#read ittttttttttttttttt

[elea-r]

Shadowrun\Worm parahumans

okay i had to talk about this okay!!!!!!!! DO U KNOW HOW FUCKING RARE THIS TAG IS?!!!!!!!!!

THIS TAG!!!! ON A FREAKING WORM FANFIC??? OF ALL FIVE OF THEM WITH NO POLY IN IT??!!!! I mean i dont mind the poly dont get me wrong BUT I HAVE BEEN SEARCHIN FOR A GOOD FUCKING FOUND FAMILY TROUPE FOR A LONE TIME!!! AND NOW IM GONNA SIT HERE AND MAKE FANARTS!! i for one dont read au that much THIS IS AN ACCEPTION!! THIS IS MY PEAK FANFIC AND I AM GONNA DRAW FANARTS OF THEM AND NO ONE CAN STOP MEEH ....when i get a phone to draw on..... ANd it hasssss MY ALISHAAAAAA IN ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT AUHHHHHH MY DREAM FIC ooooooh plsss i beg this fandom to tell me there are anymore found family fics and Alisha fics plsss and my life is yours

[radiantidiot]

9 people you want to know better

Tagged by @the-second-visitor, thank you for pondering my orb

Three ships: First off, hannigram (Hannibal), look at them look at them look at them they're gorgeous they want to kill each other they want to kiss each other. Second is definitely daan/marcoh/pav (fear and hunger), this one's cause i read a fic that changed my brain chemistry (starving dogs read ittttttttttttttttt). And finally, Loustat (interview with the vampire amc), idc toxic vampire yaoi

First ship: You're gonna laugh but uhhh actually lemme preface this. A very long time ago when I was but a wee emo child (before i knew I was a girl) I was extremely into a show called hunter x hunter. The two main characters, Gon and Killua, they constantly had each other's backs through thick and thin, and as we saw them develop and grow as characters, they began to rely on each other. In one of the last episodes, gon is able to win a fight at the cost of doing something terrible, Killua gets him to back down, likely saving his life in the process. To tiny emo me, this all read as like weird codependent romance and I was all here for it. So yeah, gon/killua hunter x hunter

Last song: marionette by 2 shadows

Last movie: queen of the damned. It takes place in the iwtv universe, basically lestat is a Rockstar and drinks god blood, it's mentioned in s2e8 (the blood of akasha flows through me). It's pretty good, give it a watch if you're able

Currently reading: a funger fic, modern man traditional medicine (NEW CHAPTER WHEN???????????)

Currently eating: nothing rn but I had some crackers not that long ago with a really good dip my friend made today (if you're reading this, shoutout)

Currently craving: honestly idk probably gonna smoke later so that?

Your turn! (If you wanna)

@apibizz @clownhara @klaumelon @ezhrndle @deiim @h3rta-space-stat1on @sub-vester @surgicalpen1sklinik @sirensskai @fishlung8877

9 people you want to know better

Tagged by @aroace-moron. Thank you for tagging me!

Three ships: Oh definitely Synovus/Minerva from the Synoverse stories by wingedcat13. I thinks about those two a lot. Then Maedhros/Fingon. I did not want to ship them. I ship them so much. And for the last one I'm gonna go with Nerdanel/Fëanor. These two can fit so many headcanons.  

First ship: Eeeehhhhhh. I don't know. That was so long ago. I guess those two guys from the Loserdex comic. You know the two? The roommates. The best friends. Where one was in love with the other but the other one was oblivious to it? It was so long ago I don't remember anything. Just that it was very relatable at the time.

Last song: Okay let's see. Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics covered by PelleK (the patron saint of metal covers).

Last movie: I don't remember T_T. Prolly a Saltburn rewatch.

Currently reading: The Sandman series. I payed for it (bought it last year) I might as well finish it. In the fanfiction department it's The Harrowing by Chthonion. Amazing thing.

Currently watching: An episode of MasterChef Canada. Good way to learn new words.

Currently eating: Some biscuity thingy with salty caramel. I think it might be expired.

