite (2018) dir. Yorgos Lanthimos / Enzo Ferrari / ‘Killer’ (Phoebe Bridgers) / CL for ‘Charles Leclerc talks about his “Red Passion”’ by Roberto Croci (L’Officiel Ibiza) / ‘The fragility of a predestined | FormulaPassion.it’ by admin_l6ma5gus (Pledge Times) / ‘Kinder Than Man’ by Althea Davis / Carmen Maria Machado, In the Dream House / ‘Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up)’ (Florence + the Machine) / ‘Ferrari Needs to Sign Charles Leclerc for the 2018 Formula One Season’ by Gabriel Loewenberg (The Drive)
IMAGERY: Styrian GP (2020) / ? (antlers) / ? (crown of thorns) / Scuderia Ferrari Press Office (2023) / @velvetbambi (x) / Saint Maud (2019) dir. Rose Glass / white-tailed buck shedding its antlers (via Deer & Deer Hunting) / Azerbaijan GP (Baku, 2019) / post-French GP (2022) / Jules Bianchi (via F1 TV) / George Shiras III for National Geographic (1906) / ? (young CL) / ‘Driver-Deer Collisions On The Rise: State Farm’ (WSLM RADIO) / Male Red Deer (antlers) / post-Bahrain GP (2019) (CL looking up from hands) / ‘roadkill’ by Loso (via Flickr) (x) / Saturn Devouring His Son (1819-23) Francisco Goya / post-Belgian GP (Spa, 2019) (CL pointing upwards) / The Banshees of Inisherin (2022) dir. Martin McDonagh / Italian GP (Monza, 2020) / Nathan Sandwell @cuchulainn-4 (x) / ? (camcorder) / ‘Deer Caught Gnawing on Human Bones’ by Jason Daley (Smithsonian Magazine) / A Fragment of Ourselves Returning (2018) Beatrice Wanjiku / @nightcorp-archive (x) / Brazilian GP (2023) (CL figure walking) / Singapore GP (2022) / post-Qatar GP (2021) / The Deer Hunter (1978) dir. Michael Cimino / ? (dogmouth doe) / Brazilian GP (2023) / French GP (2022)
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Log 4: They're everywhere
The day has been good so far since Jeff had left. I've been caught up on paperwork, organizing the archives and I've helped make some of the wildlife's lunches for the evening. It finally feels like a normal day.
"Daaaaaaaaamn, check it out! That's the fifth one this month.", Ronnie (one of our surveillance experts and wildlife photographers) was checking last night footage.
"You dumbass, that's the same one from last Thursday.", Jonas was watching with him.
"No he ain't, This guys definitely new, see he's got a huge fuzzy pelt on him. The other two have little pelts ", he pointed at the screen.
I come out of the filing room, curious as to what they were talking about. "ugh, what's going on? Anything interesting in the cameras?". I was hoping they were talking about bears or something.
"Hey Lorey, come and see!", he motions for me to come closer to the computer.
As I walk to the computer, watching the footage intently. Ronnie skips a few minutes in as the usual creatures that pop up are obviously of no surprise to us. Than, something in the foreground appears. Three armored individuals. I couldn't believe it.
"you mean to tell me they're in the reserve too? Just walking around?", I rewind the image to get a better look. They're covered in random little charms and ends. The leader had a strange, more anthropomorphic helmet, the other two had similar shaped helmet with markings on them. It was like they're on a hike, walking around.
"Holy sheeze, is THAT what you saw?", Jonas asked nudging my shoulder.
Ronnie turns to Jona and I, "oh it's not just them, check this guy out. Caught him several weeks ago.". Ronnie than shows footage another one, this one had brought with him what looked like to be roadkill, and started chowing down on the carcass, it aesthetically closer to that big black and gold one...but it looked more monstrous, with bigger horns, and messed looking legs. This one was horrific to look at.
Jonas's usual silly antics stopped right there and then when she started to realize the encounter could have gone a lot worse. "Ugh...did...it look like that?", asking in a more candid tone.
