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radiant-reid · 11 months

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Summary: You and Spencer don't realize how many of your not-safe-for-work conversations have been on the FBI's radar until a memo gets distributed

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Content Warning: NSFW (18+) themes

Similar to how it's never good to get called into the principal's office, it's never good when Hotch calls a meeting in the middle of the day. With no case, active or pending, curious looks get exchanged before the team when Hotch speaks from the landing before you all climb the stairs and follow Hotch to the boardroom.

Spencer slyly sits next to you, pretending he didn't notice Morgan was going to sit there. He taps your foot under the table, which you didn't understand could be flirtatious before you met Spencer.

Always a straight shooter (metaphorically and literally), Hotch doesn't waste any time. He hands a copy of a stapled stack of paper to each of you but stays standing, hinting that it will be a quick meeting. Thankfully, that means nothing is wrong.

Your eyes widen when you read the cover page: Sexual Harassment Memorandum.

A tiny giggle escapes JJ's lips as everyone looks at Penelope and Morgan, who are likely the guilty parties. They both look a little nervous, Penelope grimacing while Morgan stiffens in his seat.

"The brass has caught on to some less-than-work-appropriate language used by members of this team," Hotch informs you all. "And, although we have more important things to do like saving lives, they want this memo of inappropriate language examples distributed."

Besides the hilariousness of the passive-aggressive telling-off, it amuses you that Hotch thinks it's a waste of time.

"Please read through it and refrain from using these words when there's an outside audience." He finishes.

"That outside audience being Erin Strauss," Rossi comments in a low enough whisper Hotch can pretend he didn't hear the insult at his superior.

"That's all." Hotch wraps up the meeting before leaving the room, presumably to finish work that's actually important.

Everyone's wearing amused grins when Hotch leaves. "Busted." Rossi sing-songs to Morgan and Penelope, who are looking very guilty. "Have fun, kids." He laughs before leaving the room.

You notice the thickness of the new list of forbidden phrases. "Damn, how much flirting have you two done since the last time you got in trouble with HR?" You joke, earning a laugh from the table.

The list is amusing to read, everyone laughing at the memories. It was definitely not HR's intent, but it breaks up the monotonous day.

Reading pages ahead, Spencer stiffens next to you, and you're on edge about what he's read. After eight years, he's heard some lewd things come out of Penelope and Morgan's mouths, so it's unlikely one of their comments would have phased him.

You see it when you skim-read a few quotes: you looked sexy in your glasses earlier. You can remember exactly when you typed that. It was a stakeout where you were assigned to sit in a car with Morgan while Spencer sat with Emily, and you were so bored you thought you'd flirt with your boyfriend. It's not too revealing regarding who it was about, and Penelope wears glasses, so hopefully, it goes unnoticed.

It doesn't.

"Wait, I never said that," Morgan says, finger hovering over the quote.

"Which one?" Emily asks, intrigued.

"You looked sexy in your glasses earlier." He repeats what you'd texted Spencer, busting you both. You kick him under the table when you notice the blush spreading around your boyfriend's neck.

The rest of the team is puzzled, not understanding how it couldn't be them. "Are the rest yours?" Emily asks.

"You're on my most-wanted list." Morgan reads the contents of the email Spencer sent you with an attachment to the FBI's updated most wanted list. That one was situationally inappropriate, but you deleted it twice and told Spencer to do the same, so you're not sure how they got it.

They read through a few more that aren’t theirs, and you grow increasingly worried about how curious they will be. There’s no chance they’ll let it go. As profilers, won’t take them long to figure it out, especially when your boyfriend is blushing like a maniac next to you, no matter how much you kick him under the table.

The most damming one is on the last page: that sweater vest is very sexy. Olive green is your color. It’s from a few weeks ago, spoken over Spencer’s earpiece as he infiltrated a poker competition to apprehend an UnSub.

“This is about you.” Emily immediately picks up, looking at Spencer.

“Yeah, and you wore your glasses a couple of months ago,” Penelope remembers. Although he played it off like his contact lenses didn’t get delivered before he ran out, it was really because he left them at his apartment when he stayed at yours one night and you distracted him for so long in the morning that he didn’t have time to get any.

Spencer cringes, looking totally guilty. There’s no point in denying it, so Morgan lays into the next part of the mystery. “Who’s the lucky girl?”

That’s much easier to solve when there are four women around the table, and Penelope couldn’t be sexually attracted to him, JJ’s married, and Emily’s like his big sister, so that leaves you.

“No way!” Penelope squeals excitedly, clearly thrilled by this big reveal.

“Some of this is filthy,” Emily says, pointing out some very dirty messages. They were mostly over phone calls which is why you didn’t think they could be tracked.

You bite your bottom lip, eyes flicking to Spencer. He’s as amused as he is embarrassed. “Surprise?” He jokes to reveal your relationship.

You smirk, joining him in his unashamed stance. It’s not your fault the FBI won’t overlook your occasional flirting. “It’s worse on our personal phones.” You assure them.

“I want to know everything,” Penelope tells you. “We’re having girls’ night ASAP.”

It’s not the reaction you imagine, but Spencer shrugs. He has been reassured countless times that he leaves you more than satisfied in bed. “Just remember you’ll have to look at me the next day.” He warns the BAU ladies who are desperate to hear the insider details of your relationship.

It's a good point to consider but the gossip is too tempting. “Tonight.” Penelope decides.

You laugh at her eagerness, nodding. “Let’s do it.”

#spencer reid #criminal minds #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid blurb #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid fic #spencer reid one shot

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maniculum · 8 days

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Passed my dissertation today. Pending some university paperwork, I am now a PhD.

(I know personal updates are not the usual content on this blog, but after years of working on the damned thing, I am compelled to share my relief at it being finally done.)

#personal

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octuscle · 8 months

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Chronivac Support! Help! I, out of curiosity, started tinkering with settings. I accidentally fucked up the range! It keeps saying “Error: Range at maximum, unable to decrease range at this time. Error code R-408, please contact Chronivac Support”. What’s the maximum range?!? Because I also accidentally hit the “alpha Arab” preset under the popular presets thing!

…so, how badly did I mess things up? Is everyone on my block going to change? Everyone in my neighborhood? Or did I really, really screw things up even more?

Well… What can I say… We already had a quite similar case…

However, I had hoped that after the experience we had there, the possibility of mass changes would have been deactivated… Obviously the automatic update did not work for you. And now we are in trouble! At least I was able to stop all pending transformations. And that were DAMN many!

