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I Just Want to Set a Flame in Your Heart by iridescentpull
Ongoing | T | 2,892
Fallout AU | Enemies to Lovers | Apocalypse
Pac’s pissed off.
Scratch that– he’s more than pissed. He’s angry, grieving, desperate, heartbroken... there is no word in the English or Portuguese language to explain what he’s feeling. He can feel the emotions swirling inside his chest, his stomach, and his throat; threatening to pour out of him at an alarming rate. He’s upset at the world, hateful of the fact that it’s continuing to turn while his life is falling apart.
Today was supposed to be good, it was supposed to be the best day of his entire goddamn life. He was supposed to be fucking married, in his new home with his new husband. He was supposed to finally accomplish the goal the Vault has placed on him since he was a child.
He was supposed to finally feel worth something, to be happy.
Instead, he’s here, in the ruins of the Vault he has called his home his whole life, surrounded by blood and corpses and screams, while his best friend is being taken somewhere and there's a raider locked in his room.
#qsmp#qsmp fanfiction#fan fiction recommendations#ao3 link#t rating#qsmp fitmc#qsmp pactw#fitpac#hideduo#qsmp fitpac#qsmp hideduo#author: iridescentpull
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“Don’t you know I could die, Keeboy? Like if you don’t take care of me, I’ll die right here.” Kokichi’s voice was hoarse, and he forced a cough out of his congested chest to milk the demand. “You wouldn’t want to be held responsible, wou -” he choked on a real cough this time.
“Affirmative. I will do everything to keep you healthy while you are in my care.”
~ machiia, “What You Do for a Good Time”
This fic is everything you want out of a Hope’s Peak Academy AU! In a non-despair setting, all the characters are free to engage in troublesome shenanigans without a killing game to take the fun out of things. And if it’s shenanigans you’re looking for, Kokichi’s more than happy to deliver, even if he’s supposed to be sleeping off a nasty cold.
I would love to see more stories like this that are effective in keeping the reader’s attention while focusing simply on fluff and humor. There’s no need for a complex plot or serious conflict all the time— machiia clearly had fun with it, and they want the readers to have fun, too. Give it a read, especially if you need a smile today!
Rated T (dirty jokes)
5,686 words, 2/2 chapters
Completed 28 August 2019
~ Mod Equinox
#Saiouma#Oumasai#Fic recommendation#Multichapter#Completed work#Fluff#Established relationship#Hope's Peak Academy AU#T rating#Sickfic
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 名探偵コナン | Detective Conan | Case Closed, Magic Kaito
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Kudou Shinichi | Edogawa Conan/Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou Kid
Characters: Kudou Shinichi | Edogawa Conan, Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou Kid, Nakamori Aoko, Yokomizo Juugo, Jii Kounosuke, Agasa Hiroshi, Hakuba Saguru, And Assorted OCs
Additional Tags: Case Fic, Pre-Slash, Canon-Typical Violence, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Suicide Attempt, By an OC very briefly and not detailed, As part of the case fic, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Teenage Detective Kuroba Kaito, 8 inch tall Kudou Shinichi, Kaishin Secret Santa 2022
Summary:
“Think we can solve this before Hakuba gets here?”
“Let’s hope so,” the eight-inch-tall detective Kaito is keeping inside the hood of his sweatshirt says gravely.
A gift for @browa123! @dcmkkaishinevents
#ksss22#ksss22works#dcmk#kaishin#kuroba kaito#kudou shinichi#kaitou kid#dcmk kaishin events secret santa 2022#fanfic#my work#T rating#otp: meeting under the moonlight
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Toph has recurring nightmares about the time she almost fell off that airship. Some are worse than the others, but she can handle it. Tonight, the boy who saved her from that fate also happens to be there.
Toph POV(oice), Nightmares of the Trauuuuuuuma, READ....The tags, uwu <3
Was very happy to be FINALLY writing my favorit dirtgoblin's voice! Hope to only refine it more and more 🥹🥹
#swish writes things#toph beifong#atla#tokka#t rating#I don't have a ff tag RIP lmao#please read tags before proceeding bc it gets heavy there before the comfort!!!