"Yeah.... almost.", what shocked me to see was that it was now completely possible to encounter these....Marines...."...do you guys know of these folks?", I had Ronnie the business card Benedict handed to me.
With a squint and an unsurprised sigh, he puts a guard down and continues going through the footage from last night. "Oh yeah I know them, they're just a bunch of Bigfoot enthusiasts that got bored and decided to go for much more bigger fish. Only I heard from my cousin in Chicago that these guys are crazy dangerous. Some of them got claws, got like super strength and shit. Check it out.", he took out his phone to show us socal media footage of a red colored marine, again spikes all over and an even worse attitude.
The footage shows a bunch of teenagers following it through an alleyway, probably to find out where it's going. The marine turned around and charged at one of the teens. The phone dropped and all there was left was the sound of screaming and blood spattering. Kid didn't even scream more than 3 seconds before it got obliterated.
Ronnie then puts the phone away, "the dark web is having a field day. Turns out people get PAID to video tape the dangerous ones. It's like a snuff film or something."
I was mortified, these monsters can't be real....can they? I remember the footage of the three feral looking ones. "Ronnie, are their any examples of...I don't know....not homicidal ones? ".
He thought for a little and then remembered another viral video, "Oh! This one from Philadelphia, he's like a superhero or something. They call him "Big Blue". Check it out.", taking his phone out again, he shows a 60 second click of a robbery in progress, as the culprits bust out and get into the get away truck, some tall blue armored one comes charging in, lifting 3 ton truck! I can see that the robers where shooting him in the face but nothing looked like it wasn't doing anything. As the police come in, do their part, the click cuts to a reporter interviewing the marine.
"Big Blue! You've once again saved the city and stopped a robbery! Witnesses saw that you've shot several times in the face no less, are you ok sir? *Shoves his microphone up the the marine's mouth", the blue marine looked at the reporter and the camera, he seemed rather shy about answering. He than answered the reporter in a very strange form of Latin, it almost sounds like butchered Italian. He than nodded his head, pat the reporter's head and stormed off.
"....Ok, wise words that will forever remain a mystery! I'm Harold Storm! And you're watching Channel 5 Action News!". The video ends.
"That is so cool! Why do we have the crazy ones though?", Jonas rewinded the video again to see Big Blue again.
"that's because we live in Oregon, the crazies come here because the feds here don't really care actually.", I sit down on the chair next to Ronnie, and take notes on the differences between the two types of Marines on the wildlife footage. I honestly couldn't believe that there was such a distinct difference between them. "I think we better contact the annoying Bigfoot people. They probably have more information on these guys than we do, but we have the equipment to check them.".
Ronnie shoots me a look, "are you saying that we should dedicate a little bit of our time to hunting down these big metal dudes?".
I shoot back a grin, "no, I say we study them. We know nothing about them, there seems to be a clear distinction between the good ones and the bad ones and I think we need to pull our sources. These aren't some invasive species or some weird cryptid that only appears once in a blue moon l, only to be found out it was a hoax. It seems these guys are very real and so is the risks of encountering the wrong one.". I rewind back to the footage of the three fur cladded ones. Something about them emanated some interesting thoughts on me, in considering all that has been happening to me as of late, could one of them have been the proverbial knight in shining armor? I'm starting to get curious.
After a few hours, the rest of us clock out from the center and leave the night shift to their evil biddings so to speak. As with every Friday night, the reserve always goes to a local bar down in downtown. It wasn't the fanciest place but it was the only place with the best booze and was the only place that made cocktails.
"so, you know the guy who gave you that card? I mean the town is pretty small so it ain't going to be that hard to find him.", Jonas asked with zeal.
"oh trust me, you can definitely tell who it is.", I push open the door to the bar, ready for a relatively nice night of drinking.
As me in the afternoon staff walk in, the first thing we notice is all the angry stares that the men are giving at one small group and the corner of the bar.... At least I would consider them small if it wasn't for their size. But there they were, the group of four, extremely well built men. Not too dissimilar to the guy I saw back at the hardware store.
