#I’ll probably write this eventually

[not-sure-what-im-feeling]

Went to a theme park this morning and now I have a fanfiction prompt for y’all (strangers to friends/lovers style)

Your two characters are both at a theme park, either alone or temporarily away from their group. They both are in line for the same rollercoaster/ride. The ride seats two people at a time, but neither of them have anyone to go with. They get seated together, and enjoy the ride together. Bonus points if one of them, while they may enjoy thrill rides, gets really scared on them and the other needs to help them calm down.

Ideas/variants to play on this:

The one that gets scared had two other friends, but those two were seated together and they were left alone

One of them gets highly motion sick, and it has to end with profuse apologies

They go their separate ways afterwards, but KEEP FUCKING FINDING EACH OTHER IN THE PARK

The scared one, without meaning to exactly, clings to the other for safety. They let them.

The one who doesn’t get scared is screaming from joy and excitement, thinking the other is doing the same. It’s not until they look over at them that they realize they’re horrified.

Its one of those roses where you’re seated really close together

If you want them to talk on the ride, go for something like a Ferris wheel instead. They can go for longer, and tend to be quieter. Bonus if they get stuck. Double bonus if when the box shakes on falls onto the other.

[petrichorium]

Okay I have said he actually. Ends up getting deployed days before our wedding but is so desperate to lock me down that he just says go through w it without him yk n then we spend an extended period married-but-not-involved.

Anyway when that bubble finally bursts he calls a maid to fetch my wedding dress and basically recreates what would have been our wedding night…………..

Anyone want some Wildly Indulgent Capitano Selfship Lore™

[nab1wuzhere]

Magnetic

“You wouldn’t look at me.”

“I saw plenty.”

“In my eyes.”

“…Does it matter?”

~

summary:

Bakugo Katsuki, No. 3 Hero in the charts, massive amounts of fan girls, always invited to galas, events, and even award shows along side his peers, but he has never once gotten a dating scandal in his whole career. Has never even looked in a woman’s direction. So you can be certain he won’t change his actions when artist Y/N is invited to sing at a private Christmas Gala hosted for hero’s to celebrate the season and a year well done of duties…right?

Singer, artist, model Y/N, has it all. Looks, wealth, awards, friends, family, and boyfriends.. her music revolves around her relationships and past relationships along with her mental health that she speaks about through her music. She gets asked to gigs almost every day but few are lucky to book her, when her team gets a request for the Christmas Hero Gala which is highly exclusive, she immediately agrees to entertaining the hero’s, excited for the night she doesn’t realize she caught a certain man’s attention in the back of the crowd..

• slow burn - secret pining - romance - bold Y/N, shy Katsuki - vice versa - celebrity!y/n x aged up!katsuki

• following contains, eventual smut, mentions of suicide, alcohol, mental illness, heavy party scenes and probably more !

• 18+ only!! this is your warning

• the rest of the celebrities mentioned in this series i do not take credit for, and the songs mentioned all writing ownership belongs to them! i do not take credit except for this fan fiction!

!! just a friendly reminder this is all fake, simply my imagination placed into writing !!

intro

chapter one

furious knocking is heard on bakugo katsuki’s hotel door, with shouts of “katsuki!! katsuki!!” being heard on the other side of the door.

katsuki groaned furiously as he got up and headed for the door, opening it loudly

“what the hell?!”

katsuki opened it to see his best friend, eijiro kirishima standing before him with a star eyed look on him. katsuki sighed and opened the door wider for his red headed friend to walk in.

“this better be good shitty hair, i was about to eat my fuckin’ breakfast.” katsuki spoke with a grumble

“katsuki! you’ll never believe it, guess who’s the performer for the gala?!” eijiro said practically shouting the walls away, his hands in tight fists, barely holding himself together.

a massive sigh was heard from katsuki, “will you PLEASE, for the love of god stop the fuckin’ shoutin’?!” he practically raised his hands in the air with annoyance

eijiro nodded happily, no sign of embarrassment or fear covered his body, his hands just moved in a “guess” motion

katsuki gave him a blank stare before running a hand through his spiky blonde hair. “who is preform—” before he could finish his sentence eijiro already announced the performer,