Currently craving: Roasted chicken with rice. Also ceasar salad.

Your turn! (if you wanna): @depressed-cryptid, @glitch3d0ut, @embarressment-erradicated, @radiantidiot, @cheese-crusts, @deergirlslut, @remykai, @aotearoa20 and @ramblingmoon 

[mayoiayasep]

i miss alkaloid <- read motor show 2 days ago

[heich0e]

here to talk about being poly with vashwood. want slow dance with vash in the kitchen at midnight and nick comes in after smoking and sits and watches us, humming to the music on the little radio in the corner.

would like to have wolfwood interrupt me hanging clothes in the line outside and throw me over his shoulder with a heavy slap to my ass so i screech and he laughs before running off with me to spend time with him

taking a bath with vash while nick reads to us while he sucks on a lollipop and occasionally hands it to one of us for a turn hehe

WAAAHHH

gray u GET ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!

vash bringing you home little trinkets and souvenirs when they have to go far away for work, and nicholas never brings you anything but you know the gift he's bringing back to you is getting them both home safe.

wolfwood who is always ALWAYS hovering near you when he's home. not outrightly like vash who gets underfoot no matter what you're doing, but just sort of lingering on the periphery of your eyeline, watching you do whatever it is you're doing. he just likes to have you in his sights because he misses you sooooo much when he's gone.

the bath. THE BATHHHHHHH. your tub isn't big enough for all three of you so someone is always sitting just beside it to keep the other two company (it's almost always nico bc he says you two splash too much but it's actually because it's his favourite part of the day getting to sit next to the basin while the two of you rinse the day from your skin)

[v214egdyz]

"The dark world as you see ittttttttttttttttt, all of life as yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyou know it, reality itsssssssssself as you see it, is all a llllllllllllllie..." Take note that this is the first time I am writing the backstory for this AU, some elements of it may be subject to change sometime in the future. "After several unsuccessful attempts at modifying the Survey Program, the player behind the computer monitor would give up and just continue playing it the way it was left. Kris and Ralsei would spawn at the SAVE point that would be encountered right after shutting the great door. Nothing appeared to be too out of the ordinary at first, that was until the two heroes encountered the Rudinn patrolling the area. It appeared to be gliding in an unnaturally stiff manner, being as stiff as a statue. The two would then engage it in combat, that was the point where the program's corruptions really became noticable. The entire interface was completely messed up; buttons were scattered all across the screen, the TP meter read '-5432%,' and Ralsei and Kris' HPs were swapped with each other. The interface wasn't the only corrupted thing in the battle, the Rudinn's attacks had been duplicated by what seemed like hundreds of THOUSANDS of times, causing severe lag to the program and even occasionally bringing up the 'SURVEY_PROGRAM.exe is not responding' message. Ralsei was targeted during the glitched up mess that was Rudinn's turn, leaving him with only 6 HP remaining. Seeing the lonely prince nearing death, Kris would hurriedly try to find the ITEM button in an attempt to heal him. After much time of searching, they finally found the button, the menu was filled with completely unrecognizable items such as the "FUN&*Y*&HMUEuiwr8," however. The item descriptions weren't any better, but it was all the two had for food. Kris would immediately give the incoherent item to Ralsei... ...it healed him! However, it was healing him a bit too much, even exceeding his maximum HP. He was even starting to become slightly inverted in color, the item was starting to corrupt Ralsei! He was unable to make a move during their turn, so the turn went to Rudinn after that incident. The darkner prince was targeted again, luckily he was now insusceptible to damage thanks to the corrupted item. The turn went back to the two heroes, Kris would use DEFEND on themself while Ralsei used the FIGHT button. His attack was absolutely devastating to the Rudinn, hitting them around a hundred times in one move! The Rudinn was now nothing more than a pile of diamond shards and a robe with a big gaping tear from where Ralsei's scarf hit them at. The two had obtained victory against the corrupted monster, with them gaining $& D$ and Ralsei gaining... $*&{}~! EXP..!? His LOVE was rapidly increasing with the glitched amount of EXP he had gained from basically destroying the Rudinn, it just kept going up, and up, and up, and up... it never stopped increasing. Ralsei, finally coming to the conclusion that there was indeed something very VERY wrong with his surroundings, attempted to run from the scene... only to end up breaking through the program that held him, and even the computer monitor itself in a mere matter of milliseconds due to his immense corruption. It was at the moment where Ralsei had managed to land himself into the digital void that he realized the horrible truth. The castle that he waited what used to seem like all his life in, the entire Dark World itself, even his entire universe, was nothing more than a computer program. The heroes that were once prophesied, the fountains of darkness, his whole entire life, nothing more than a bunch of lies. Even himself, just some coded pixels that were a part of a video game... Now knowing the dark truth behind it all, Ralsei spends his days wandering in the digital purgatory that he drove himself into..." Believe it or not, I actually got the idea for this AU from a dream that I had last night at the time of writing this description! Deltarune belongs to Toby Fox DeltaGliTCh belongs to me