Unfortunately, there are also a lot of transformations running within a radius of 5,000 km around your location. There are really many of them. In the meantime, I have found out that usually random people were selected for the transformation and this then "infected" people in their immediate vicinity. Here, for example, it hit the chess club of a small town in northern Spain. The transformation has progressed to different degrees. Not everyone has a beard yet… But all are already cut and are on the way to the sunset prayer. When the prayer is over, the man in the middle will be the muezzin of his congregation. And the four other students of a Koran school. With takke on their heads and bushy full beards.

These two guys here worked in Bavaria as social workers in a project for young people. The transformation on the body has only begun, in mind it is already quite far advanced. Neither of them speaks a word of German anymore. At most, they still speak a gibberish that is made up of German, Turkish and Arabic. And they are no longer interested in the socialization of young people. Their lives now take place only between the gym, the shisha bar and the car-tuning garage where they work. It won't be long before they're casually hanging their monstrous arms out of the windows while cruising in their show-off cars.

And really hard hit was this cricket team in Bath in southern England. Not much is left of the snow-white clothing. The audience has also been hit hard. Turkish oil wrestling is on its way to becoming the new English national sport.

Amazing enough: you are obviously not a bit concerned…. But if you're into cut dicks of Arab alpha stallions, you'll have plenty to choose from in the near future. And I've got a hell of a lot to do to fix the mess you've made.

Pictures are from @lovelyangryheart and @kiffarab

#male tf #muscle tf #reality change #chronivac #male transformation #muscle transformation #race change

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forbidden-sin-bin · 1 year

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Welcome To:

Forbidden-Sin-Bin’s Masterlist of… Masterlists

Here you will find links to ALL of my works. Take a look if you’d like and enjoy reading! As of right now… it’s literally just Eminem lmao

(Anything underlined are direct links to my works!)

(NSFW fics will be labelled as such)

Last updated: 03/03/23

Marshall Bruce Mathers III, AKA. Eminem

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By Your Side

Rating: M and E for Mature and Explicit

Warnings: Mental health, trauma, violence, profanity, slurs, mentions and depictions of drug abuse, graphic depictions and mentions of abuse/toxicity, and eventual sexual content.

Notes/Keywords: Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Idiots In Love, Idiots To Lovers, Coming Of Age, Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Relationship, Eventual Smut, Reader Needs Therapy, Poor Life Choices, Friends First And Foremost, Fucking Comes Later, Eventual Healthy Relationships, Keyword: Eventually

Status: Ongoing

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-One Shots/Drabbles-

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*** - Smut

***Heat

Summary: Your love for each other is feral.

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: SMUT. VERY FILTHY SMUT. Mentions and descriptions of a panic attack/dissociation and self-deprecating thoughts.

Keywords: Plot what plot/P*rn without plot, sexual content, Smut, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Angst, DFAB!Reader, unprotected sex, established relationship, Oral (receiving and giving), DOGGYSTYLE, PRONEBONE, breeding kink, slight choking, insult flirting, Author is going to hell and it’s partially the Tumblr fam’s fault.

Status: Posted

Shoutout

(Requested)

Summary: After being together for so long, somehow evading the world for years, Marshall decides to take the big reveal of your relationship into his own hands.

Rating: General

Warnings: None.

Keywords: Fluff, Rock n Roll hall of fame ceremony, established relationships, author blames the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame ceremony for this

Status: Pending

Filter

(Requested)

Summary: After being hired to do a photoshoot for Eminem’s album, Recovery, the two of you seem to just click like a camera.

Rating: Mature

Warnings: None

Keywords: Photographer!Y/N, fluff, flirting, photoshoot, 2010!Marshall, hey Alexa play Filter by Jimin, sexual tension go brrrrrr-

Status: Pending

***Purr Kitten

(Requested)

Summary: He would get down on his knees for you; Anytime, anywhere. Because you would do the same. It’s about time he gives you the worshipping you deserve.

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Filthy smut (oral, female receiving) Thirsty fuckers beware

Keywords: Smut, oral, female receiving, established relationship, author is going to hell and it’s entirely the Tumblr fam’s fault

Status: Pending

Bury Your Face

(Summary:) Marshall’s always been the one who’s taking care of others; always being the leader, the dominant figure. But what happens when you, his significant other, take care of him?

Rating: General

Warnings: Mentions of anxiety and outdated views on masculinity/femininity

Keywords: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, established relationship, EMOTIONAL DAMAGE, eventual fluff, remember kids: being emotional and empathetic does not make you weak or a target, anyways someone give this guy a hug, author is going to hell for being an overly empathic analyst

Status: Pending

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Wearing the Glasses

Summary: Just some ideas on what life would be like with him when he wears the glasses, those damn glasses.

Rating: General

Warnings: Very slight mentions of sexual content

Notes/Keywords: Fluff, slice of life, headcanons, established relationships, author blames the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame ceremony for this

Status: Posted

New Life

(Requested)

Summary: Hc’s on Marshall’s reaction to your pregnancy, all the way up till your baby’s birth.

Rating: Mature

Content Warnings: Pregnancy, pregnancy kinks (plus similar ones) and childbirth. Many, many implications of smut and sexual content. Rest assured there’s an equal amount of fluff that’ll disintegrate your jaw. Mentions of Postnatal Depression.

Notes/Keywords: Fluff, suggestive, headcanons, slice of life, established relationships, slight angst, jaw-necrotic fluff

Status: Pending

#sin bin masterlist #masterlist #guide #eminem x reader #marshall mathers x reader

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raccoonfallsharder · 6 months

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Window Across the Galaxy ✧*:･ﾟ updated 10/26

18+ only | rocket x oc | 17/26 Chapters | WIP | Word Count: pending.

girl falls first; racoon falls harder.

His head is down, and she can see the sullen set of his shoulders. Jolie sets Groot onto the floor gently, and he gallops over to his adopted father and climbs onto a couple crates next to Rocket to watch him while he works. Should she say good morning? Will that just annoy him more? She’s hurt and scared, yes, and even a little annoyed in her more practical moments. But she reminds herself, again, that what this is really a result of - probably, mostly - is Rocket being frightened or wounded, and she doesn’t want him to be alone in that. But he doesn’t exactly look receptive right now. She chews her lip, then winces and shakes her head, and tries to distract herself by doing a quick check on the kitchen cabinets. Most of the dishware is anchored down in the built-in, padded racks that come standard-issue in ships these days, but a few of the plates are chipped on the edges, and one of the new glasses is cracked down the middle. She tosses the glass into the compressor. All in all, the damage is less than she’d expected, and most things are salvageable. She hesitates, then heads to the hold, peering out into the forest, toward the spaceship Ego left behind. Rocket doesn’t spare her a glance.