“Y/N! THE Y/N! like global sensation Y/N?! SHE of all people will be preforming FOR US katsuki!!! can you believe it?! oh my god!!”

katsuki gave him a look of “who the fuck are you talking about” before realization dawned on him, on his face, “oh, the chick who sings ‘NDA’?”

eijiro nodded excitedly, “and therefore i am, your power, when the party’s over-”

“oh yeah, i like when the party’s over”

“male fantasy, i love you- OH my gosh what if she sings i love you? oh ill sob. oh not to mention, illicit affairs, my tears ricochet—”

“eijiro.” katsuki spoke in a harsh tone “we get it, she sings a lot of songs you know.”

eijiro walked towards him and sat down, “see that’s just the thing katsuki, she doesn’t just sing. she’s- hah! she’s an idol, she- she literally defines music, she’s a poet and composer and creates masterpieces using something that comes naturally to her- she- she creates art out of instruments and makes millions out of it-” eijiro reaches for the tv remote. “i mean look she even-”

“oh i’d rather you not go down this rabbit hole of obsession”

“yeah well i’m going to so shut up and eat your pancakes”

katsuki stared down at his plate of buttermilk pancakes and looked offended as eijiro flipped to ‘youtube’ on the hotels tv, seconds later there’s a video playing of Y/N preforming at coachella a year ago, singing her song, ‘idontwannabeyouanymore’ her voice soft and smooth as she sang the words with ease.

“i mean you see how natural it is for her? there are so and i mean so so many singers out there but jesus.. there’s only one of her.” he pointed to the screen and katsuki’s eyes followed to it, the camera panning on her face, her eyes shut, lashes brushing her under eye, her lips close to the microphone, there had to be a fan right above her, her hair flowing around, but yet somehow it didn’t look messy.. like it did but it was a good messy, her eyes opened and a glint of happiness shined in them, her lips curved up into a smile as she harmonized the end, and the whole crowd screamed and emerged into clapping, she looked down at her feet, the air blowing her hair, she looked up and her eyes shined from the blue spotlight creating a glow over her. she mouthed “thank you” before shouting, “THANK YOU COACHELLA!!! I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO MUCH” and the video ended.

“i mean come on!! she’s a fucking legend and in her fucking prime right now, and to even think she’s gonna perform for US?! oh god man i could pass away” ejiro says as he fake swoons and falls onto the hotel couch, his hand on his forehead.

katsuki scoffs as he takes a bite of his pancakes, “yeah, i mean she is good, she’s got a voice that’s for sure-”

ejiro interrupts katsuki immediately, “it’s not just the voice man!! it’s her, she’s from a whole other world! and she’s like the nicest person you’ll ever meet-”

“and have you? have you met her?” katsuki gives him a sarcastic look, ejiro presses his lips met with silence, katsuki sighs as sets his fork down and crosses his arms, “don’t believe everything you see on the internet ejiro.” he said with a serious tone, “not everyone is who they seem to be, i can sniff out who’s a fucking fake from a mile away, i would know” he gives an annoyed look.

ejiro sighs as he gets up and pops a blueberry in his mouth that had been sitting on katsuki’s breakfast plate, “yeah well we will have to wait to meet her so you can “sniff her out” yourself..” ejiro scoffs, “trust me katsuki, she’s the real deal.” he ended with pointing at the tv who had Y/N smiling out into the crowd at coachella, her eyes like glitter.

ejiro said his goodbyes and walked out leaving katsuki by himself and just him staring at the tv screen, his arms still crossed, he mentally slapped himself before pressing the video that would come up next, another performance at coachella from the same year, her hit song, “when the party’s over”. now this one katsuki was familiar with, it was one he found himself listening to a lot in his car, the lyrics were raw he would give her that, and her voice- god if katsuki knew it was something sent out of a dream to become katsuki’s worst nightmare he would have never clicked play.

[pizzaqueen]

A snippet from a future fic I'll probably never write, where Steve is a widower with two teenage kids, and he and Eddie randomly meet up, rekindling their old flame. This is when they've been together a while:

“Thank you,” Steve says, coming up behind Eddie at the bathroom sink.

