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[undeaddwerewollf]

brittana hidden palette challenge 😘

[spacetravels]

YIPPEEE DRAGON AGE!!! request for cousland lore dump and general reaction to their current terrible no good life situation (and your general opinion of the game I hope you’re liking it!!) <3

YIPPEE!!! i do have some lore in mind www

her name’s tris :) basically trained as a warrior alongside fergus and had gotten comfortable with the idea of being her brother’s right hand… she’s very tough and serious on the outside but is constantly freaking out inside LOL everything is happening too fast but at least she has her Doggy

she thought being a soldier is what she wanted her whole life and then becoming a warden is like being handed her dream but with a clause attached that she isn’t entirely sure she’s capable of handling… but she feels bad for alistair so she’s taking it very seriously for his sake. she has examined nothing of her own grief and feelings <3

AS FOR ME!!! i’m having sooo much fun. i’ve always been on the outside looking into da fandom & i’ve owned the games for ages and just. never had the time or means to sit and play 😭 but now i CAN!!! YAAAY

currently doing the broken circle (i did werewolf stuff first. and redcliffe. then detoured.) and just got out of the fade last night. this is all i have to say abt it

[velvetbunniie]

yk how it is

[rcbid]

                           𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗲𝗱            :       anyone   in   mountain   sky   hotel   !

𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿 :   10:00 pm . 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻:   within camp borders .

*      ❪        🗝️       ❫    ﹕   𝗵𝗲   𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘀   𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵   𝗮   𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴    𝗳𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻,   𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲  in   showcasing   his   distaste   for   the   plan   at   hand.    it'd   been   a work - in - progress,   though   probably   not   at   a   speed   those around him   favored : lectures on keeping an open mind, to keep his concerns to himself should he have an insufferable amount of them. like yelling   at   a   child   to   stop   picking   at   a   scab,   for   fear   of   it   turning   into   an   ugly   scar.   they’d   do   it   anyway,   of   course.   a    natural   instinct   to   minimize   the   discomfort   ;   if   just   for   a   moment.   pride   overcomes   his   ability   to   keep   quiet   as   he   juts   into   the   conversation, ❛  —   that's   not   gonna   work.   i’m   tellin'   you   right    now.  it's not.   ❜      & just like   that   there's   a   class   of   sighs, biting   &   tearing   at   the   inner   workings   of   his   mind.    ❛  we've  offered   them   that for the  last   three weeks.   if   we   don't    come up with somethin' new they're gonna lose interest. and you all know they're our best connection to ammo.    ❜   no   more   than   two   years   before   he   would’ve    gritted   his   teeth   at   every   stricken   glare.   brains   too   small   to   think   about   the    what   if's.  now,   he   just . . .   scoffs. amusement taken with their frustration.   passive   in   their   aggression.   never   would   he   admit   the   way   it'd   made   him   feel   small.   he   hates   it.    it   was   a   truth   he’d   have   to   take   to   the   grave.   he   glances   up   at   the   moon’s   shine,   silver   &   elastic   on   their   dull   features as they rattle on.   

[cultfic]

hayooo we are officially back, expect activity to resume v soon bc i've missed this place and every1 in it 🖤

[kitttenteeth]

and I will answer dms /asks soon ipromise T^T i am overwhelmed &well I am a girl who is scared mostly . Don’t be mad for ilove u -heart-

[ryochinst]

how are we feeing boys

[theshinazugawaslut]

Hiya! Any other tumblr authors you would recommend? Love your work so much by the way! ^-^

I'm so happy that you love my work — I hope to release lots of more works once exams are over!

And, of course! I'm more than happy to provide recommendations though I will warn beforehand that I don't actually keep a lot of authors in my head whilst reading books on Tumblr but these are the ones I remember vividly:

@yanderenightmare

Her Bakugo stories are some of my favourites.

Really interesting ideas, always really creative, and writes for a large range of characters!

@ectologia

Again, her Bakugo fics have me in a chokehold

@sluttysanemi

Ugh, Nicole makes me cum with her Sanemi stuff.

A believer in the virgin sanemi agenda

@mysicklove

Mello's big brother Sukuna AU will forever have me bursting into rainbows and marshmallow fluff

@meowzfordayz

One of the very first authors I read on here

She characterises incredibly well and is also one of the sweetest people ever!

/ my brain is still dead from assignments and work right now so I know I'm forgetting a lot but please forgive me y'all :(

[rizz-penguin]

i don't know if this post will still mean anything in 12 hours, but i'm going to probably be super inactive until everything that's happening with me right now sorta blows over. i'm not gonna say much, but crazy shit is probably gonna happen including possibly a trip to court!

[fuzzyunicorn]

The way in which I love gen Alpha

[s0bk]

AF 2023 Batch 4 !