All of them seem to just minding their business, again not acknowledging a single soul in the bar. However another thing I noticed was the amount of women swooned at the sight of them. However, wasn't able to smell that strong hormonal odor anymore, probably because the place is well ventilated enough for that.
I look to my left and I see Jonas with her mouth agape, absolutely stunned at seeing the guys. I look to my right and I see Clara and Shelly (our receptionist and hotline receiver, in case of any wild animal attacks) absolutely drooling over them.
As for me, the smell may have not been as pungent as it was at the hardware store, but it definitely was in the air. "Guys, ugh, we need to find a table soon... preferably as far away from those guys".
Ronnie looked at the men, than looked at me, "why are they dangerous?", than he started to notice the rest of the girls in the group.
Jonas was practically in lala-land, "Oh maaaan, those are some fiiiiiine looking guys.".
"ooooh, y'all's right! I think I'm love.", Clara declared.
"Oh no none yah don't, I'ma bag me a man!", Shelly may have not been the youngest of us, but she's been after a husband for 20 years now, and she isn't giving up. She struts confidently to the table.
As for the four sitting in the corner booth, they begin to notice Shelly heading their direction. One of them noticeably smelling his clothes, the look of mortified realization hits him like a ton of bricks. I could see that he was whispering something to one of them group members and he too starts to realize the same thing.
"Howdy boys, have you guys fallen from heaven because I see four of the Lord's loveliest of angels.", Shelly may not have been lucky, but in the past she has been successful at getting a man's attention.
All four of them were stunned, yet not surprised, they weren't prepared for something like this to happen.
"ugh ... pardon me and my brother miss, but may we assist you in anything?", one with a yellow cap with a unrecognizable construction logo speaks first.
Shelly boldly skoots in to sit with one of them. "Oh you can assist with anything.", she begins to caress the man's impossibly huge bicep.
Meanwhile the man just looked down at her with curious confusion. Something about his interaction felt you're really disconnected. It was two people interacting, it was a person and an animal interacting.
"Shelly you absolute legend!", Jonas egging her on.
"Ooh get'em Shelly!", Clara wasn't helping either.
"More like an absolute mad lass, I've never seen her act this bold before.", I was more concerned if she was going to hurt herself. These guys were all big enough to domestically abuse animals bigger than elephants let alone gently shove a woman away.
"Uhm, Shelly! I'm so sorry about my friend here, we had a few drinks before coming here and she's not taking to tequila shots very well. Shelly say sorry and goodbye to very nice man.", as soon as I finished that thought, the smell came back. Now with four times the strength. Everything was fading, I had no control of what I was doing. I began to practically crawl on the table...all I could see was a pink haze.
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"Brothers, I am afraid our night has ended. We need to take these women to the local hospital.", one with a mustache and a gnarled scar across his forehead had signaled to the other three to mobilize.
As fasting as efficiently one can see, all four prepared to leave. Picking Shelly and Lorence up, paying the tab with a small pouch.
The bar tender motioned for the busboy to quickly get the pouch before any of the patrons see it.
"Hey wait! Where are you guys taking them?", Jonas tried following the four strangers, hardly believing how big they were.
"Please do not worry, we are taking your friends to the hospital, where they will be taken care.", the mustached man turns around assuring Jonas, and inevitably trying to avoid unsolicited kisses from Lorence.
"Ah wait?! Nah ugh, we're coming with you.", Clara followed them to their vehicle, which in this case an industrial transport truck. "Oh dang ya know what I ain't disappearing into the night like those girls from Forensic Files. She than decided to go back into the bar.
Ronnie ran after them as fast they could but they already started their truck. Taking Lorey and Shelly with them.
"FUCK! Get back here!", he takes his phone out to call the police, but just as he was about press the call button. The sound of howling wolves echoed endlessly throughout the night sky. "...what the hell....", he glaces to where the howls sounded the loudest. The noise of braking branches and wrestling bushes was an unmistakable sign that something big was chasing the truck.
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In the truck, the driver, an imperial fist named Moors, comfortably drives to town to drop both women off at the hospital.