Eddie pauses, catching Steve's eye in the mirror. “What for?” he asks, mouth foamy with toothpaste.

Steve slips his hands along Eddie's hips, hooks his chin over Eddie's shoulder. “For loving my kids.”

“You don't—” Toothpaste dribbles down Eddie's chin and he stoops to spit what's left in his mouth into the sink, gathering his hair to one side. He rinses his mouth out, wipes his face with a towel, then turns to Steve. “You don't have to thank me for that. Of course I love them.”

“Not everyone I've dated has.”

“They're idiots.” Eddie grabs the hem of Steve's shirt, pulling him close. “I mean, first of all, they're part of you, and I don't think I could love you and not love them. But...” He trails off, a small smile tilting his lips. “They're amazing kids.”

Pride swells in Steve's chest; he slides his arms around Eddie's waist and says, “They are.”

“And I'm pretty damn honored I get to be part of their lives,” Eddie says, “so thank you,” and he butts his head gently against Steve's.

Steve huffs and slides his hands up Eddie's back, pulling him into a tight embrace. “I love you.” He presses a kiss to Eddie's neck.

“I love you too.”

“And they both love you as well.”

Eddie lets out a shuddering breath. Steve knows how nervous Eddie was, when they started dating, that he wouldn't be welcomed, but it's almost like he's always been part of their family now. “Good to know,"”Eddie says.

Steve holds Eddie a little tighter. All those years ago, back in Hawkins, when they ended things, Steve thought he'd never see Eddie again. But here they are, together—a family—and Steve's never letting him go this time.

[shepscapades]

"You've seen his eyes through the visor and the bottom half of his face" Sheeeeeppp! My brain didn't come with a darn graphics card (I have aphantasia) so I won't know what the pretty man looks like until the day you face reveal him help. The bit is hilarious though and I respect that cup of tea even as I resnt it lmao

NAUUU no it’s okay I get you, I don’t have aphantasia but I definitely wouldn’t be able to put a solid image of his face together if I were yall either LMAO dw jokes aside you will see his face one day

[jamandjazz]

Even though I don't know much about Mason, what are your favourite hcs of him? :3

I’m going to kiss you omggggggg

• Mason loved his horse, I do NOT care what anyone says, but he loved Tex more. He wanted Tex to be happy so he didn’t ask for his horse back so that they could have more money to use to buy Tex his horse back

• I’m not sure if this is canon but Mason absolutely skipped meals to save money.

Like…????

• He wanted to go to the fair. You CANNOT convince me he DIDNT want to go. He just knew they wouldn’t have enough money for the two of them and he figured Tex should be able to go anyways, with or without him.

This is a conversation I’ve had with my brother when money was tight. “I just don’t want to go, drop it.”

• That ulcer was from stress for sure. Like no way it was anything else.

• He’s absolutely tried, on multiple occasions, to show Tex how bad their dad is because Tex keeps talking abt him like he hung the stars and Mason can’t STAND IT. He wants their dad to care more, but he doesn’t ever let himself believe that he will. Tex might have the luxury of not worrying about money and get to think their dad will be back soon but Mason doesn’t. He needs to plan in case their dad doesn’t EVER come back, which I’m pretty sure is a genuine fear that’s mentioned but I didn’t screenshot it and I can’t get into Internet archive rn to check 💔

• Completely self indulgent hc but bros aroace. There’s genuinely valid reasons that I can go into depth with but it’s a LOT of yapping and this post is already pretty long so all you get rn is ✨vibes✨

• Bro learned to be a silent crier bc he did NOT want Tex to ever know when he was genuinely upset. Didn’t think it should be his problem.

