#I’m back to writing fics! (hopefully)

[girlbossnezuko]

Stobin Mandalorian AU part 1

(aka s3 stobin accidentally acquire a magic baby)

[part 2] [part 3]

It’s Robin that first hears the baby crying. She insists it’s coming from the vents on her right side — Steve’s left — but the concussion’s left everything kind of soupy so it takes him a few minutes to pick it out from the ever-present hum of the gate-laser and the rush of blood through his own ears. Once he notices it though, it’s hard to stop.

It’s a sad, lonely sort of crying that makes his heart ache. Robin makes a dubious sort of noise when he mentions this and insists that it’s probably just hungry — which Steve has to admit is likely, none of the Russians they’ve met so far can really be described as ‘nurturing’ — but something in his gut tells him that’s not it.

He doesn’t get the chance to say anything before the Russians come back with the doctor, and then they have a whole new set of problems to worry about.

The mysterious blue goop makes everything a million times soupier and having pliers around his fingernail is not great, but then Dustin and Erica are there and everything’s great again. Super great, even.

“Can you two hurry up?” Dustin hisses, pulling Steve upright when he starts to list to the side.

It’s a little difficult to navigate when your head is soup and your bones are blue and goopy and you’re bleeding from at least three places you weren’t bleeding from this morning, and Steve makes a valiant attempt to tell Dustin this because it’s important information he needs to know. He starts, then stops because he can barely hear himself over the siren and honestly this is just like earlier when he was trying to hear the— oh right.

“Baby,” Steve says, and Robin whips her head around in slow motion to stare at the vent.

“Did you just call me a baby?” Dustin demands, shoving them into the hallway.

“Nooo, no, no,” Steve insists. He takes two steps in the direction Dustin is going, then checks to see where the vent leads. It’s going in the other direction. He turns around. “Baby. The baby. Gotta get the baby.”

“It’s hungry,” Robin says decisively, even though Steve’s almost positive that’s not the problem.

“I don’t know why these two idiots are so focused on it but I did hear a baby,” Erica says, and Dustin groans.

“And you didn’t say anything?”

“I didn’t think I was the only one around here with working ears,” she says scathingly. “Clearly I was wrong.”

Steve and Robin are already halfway down the hall. Robin stops, cocking her head like a bird, and gasps.

“I hear it! This way!”

She books it around a corner, and she might be only going half as fast as she usually does but she’s still a lot faster than Steve. He stumbles after her, clutching at the weird tubes on the wall for support.

“Get back here!” Dustin hisses, tugging at Steve’s arm. “We have to go!”

“Steve!” Robin shouts at the top of her lungs. “I found the baby!”

Steve manages to drag both himself and Dustin around the corner and into a small room with a metal door. Clearly he needs to start making Dustin exercise because he should not be weaker than Steve is when his bones are soup. Dustin should have solid bones — he drinks a lot of milk, and it’s like, scientifically proven that milk makes your bones stronger. It’s that vitamin — or is it a mineral? Ca— Cancer? No, wrong one. Ca-something. Robin would know.

Anyway Dustin has strong bones so obviously it’s a muscle thing that’s the reason why his arms are really weak and Steve should make him play basketball about it.

Robin’s holding a baby.

“Put that down,” Dustin insists, letting go of Steve to gesture at Robin. She pouts and cuddles the baby closer.

It’s such a cute, perfect baby too. Steve stumbles closer so he can look at the perfect baby. It has soft wisps of brown hair and squishy pink cheeks, and when Robin smooths a thumb over those squishy baby cheeks it stops crying and opens its big brown eyes.

“Steve,” Robin says, staring at him with her own wide eyes, “it’s a girl baby.”

“She’s perfect,” Steve whispers, and he wants to hold her so so bad but he can’t even hold himself up right now and the only thing worse than not holding her is dropping her so he has to leave her with Robin even though it kind of makes him want to cry.

He’s always wanted a baby.

“Okay,” he turns back to Dustin, who’s looking very stressed. “Now we can go.”

“What do you mean ‘now we can go’?”

“We have the baby, let’s go!”

“We can’t just steal a baby!”