[NEW 10/26] ✧･ﾟ:*Chapter XVII. A Seedling. A Fox. A Little Girl. in which the party is divided.

lots of angst. healing isn't linear but rocket is in a much better position to come back from the consequences of his actions now than he was way back when they were on conjunction. unfortunately there's never enough time for these things, is there ~ ♡

General summary/notes + links to recently preceding chapters behind the cut. let me know via comment, message, or ask if you'd like to be added or removed from my fanfic taglist ♡

Rocket is captured by a Ravager crew hoping to get rich off the excessively large bounty on his head. Throwing a wrench in everyone’s plans is the Terran girl they hired to do some freelance assessing on a recent haul of goods they’ve seized from a Xandaran luxury liner. Oops.

slight AU starting pre-GOTG volume 1 (but will hit most of the same major plot points). slow burn + eventual smut with a lot of pining in the middle. kinda enemies-to-lovers? (but only one of these idiots thinks they're enemies). let me be real with you: this fic is really about wish-fulfillment. not just the eventual smut (but that too). mostly i just want someone to be nice to my best boy raccoon

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Chapter I. A Delicacy. in which our reluctant heroes meet atop a crate of Sovereign porn in the bowels of a Ravager ship.

Chapter II. Monster For A Pet. in which one hero wrestles with his inner Groot, and the other is quite possibly a moron.

Chapter III. A Kindness. in which Rocket gets in his own damn way: not for the first time, and certainly not for the last.

Chapter IV. Got There First. in which our heroes obtain an arsenal and street food.

Chapter V. Things No-One Has Said Before. in which one hero refuses to babysit and the other refuses to leave.

Chapter VI. Two and a Half Billion Units. in which we lean into the “they were roommates” trope. Jolie has misgivings, while Rocket has fantasies - about getting rich, of course.

Chapter VII. I'm Here. in which we visit Knowhere.

Chapter VIII. The Care & Feeding of Human Pets. in which our heroes practice breathing and we lean into a new trope: “there was (technically) one bed.”

Chapter IX. Scrapmetal and a Dream. in which we redefine homemaking.

Chapter X. Thin Fucking Ice.in which our heroes get fucked. Not in the good way.

Chapter XI. Let It Be .in which Xandar is saved and good lives are lost.

Chapter XII. So Much It Hurts. in which we try not to fuck up the vibes.

Chapter XIII. Don’t Wait. in which a lost sister is found and Drax grapples with the concept of sarcasm.

Chapter XIV. Exactly Like a Flower. in which comfort is shared.

Chapter XV: Galaxy-Breaking Shit. in which more comfort is shared, and life is good. Briefly.

Chapter XVI. Run. in which Rocket falls victim to his superstitions.

Chapter XVII. A Seedling. A Fox. A Little Girl. in which the party is divided.

Chapter XVIII. I Happen to Know a Guy. in which our heroes get fucked. Again. Still not in the good way.

Chapter XIX. He Was Loved. in which a planet is killed, a friend is made and lost, and nobody still has any frickin’ tape.

Chapter XX. Some Nerve. in which an ultimatum is given.

Chapter XXI.

Chapter XXII.

Chapter XXIII.

Chapter XXIV.

Chapter XXV.

Chapter XXVI.

Epilogue: Interviewing Rocket & Jo. ten years after Window ends. short/drabbly, silly fluff.

taglist ♡ @evolvingchaoswitch ♡ @wren-phoenix ♡ @pretty-chips ♡ @suicidalshitstick

#rocket raccoon fanfiction #window across the galaxy #rocket x oc #eventual smut #slow burn #enemies to friends to lovers #rocket raccoon #angst with a happy ending #rocket raccoon x oc #gotg fanfiction #guardians of the galaxy #rocket x you #romance #ao3 author

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mamamittens · 25 days

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Oh SHIT Sale

Well!

Uh, good news first! I’m okay, and will likely be okay, things just suddenly got very… unfortunate. In a very rapid amount of time. I'm going to need to step carefully for the foreseeable future or there will be problems.

So, here’s the deal. I need money. And the sooner I get on that, the better I’ll feel in general. I won’t go into detail to keep this as ‘guilt-trippy’ free as possible but, the household income (not from me) just dropped and I’m hopeful that it will recover soon but the job market is… lacking. To be blunt.

Now, I’m not expecting people to just give me money. So, I’m doing a bit of a sale.

Typically, commissions are $1 for 100 SFW words and $2 for 100 NSFW words. (So, $30 for 3K SFW commission and $30 for 1.5K NSFW commission).

For now, that price will be halved.

So, for a limited time, $1 will get you 200 SFW commissioned words and $2 will get you 200. Or just $0.50 for 100 SFW words and a $1 for 100 NSFW words if you prefer to think of it that way.

Can’t think of any prompt for a commission? Why, you can just shove that money into a pending work I already have and just… haven’t updated. Sponsor a chapter, so to speak.

Now, please understand, I would ordinarily never. Do. This.

My fanfiction is, generally, for free because it’s a passion of mine for as long as the passion survives. And considering how personally I take my stories, I would never ordinarily put a paywall in front of chapters or compromise my earnest passion for monetary gain in an already established fanfic. I started these stories because I had a deep desire to tell them. To tell my stories. And you, the general audience, are free to enjoy them for as long as I am capable of writing them and posting them online.

As such, in the case of this option, it won’t be treated the same as a commission. A chapter will have a flat rate. Let’s say… $20 bucks upfront (commissions may still be half upfront and the other half upon completion but I would appreciate it during these trying times if the full amount could be paid all at once). And then I really have to do it damnit, inspiration be damned.

You're basically paying to shove my nose into the story and write damnit.

Nothing quite like brokenness to inspire, I suppose. You can chose the story, naturally, and how many chapters, but that’s it. I can’t in good conscious and without feeling more gross than I already do, compromise more. If I reach the end of the story… we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, but I do believe I’ll refund the appropriate amount or you may transfer that to a different story as you please.

I sincerely hope you understand.

This is in NO WAY a reflection of how I WANT to write fanfiction. And it will not persist once the current issue is resolved.

How long is this “Oh shit” sale going?

Well, as long as it has to, to be honest. If, somehow, all my monetary problems are solved before any of the comms are complete, then that money just goes to my credit card bill. Something I’ve needed to whittle down for a while but haven’t been able to and definitely adds to the amount the household ultimately needs to keep churning.

For simplicity, I’ll do slots to be filled. That and it’ll keep everything organized. Once the slots are filled, I’ll close the “Oh shit” sale until it’s done so I don't end up with a massive pile of work to stress over.

First come, first serve, and if you just want to send some love my way in the form of money, I have a Ko-fi, which is what I’ll be paid through regardless for simplicities sake.