"How are they?", he shouted from the driver seat in high gothic
One of the men is managing Lorey relatively well, just tightly restraining her in his arms. "This one is doing fine! Practically sleeping, Cahrilo how is yours?"
Cahrilo, the youngest by a hundred years and a neophyte in comparison to his veteran brothers, is having a bit more trouble handling the 40 year old retired police officer gone receptionist. "She's strong for her age!", he tries not to hurt her while getting a better hold of her. She showers him in kisses. "Can someone help?"
The other two, Bilhard and Urtus, were sitting in their chairs watching Cahrilo struggle, laughing hard.
Urtus wiped a tear from his eye from laughing so hard, "It seems we have learned our lesson, we must tell the apothecary to make a stronger suppressor. These mortal women are ravenous!"
Just as the trio were laughing, loud banging could be heard from the walls of the transport truck.
The laughter stops, Bilhard stands up to check the outer side cameras of the truck. "What in the name of the throne?". He sees an unidentified marine clinging on to the side of the truck, ripping the haul. As Bilhard was witnessing this from the camera, Urtus and Cahrilo were seeing it as it was happening in front of them.
Bilhard faintly growled in frustration, now was not the right time for a fight. "By throne what's going on?!", suddenly the truck was hit again, this time from the left by something trying to push truck off the road.
As the passengers were trying to keep their footing, the mystery marine had successfully tore through the side.
Revealing to be a Space Wolf, with a more animalistic helmet. He growled furiously at the Imperial Fists.
"By Dorn!? Why are you attacking us Space Wolf?! Have you been touched by chaos?", as Bilhard was shouting at the transgression, Urtus may have realized what they had done.
"WHICH ONE IS IT!?", he shouted to the wolf.
The space wolf was staring at him the hardest. Now he's gotten his answer. "savage..." Urtus leaves the dazed Lorey in a seat next to him, "..if you harm this mortal, our agreement is void!"., his other brother, stunned at what he had just done.
The wolf picks her up gently in his arms, content with her safety. Lorey, still dazed is now currently becoming more delirious, as the pleasant aphrodisiac effects of the hormones have now become akin to breathing in toxic inhalants. He leaves a threatening glance at Urtus, now having having earned his ire. He leaves through the hole he had entered, and runs with the rest of his pack into the night.
Bilhard turns to Urtus, "YOU FOOL! THAT SPACE WOLF COULD HAVE BEEN CORRUPTED BY CHAOS AND YOU JUST LET HIM TAKE A HUMAN GIRL?!"
Urtus was calm, but he should have known something like this would happen. "Brother, he may have had eyes on the girl before we even perceived her existence, we were the ones that have cross a rather difficult line. You know how territorial another Astartes can be of their chosen mate. You of all people should know better.", Urtus sat back down.
Bilhard, tired from what can be perceived as a failed mission. Walks up to the driver. "To the hospital. Now.", goes back to sit back down.
Moors had been keeping an eye on the road, but a ear to the back. "You boys know this is going to have to be reporting to the chaplain right?"
The three of them had a collective groan.
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Meanwhile, the late night had gone from loud, undefined chatter and drumming of metal to soft croaking of tree frogs, the crunching of leaves under heavy foot prints and the quite whispers of unrecognizable voices. Lorey had now time to take in fresh air for the past hour, but something in her had taken much of her strength as if she had drunk heavily. She looks up at whom every was holding her, but her heavy eyelids could only preview the dark sky, the bright crescent moon, and a dark shape gently cradling her. Everything from that point on, had went dark. Diving into a deep sleep.
