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the lack of miki on this website annoys me so here you all go 🫶
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Printed myself up two copies of my own fic as a self indulgent keep sake. I don't know if I'll ever be able to write anything this long ever again. But now I can hold in my hands evidence that I did it once.
Writing this story meant a lot to me.
Huge shout out to @princip1914 for dragging me through it line edit by line edit. A bro for life.
And thanks to @pyracantha14 for the beautiful colour cover.
You can read the fic here if you're interested!
#good omens#ineffable husbands#go fanfic#my fic#this is for your own good#i wrote a thing one time#and all my friends helped me through it for two years#what gems
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Febuwhump Day 24 - I'm Doing This Because I Care About You
From The Queen of Lies:
“Baden,” Bree said, her heart pounding although she did not know why it protested so at the invitation, “I want to go home. Please. Now.”
But Baden said, “Once I am convinced of your good health, Breanna.”
“I’m not hurt,” she said, pulling away from the door. “You heard what Dr. Gysborne said. The cut is healing. Please. Let’s go home.”
He jolted her forward with an impatient sigh. “Come along.” As they crossed the threshold, the wind began to howl outside, and the rain began to fall in a violent barrage once again. “This is for your own good.”
#febuwhump#lps the queen of lies#I'm doing this because I care about you#this is for your own good#tw abusive relationship#fear#whump#whump writing#lady whump#febuwhump cheater
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So if you havent noticed, i have been dragged into Rise of the TMNT. I dont know how this happened. It wasnt on purpose.
Several turtle fics incoming. Take cover.
#looking at these turtles with malice in my heart#sorry boys. i have a brand.#AND KM DOING SCI FI THIS TIME :DDD#i have two fics current underway#one of which i WANT to start posting before February#throws donnie into a washing machine spin cycle#this is for your own good#ANYWAYS IF YALL WANNA DO THE EMOJI GAME WITH MY TURTLE FICS 😳😳😳#recap for anyone who is new#send me an emoji via askbox#and i’ll respond with a WIP snippet i think matches the emoji#havent done this in a hot minute lets GOOOO#cece writes#rottmnt#rise tmnt#rottmnt fic#fanfic#fanfiction#writing
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Hey I think that it's cool that a lot of people want headpats but if you pat my head I'll go violent no thanks YOU'LL STEAL MY COOTIES THEY ARE MINE AND MINE ALONE
#Hugging is fine#But nobody gets to touch my hair but my mom#This is for your own good#I am a sad miserable creature#With horrible hair#And cooties
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"I'm starting to read If We Were Villains-"
Nah, put the book down. It's for your own good.
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So I just saw a recording of Mark’s ig live of him showing his daughter, Willow, singing on tiktok. I checked her tiktok and omg she looks so grown up now 😭 I mean I just follow Take That since 2018 but every pictures of Mark’s kids online are when they were still kids but ofc it was already 10 years ago since public appearance of his family ofc his kids are no longer kids 😭 but I still feel called out old in so many ways 😭😭😭
Willow was born around The Circus era right? That means she is…holy shit she’s 14??? 😭😭😭
#mark owen#take that#willow owen if you open tumblr and see this post please for your own good don’t go need your dad’s and his band’s tag 🥲🙏#this is for your own good#sincerely from thatters of tumblr (p.s the anomaly take that fans who should’ve not become their fans except we do)#in answer to previous reblog ofc she looks the kind who would answer her dad’s question over fanfictions 😀
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part 1 | part 2
- lingering ghosts, and past battles that have yet to be won.
maria bday 2022 (she’s officially born!!!)
#maria cadenzavna eve#symphogear#kirika akatsuki#shirabe tsukuyomi#serena cadenzavna eve#senki zesshou symphogear#doodles#comics#blood#happy bday maria :)!!#this is for your own good
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Reading Season 1: Omg this is so good I love the cute and fluffy feels all around the story Ah ah ah! Poor ML get spoiled rotten so that your don't turn evil!