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Cherries and Old Books
Series: Undertale Fic Requests, Part 1
Rating: T
Words: 976
Warnings: none
Relationship: Papyrus x Mettaton
Read on AO3
Papyrus and Mettaton end the perfect date in the perfect way.
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Mettaton sighed happily as he drove himself and Papyrus home for the night. They had only been boyfriends for three months, and they’d been spending almost every day of those three months spoiling each other silly.
Today had been no different.
Well, that wasn’t entirely true.
Today had been far more romantic than any other day they’d shared together.
They’d spent the afternoon at a day spa, getting manicures, pedicures, full body massages, seaweed wraps, the full works. Or at least Mettaton had gotten the full works; there was only so much that Papyrus could do, only being made of bones. He’d greatly enjoyed sitting, talking, and watching while Mettaton got his treatments done, though.
Then they’d gone to their homes momentarily to change into matching suits for a fancy dinner. Mettaton had picked up Papyrus and driven all the way to a restaurant on the harbor. There, they’d eaten dinner al fresco, the sun setting in the distance and stars appearing in the cloudless sky above them. They’d finished off with glasses of wine before paying the bill and going off to dance and walk through the gardens, laughing and conversing merrily, sometimes sneaking in a compliment or even flirting.
Now they were going home.
Mettaton heard Papyrus sigh beside him. He glanced over for a moment. The skeleton’s eyes were unfocused and he had the biggest, dumbest smile on his face, like he couldn’t stop thinking about the night he’d just had. Mettaton couldn’t help but smile as well. If he weren’t the one who had to drive them home safely, he’d be staring off into space and daydreaming, too.
Finally, they pulled up into Papyrus’s driveway. The house was totally dark, but that didn’t worry either of them—Sans was usually in bed for the night by this time.
“Shall I walk you up to the door?” Mettaton asked.
Papyrus blushed and smiled. “I would love that.”
So Mettaton helped Papyrus out of his car, and they linked arms all the way to the front door. Mettaton had just said his goodbyes and walked back down the porch steps when Papyrus asked, “Can I—?” and broke off.
Mettaton turned back. “Can you what?”
Papyrus shook his head, his soul pounding. “Never mind.”
“No, what is it you want?” Mettaton asked, coming back up to stand beside the skeleton. “It’s alright to want something, darling.”
“Oh… w-well…” Papyrus’s face was turning more orange by the minute. He rubbed the back of his skull before taking a deep breath. “Can I have a kiss?”
Mettaton froze for a second before laughing aloud. “Of course, sweetheart! Why would I say no to that? I’ve done it before!” And he planted a kiss on Papyrus’s cheekbone.
To his surprise, Papyrus didn’t seem satisfied. “That isn’t quite what I meant…” he mumbled.
It took a second, but Mettaton figured it out. “Oh…” he said, his voice dropping low. “You want a real kiss.”
Papyrus shrugged. “I mean, every kiss you’ve given me is a real kiss! I just—wanted—a special kind of kiss…” he trailed off.
Mettaton gently cupped Papyrus’s jaw in his hand. “Then you can have it.”
Both of them instinctively moved closer. Mettaton’s other hand came up to stroke Papyrus’s cheekbone, and Papyrus’s hands were resting at Mettaton’s waist.
When Mettaton’s lips met his skeleton’s smile, Papyrus thought he might collapse. The robot’s lips were so soft and warm, but firm and unrelenting. He could just taste the faintest bit of cherry on Mettaton’s breath. He smelled of roses and metal and everything good in the world.
Mettaton could feel every crack and ridge on Papyrus’s teeth. His smile was tough as rock, yet Mettaton felt like he could melt into it. The bone had no physical heat, yet seemed just as warm as his own lips. He could taste the wine they’d had earlier that night, and could smell the sharp scent of spices, and something he could only describe as the smell of an old book being opened for the first time in years.