[vonschweetz]

i was thinking about getting back into writing fics and giving writing something for wrestling a shot but im not super sure about it. 🤔 what do you think von? is this sort of thing more rewarding than it feels a little embarrassing?

DO ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!

I mean it depends on what you mean by rewarding. Are you looking for views or more self satisfaction? For instance on the rare occasion I write I don’t really tag it or anything so they don’t really get seen and I don’t really have anyone read it but the few readers I get make me happy and it’s mostly just me happy that I finished something for once. I’m not gonna lie I still get a bit embarrassed that I write fan fiction especially for wrestlers with oc’s but like at the same time I’m slowly getting over it because it really does just help me with my creativity and get all these damn thoughts from my head.

I say go for it! It never hurts to even just like try it out and like even if you don’t like it, you don’t have to force yourself to finish it or post it or anything. I think you should write with you in mind first.

[aquagustd]

Ahhhhhh my predictions were right!!!!!!! Just finished part 5. There was no other way to describe their actions…🥺

The classic if no one can have you, no one else can. Rather have you out of my life than watch you with someone else. Tbh I don’t think I’d ever be able to forgive someone if they did that to me…bc again as I’ve mentioned in my last ask, not everyone goes through the lengths some of them did bc they’re hurting. Their actions say more about themselves as people than the person they hurt. There are certain things in life that you can’t control, but what you can control are your actions. However, I do get where y/n is coming from. She probably felt super lonely, even if she had yoongs, I bet she still missed her other friends, so in any chance she could get any semblance of the relationship they had before, she’d take it.

Nooooo I knew ittttttttttttttttt. Just as tae and y/n were reconciling I was thinking, “ yoongi, what abt yoongi, YOONGI.” And then it happened- ouch

As a reader you might be upset as to why people don’t realize it when someone’s interested in you. But when a person is so infatuated with someone they don’t see anyone else but that person.

Hmmmm I love the way you characterize yoongi in this fic btw. I had a thought at the end, anticipating what yoongi’s actions would be and I was right, because you really brought his character ( and the others) to life. For me yoongi is someone I’d love to hear speak forever. When he gives advice it’s calming & soothing, and I can’t help but to listen to him 🥺 He’s genuine and I love that about him.

Gosh that ending though…hehe

✨anon

yeah a lot of the readers at the time were mad at y/n for forgiving Tae so easily, but as you said, even though she had Yoongi, she still missed her other friends & she just wanted peace with everyone.