[xxlady-lunaxx]

i kinda want sanemi being so new to relationships other than family so it takes him a while to differentiate what he feels for kanae as something familiar or romantic. like, he knows he and masachika were best friends, but with masachika it felt a lot like family. but kanae’s someone completely different, he doesn’t really understand it and just assumes that she reminds him of his mother so that’s why he cares so much. but then there’s a little something here and there, subtle pointers to a little four-letter word. something a bit deeper than friendship—something he can’t discern. to the point he ends up rambling about it to kanae, hoping she can help him. kanae only smiling and patting him (sanemi was too confused and stuck in his own thoughts to avoid it) and telling him that he’ll figure it out himself in all due time. but he doesn’t place it until it’s too late. and he’s so excited to tell her, finishing his mission faster than usual just to make his way to the butterfly estate. only to be intervened by a crow telling him that all his efforts have gone to waste and it doesn’t matter if he knows what it was. because now it only ‘was’ and never ‘is’. kanae’s dead, and sanemi knows that. he doesn’t need to ask her to tell him.

[oleafia-art]

some clare siobhan extreme vampire legacy characters in my style/semi redesigns

i never finished this series but i’ve been rewatching from the beginning and am hoping to finish it this time bc it’s so much fun and so chaotic. it’s probably not as well known since it’s on clare’s streaming channel, so i’m not sure how this post will do lmaoo, but i knew i had to at least make some simple fanart as it’s definitely one of my favs of clare’s series (i just love occult sims sm ok loll). i love how shamelessly dark it is and how many twists and turns the story took (most not even planned by clare lmao). the characters are so fun to interpret in my style !! pls click on image to see details better

[adhd-winterfalcon]

fic idea i will probably write at some point:

when toph goes after zuko after his terrible introduction (hello, zuko here) he still startles and burns her feet but instead of running away he immediately rushes over and starts fussing over her, picking her up and treating her burns

he lays her down on his bedroll and gets his first aid supplies. he’s kind of an expert at dealing with burns. aside from the obvious, he was often burned during his childhood while training to fight with bending. it was why he was so fond of the dao swords, something he was much better at

he doesn’t realize he’s been talking aloud until the girl (does he know her name yet??) pointedly coughs after he trails off. he shakes the thoughts away and warns her the balm he is about to apply will sting at first.

he surprised when she fists a hand in his shirt, hissing in pain as the medicine does its job. he wraps it and moves onto her other foot, repeating the process. once he’s done, she looks in his direction quizzically

“it’s… numb,” she says, surprised. zuko smiles and explains

“it numbs the pain and heals the burn simultaneously. you should feel better in the morning after a good nights sleep, but you should still reapply it so it stays that way, okay?” he asks. she nods and then seems to debate asking something, before speaking

DISCLAIMER i know nothing about medicinal herbs/balms so this is 100% made up

“the others tried to describe you to me when i asked… pretty much all i got was ‘ponytail jerk with a shaved head and a burn on his face’ and obviously that’s not really a great description…” she trails off. zuko laughs softly

“if it makes you feel better, the ponytail is long gone. my hair is long enough to mostly cover the burn, too…” he replies

she nods thoughtfully before hesitantly lifting her hand towards his face, stopping a few inches away.

“um… you can say no, of course. but if it’s okay, can i touch your face? it’s how i see people,” she explains quietly. zuko flinches back slightly before thinking about it. her hands are so… small. and she hasn’t hurt him (yet).

the last person who touched his face was Uncle, helping zuko apply the burn salve after a bad day (the scar tended to hurt more if he was upset or angry… which was often). he had been so careful, it made zuko feel cherished.

he lets out a breath and agrees

the grin he receives is probably worth his discomfort

he closes his eyes and feels her small hands trace his face. she hums to herself as she maps it out in her head. zuko can feel calluses, likely from her earthbending, and laughs when she runs a hand through his hair, whispering “just checking”

they both quiet once she’s explored his entire face aside from the scar. she seems hesitant, so zuko nods slightly, reassuring her.

he cant really feel the hand tracing his burn. that area has been numb since his father…

he’s used to it. her hand on the other side of his face, keeping his head steady, is grounding and he releases some of the tension that had built in his shoulders when she traced the edge of the scar

she lets out a tiny gasp, and zuko can feel hair being pulled back from his ear- or what’s left of it. the burn had reached the appendage and a bit of his scalp. luckily his long hair was able to easily cover it. thinking back on his days wearing the symbol of the banished, having the entire thing exposed, makes him feel sick.

she finally drops her hands and when zuko opens his eyes (when had he gotten teary?) she’s sitting back across from him.

they sit in thoughtful silence for a while before toph snaps her fingers in recognition

“oh yeah, are your eyes really gold?” she asks

zuko finds it odd that the group had even noticed his eye color, but confirms her question

“cool,” she grins and zuko can’t help but smile back. she eventually scoots over on the bed roll and demands zuko sit next to her (and who is he to say no?)

they spend the next couple of hours talking. zuko finds out toph also comes from high society, and they bond over the stupid rules they were forced to learn and such.

toph doesn’t ask how he got the scar, but she does ask about it.