When they finally broke apart, they could still only stand together, breathless, each feeling the other’s soul pounding through their chests. Neither of them had expected their first kiss to feel like this.
Papyrus swallowed. “That—th-that was—”
“Amazing,” Mettaton whispered.
“Yeah,” Papyrus breathed.
After a minute, Mettaton stroked the back of Papyrus’s skull. “I think I’d better be going home.”
“You could stay the night instead,” the skeleton blurted out, then turned an even brighter shade of orange than he already was.
Mettaton smiled. “Do you really want me to?”
Papyrus gulped. “Actually, maybe that’s a silly idea—you don’t even have any clothes here—”
“Lucky for you, I carry some spare clothes in my car all the time,” Mettaton laughed. “I would love to stay the night, especially if it means we could have… more of that.”
Papyrus couldn’t help but think how he wanted to taste the cherry on Mettaton’s lips again.
Mettaton couldn’t get that old-book smell out of his mind.
“Yeah… yeah, I want more of that too, I think,” Papyrus agreed.
“Well, then what are we waiting for?” Mettaton grabbed Papyrus’s hand and dragged him back to the car. “Help me get my clothes out of here and we can… we can do it again.”
They didn’t even have time to change their clothes before they gave in. They snuck down to the basement and collapsed on the pullout couch, too eager to get wrapped up in the feel of each other. Too excited to see each other’s blushing faces and hear each other’s quick, whispered breaths. Too thrilled to finally reach this next milestone in their relationship full of surprises and gifts and love.
Neither of them ever wanted to forget the taste of cherries and the scent of old books.
#fanfiction#undertale#papyton#papyrus#mettaton#undertale fic requests#canon universe#post pacifist#romance#fluff#mm#t rating#oneshot
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Prey 1/1 - Sterek Drabbles
Written for @sterekdrabbles - July 4: twig, radiate, support
Prey I 100. T. Violence.
There was a twig snapped behind him as Stiles turned around in panic, not knowing who was there.
Stiles tried to run but then he could feel the pain radiating in his back as he was shot.
Stiles fell to the ground, the pain was too much to handle.
Stiles sighed in relief when he heard the howl in the forest.
“You won’t get away with this.” Stiles teased the hunter as he crawled in the forest.
The hunter laid dead on the ground next to him.
Derek was right there, supporting and taking his pain, “You’ll be okay. Stiles”
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Poke’mon Mystery Dungeon: Story of Arceus - CH.5 RELEASED
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[[ CHAPTER 5 - OBSTRUCTION: READ NOW ON AO3 ]]
LINK: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41341986/chapters/104367054
‘Battered, bruised, Avery and Vizon return from Windscorch Mountain and learn the true nature of their mysterious attacker, Xamao. With the map taken and the villain's whereabouts unknown, Avery endeavors to face the grand obstacle of a Dragonite once more.
However, during a night of relaxation with his fellow guildmembers, Avery may just discover the obstacles he faces aren't just those he squares off with in a dungeon...‘
[Co-Authored by Campix. Updates on weekends unless on break.]
(Chapter Images Below~!)
#pokemon mystery dungeon#poke'mon mystery dungeon#PMD#PMD story#fanfic#Story of Arceus#weekly#writing#t rating
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Crowley is on an important mission to spoil his angel. Incidental good deeds for the humans on his way are entirely accidental, of course.
Fluff ahead!
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I’m very passionate about the price of the Costco hotdog
#my art#graphic design#artists on tumblr#im thinking about putting this on a t shirt or tote bag?#also fun fact costco is so committed to the hotdog being 1.50 that its 1.50 in canada as well#the price hasnt been adjusted for the exchange rate#so technically its even CHEAPER here which is insane#anyways i love u costco hot dog. beloved
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balls
#mcsos#sos smp#minecraft sos#solidaritygaming#mythicalsausage#theorionsound#i'm going to transcribe this it's just that every time i watch this video (many times today) i end up crying for real#why did you just read it like a teleprompter you IDIOT#note for the kids out there this one is rated T for Teen. and B for Balls
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When Your Platonic Husband Forgets to Tell You He's a Vampire by Mind_Boi
Oneshot | T | 3,900
Hurt/Comfort | Fluff | Angst | Vampire Missa
It was weird. He really couldn't tell what was making Chayanne sick.