@queryyy / ~xZeroQx ~lwlvyei / @bakugoes

[mrs-bluemarine]

Coming at u w breaking news to say my dog boy finally has a name!!! His name is Wade :3

I think his mouth should stretch just a liittle too wide whenever he smiles at someone

[chelemlem]

You can't just say landoscar ended a relationship and then leave me hanging...

LMAO to be clear it was 1. my relationship 2. more of a final nail sort of thing

when i'm first developing a new interest i tend to hyperfocus and not really pay attention to anything (or anyone) else...... skill issue on my part :[ the timing of it didn't help either: it was right off the back of both of us being rlly busy with work and also, damningly, me_voice: "but hey effone is going on break for a whole month so i'll have more time to spend together on weekends instead of being glued to a screen !!" [cue twister video][the rest is history]

we're still on good terms tho + they introduced me to my fave moroccan restaurant for which i will always be grateful :3

[bimiio]

^_^

[29625]

Slimav & Slice omegaverse! AU.

Some bits and pieces about beta! Ice/omega! Sli with a bit of alpha! Mav. Hurt/no comfort. For now, at least.

Inspired by 冷たい頬 (Tsumetai hoho; Your Cold Cheek) by SPITZ.

@aki-draws-things Another omegaverse work! Thought you might enjoy it 💗

So…SPITZ. They are a Japanese band. They are so good at making both warm fuzzy tingly lovey-dovey stuff and angsty, potentially dark lyrics. 冷たい頬 in particular, is all about unrequited love that slowly infests the protagonist’s soul and sanity before they represses their feelings so that they won’t hurt their crush/lover/obsession. Let me share some of the lyrics and explore the unrequited love of Mr. Iceman (I’m so sorry Ice I love you. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH LIKE AHHHHHHHHH BUT HES SO SO FUN TO HURT!!!!!!!!!!! sorry) shall we?

Translations are made by me so please forgive any mistakes or my lack of poetic knowledge. I wrote a poem in English like once when I dated an American girl and she was like that’s not how rhiming works and I just. let that slide and never touched poetry ever agai

ふざけすぎて恋が幻でも

構わないといつしか思っていた

壊れながらきみを追いかけてく

近づいても遠くても知っていた

それが全てでなにもないこと

時のシャワーの中で

My love may be a mirage, a false fantasy

But I guessed it was alright, fooled around too much

I run, run, after you, getting broken as I go

Even when I get closer, or even when you’re so far away,

I just know it’s everything, it’s just for nothing,

In this stream of time.

Not gonna lie, feels Slice to me! Maybe hurt no comfort! Again because I’m terrible!!

This is Ice’s perspective, crushing and obsessing hard over his RIO—who’s ultimately unavailable for him to claim, mark him as his and protect and shield him forever. That’s not what a beta is supposed to do—even if he loves Ronnie so much and he can’t think of anyone doing a better job than him, having witnessed the abuse his Ronnie had to endure. He’s fought tooth and nail to protect him, not just once. He would definitely shield him in social occasions at TOPGUN which inevitably include alphas. And he definitely doesn’t approve Mav getting closer to Slider—even though he notices how Slider has changed, for the better, perhaps. After Mav started actively learning about omegas and becoming an ally. After Slider allowed him to be closer than most alphas.

“Leave him be,” Mav tells him at some point—to him, he’s just straight up violating his autonomy sometimes; he’s just too protective for his own good, assuming that everyone is against Sli—which, in his opinion, doesn’t make sense.

Maverick likes Slider. He likes how intriguing he actually is, underneath all those cocky facade. They’ve come to spend time together more often lately (I’m kind of struggling to create a proper background as to realize Slimav in this AU—maybe Mav becomes interested in learning about omegas after he’s encountered Sli experiencing a bad heat? Or maybe they can get close before he learns about Sli’s secret identity. Which do you prefer? Do you have any ideas because I’m running out!). He admires how precise and strong he is up in the air, and he adores he’s as idiotic and goofy as he is on the ground, laughing their asses off together.

“Don’t assume he’s some powerless damsel in distress if you love him so much, man. Why can’t you just believe in him? Do you want to fucking cage him until he wilts away? Why? Why do you want to fucking take it all away from him?”

And Ice just, snaps.

No, he doesn’t understand. Alphas never understand. Alphas are the takers, they take and take and take until nothing is left in the omegas—their autonomy, their dignity, their souls, everything. At least where he and Sli grew up. At least what he was exposed to and what Sli had to endure has proven him correct. He must protect him, even though he can’t quite understand from what, or from whom, anymore.