End of log 4
@kit-williams
#space marine#space marine husbandry#warhammer 40k#imperial fists#space wolves#Ultramarine#world eater#word bearers
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for the people of tumblr that want some clock duo to maybe read ^_^
#trafficshipping#this is weird to tag#traffic!impulse#traffic!impulsesv#traffic!bdubs#traffic!bdoubleo100#I want to make it VERY obvious this is about their characters#also don’t want the man finding it#yknow the guy#he doesn’t need to see my fanfiction about his character#I say that like I don’t tag my other analysis written posts normally#it’s probably fine right#impulsesv#bdoubleo100#clock duo#impdubs#double life#double life smp#life series#life series smp#trafficblr
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flag id: a flag with 5 stripes, which are near-black, yellow-green, medium dark green, very dark red, and near-black. end id.
banner id: a 1600x200 teal banner with the words ‘please read my dni before interacting. those on my / dni may still use my terms, so do not recoin them.’ in large white text in the center. the text takes up two lines, split at the slash. end id.
recklecrossic: a gender associated with recklessness, crossing the street carelessly, and coming very close to being roadkill
[pt: recklecrossic: a gender associated with recklessness, crossing the street carelessly, and coming very close to being roadkill. end pt]
for @sqirtle! the outer stripes represent roads, the second and third represent recklessness/carelessness, and the fourth represents roadkill and fear/stress. the term is 'reckle' from 'reckless', 'cross', + 'ic'!
tags: @radiomogai, @liom-archive, @macchiane, @genderstarbucks, @sugar-and-vice-mogai, @freezingnarc | dni link
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You'll Have Me Rise ch.19 is up!
Content warnings for nongraphic discussion of animal death, relatively graphic arachnophobia, mentions of family death and funerals.
Editing by @kamikazequail
And as always, commentary under the cut
-Yeah Jamil just walked straight into that pickup line completely unaware… Jade's never gonna let him live it down, if anyone ever tells him.
-Jade hides his emotions as well as he wants to when he's prepared, but have you noticed he's totally transparent when caught off guard in canon? I think he'd be more obvious than expected if something he wasn't prepared for made him uncomfortable.
-Yugioh voice: "You've activated Jade's special interest! You must stand by and listen to nature facts for a full hour."
-Yeah Jade totally picked blue for poison specifically because it's such a universally innocuous color
-Jade: "Yeah I got whosits and whatsits galore" *opens door to reveal a horde of roadkill and mold*. Rizz game like no other
-tbh I just love slime mold and wanted to bring up slime molds because they're so fucking cool <3
-Oh btw, another fun psychology thing: If someone has a lot of stressors that they can't control or afford to be afraid of, the repressed terror can manifest as really intense irrational fears to things that are safer to avoid. For example, Jamil can't do anything about his situation and the risks and pressure involved, but he can absolutely obliterate a bug with very little repercussion. I feel like that phenomenon explains the level of fear he has with bugs in canon tbh.
-I also just really love bugs and didn't want Jamil killing them for character accuracy, so I've inserted Jade as protection.
-I might go into this more in some other post but like, I love the contrast of classic fishtail mermaids in their reef environments vs deep sea monster mermaids. There's just so much room to build on the potential cultures surrounding that.
-Did I need to go on a tangent about mermaid funerals? Will the details ever be plot relevant? Probably not. But hey, world building. (I'm considering Azul keeping a locket with his stepdad's teeth)
-!!! I've been waiting to drop more info about the tweels parents! Anyway, it's a personal headcanon that the twins' social issues developed in response to being involved in mob violence early on. Too much ugliness to handle as kids, and they both kinda broke in opposite ways. Also kinda ties into their unique magic imo: Floyd being expected to handle himself in a fight and needing a defense, and Jade needing a more efficient way to extract info from people.
-I could go on a whole ramble about my ideas for the Leech parents, but the short of it is that I think Jade and Floyd each picked up some personality quirks from the parent they were around more, but mostly developed emotional responses to balance out each parent's behavior (ie: reserved, observant, and meticulous in response to unpredictable emotional outbursts, vs emotional instability and exaggerated emotional reactions in response to emotional neglect and under-reactivity), hence the two comparing each other to opposite parents last time it was brought up. It also resulted in them balancing out each other's dispositions, leading to the kinda codependent dynamic they have as adults. I think they'd both feel like they specifically came out wrong as a result too. Like, Floyd believing he should be more pragmatic and levelheaded like Jade (like his mom wanted), and Jade feeling like he's too far gone and distant to connect with other people the way Floyd does.
-Mind games can be a form of foreplay, if you're tedious enough.