Keep in mind normal commission rules apply, including concerning NSFW content, commissioner ages, and character ages. And kinks. I WILL refund money if it has been preemptively sent before the details have been ironed out. Please wait until I have confirmed I can do it before sending any money, barring tips, which are greatly appreciated if possible.

Writing commissions:

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Story sponsoring:

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#open commissions #i feel gross already but... well it is what it is #I do not like this #In any sense of the word #but i'd like to pay my bills and every bit helps #mittens update

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everthewip · 10 months

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Hello, I'm Everilde (or Ash, as some know me best)! I have been writing all my life, but this is the first time I've ever created a Tumblr for it. I currently write fanfiction and post on AO3, but wanted a space with more community, where I could share my other WIPs and original fiction. Expect to find info on those, fanfic updates, and various other things here. I'm looking forward to experiencing this writing community and finding new stories to read and writers to follow!

About Me

Age: 31

Pronouns: She/Her

Likes: Writing & reading (obviously), digital art, video games, tarot, art journaling, dungeons & dragons, cartoons (never too old!), coffee, animals, and so much more.

What I Write:

Mainly Fantasy, Romance, Adventure… typically all at once. I write fanfiction as well, usually about video games I love. I also enjoy writing short scenes based on dreams I have, but I usually don't categorize those under specific genres.

Do note: My stories sometimes contain adult themes and nsfw content. Violence may also appear depending on the setting, but I am highly unlikely to write anything too detailed and gory.

WIPs under the cut!

I am still setting my blog up, so my pages dedicated to these works are not complete. I'll make proper WIP intro posts for each as I finish their pages!

(the most prominent right now)

Fanfics -

Dawns in Fire: A Skyrim Story

Follows the typical Skyrim main story (with various alterations).

A prostitute from Solitude has her life turned upside down after one night with an Imperial soldier. Now she has to save the damned world…

Tags: #dawnsinfire, #difskyrim

Hard to be soft, tough to be tender: an Overwatch Fic

This is a female presenting reader/junker queen fic,

You want to help the world find peace between humans and omnics. You don't t want to get kidnapped by two insane Junkers, hauled out into the dusty outback, and then taken hostage by a "Junker Queen". But, here you are.

Tag: #htbsoft

Smited and Smitten: An Overwatch Fic.

This is a female presenting reader/junker queen fic.

The Goddess of War guides mortals on a path of death and destruction. Everything you knew and loved lay in Her way, and those blessed by Her thunder lay waste to it all. Orphaned, you were left to grow in a Temple of mercy and healing... but you never forgot and you never forgave. The flames of vengeance burn in your heart and all you long for is to do the impossible: to kill a Goddess.

Tag: #s&sfic

Original Fics -

Beast (title pending)

A sapphic retelling of Beauty and the Beast.

Anwen never knew what lay beyond the dark woods, until fate forced her through a wall of thorns and into the cursed castle of a haunted lord.

Tag: #everildebeast

#writeblr intro #writeblr #writer intro #intro #writing community

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stardustedknuckles · 5 months

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Chatting with my manager tonight about name change woes and mentioned that I still have two credit scores from two of the three credit bureaus (I mailed documentation to the third since lots of apartments use it to run checks) and she snapped her fingers and said, "that probably explains your background check!" Apparently it still shows as pending? I've been working for six weeks??

... So that's how I learned I can't pass a background check, because nobody did a damn thing they said they would re updating literally anything. How many jobs that I applied to put me straight in the trash because they couldn't run the right shit on me. How the fuck do I even address this. Why is it on me in the first place. It's literally the same social security number.

#Me immediately: okay well I'm not a criminal if you're worried #Sdk does trans stuff #Am I literally going to have to fucking out myself to every job I apply to

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lumilasi · 9 months

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Since I didn't go to lessons today due to feeling sick, I figured I'll work on updating some of the bios that don't need a full overhaul, because apparently this is the hell I've chosen to be stuck in, doing nothing but refs

Jokes aside, I basically combined 3 characters into one with him now, as all 3 were very similar.

Bio below:

Age: 24

Nicknames: Bug/damn bug (Claude) Hay(Caelan) Hay-kun (Yoruga) Hay-hay (Celine)

Alternate name: While Hayden is not primarily a fae, he does still follow the tradition of the fae folk where when marrying different beings, they have their full fae name, and a combined family name. His alternate name is Hayden Danau

(coming from the latin name danaus, referring to a tribe of tiger butterflies)

Family: older brother Claude, Little siblings Milo and Celine, mother (name pending)

Friends: Caelan Araknos/Delune (Claude's BF), Yoruga (Hayden's absolute bestie in the entire world), Avara (Hayden's bestie in the whole world basically) Avane Faydream (Claude's coworker/friend) Franziska Belmont (His mentor's sister)

Love interest: None, he's single atm

Occupation: An university Healer Medic student doing an apprenticeship under doctor Angus Belmont.

A moth subtype sleep paralysis demon with some fae heritage, enabling him to have a fairy-like humanoid form.

ABOUT MEDIC HEALERS: Medical healers are a separate thing from Doctors in Mirror World; Doctors still mainly work on physical ailments, whereas healer Medics work sort of like exorcists, dealing with curses, spells gone wrong, poisoned magic, etc. These two types do often work together though, and there are specialists trained in both. (Hayden's mentor Angus is a doctor primarily, but has studied Healer medic subjects as well and is qualified for those too to an extent)

Abilities:

As a SPD, he can merge with shadows and traverse through them. He can also paralyse people by pricking them with his claws, or in case of small children, just by staring at them.

His kind feed off of fear their presence causes, and so he naturally gives Spooky Vibes when in demon form, which can cause paranoia, anxiety or small unease in people.

As a moth/bug type, he can also fly and shrink into a tiny size if he wants to.

Having a fae heritage means he is able to summon his wings (and extra pair of arms) in fae/human form without needing to transform fully.

Being part of a fae family known for swordsman skills, Hayden has been taught how to form one with his powers, and how to use it.

He has medical knowledge, both for physical ailments as well as his specific field, which deals more with magic based sicknesses, including things like curses.

Personality:

Hayden is generally seen as a very kind and polite person, but he does have his mischievous side, being what he is. By default, he is very good at pulling tricks on people and not getting caught, given most people (except those who know him) tend to not suspect him. He and Yoruga especially tend to be up to Shenanigans a lot during their free time.

He can be a bit impulsive however, and if someone really manages to irk him, he might decide to mess with them even when he REALLY shouldn't. (such as when the person in question is far stronger than him.) Basically, when he is acting on an impulse, rather than doing his default mischief, Hayden tends to not plan his actions as well and can get caught and in trouble pretty easily.