EXACTLY !! it could be right in front of you but you’d be so oblivious until someone else points it out. us as readers can see that Yoongi has feelings for her and he’s just watching it all.

thank you 🥺 this is one of my favorite Yoongis & I can’t wait for you to read Gold. He’s my bias & I just love writing him all soft bc that’s who he really is 😭 I feel like he’ll definitely be the friend who’ll be there for you despite what everyone is saying. AHH i’m soft

had to add a lil bit of action between them even if y/n didn’t know 🙄 but I hope you remember that scene for…later. thank you for reading !! I look forward to your reviews ♡♡

[sharcncarter]

Would you believe that I saw someone say that "Seb liking buck/ynat began this problematic behavior" imagine being so self centered that you twist around an issue like police brutality and racism to be about shipping discourse

my eyes just fell out of my socket out of rage at reading this

can these ppl stopppppppppppppppp omfg this ain’t abt a fucking SHIP jesus christ i swear im starting to loathe this fandom i am so glad none of the ppl on my dash are doing this but the fact that this behavior exists at all is just?????????????? stop ittttttttttttttttt go get a job go study for a test go read a book pls stop living solely for fandom

[bloodmoon-bites]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT one of the best fics i've read in a while tbh, you made my shitty day with that one, gave me something to smile over :)

I dont know if you're doing deimos yet or based off song fics, but if you do. Deimos x Fem! reader, exes to lovers . Maybe starting off the fic with a flashback, the flashback being based off austin by dasha where the reader ran into Deimos again when they were tracking him, reaching him before the others only to realize who he was off his voice and asking him this, "Did your boots stop workin'?, Did your truck break down? (Truck break down), Did you burn through money?, Did your ex find out? (Ex find out), Where there's a will then there's a way, And I'm damn sure you lost it, Didn't even say goodbye, Just wish I knew what caused it, Was the whiskey flowin'?, Were you in a fight?, Did the nerves come get you?, What's your alibi?, I made my way back to LA, And that's where you'll be forgotten, In forty years you'll still be here, Drunk, washed up in Austin" By all means please disregard that part if you dont do song fics that's fine! but pretty much just the reader calling him out for leaving their plans behind which lead to her joining rainbow. Then the two of them eventually making it up later down the line after the flash back, the two being forced to work together, or maybe after a fight something happens and they have to rely on each other for survival, only to realize they're still in love all these years later Thanks for taking the time to read :) feel free to dm if you need more details!

FIRST OF ALL- Thank you for the new song, I'm in love with it.

SECOND- A DEIMOS REQUEST?! Truly we are blessed.

Timeline-wise I'm not sure this makes any sense whatsoever but eh.

Deimos was always a bridge burner. It was what he did best.

Maybe it was foolish, but you truly thought that the bridge between the two of you couldn't be burned. Until you came home one night to find all of his things gone, everything he'd kept in your apartment cleared out as if he'd never been there.

Phone calls were useless. His number had already been disconnected.

You had no idea what had driven the sudden disconnect. His work had always been secretive, much like your own, but he always assured you that you'd be the first to know if he had to go dark.

Perhaps it was your fault.

In the months that followed, you threw yourself into your work, desperately trying to push Gerald from your mind until Harry Pandey showed up on your doorstep.

"You'd be an asset to Rainbow," Harry clutched the mug of tea you'd offered him as he sat across from you at the small table, "We're facing a new threat, the Keres Legion."

He said the name as if it would mean something to you. When you didn't respond, he cleared his throat awkwardly and continued, "They're led by Gerald Morris."

Your heart dropped into your shoes as soon as the words left his mouth. Harry must have sensed the change, swiftly pivoting the conversation back to recruitment.

"Joining us would give you a chance to make a difference."

You knew what he meant.

--

Harry was dead by the end of the week that he'd recruited you.

Rainbow was in disarray, constantly besieged by the Keres Legion and now without a leader. Your integration to their ranks was rocky at best- distrustful looks often followed you, accompanied by whispers behind hands.

Jordan, "Thermite" as they called him in the field, was your support in the first few weeks after your recruitment. You were assigned to Redhammer alongside him, tasked with hitting Keres hard and fast, hoping to catch them off-guard.

You were filled with a kind of righteous fury that only Gerald could bring out in you.

You threw yourself into each mission, carving a warpath like a raging wildfire. Every Keres member that you put in the ground only served to enrage you further, mere pawns that the mighty 'Deimos' put between you and him.

Jordan told you to use it, to unbottle the anger and unleash it in full. He was angry too. He'd already lost friends in the Nighthaven split, and now Harry was dead.