Love—maybe it’s love. Long-repressed yet it’s still there. Betas can’t have omegas. The stigma of association is still strong, and in fact, their incompatible biologies are painful for both sides; betas can’t end their omegas’ rut, and if they are to have pups one day—the chances of having biological ones are slim. Their bodies are incompatible. He hates it not because Ronnie’s incompatible, no, NEVER, whatever people have said, but because he is incompatible. Or maybe the fact Maverick is compatible—an alpha he can’t trust, an alpha who is too dangerous for his own good, an alpha who could break Ronnie.

Ice doesn’t just snap his teeth at him, or hit him with some witty yet on-point comebacks—he actually fights Mav, grabbing and punching him. So hard and sudden that Mav collides onto the surface of the locker, banging his head with a loud sound as his short body hit the ground.

Love. Maybe it’s love. But Ice calls it an obsession. Futile, yet still so harmful—judging by the way Maverick groans on the floor, his hand covering his nose, blood slowly dripping through his fingers. Rage. Ice expected rage flaring up in his eyes, ready to kill, ready to take. But confusion and fear are all he can see. It was then he realized Mav was defenseless, unarmed, not trying to put up a physical fight, not to mention their obvious height differences.

Oh, God.

Ice takes a step back and slams into the wall, barely being able to stand. His body suddenly feels limp as his blood runs cold.

And the hurt doesn’t just end here;

さようなら僕のかわいいシロツメクサと

手帖の隅で眠りつづけるストーリー

風に吹かれた君の冷たい頬に

ふれてみた　小さな午後

“Goodbye, my sweet clover”

The story rests in the corner of my diary

On your cheek, cold in the wind,

My touch lingers, in this little afternoon.

This is the closing line of the song which never fails to make me cry. Oh God the repression. And the subtle gesture of affection. The blurry line between platonic and romantic is just so on point—touching and caressing someone’s cheek.

Ice knows, without being told by that goddamn alpha who doesn’t understand shit, that there’s no forever for him and Ronnie. No matter how much he loves him. No matter how much he cares. Ronnie has long been Slider, a strong, precise pilot that he used to dream of as a child. Maybe his existence itself is a burden for Slider, Ice wonders as he feels his breath gets shallow. Someone who knows his secret identity, someone who knows exactly what he’s been through—someone who’s dangerous. Maybe he’s making excuses. Maybe it’s just an intricate play to tie him down. Maybe—maybe it’s just him trying to prey on him while pretending to protect him.

Ice almost chokes at the thought of him forcing himself on Ronnie, pinning him down as he tries to flee, or be too stunned to even do anything, taking advantage of him. But who knows? He showed himself capable of hurting someone, knocking them down and make them bleed, just like his father used to do to him and his mother, who was an omega.

Or maybe, just maybe, he can be there for Ronnie forever, just not in the form of reciprocated romance. Whenever Ice thinks of the possibility, he remembers their adolescence—a fleeting memory of sitting on the bank of the river in April. He would caress Ronnie’s cheek, cold from the wind, with so many excuses. Just because. He didn’t want him to get cold (“It’s just my cheek, Tommy.” Ronnie would giggle. “You have to warm my neck if you really want.” Although Ice didn’t know how is that possible—without choking him—he wanted to if he allowed him to). There was something on his cheek (breadcrumb was his favorite excuse because his mom usually fed them some sandwiches). And in some unfortunate occasions, he wanted to soothe the pain from being hit by Ronnie’s unstable mother.

Ice doesn’t know if it’s still the same, lying on the carpet of clovers together, laughing as their bodies get tangled up. It was before Ronnie’s first heat happened when he was 15. He was a late-bloomer, his mom told him, and it usually meant he’d have it rough. Cuddling started to hold a different meaning, or so Ice thought. Hoped, even, perhaps. He hoped it was the same while wishing it would be different.

Maverick opens his eyes, finally regaining his composure again. His head still feels like it’s spinning and he can taste the blood on his tongue. Damn, that bastard was strong—he shifts against the locker and feels the ground tilt.

He looks up at Ice, his gaze hazy and wandering from the impact. Maverick expects some sort of hostility, glare, smirk, whatever, or maybe another blow, smashing his skull for good this time. He sits up as if to prepare for the inevitable crash—only to be met with Ice’s empty gaze.

“…What,” Maverick mutters hoarsely. He hates how he sounds confused and defensive, even though he knows he is. “What do you…what do you want?”

Ice’s fingers are firmly pressed against his lips, and the force seems to only increase as the silence grows stronger in the stifling room.

“Ice?”

“Sorry,” He finally speaks as he drops his hand and clenches his other arm strong enough to bruise. “I’ll…I’ll get you some towel, alright?”

Maverick wants to ask what’s happening—or rather, what compelled him to smash his head against the cold metal, only to go radio silent afterward—but Ice has already left the room before he can say anything.

[archersgoon]

the other reason i like to give f/q more kids is this: thinking about the fucking neuroses those kids would have always makes me giggle