He's extremely patient and good with children, and being a SPD, he has very helpful knowledge in understanding people's fears and how to mitigate them. (helpful if a child for example is scared of visiting a doctor.) His patience does extend to his pranks as well, as he is able to wait for hours on end to pull one, usually on his brother much to Claude's dismay.

Despite his trickster tendencies, he's generally professional at work, as Hayden takes himself more seriously when he's supposed to be caring for others' well-being. This does extent to outside of work too though, as he tends to not mess with people he can tell aren't feeling well.

.........Unless he's drunk.

Weaknesses:

He is not as good of a swordsman as his brother, because he generally has less interest and stamina for it. He also takes longer to form a blade, and it lasts for a shorter period. (People often overestimate his swordsmanship skills and underestimate Claude's, purely because Hayden's sword seems sturdier)

His kind are pretty easy to drive away, you tend to just need to flash a light at them and they leave; same is true for Hayden. It is not that they hate light though, but rather their fear hypnosis stops working.

He's not exactly physically imposing even as a SPD, as his kind are considered among the weakest types. if he ever gets in real trouble (which does happen given his mischievous nature) his best bet tends to be to run away or call for help.

His impulsive tendencies tend to get much worse when drunk, and he can be difficult to keep out of trouble when intoxicated. His ability to read people generally worsens, and he might taunt or mess with a person he normally wouldn't when sober.

Fun Facts

His eyes are bigger than Claude's, because he is literally a Bug Boy, whereas Claude is more just themed after one.

His moth wings change color depending on the form; in fae/human form they are green, in demon form they shift to purple.

Due to Hayden's extreme babyface, he's able to get away with mischief a lot and has the most epic puppy eyes that Claude is far too weak for

He has 4 eyes in bug boy demon form, and they have the same grid like structure. He also doesn't blink in this form as he has no eyelids.

Hayden mainly enjoys wearing sleeveless shirts, because it makes summoning his extra arm pair even in human form easier.

His style is pretty boho inspired, and he likes wearing greens and yellows a lot, to sort of contrast his demon form, which is mainly purples and blues.

His medic assistant uniform is white, with the Chrysalis city emblem on it, otherwise they look similar to human world ones.

When in demon form, he tends to make lot of chirping, hrrr-ing, and other bug noises. He can talk, but his voice has an underlying bug buzz echo when he does.

He can actually feed on fear even without doing anything himself or going into demon form; he likes working for Angus because Angus is Scary to a lot of some people, so he gets extra treats working with him by just being around the man.

His moth theme is Lunar moth. Hayden does in fact get stronger in demon form during full moon, meaning his Scary Vibes increase, and he can fly faster and longer. Also summoning his fae sword will have it last longer.

#artists on tumblr #digital art #oc ref sheet #oc reference #my oc #bug boy #moth boy #lumi’s chaotic creations #lumi’s art scribbles #lumi's chaotic creations #lumi's art scribbles #night city parlor #Hayden Faylune #Hayden Danau

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neon-hell · 14 days

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Alright, I've been planning out the chapters of Alastor's Aroace Adventures (The Murders) (title pending) and I already know if I commit, this thing will be the longest thing I've ever written (my personal record is just around 30K and I feel like this will end up at least double that). And, Tumblr likes clicking buttons, right?

I see this fic divided into two or three "arcs". The way I work is that I usually don't post anything until I'm at least halfway done with the final edit (I'm a control freak). But considering the length of this thing, I'm starting to think I'd write and edit each "arc" separately and posted them in waves, each wave being a period of weekly updates of the finished arc followed by waiting time until the next arc is written and edited. Or... I could just write the whole damn thing and post weekly as I do the final edit of the entire fic.

#midnight ramblings #honestly i just wish I could rinse my brain into a word document and be done with it immediately #unfortunately it'll take me 10 000 years #hazbin alastor #aroace alastor

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crypticcupid · 25 days

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Romantic F/O List

Putting it on Tumblr so I can more easily be updated.

Kekkai Sensen

Leonardo Watch| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Klaus Von Reinherz| He/Him|-| Ship: Pending

Chain Sumeragi| She/Her| Bisexual| Ship: This is Lycanthropy

Steven A. Starphase| He/Him|-| Ship: Pending

Zedd O'Brien| He/Him|-| Ship: Hooked on You

Transformers

Wheeljack| He/Him|-| Ship: Chemical Attraction

Crosshairs| He/Him|-| Ship: I hate them all; except you

Blurr| He/Him|-| Ship: Fast Sweet-Nothings

Blitzwing| He/Him| Asexual| Ship: Emotional Concoction

Beachcomber| He/They| Queer| Ship: Pending

Facture| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Good Damage

Steeljaw| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Thunderhoof| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Shooting Stars

Knockout| He/Him| Unlabeled| Ship: Pending

Breakdown| He/Him| Pansexual| Ship: Pending

Homestuck/Hiveswap

Sollux Captor| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Bee Mine

Tyzias Entykk| She/Her|-| Ship:

Konyyl Okimaw| She/Her|-| Ship: Pending

Azdaja Knelax| He/Him|-| Ship: Pending

Tagora Gorjek| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: A Weasel and A Wolverine

Mallek Adalov| He/Him|-| Ship: Code to my heart

Horror Medias

Eyeless Jack| He/Him| Demisexual| Ship: Love Poisoning

BEN Drowned| He/Him| Asexual Biromantic| Ship: Wade in your Love

Karl Heisenburg| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Cogs in the Waves

No Straight Roads

Mayday| She/Her| Pansexual| Ship: Pending

Zuke| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Zimelu| He/Him|-| Ship: Punk is Love

Tatiana| She/Her| Asexual Biromantic| Ship: Fire and Ice

Friday Night Funkin'

Pico| He/Him| Pansexual| Ship: Guns 'a Blazing

Garcello| He/Him| Pansexual| Ship: Pending

Zardy| They/He|-| Ship: Pumpkins 'n Peaches

Ruzyvat| He/Him| Queer| Ship: Harsh Winters for Sunny Summers

Sarvente| She/Her| Queer| Ship: My Religons You

Senpai| He/Him|-| Ship: Not your Usual Otome

A.G.O.T.I| He/Him| AroAce| Ship: Pending

Madness Combat

Deimos| He/Him| Pansexual| Ship: Spark it Up

Hank J. Wimbleton| They/He| Queer| Ship: Twisted for Each Other

Sanford| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

2B-Damned| They/He| Grey-Asexual| Ship: Pending

Helltaker

Malina| She/Her|-| Ship: My Tablet; Your Keyboard

Justice| She/Her|-| Ship: Pending

Beelzebub| She/Her|-| Ship: Caught like a fly

Pandemonica| She/Her|-| Ship: Looking4Paranormal Attractions

Pokemon

Ingo| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Piers| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Raihan| He/Him|-| Ship: Pending