“can you hear at all in this ear? and are you able to see with this eye?”

he allows her these questions because she’s one of the only people who can understand what it’s like

“not very well, but enough to get by. as for my eye… it’s mostly blurry and i can’t open it past a squint. honestly, everyone was surprised it hadn’t lost all function,” he explains

she studies him thoughtfully before replying

“is that why you have two swords?”

zuko blinks. he hadn’t ever actually thought of it like that, since he was already using them before getting banished. but it makes sense. he shrugs

“maybe subconsciously?” he says, and she laughs at his uncertainty. he can’t help but smile at the sound

[skyward-floored]

We’re up to almost 2k and only two Links have managed to show up dangit

[lovelyreprisethirteen]

okay so… does anyone else see a very clear potential future storyline of adam coming back as a demon and after trying and failing to get revenge against charlie and co. end up as a guest at the hotel in a last ditch attempt to get back into heaven only to become a genuinely better being and happier than he ever was as an angel further blurring the lines between heaven and hell in terms of the morality of the people in them eventually fully cementing himself as a fan favorite himbo by like season 3 or is that just me????

[strayheartless]

Yet another Strifehart AU I will probably never get around to writing you say? YOU BET:

So the idea posed to me was “what do you think Squall and Cloud would have been like as childhood friends?”, which honestly. Yes. Just yes.

Imagine Squalls a foster kid, maybe six or seven years old, and he doesn’t talk. He’s completely selective mute because he’s seen his mother die and his sister was separated from him because “she isn’t blood related”. He’s bounced around a lot. Most foster parents get discouraged by his silence and reluctance to engage other kids and so he’s often labeled as being a problem kid. He’s spent most of his time thus far being told he “just isn’t a good fit” for people’s families or that his isolation doesn’t jell with the other kids.

In the end he’s sent to a relatively new foster home far from Win Hill, to a rundown airstrip outside of Nibelhiem. The guy Cid is gruff and grumpy but he’s patient with Squall and takes him pretty much everywhere. The guys husband Vincent doesn’t talk much too and Squall finds that he likes just existing on the floor of Vincent’s office with his homework or a book.

Squall was deeply fearful of both of them at first. He’d thought that he’d pushed his social worker too far and she’d sent him to one of those tough love military type families to make him speak, but Cid and Vincent don’t force anything and even though he still acts out on days when he misses his sister really keenly, or of days when he’s reminded that he’s not near his friends anymore, neither man reprimand him.

Then one day Cid needs to go into the village to talk to the mayor about a job. Squall sticks to him like glue for a bit until the mayor “kindly” suggests that Squall waits outside.

“Maybe you could play with the kids around here!”

Cid shoots him a gruff but almost concerned look but Squall won’t meet his eyes. He just sits on the steps and zones out to wait. While he’s waiting however, his attention is drawn to a young boy with wild blonde spikes, who is stood on his own doing… sword drills? Huh.

Squall’s played knights before. He and Irvine used to in the orphanage. It used to be him Irvine and Zell against Siefer whilst Selphie and Quistis planned to sneak attack them all with Ellon’s direction. He missed them so much it ached as he watches this little boy move through samurai holds and Rapier positions with shaky determination.

He doesn’t know what possesses him to go up to this boy. Maybe it’s the fact that he’s playing knights. Maybe it’s the fact that he’s playing knights alone, but Squall wanders over just close enough to get a better look. However, the boy immediately spots him and steps back, his face shuttering like he’s readying for a fight.

That’s when Squall notices the bruises on his knees and his cheek. Someone’s hit him recently, and from the way he’s playing alone it’s clear it wasn’t an adult. For the first time in months Squall opens his mouth to speak.