“Chayanne, bud, do you wanna try and eat something?” Phil asked. He really hoped that he would.
Chayanne responded by moving around, and sitting up so that he could eat the food. He didn’t look as great as he did the day before, a tiny bit paler but just barely. His normal tan looked like it had dropped a shade or two. Which was definitely the most concerning part. He was pale and food wasn’t helping him. That really wasn’t good. He hoped that this illness wasn't as bad as it seemed.
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Or: the longer a parent sticks around the more features of them the egg gains, and Phil is finding out about one that he didn't know existed now that Missa is around more often.
#qsmp#qsmp fanfiction#fan fiction recommendations#ao3 link#t rating#qsmp pissa#qsmp deathduo#qsmp philza#qsmp missa#qsmp chayanne#pissa#deathduo#qsmp death family#author: Mind_Boi
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“Kokichi has lived in his new apartment for three weeks before he sets it on fire.”
~ Orphaned work, “The Way to a Man's Heart (is through his stomach)”
If it’s baking fluff you’re looking for, then this multichapter is about as much as you can get of either. The idea is relatively simple; Shuichi’s new neighbor proves to be less than exemplary at cooking, so Shuichi offers to give him cooking lessons. It’s adorable and fun, with some cute subplots mixed in: a birthday party, a cardboard cutout of Rantaro, and DICE’s usual unspeakable crimes.
This is a charming fic and a nice exploration of how Shuichi and Kokichi’s relationship might develop outside of the killing game. The strangers-to-lovers is realistically paced and fun to watch develop, and you’ll learn a thing or two about cooking along the way.
Rated T
28,220 words, 7/7 chapters
Completed 10 February 2019
~Mod Ice
#Saiouma#Oumasai#Fic recommendation#Multichapter#Completed work#Fluff#Non-despair AU#T rating#Baking fluff
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Dark Half - Stephen King, Needful Things - Stephen King, The Dark Half (1993)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Thad Beaumont/Alan Pangborn
Characters: Alan Pangborn, Thad Beaumont, George Stark (mentioned), Liz Beaumont
Additional Tags: Yuletide 2023, 5+1 Things, Between The Dark Half and Needful Things, Canonical Character Death, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Face Punching, First Aid, References to Depression, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Hurt No Comfort, Glass shard wounds, Wakes & Funerals, Mental Breakdown
Summary:
(noun): the loss or lack of the ability to understand the form and nature of objects that are touched without other input, such as visual or sensory information.
Five times Alan and Thad held hands, and one time they didn't.
#the dark half#needful things#thad/alan#thad beaumont#alan pangborn#stephen king#fanfic#my work#T rating#tw: suicidal thoughts#please mind the tags#yuletide 2023#my first yuletide entry!
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not to be dramatic but David Tennant sprinting around the TARDIS laughing with joy cured my depression
#doctor who#david tennant#the star beast#10th doctor#14th doctor#donna noble#doctor donna#Catherine rate#russel t davies
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#archive of our own#ao3 quotes#ao3 stuff#archive of our own quotes#fanfic#fanfic quotes#funny#ao3#ao3 tags#reccommended#darubyprincxx#rated t for trauma#honestly that’s fair#most of my fics#i love my characters#but I also must traumatize them#it’s for the DEVELOPMENT#(and also the drama but whatever)
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A Man in the Window 1/1 - Steter Week, Day 3
Written for @steterweek, day 3 for visual prompt
Rate: T
Warning: Alternate Universe, Alpha Peter Hale, Beta Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Beta Derek Hale, Sheriff Stilinski's Name is John, Spark Stiles Stilinski, Presumed Dead, Blood, Steter Week 2022, Pre-Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski
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