Nessa| She/Her|-| Ship: Light Tides

Gordie| He/Him|-| Ship: Pending

Avery| He/Him|-| Ship: Pending

Kabu| He/Him| Queer| Ship: Pending

Leon| He/Him|-| Ship: Pending

Splatoon

Frye Onaga| She/Her| Queer| Ship: Pending

Shiver Hohojiro| He/They/She|-| Ship: Pending

Pearl Houzuki| She/Her| Pansexual| Ship: Pending

Marina Ida| She/They| Queer| Ship: Pending

Marie Cuttlefish| She/Her| Asexual Biromantic| Ship: Pending

Spyke| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Ikkan| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Warabi| He/They| Queer| Ship: XOXO Kisses Hugs

Taka| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Ryan| She/Her| Queer| Ship: Pending

Mizole| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Kagi| He/She| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Tsumabushi| He/Him| Pansexual| Ship: Pending

Kazami| She/Her| Demisexual| Ship: Pending

Beika| He/Him| Pansexual| Ship: Pending

Kikura| She/He/They| Queer| Ship: Pending

Pikmin

Yonny| He/Him| Queer| Ship: Pending

||Dividers by @/cafekitsune||

Dingo| He/Him| Bisexual| Ship: Pending

Brittany| She/Her|-| Ship: Pending

#.txt #gusher.txt #Funfact! I went to type in all their tags individually only to find out it exceeds the limits. :) After I had typed them ALL in.#F/o List #Edited on 4/12/24

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lonelysucker7 · 6 months

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Hello! 😊👋

I’m not good at writing but I’m gonna write a little here about random things in media I’m currently interested. My grammar sucks but I’m good at writing the story out. So expect something different that isn’t just one thing. Like random posts for fun.

But know writing is my hobby so I won’t always write. But I write. 🙂

This is a sideblog btw!!

Simply put my main is @fatigueeestici 🎉

I feel like I got a lot of ideas to work with in writing and it’s everything at my time. I’ll make a bunch of references that I am in fact a current college student.

Writing takes time so please be patient.

I have a rather pessimistic attitude but I don’t take it on others. But I do complain. A lot.

Is there an award for being an overthinker?

Damaged extrovert 🙃 (Slowly recovering how to interact with people) —Don’t hesitate to send an ask! ☺️

This blog was created in Oct. 31. 2023

⚠️ Don’t ask me about my advice about comics! I’m a very forgettable person and I’m new at a few! Thanks!

P.s I don’t tolerate disrespect here, so take it somewhere else please. Anyone unproblematic is welcome here.

To be updated (below)

No, I freaking don’t write smut, I’m terrible at writing that stuff (I’ll let other people write it and I’ll read it). Although the kissing might be a bit mature and I may make suggestive references (and I promise they’re not nasty but tolerable.) I’m good at writing loving moments and platonic friendships cause I need more of those. I do write angst too.

Keeping it friendly ish! But be warned that most themes I will be referencing here and there will have some mature topics. I’ll make sure to tag them as accurately to the best of my ability.

IMPORTANT CATEGORY OF WHAT IS WHAT

Pairing = shipping/relationships of couples

Characters = No shipping/just a story with ppl

But for now as I am new in this stuff, I will humbly and politely ask you not to ask me for any requests of the sorts.

Thank you 😊

✨ Masterlist✨

Series

"Strangers on a Train" Kaine Parker x gn!reader (Slow burn fic ongoing)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4 (UPDATED: 2/24/24) 🎉

Oneshots

Atsv!Ben Reilly “WIP Fanfic” (sfw + 👀)

“Cigarettes out the Window” Kaine Parker x Louise Kennedy

“To and From: Valentine Poems” (Kaine Parker and Ben Reilly x reader)

“Nowhere But Here” (pending)

“???” (pending)

“In the Darkness I find You” (pending)

That one wrestler Kaine fic (pending)

Headcanons

If Kaine and Ben were dads

My mood swings are wildin’ 🤡

Announcements/Non-post thoughts:

ON A (writing) BREAK ON A BREAK ON A BREAK

Damn

#fanfic #kaine parker x reader #ben reilly x reader #strangers on a train #my art #astv ben reilly #lonelyasks

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lissadiane · 2 years

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I know what you’re thinking. “Damn, how did Tumbleweed’s surgery go?”

So here is an update.

The actual TPLO surgery went really well I guess. They did whatever they had to do to rework the mechanics of his knee. Added the metal bits.

Unfortunately there was a mechanical malfunction with the cautery thing during the procedure and he ended up with a thermal burn on his side needing additional surgical intervention.

He got discharged early for good behaviour (by which I mean multiple panic attacks that causes his care team to decide he was better off at home with my questionable wound care capacity. Did I pass out? Very nearly. It was a rough day.)

He’s doing okay. wound recovery is two weeks. Rehab is four-six months of no play, walks, strenuous activity. The logistics hurt my brain.

In addition to this shit show of this summer, yesterday, my husband’s therapist had me transport him to the hospital to be admitted for psychological evaluation pending transfer to a psychiatric facility and he’s not home yet. So. Yeah.

AND all my brand new fire alarms malfunctioned today!!!!!!! What the actual fuck.

Anyway, that’s the update. And I know you’re probably sick of it. And I appreciate any and all help I have received. But if you were still thinking of helping, here is the link:

#personal problems #tumbleweed the dog #tumbleweed #cw: mental health #cw: depression #cw: surgery #cw: animal injury

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ladylilithprime · 1 year

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The Space Where You Reside In Me

Series: Fluff Is My Jamstiel

Fandom: Supernatural:

Pairing: Sastimmy/Jamstiel (Jimmy Novak/Sam Winchester/Castiel)

Rating: Teen and Up

Tags/Warnings: Witch Sam Winchester, Hunter Novak Brothers, Jimmy and Castiel Are Twins, Brief Allusions to Canon-Typical Violence, Discussions of Soul Bonds, Sam and Dean Winchester Share a Soul Bond, Jimmy and Cas Novak Share A Soul, Divided Hurt/Comfort, Unusual Love Confessions

Summary: John Castiel and James Constantine Novak don't just share a soul bond like most twins and close siblings do, they share a soul, and for them it's a little more literal - and dangerous - than for most siblings. Sam understands, and is there to support them, holding Cas together while a sedated Jimmy fights for survival on the operating table.