Reading Season 2: All I know is pain and suffering
#neverming reading something without spoilers is freakingly good#im not going to reveal the series#this is for your own good
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BTHB: This is For Your Own Good
For Liam and Delilah, “This is for Your Own Good” from @badthingshappenbingo! Huge thank to @brutal-nemesis for the request :)
Requests are open! Filled means it’s finished, open means requested. Hearts are Liam and Delilah, lightning bolts are for Freddy and T, and stars are for August.
Tagging fairytale friends - @whump-for-all-and-all-for-whump, @lonesome–hunter, @diyalogues, @deluxewhump, @hearse-song, @pumpkin-spice-whump, @whumpy-writings, @warm-my-whumpee-heart
CW: male whumpee, female whumper, creepy whumper, forced labor, long term captivity, thinking about death, threats, digging own grave (maybe) (I won’t tell you yet if that’s what he’s doing sorry), big whumpee/little whumper dynamics
Above Liam, Delilah sighs, an utterly disgusted sound. The crackle of the Taser fills the air, and Liam squeezes his eyes shut, bracing for the flood of electricity, the pain. Instead, Liam would swear he hears her pause and think about it.
Then she grunts. “Take off the stupid blindfold.”
Not wanting to give her an instant to change her mind, Liam sits up fast and scrapes his fingernails across his cheeks trying to get under the blindfold cutting into his face. “Thank you!” he remembers to tell her, voice fervent, but she just snorts. He nearly draws blood in his eagerness, and when the blindfold finally does slide off, the world around him is too bright. Hissing, squinting, Liam waits, still on hands and knees, for his eyes to adjust. He’s just turned his face toward Delilah when she thrusts her hand out at him, and there’s a shovel in it.
Mouth falling open, Liam gazes mutely up at Delilah. Yet again, she’s dressed in a floral sundress, and he can see the goosebumps standing out on her pale legs. The cornflower blue fabric billows around her motionless body, and it’s eerie seeing the fabric shift and move while she stands so statue-still. Her tiny, little white hand makes the shovel look huge and brutal.
“What…” Liam swallows hard. “What’s that…”
He knows what it’s for. Liam knows.
“Dig,” she tells him, voice toneless. Climbing to his feet, Liam takes the shovel and then just stares for a moment.
It’s still wintry enough in this part of the world that the trees are all bare. They stretch away on every side. The undergrowth is brown, the ground beneath Liam brown, and the sky above, nothing but gray. Is this where his corpse is going to rot? Is this where his bones are going to return to the earth? Liam has never thought about where he’d like his body to lie, but this barren stretch of ground is so impersonal. So far away from everything and everyone he loves.
Behind him, Delilah clears her throat impatiently. The Taser is out in her hand, pointing toward Liam. He wonders briefly if he could get the best of her with the shovel maybe – but he has no idea where he is, and no shoes on. He hasn’t eaten properly in weeks. She has the Taser, and she’s so…small, standing there. Could he really bring down a shovel on her head?
“Dig.”
And Liam does. The work warms him up fast, and he starts to sweat as he buries the head of the shovel and draws it back down. A few inches down, the soil still crunches with frost. His muscles tremble long before he’s used to, and the amount of strength he’s lost makes Liam grimace. This frail, skinny, body hardly feels like his own. Maybe that’s the real reason Delilah is getting rid of him, he thinks, grinning darkly to himself. Without the muscles, he’s probably not very good-looking, anymore.
The smile slides off his face quickly. The idea that he’s digging his own grave – that he’ll never see his mom again, or Katie, or any of his friends. He’ll never eat another cheeseburger, or get drunk, or go for a good long run. His hands start to shake around the handle of the shovel. His breath catches. He doesn’t want to die. The apathy that held him down just a few minutes ago has gone, leaving the familiar, stubborn, desperate will to live that has animated him all these months. He doesn’t want to die. Liam doesn’t want to die.