"We take him alive, understood?" Jordan gave you a pointed look as he spoke. Weeks of field operations had led you closer to Deimos and his hiding place.

Jordan looked exhausted. Dark circles haloed his eyes and his beard had become unruly. Since Harry's death, he had taken on more responsibility, alongside Doc and Caveira.

Redhammer was huddled outside a warehouse bathed in moonlight, all eyes trained on a floor plan that Jordan had laid on the ground. Red arrows and Xs indicated entry points and positions; you were to take the cat walk that ran above the central room, gaining entry via the window to the east.

Getting inside was easy. Too easy.

You crept along the catwalk while Ash and Thermite came in from below. Fuze set to work planting charges on the exterior of the building.

Beneath you, Keres mercs rifled through crates of weapons. They were of no concern to you, your eyes were fixed on the reinforced door on the opposite side of the room.

Just as you reached it, the sounds of gunfire erupted below, muzzle flashes lighting up the dim space as Thermite and Ash engaged in a firefight.

The gunfire didn't concern you.

You leveled your boot into the door near the handle and it banged open, ricocheting off the wall and sending splinters into the room. You caught sight of Gerald's back as he leapt through the open window and you swore, bounding after him. He had no time to detach his rope, so you followed him down, landing gracefully just feet behind him.

You jumped, tackling him around his middle and bringing him to the ground with a dull thud that forced the air from his lungs. He rolled onto his back, and before he could recover, you leveled a punch into his gut that made him grunt under his mask.

"Deimos," you spit the codename out and he chuckled, "end of the line."

"Still just as pretty, even when you're tryin' to kill me," you could almost hear the smile in his words, "see they got you fightin' the good fight."

"Give me a reason," you hissed.

"I'm bettin' Trace told you to take me alive."

You faltered for a moment and Gerald laughed again. He hadn't attempted to push you off yet, but you knew it was coming. Back in the warehouse, discordant yells were still mixed with gunfire.

"Why did you do it?" you finally asked the question that had burned a hole through you for months, your pistol still pressed firmly against his chest, "Why did you leave?"

"You knew the game, doll," he cocked his head as he stared up at you, "Not like I had fun doing it."

"You didn't even say goodbye," your voice wavered, despite your best efforts, "Not a fucking word- just gone."

He didn't respond, which only pissed you off further.

"Not once did you try to reach out to me," you pressed the gun harder into his chest, "Why?"

"You were safer that way."

The gunfire stopped and your grip on Gerald faltered. In one swift motion, he rolled, knocking you off of him and scrambling to his feet before he disappeared into the night. You cursed and aimed your pistol wildly into the dark, but he was already gone.

--

Jordan knew it wasn't your fault, not really. But that didn't stop Sam from handing you your ass in the days that followed the botched capture attempt.

As punishment, he'd stuck you on watch duty, holed up in some shithole safe house with ears and eyes trained on the warehouse across the street. By the second day, you felt as if you were losing your mind- you were practically begging for something, anything to happen.

And then something did happen.

"Can't believe Rainbow still uses the same safe houses after all these years."

You leapt from your chair and spun on your heel to find Gerald standing in the doorway. Your heart took residence in your throat as you stared him down, your own reflection looking back at you from the eyes of his mask.

"You can relax, sweetheart," he took a few steps forward and you tensed, eyes darting to the door behind him. How much had he changed in all these months? Some of the files you'd read...

"You think I'd hurt you?" he sounded wounded, but you kept your guard up, cursing yourself for resting your sidearm so far from you.

"You've hurt plenty of other people," you glanced at the door again as you spoke, but he had planted himself firmly between it and you.

"They weren't you."

"Why are you here?" you dared a small step toward your pistol that rested on the table near the window.

"Because in about six minutes, this place is gonna be crawling with Masks. Zero isn't as meticulous as Harry was. Shame."

"Harry would still be here if it weren't for you," you shot back and he shrugged.

"You gonna come with me, or you plan on dying to prove a point?"