For: @fluffyfebruary challenge!

Prompt: Day 14: Free Space/Soulmates

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SAM WINCHESTER DID not like hospital waiting rooms. Being in a hospital waiting room had always meant that someone Sam cared about was in danger of possibly dying. With only two exceptions, namely the births of first Samantha Maxine Moore and then Tylene Deanna Moore, Sam had spent the time he was relegated to the waiting room stewing in fear and worry and praying to every applicable god or power who had ever answered him in the past for the survival of the one under the surgeons' care. Only once had those prayers been in vain, because this time Tyson Brady had died while still en route to the hospital, though the emergency staff had tried their best to resuscitate him. That loss, despite being repeatedly told was not Sam's fault, would probably weigh on him for the rest of his life.

It definitely did not make it any easier to sit in the waiting room next to a pale and trembling John Castiel Novak while they both waited anxiously for news of the surgery being undergone by Cas's twin James. He had been like this ever since the adrenaline of the fight had worn off, after Dean had needed to physically restrain him from beating the two hunters who had attacked Sam and shot Jimmy to within an inch of their lives. Sam might have been terrified of the sight if he hadn't been just as furious and far more terrified for Jimmy's chances of surviving a shotgun blast to the chest. But Jimmy needed him to be clear-headed and calm, putting pressure on the wounds to try and stem the bleeding while first the ambulance and then the police were called.

The ambulance arrived first while Sam was on the phone with Jess and a frantic Bones who had felt Sam's distress clear across town. Reassuring his friend and his familiar that he would absolutely keep them updated and that Bones should stay with Jess, Max, and the girls to "keep them safe, just in case", he had hung up and pushed Cas into the back of the ambulance with Jimmy, telling the EMTs not to separate them unless absolutely necessary, and promising Cas that he would be right behind them. The police arriving delayed him with giving a statement that, after the previous messes involving Walker, Kubrick, and Creedy, could at least be boiled down into key words the local cops would know what to do with. The injuries on the hunters Dean identified as Roy Buckner and Walter Leming gave them pause, but Dean pointed out that none of them were life-threatening, just incapacitating, and they were restrained pending regaining consciousness because they'd already proven violent. That was when Dean sent Sam off to the hospital with a directive to "keep Cas calm, and keep me updated, 'cause if these assholes killed Jimmy with their dumbassery I'm damn well pressing murder charges on top of attempted murder!"

By the time Sam had reached the hospital, Cas was pacing in the waiting room and Sam had a brief moment of uncertainty before Cas looked up and caught sight of him. The other man was on him in a flash, arms wrapping around him and hands tracing over his limbs checking for injuries before, assured that Sam was unharmed, Cas had clung to him and shook.

"They had to sedate him," he had mumbled into Sam's shoulder. "I can't feel him. I can't feel him!"

And Sam had held Cas, tucked him up close to his chest and wrapped his arms around him as he opened up his mental shields and carefully reached out to Cas. The immediate acceptance of that connection had shaken him, but Sam made himself compartmentalize just as he had been doing all evening and coaxed Cas through breathing to calm his heart rate. At Cas's pleading, he had called Bobby Singer and spoken to the man for the first time in over a decade, and that was causing a turmoil of emotions on its own that he would need to work through later when he and Cas had confirmation that Jimmy would survive and recover. Now they were sitting in the waiting room chairs with Cas clutching Sam's hand like a lifeline while Sam did his best to feed calm and reassurance through the mental link being held open by their physical connection.

He was carefully ignoring just how strange the connection felt.

"You don't have to," Cas mumbled. Sam started a little, guiltily, and glanced over at the other man. Cas shot him a glance and a weak little tremor of a smile. "You can ask... or stop, I know I feel weird to you."

"Is it helping?" Sam asked, squeezing Cas's hand when the other man hesitantly nodded. "Then it's fine. I just wish we could have tested this under better circumstances first."

"It wouldn't feel this weird if Jimmy was awake and not drugged," Cas sighed, some of the worry seeping back into his tone, but thankfully not spiraling. He was silent for a moment, then said carefully, "You remember when I told you about the soulbond?"

"Yeah," Sam nodded, because he was hardly going to forget something that important. "You said it's not uncommon among twins and close siblings, and that there are different types. Telling me about that was how we figured out that Dean and I have a soulbond."

And hadn't that been a revelation! Suddenly, a lot of things about the way he and Dean gravitated towards each other and ached when apart made a lot more sense than just John Winchester's isolationist policies when they were constantly moving. Not having anyone but each other to rely on had probably exacerbated things, but the connection had already been there. Knowing that helped Sam a lot with the lingering little voices from his childhood calling him a freak, and after Dean had been reassured that soul bonds and "soulmates" were not an inherently romantic thing despite the terms' common use Sam thought he'd also felt more settled and reassured.

"Our bond is... unusual, even for twins," Cas admitted, drawing Sam out of his thoughts. He was looking down at their joined hands, thumb twitching back and forth with restrained nervous energy. "It always had been since it's technically just one soul split between two bodies, which doesn't even always happen with identical twins, but it got weirder when Jimmy and I were twelve."

"The shtriga," Sam breathed, having gotten part of that story already from Jimmy, of how they had originally gotten into hunting. Cas nodded, grimacing.

"I would like to reiterate that I was twelve and had no idea what I was doing," he said. "I just knew that as the older twin it was my job to protect Jimmy, so when the shtriga came at us I put myself in its way and shoved my half of our soul back down the connection between us so he could protect it while I protected him."

"Jesus," Sam gaped at him. The grin Cas shot him for the Christian slip was weak, but at least it was real.

"It worked," he pointed out, chuckling when Sam shot him a look. "Yeah, I know, it was dangerous. And because I was twelve and untrained, I didn't know how to undo it. Once we got training from a friend of Bobby's, though, we discovered that it really can't be undone, just kind of worked around. Jimmy can push it back towards me while I pull, but if we're apart it naturally slips back into him. Part of why Jimmy's so much better with people than I am, because he has the majority of our soul. And it's not like I'm a soulless automaton, either, since we're still connected and when he's right there next to me I feel mostly normal. But...."

"But when you're apart, and with him being sedated messing with your bond, it's harder to feel," Sam guessed, remembering the aching empty feeling that had taken up residence in his heart for years when he had to run from John and leave Dean behind, a persistent ache that his bond with Bones had only mitigated which became normal until suddenly Dean was back with him and the ache began to heal and fade. "Instead it feels empty."

"What you're doing helps," Cas murmured, squeezing Sam's hand again. "There's less emptiness, and I can tell that you're trying to project positive, hopeful emotions towards me, which helps me be more optimistic about Jimmy's chances of pulling through for us."