It takes hours, and more than a few times, Liam stops to heave air into his exhausted lungs, or to stretch, or to rest his aching arms and back. Blisters rise on his palms, and then they burst. Above and behind him, Delilah is silent, watchful. Every time he looks up, he sees the Taser still in her hand. A few times, he tries to start a conversation, but she says nothing in return – except once.
It’s not a real attempt at making conversation. It’s more of an accident when he lets the question slip. Liam is taking a break, wiping sweat from his brow, and leaning heavily on the shovel. His back aches and his hands hurt and even though he knows the answer, he mutters the question in a despairing tone. “Why are you doing this?”
Above him, Delilah lets out a sound that’s almost a laugh. “It’s for you, darling. It’s for your own good.”
Mouth dry, Liam searches for words. “What…” He swallows. “What do you mean?”
“Don’t you trust me?” Delilah’s voice is light.
No. “Yes, I…of course I trust you.”
“Good. Keep digging.”
The words are on Liam’s tongue. Are you going to kill me? For a long moment, he hangs there, in the seconds before speaking.
Then, wordless, he picks up the shovel. The smooth, sanded wood of the handle feels like sandpaper against Liam’s blistered hands. His shoulders and back ignite with fiery ache as he bends to the work once more. In the end, he doesn’t ask. It’s not because he’s afraid to, more because he knows that whatever the answer might be, there’s not a damn thing that he can do about it.
#male whumpee#female whumper#liam and delilah#creepy whumper#long term captivity#forced labor#threats#thoughts of death#forced to dig own grave#bad things happen bingo#bthb#bthb: this is for your own good#this is for your own good#bad things happen bingo: this is for your own good#ocs#big whumpee#little whumper
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“Give me your TMI” ?? Besties I don’t think you want that, for I am deeply disturbed
#this is for your own good#trust me#stray kidz#stray kids#maxident#bang chan#hyunjin#i.n#skz felix#changbin#han jisung#lee know#seungmin#skz#K-pop#i don’t think they want me to trauma dump on them lmao
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hey whatever you do don’t listen to reckless driving by lizzy mcalpine while thinking of ineffable husbands. specifically not with aziraphale as lizzy and crowley as ben thinking of “you go to fast for me”
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This is For Your Own Good - Chapter 20: Epilogue
The final chapter -
The shop bell rang, drawing Aziraphale out from the back. He wasn’t paying attention, smiling to himself. He couldn’t have said about what. It had become familiar. Smiling. His chest expanded, contracted. Easy.
He looked up.
Gabriel. Michael. Sandalphon. Uriel.
A razor sharp line, blocking the door.
continue reading on ao3
or start from chapter one
thank you for joining me on this
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Blank blogs or blogs that don’t have ages in the WILL BE BLOCKED
#this is an 18+ blog#I don’t have much smut but there are many that contain allusions of them#if you are a minor GET OFF OF HERE#sorry if that was harsh-I LOVE YOU#BUT PLEASE#this is for your own good#Pav rambles
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squeezes the alex tiddies like stress toys
thundering, deafening clap as the titanic tiddies collide.
❝ MORTAL, DOTH THOU DAREST TREAD THIS LAND OF LEGENDS, HOME OF GODS, AND SEIZE THE TIDDYTH UNTO THY MEAGER GRASP? ❞
#𝐕𝐈𝐈. ANSWERED.#𝐗𝐈𝐈𝐈. SHITPOST.#w4rfare#the last thing you see before he crushes you between them#they were not meant for mortal hands & eyes#this is for your own good
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My elderly CKD-afflicted cat all like “...oh but I think I could rise from my sickbed for some chicken...” 🥺 (but not for her prescription wet food that will make her feel better, oh no, of course not)
Watering at home is helping (and getting easier), but I suspect we’re also gonna have to put her on appetite stimulants/anti-nausea drugs until we can get her more stabilized and eating well again
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