As if on cue, there was a commotion at the front of the safe house that told you the location was compromised. You glanced at the door, then back to Gerald. He cocked his head in anticipation.

You grabbed your gun from the table and together, you leapt through the window, rolling gracefully as you hit the pavement below. Shots rang out from the window and hit the pavement, sending showers of sparks that lit the dark street at your feet.

You trailed behind Gerald as he wove through the darkening alleyways. No doubt Zero would get word that your location had been compromised. He'd likely send a unit, and you had to wonder if he'd even be disappointed that you weren't there.

Gerald's safe house was nicer than Rainbow's, a fact that wasn't lost on you. You knew that if word got back to HQ about this, you'd be court-martialed at the bare minimum.

It wasn't until your adrenaline ran dry that you noticed the way he clutched at his side protectively, gloved fingers glinting crimson under the fluorescent light.

"You're hit," you moved toward him and he chuckled, pulling his hand to the side so you could see the wound.

"Always so observant," he drawled and you rolled your eyes.

"Let me look at it."

Gerald sank into a chair near the covered window and shucked his jacket to reveal the bloodied area. The bullet, by some miracle of poor White Mask aim, had passed clean through and missed anything vital.

All the anger you'd had was still there, bubbling just below the surface. You still resented him, still hated him with every fiber of your being.

But when he pulled his mask off and tossed it aside, you felt your heart hammer as it had before. He was still the same. Still sharp features and dark eyes that watched your every move as you cleaned the wound and packed it with gauze.

"Harry was right to recruit you," his voice was low as he observed your work.

"Well, he's dead now and losing you last time landed me in this mess."

Gerald grunted in response and you felt the anger as it welled up behind your teeth, threatening to fall out of your mouth like a red hot flame.

"You still hate me, don't ya?" he cocked his head and for a moment the fire died down as your eyes met his. They still crinkled at the corners when he smiled, though new wrinkles had joined the old since you'd last seen his face.

"Do you blame me?" you spat and his smile faded, "Did your phone stop working? Did you even think about me once?" the fire was back, raging in your chest as you stared up at him, defiant as always.

"I never stopped thinkin' about you."

The fire went out in an instant.

"Every day I hoped you were safe. I used to drive by the old place just to make sure you were alive," Gerald leaned in toward you and your heart jumped into your throat, "And every goddamn day, I prayed you'd forgive me."

You opened your mouth, then closed it again, unable to find the words. You'd spent so much time hating him. Resenting him to the point that it made you ill.

Now, here he stood before you- not the mighty Deimos, just Gerald Morris. The man you'd loved.

The man you still loved.

For so long you'd buried it under the anger, convincing yourself that you hated him, convincing the world that you hated him.

"So, do you?" he asked and you met his gaze again, furrowing your brows in confusion, "Forgive me?"

Before you could stop yourself, your arms were around his broad frame, and your face found it's old home buried against his chest. He chuckled and returned the embrace, resting his chin on the crown of your head.

"That a 'yes'?"

You weren't even sure what your forgiveness would look like- how you could reconcile what he'd done- what he would continue to do. But in that moment, it didn't matter, none of it did. You had him here, and he had you.

"Yes."

[pacifiedherlove-blog]

6. Divergent

WARNING: YOU ARE READING AN EXTRA REVIEW BY AN EXTRA FUCKIN PERSON. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. I hate myself bajajajajajajjaja

wow

wowowowowowow

I absolutely love the movie but the book.

THE BOOK.

the book got me shook.

the book got me sweating.

the book made me grin to paper (I must have looked so stupid Lord Give Me Strength)

the book got me screaming “oH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTT”

I adore this book to the moon and back, stars and past (someone kill me). I can’t seem to find Insurgent (I actually just searched two places in my small town 00ps kill me) I can’t wait to read the rest of this amazeballs series I LOVE ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT a bit too much If you ask me, but oh well.

ugh tris & four got me sbdngeljwmndsf;urehgdsjb;uedbs;SDIHWENFBSG

wow what a shit review !!! who cares I'm too sh o Oked by this masterpiece.