It was on the tip of Sam's tongue to ask what would happen if Jimmy didn't survive, but he swallowed it back. Nothing good would come of making Cas think about that possibility, and the two options that Sam could think of on his own were both painful in their own ways. He swallowed again, took a deep breath, and tried to let it out steadily. "He'll pull through," he said with as much confidence as he could muster. "The doctors and surgeons here are all very good at what they do, and he was alive when you both got here. They'll make sure he stays that way."

Something shifted in Cas's eyes and he straightened, looking at Sam. "What is it?" When Sam blinked at him, confused, his eyes narrowed. "The dissonance between your tone and your emotions was jarring. What's wrong?"

"This is why I wanted to test this under better circumstances," Sam muttered, shaking his head. "It's not something you need to focus on, Cas, and definitely not right now."

"I would welcome a distraction from being worried about my brother," Cas pointed out, turning in his chair to more fully face Sam which was pretty much the exact opposite of what Sam wanted right at that moment.

"Trading worrying about one person you l-- care about for another doesn't make it better," Sam argued, silently cursing the stutter over the word he knew he felt but was still too scared to actually say out loud just yet. "Jimmy needs you - both of us - focusing on being positive in his survival and recovery. My many and varied insecurities and uncertainties will still be there after he's out of surgery and the doctors let us bring him home."

"This is about Brady," Cas said, staring at Sam in realization, his grip on Sam's hand tightening when Sam visibly flinched. "Sam--"

"This is about me being cursed," Sam bit out, barely managing to restrain his volume to a harsh whisper to keep from summoning a well-meaning but unprepared nurse or receptionist to their sides. "This is about those two hunters barging in shouting about demons and mind control, despite you and Jimmy having repeatedly vouched for me as a natural witch, even to their faces, because they were still convinced I had to be evil, tainted, just like Creedy, and Kubrick, and Walker, and John fucking Winchester. This is about demons having had an alarming interest in me for as long as I can remember, probably longer than I've even been alive if some of the things both Brady and Dean haven't said were anything to go by. How I got so good at making clothing and accessories with anti-possession wards and Devil's Traps because I kept needing them to free the people the demons keep possessing to send after me. This is about how everyone I love is a fucking target, how Dean and I can't even be open about being brothers because of it, how it should be me up there on that table right now and not Jimmy--"

"Don't say that!" Cas snapped, grabbing Sam's shoulder with the hand not gripping his own tight enough to bruise. "Don't ever say that, Sam, please, don't even think it!"

"How can I not?" Sam demanded, staring into Cas's eyes through the blurring he couldn't seem to blink away. "He was aiming the gun at me, you saw that, Jimmy got shot because he jumped in front of me--"

"And the only reason it was Jimmy and not me was because I was too far away to do it myself!" Cas practically growled, the words punching through Sam's chest with the force of the shotgun blast that had hit Jimmy earlier. "Sam, please listen to me when I say this. Yes, it is tearing me up inside that Jimmy was shot, and if I could turn back time I would willingly, selfishly trade places with him to spare him the physical pain, but I would not ever wish it was you up there instead of one of us, because nothing is worth losing you!"

"Cas--" Sam started, only to be cut off by the other man's lips crashing into his, harder and harsher than any of their previous tentative and tender kisses. It also didn't last long, barely long enough to steal his breath and leave him gasping as Cas pulled back enough to rest his forehead against Sam's.

"I couldn't handle the uncertainty of watching you be hurt only to not be able to see or feel you at all to know you're alive," Cas whispered, voice tight and strained. "It's awful that it's Jimmy, but I will never regret that it wasn't you."

"He's going to make it, Cas," Sam whispered back, fierce and determined. "He's going to make it, and heal, and eventually be just fine."

He just had to, Sam thought as he pulled Cas into his arms to hold him. After all, he had to wait to say that he loved them until he could tell them both at the same time.

#sastimmy #fluffyfebruary2023 #supernatural fic #sam winchester #castiel

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raccoonfallsharder · 5 months

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Window Across the Galaxy ✧*:･ﾟ updated 11/14

18+ only | rocket x oc | 19/25 Chapters | WIP | Word Count: pending.

girl falls first; racoon falls harder.

She can see Rocket darting from camera to camera, catwalk to catwalk: legs a blur, tail flicking for balance or streaming behind him. She rises from her crouch and drifts toward the screens, chest hollow, wanting to be as close as possible to what she’s seeing. She traces a shaky, nervous finger over the edge of one screen. “I can’t believe he gets so mad at me for going off on my own,” she tells Yondu, “and then pulls shit like this–” “I’m not gettin’ in the middle of that,” Yondu interrupts her, and whistles again. Every time Rocket disappears from frame, Jolie catches her breath. This time, when he reappears, Yondu’s arrow is hovering over his shoulder, and that makes her breath a bit easier. He exits one screen, and then launches into view on another – the catwalk that Taserface is stalking down.

[NEW 11/14] ✧･ﾟ:*Chapter XIX. He Was Loved. in which a planet is killed, a friend is made and lost, and nobody still has any frickin’ tape.

angst & cw for the vague description of a hand injury. as a sidenote i appreciate those of you who have stuck with me this long. i reread my first few chapters this week and i fuckin suck at beginnings. i don't know how you all lasted this long but i am grateful ~ ♡

General summary/notes + links to recently preceding chapters behind the cut. let me know via comment, message, or ask if you'd like to be added or removed from my fanfic taglist ♡

*･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ*

Chapter I. A Delicacy. in which our reluctant heroes meet atop a crate of Sovereign porn in the bowels of a Ravager ship.

Chapter II. Monster For A Pet. in which one hero wrestles with his inner Groot, and the other is quite possibly a moron.

Chapter III. A Kindness. in which Rocket gets in his own damn way: not for the first time, and certainly not for the last.

Chapter IV. Got There First. in which our heroes obtain an arsenal and street food.

Chapter V. Things No-One Has Said Before. in which one hero refuses to babysit and the other refuses to leave.

Chapter VI. Two and a Half Billion Units. in which we lean into the “they were roommates” trope. Jolie has misgivings, while Rocket has fantasies - about getting rich, of course.

Chapter VII. I'm Here. in which we visit Knowhere.

Chapter VIII. The Care & Feeding of Human Pets. in which our heroes practice breathing and we lean into a new trope: “there was (technically) one bed.”

Chapter IX. Scrapmetal and a Dream. in which we redefine homemaking.

Chapter X. Thin Fucking Ice. in which our heroes get fucked. Not in the good way.

Chapter XI. Let It Be. in which Xandar is saved and good lives are lost.