“Yes we can,” Robin says, and starts walking out the door. “See? We’re stealing her. Easy peasy.”

“But—!”

“Let’s go, nerd!” Erica says, shoving them all out of the room. “Cry about it later, we need to leave!”

Steve stops to grab a few baby things, though there isn’t much. A white blanket, a few cloth diapers, and a thick stack of folders — the last of which aren’t baby things, but he assumes they’ll be important anyway. The stitching on the corner of the blanket reads ‘Два’, the same as the label on her metal crib.

“Aba,” he mutters, following them to the weird red car. “Like the band?”

Well, it’s probably a beautiful name for a baby girl. In Russian.

[part 2]

[daffi-990]

Fuck it Friday

Okay so I think I’ve hit a bit of writers block atm. Didn’t write anything yesterday and wrote maybe 200 words today? Ngl I’m bummed but nothing much I can do 🤷🏻‍♀️.

Still want to share something so here’s some Maddie and Buck from Rival Firefighters 🚒 I wrote a little while ago.

“So .. your friend Chim is pretty cute.”

A groan makes its way out of his throat. “I knew you had a thing for him!”

Maddie sits up and gaps down at him. “What? No you did not!”

“Yes I did,” Buck laughs, “as soon you met him you were all blushy and your name’s Chim? Oh there’s a story there” he speaks the last part in a high pitch voice, trying to imitate Maddie and failing spectacularly, which just makes both of them burst into laughter. “Seriously Mads, you guys shook hands and then just like, didn’t let go.”

Maddie bites her lip and asks shyly. “So you think if I asked him out sometime he’d say yes?”

Buck’s face softens. “He’d be an idiot not to.” He sits up and turns himself so he’s better facing his sister. “I know your last relationship was a total shit show, but Chim is a good guy, one of the best actually. But don’t tell him I said that, he doesn’t need the ego boost.”

A smile begins to curve Maddie’s lips. “I don’t have any plans to ask him out any time soon, but maybe-” she takes a deep breath, as if finding her courage, “maybe in the not too distant future I’ll be ready to try dating again.”

Buck moves to wrap an arm around her in a one armed hug. She’s been through so much and the fact that she can look to the future and see hope, well he’s incredibly proud of her and tells her as much.

No pressure tagging: @athenagranted @wikiangela @lover-of-mine @watchyourbuck @loserdiaz @exhuastedpigeon @wildlife4life @weewootruck @ladydorian05 @eddiebabygirldiaz @rainbow-nerdss @thewolvesof1998 @theotherbuckley @try-set-me-on-fire @the-likesofus @spotsandsocks @devirnis @disasterbuckdiaz @honestlydarkprincess @hoodie-buck @hippolotamus @jamespearce9-1-1 @jesuisici33 @jeeyuns @captain-hen @callmenewbie @spagheddiediaz @monsterrae1 @malewifediaz @steadfastsaturnsrings and anyone else who wants to share something 😘

[koqabear]

me genuinely tweaking bc i’m finally writing a taehyun fic

a little spoiler under the cut… 😊 (mdni.)

[spock-smokes-weed]

Zoro being incredibly fussy about Sanji giving him another baby (once he realizes he does want more kids), and while he’s miserable with morning sickness all the straw hats are like “you’re the one who wanted this, dude”

[crybaby-bkg]

I’m taking another creative writing class this semester but I’m so nervous bc writing hasn’t been coming as easily to me bc of this time of year + grief but I hope this class pulls me out of this rut 🥲

[scionshtola]

internet on my phone isn’t working in my office again…i will see you all in 7 hours i guess…pls keep me in your thoughts

[dollsuguru]

when y’all do dialogue do you just base line write the quotes and THEN later on add extra info? 🤔 also damn how do people Overall write their paragraphs so well

[salineroses]

Yep, I’m stuck

[patchodraws]

so i’m kinda working on a number of wips rn, namely:

- a paper girls beach house au for summertime

-an isobaylin horror/drama story exploring their own traumas for halloween

- a few original screenplays for short and feature films

and

- my original novel story, horizon: nexus

anyways, ask me anything about them !! i wanna get back in the habit of talking about my writing on here !!