“Can I play?” He whispers and watches as the little boy struggle with himself while he considers. After a long few seconds the blonde boy picks up the other sword that had been lying against the fence and hands it to squall hesitantly. They don’t speak again, don’t even exchange names until Cid comes back out and stares in shock at the sight of his foster kid smiling shyly and playing like a normal kid.

The mayor makes a big song and dance about the kid he’s playing with. Calls him a trouble maker and warns Cid against letting his ward near such an “upstart”. Cid’s pretty sure there ain’t nothing wrong with the brat -except loneliness.

When he calls to Squall he’s almost regretful about pulling him away. It’s then that he watches Squall offer his hand to the boy and say, (Say!) “I’m Squall Leonhart,”

He hears the other kid reply “Cloud Strife” gruffly and shake the offered hand.

Later in life Cid will grouse that he knew from that day they were made for each-other. Squall would tend to agree.

Neither Cloud nor Squall believe in love at first sight nor destiny.

Except secretly they do.

[constellationofcalibur]

Random Collection of TPC headcanons that I have

Iris has nightmares almost every night where he revisits scenes in his life that he regrets. Whenever he’s overcome the regret, it stops appearing in his dreams. He hasn’t told anyone about these nightmares of his as he doesn’t want to appear weak. (Circusic/Circubit and Macabre just so happen to suspiciously be in almost every one of these nightmares he has.)

Dub has a locket he keeps hidden under his clothing and close to his heart. This locket contains the last good picture he had of him and Barracuda, as well as having his favorite of the letters that Barracuda sent him in there.

The heroes all have some capacity of interacting with those who have died. Gold can summon ghosts but can’t do anything else, Tsavorite can only hear them, Orange can only see them, and Cyan can only feel them. Cyanide’s a weird case where she can’t do anything with ghosts. However, after purification, she gains the ability to willingly let a ghost possess her so they can interact with the living. (This headcanon definitely has a bunch of angst ideas that have popped up in my head and I may eventually write them /silly)

Another thing about the heroes; they all have “inherited” traits from their caretakers, both personality wise and physically. Some examples are: Gold being able to eat as much as a Monster shape without getting sick; Tsavorite imitating Pentellow’s expressions; Orange having issues with an unstable power surge, especially whenever Iris uses his powers; Cyan having nervous ticks similar to Cube’s; Cyanide being able to play the guitar as well as Dub (and her strangely being able to skate as well as Circubit); there are definitely more of these that I’ll decide on eventually.

Gold is surprisingly good at sewing. He picked it up as a hobby and now he makes things for those he cares about. He also repairs/makes clothing when need be. This all stems from the weird eldest child syndrome where you feel like you have to be self-reliant and rarely ask your guardians for anything. … he’s also absolutely dogshit at cooking. He ruined Pyrare’s favorite tea kettle (Gold has no idea why that ugly tea kettle was his favorite, to be honest) and Pyrare ended up sobbing. Gold presumed it was cause of his awful cooking (it wasn’t) and decided to just avoid cooking all together.

[oldbutchdanielcraig]

if we're doing lbf rpf can I admit that my favorite scenario to rotate in my head is Assad being publicly insane about Eric and then going home to have super normal casual fwb sex with Luke. I simply think that would be really funny. Bonus points if Eric knows and perhaps does not feel entirely normal about it

you. you understand me.

[possum-quesadilla]

Uh oh. I may have a new Beetlejuice AU to write a fanfic for alongside LoopJuice.

Basically, the Maitlands are alive and family friends of the Deetz, and Emily still passes away, but in a car accident involving another family friend, Lawerence, whose body was never found. A year after that, Lydia stumbles upon her dear friend wandering through a graveyard.

But it isn’t him.

It’s a demon named Beetlejuice possessing his dead body.

[rangersoup]

I’ve decided. Turn and Burn (the Carlos horse girl fic) is gonna get a rewrite/revamp once I’m done with The Lone Ranger. It’s gonna be the second installment of my Rangers spinoff fic. It will be both a direct continuation of the Lone Ranger and set up for some other stuff on down the line.