-I think Jade and Jamil would have similar ways of showing insecurity, Jamil's just more flexible about it. Jade, meanwhile, has ensured a position where he doesn't have to relinquish control unless he chooses to
-Will these people ever make out with Jamil in a normal location? The world may never know.
#jeijami#octaviper#jade x jamil#twst fic#yhmr#yhmr fic#you'll have me rise you'll have me fall#chapter babble
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I've never had an original thought 🗡
#my art#lawmane#lawlight#lawlightmane#roadkill archives#l x misa#l x light#light x misa#l x light x misa#death note fanart#death note
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tags for navigating the archive
paintings, abstract, architecture, interiors, fashion
the system:
RK (roadkill, our collective sona), me, lichen, lexi, ciel
OCs:
rot, ester, nahla, terra, heather, holly,
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It's The Sound Of The Unlocking And The Lift Away (4280 words) by kermit_coded
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Dimension 20 (Web Series)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Sam Black | Samantha Butler/Whitney Jammer/Evan Kelmp/K Tanaka | Dream, Sam Black | Samantha Butler & Whitney Jammer & Evan Kelmp & K Tanaka | Dream, Evan Kelmp & His Passengers
Characters: Evan Kelmp, Sam Black | Samantha Butler, Whitney Jammer, K Tanaka | Dream
Additional Tags: Campaign 08: Misfits and Magic, Evan Kelmp Needs a Hug, Autistic Evan Kelmp, Evan Kelmp Backstory, Food Issues, Homelessness, Past Sexual Assault, Hurt/Comfort, Mental Health Issues, Cuddling & Snuggling, Evan Kelmp-centric, Mutual Pining, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Nightmares, Aftermath of Possession, Self-Esteem Issues, Childhood Trauma, She/Her and They/Them Pronouns for K Tanaka | Dream, Panic Attacks, Good Friend Whitney Jammer, Good Friend Sam Black | Samantha Butler, POV Evan Kelmp, Good Friend K Tanaka | Dream, Minor Original Character(s), Hearing Voices, Schizo-spectrum Evan Kelmp, idc what aabria says this school has bathrooms, Self-Harm, Angst with a Hopeful Ending, Body Horror, Entomophobia, Hallucinations, Suicidal Thoughts, Evan Kelmp is a Mess, Derealization Issues, Touch-Starved, Studio Ghibli References, Past Child Abuse, mentioned animal death, Gothic, Mild Gore, Pre-Poly, Nature, bird facts, Supernatural Elements, a couple mentions of eating fresh animal corpses/roadkill, Friendship/Love, Pre-Relationship, these tags are giving tonal whiplash
Summary:
Evan learns to love and be loved.
#my writing tag#d20#d20 mismag#d20 misfits and magic#mismag#misfits and magic#evan kelmp#mismag polycule#sam black#samantha butler#k tanaka#whitney jammer#d20 fanfic
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Wednesday (TV 2022)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Wednesday Addams/Tyler Galpin
Characters: Wednesday Addams, Enid Sinclair, Donovan Galpin, Tyler Galpin
Additional Tags: Weyler Week 2023
Series: Part 4 of #Jerichaos
Summary:
This story is from a chapter of Hyde & Woe Seek that hasn't been posted yet. Currently, it will not make sense but consider it a preview of things to come.
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I literally cannot overstate how much I love @mindlesslittlefreak ‘s new fic. Baby Eddie discovering a love of pickling roadkill in jars?
There is nothing else in my brain. There is only pickle fic. I will be INSUFFERABLE about this for god knows how long.
#steddie#steddie fic#fic rec#stranger things#eddie munson#steve harrington#eddie stranger things#steve stranger things#steve x eddie#cute#fluff#don’t trust the tags but also they’re pretty accurate
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IT'S SUCK HER DICK SUNDAY.....
TWO!
Title: second childhood
Fandom: Hellsing
Pairing: Seras/Integra/Alucard
Summary: Integra makes a choice to become a vampire. Not a choice made in desperation or fear, or out of a lust for power. A choice made in love. (Then she eats roadkill.)
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