[collectivecloseness]

Yandere!Steve Harrington, who’s worried your boyfriend Eddie isn’t good enough for you

Which obviously causes issues with you when he brings that up

And causes issues with Eddie when he hears Steve saying things like that to his partner...

[redjukebox]

Me @ my brain: cmon man we gootta focus on this school shit and we gotta do all these things to ensure we’re good for the next quarter and we literally cannot be late or we’re so screwed and we reeeaally have to make an appointment like we’ve had to for the past 3 months pleeeaasee

My brain: ok but like what if Tick Tock constantly feels the need to move around, whether it’s moving his ears, tail, tapping his hoof, or even just talking to make sure that he still can?? Like bro was paralyzed and literally could not move AT ALL for at LEAST a year (at the very VERY least) like that must’ve done SOOOO MUCH DAMAGE OH MY GOD HE LITERALLY COULD NOOOT MOOVE BRO HE WAS 12

[yin-yanglulu]

Comfort

Rating: General Audiences

Category: M/F

Fandom: Skylanders (Video Games)

Relationship: Cali/Flynn (Skylanders)

Characters: Cali (Skylanders), Flynn (Skylanders)

Additional Tags: Mutual Pining & Comfort

“Flynn?” Cali asked.

“Yeah!” Flynn replied.

“Can you help me and Hugo with the campfire please?” Cali said.

“Righty-o!” Flynn said with his usual smile.

The three of them were currently being imprisoned by Count Moneybone as part of Kaos’ Sky Eater attack.

They had managed to find some wood left behind by the guards, and managed to steal it to make a campfire for the night.

“We’ll need to be quick making this, don’t wanna attract Moneybone’s attention” Cali said as she pulled a box of matches out of her pocket and tossed a matchstick into the campfire.

“Where have you been keeping those?” Flynn asked.

“I can fit a lot in my pockets, heh!” Cali chuckled.

“It’s a good thing the guards forgot to take away anything useful!” Hugo said.

“Guess that Moneybone guy wanted to get us locked up as fast as possible” Flynn said, “Which is good because I ain’t got any enchiladas on me!” He added.

“I’ll get some rest if we’re supposed to be getting a message from Eon soon” Hugo said, finding a comfortable position to sleep in.

“Okay, guess I’ll stay up a little longer!” Cali said.

“Me too!” Flynn replied.

Cali chuckled at him, and her face turned serious.

“Is something wrong Cal?” Flynn asked, noticing the change in her facial expression.

“I’m…I know this might sound odd for me…but I’m scared” Cali sighed.

“Moneybone’s involvement bringing back bad memories huh?” Flynn replied.

“Mhm…” Cali mumbled.

“I still hate that jerk for what he did to us…” Flynn said, thinking about when Moneybone crashed his celebration and kidnapped Cali.

“Y’know…I’m always here for you…” Flynn whispered, gently brushing Cali’s hand.

“Thanks…I’m gonna go get some rest now…” Cali said, beginning to lie down to get some sleep.

“Goodnight!” Flynn said, moving away from Cali and finding a space to rest.

“Hey Cal? You still awake?” Flynn asked.

Cali was already fast asleep.

“Oh right…heh…” Flynn whispered.

The next morning, the three of them were taken outside their prison cell for questioning on where the rest of their friends were hiding.

After a very unsuccessful questioning on the general’s part, they went taken back to their cell for the day.

Hugo was reading his book, while Flynn was sat with Cali.

“What’s that book?” Flynn asked.

“Oh, it’s a sketchbook, I only use it every once in a while” Cali answered.

“You gonna draw in it or somethin’?” Flynn said.

“Mhm, if you want me to!” Cali replied.

“How about you draw…me!” Flynn said laughing, Cali rolled her eyes at him.

“Sure!” Cali said.

She opened the notebook and began drawing him.

A while later, she was done with the drawing.

“Annnd here!” Cali said, showing Flynn the drawing.

“Pretty good, you managed to capture my amazing looks~” Flynn said teasingly.

“What else have you drawn?” He added.

“Uhhhh nothing really interesting!” Cali said, closing her notebook, seemingly embarrassed by something.

“Okay!” Flynn said.

A few hours went by, and they decided to rest for the night.

Luckily a rebelling guard managed to give them some blankets and pillows, although it resulted in the guard getting taken away.

Hugo was the first one to fall asleep, Cali and Flynn stayed up a little longer.

“As much as it sucks being stuck in here, I think being stuck with you two is making things a little better!” Cali said.

“Really?” Flynn asked.

“Yeah…” Cali replied.

“Did you ever think you’d end up with a job like this as a kid?” She asked.

“Not really, I knew I’d be a pilot but…wasn’t expecting to be helping the Skylanders!” Flynn answered.

“With the amount of time I’ve spent getting to know you over the years, you’re not bad, not that you were ever bad at all!” Cali said.

“Glad to hear it, you’re pretty cool too!” Flynn replied.

“Hm…thanks…” Cali said, her cheeks turning the slightest shade of red.

The two of them felt their hands touching slightly, and both pulled away awkwardly.

“Goodnight!” Flynn said.

“You too!” Cali replied.

The next morning, they were taken to breakfast in the prison’s cafeteria, and were brought back shortly afterwards.

“Eon must be contacting us at some point, I’m starting to get worried!” Hugo said as he kept reading his book.

“I’m sure he’ll contact us soon!” Cali replied.

Flynn was sat close to them, pondering something.

“You alright Flynn?” Cali said.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to give you…” Flynn said, pulling something from inside of his jacket.

He had pulled out a necklace, it was made out of red, pink and green beads.

“You made a necklace?” Cali asked.

“I found this in a random shop, I thought you’d like it, I meant to give it to you on your birthday, but I forgot” Flynn replied.

“I like it! Thanks!” Cali said, taking the necklace from him and putting it around her neck.

A while after, they were brought out of their cells for mugshots.

Cali was sat next to an older female mabu, the lady was looking at her necklace.

“Aww! Did your betrothed give you that?” The mabu asked.

“What do you mean?” Cali replied.

“The colours of your necklace, they mean something!” The mabu said.

“The green beads symbolise platonic love, the pink beads symbolise first love, and the red beads symbolise romantic love!” She added.

“Oh…I didn’t know that!” Cali said, looking at the necklace, blushing with embarrassment.

“Maybe Flynn didn’t know about the colour symbolism” She thought.

“They’re common types of necklace bead colours for when someone is engaged or married” The old woman said.

“Ah, right!” Cali replied.

“Who gave it to you?” The mabu asked.

“My friend…” Cali answered.

“Ah! was it the loud one in the aviator jacket?” The lady said.

“Yes…” Cali mumbled.

“Hm, maybe he’s trying to tell you something, but can’t say it out loud because he’s nervous” the lady replied.

“Hey! Hands off the jacket!” Flynn shouted at one of the guards who dragged him out the mugshot room.

“You alright?” Cali asked.

“It’s nothing Cal, best not to annoy them” Flynn said.

“I think you’re up next” He added.

“Okay!” Cali said, walking into the mugshot room.

“Were you the one who gave her that necklace?” The old lady said.

“Yeah…” Flynn replied.

“Do you know what the beads on it symbolise?” She asked.

“No” said Flynn.

“The green means platonic love…”

“Yeah…I think she’s pretty cool!”

“And the pink and the red symbolise first love and romantic love…”

“Oh…I didn’t know that…” Flynn said blushing.

“Do you like her in that way?” The elder mabu asked.

“Yeah…don’t tell her though…I’ve been wanting to tell her that myself…but I’m nervous…what if she doesn’t like me back…” Flynn answered.

“Well…I think there’s a good chance she does, she seems to really care about you!” The woman replied.

A while after they got their mugshots taken, they went back to their cell for the night.

“Flynn?” Cali said.

“Hm?” Flynn asked.

“Can I stay with you for the night?” Cali asked.

“Sure…” Flynn answered.

Cali lay down with her pillow and blanket, and snuggled up to him.

“It’s cold in here huh?” Flynn said.

“Mhm, though resting here is keeping me warm!” Cali whispered.

“Good to know!” Flynn whispered back.

They fell asleep, keeping each other warm and safe.

The next morning, they could hear a loud sound coming from the speakers.

It was Count Moneybone announcing Eon’s imprisonment in the Land Of The Undead.

Hugo was busy trying to contact the portal master on Earth, but was struggling due to Kaos cutting off connections to Earth.

Flynn and Cali has been woken up by the announcement, not even noticing they were holding onto each other.

“Oh! sorry!” Flynn said, letting go of Cali.

“It’s fine!” Cali replied.

“Are you trying to contact the portal master Hugo?” She added.

“Yes, you two might wanna come see this!” Hugo replied.

The three of them had been imprisoned for days, slowly losing hope of Skylands being saved.

Now was their only chance at finding help.

The End.

[suashii]

good morning :3 what are you guys up to today?

[rinhaler]

Having a pamper day today bc I’ve been absolutely neglecting my needs in favour of being chronically online and barely sleeping 😭

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: slight dubcon

You’re not too sure how they passed any sort of prerequisites in order to get into your senior level class, but the duo must be doing something right, you think to yourself. Looking from the corner of your eye you watch them—Shigaraki, the ash haired one, and Dabi, the one with white hair and burn scars covering the lower half of his face. They never seem to pay attention in class, and yet Shigaraki’s papers are always used as exemplary and Dabi is always praised for his high test scores—even higher than your own.

You turn your nose up at them when they both turn to you, must sense the way your eyes strain from where you look at them in the corners. Dabi waves, a little smirk pulling up his lips, and Shigaraki only stares with a tilt of his head and a whisper to his friend. They unnerve you, the duo, with their empty eyes and haunting little smiles thrown your way, with their taunting calls of tutoring you when you find out that you’ve come third place to them, again.

But maybe you do need the help, the extra support. You don’t go to them necessarily, but instead the library, looking for a tutor. You feel ambushed when you’re greeted by Dabi sitting behind the librarians desk with his own name tag and Cheshire grin.

“Knew you’d need a tutor sooner or later, sweetheart,” his voice is so grating, so demeaning, so—so hot. It makes your thighs squeeze together and your eyebrows furrow. You can’t think of him like that, shouldn’t be getting so close to a scary weirdo that looks like he might eat you if you step too close.

“Shiggy’s in room 205.” Dabi tells you, nods his head over to a back room, and you stay rooted to your spot, too embarrassed to admit that you don’t know where that room is. Dabi cocks an eyebrow at your shifting legs before it all must click to him. He sighs a quiet little ‘ahh’ before he stands, rounding the desk, as he guides you into the private rooms.

When he gets there, Shigaraki is already sitting there with his feet on the table and a game controller in hand. He doesn’t say much when Dabi tells him what you’re there for—an extra boost in knowledge, you chime in, to which they both just snicker at you—before you find yourself sitting between the both of them. Why Dabi is still there is a question you’re still asking yourself, but you try to ignore him when Shigaraki starts explaining difficult topics as if they were the easiest thing in the world while still maintaining first place in his game.

You’re so wrapped up in defending your smarts to Shigaraki when you can’t answer a question, you almost miss the way Dabi pats condescendingly at your thigh. Your head whips around to him, at his hot grip on your skin, eyes widening when you’re met with his close proximity. His eyes are a lot bluer up close, you think to yourself, rearing back suddenly when his smirk is devious enough to send a shiver up your back.

Your pull away is only met with another hard chest against your back, gasping, as you turn to look at the offender behind you. Shigaraki is even closer this time, and you can feel the puff of his breath against your lips, wonder how a persons eyes could be as bright and vivid as his own.

“What’re you—“ your question falls on a pair of silencing lips, Shigaraki pulling you into a kiss so rough that it makes your teeth knock and a groan press from his mouth to yours. Dabi wants in on the action, pulls your face away to kiss sweetly at your lips, hands loosely around your neck as he tilts your head every way he wants.

Shigaraki pulls you back to him, but Dabi follows this time, his mouth still on yours. You gasp, clinging onto both of their shirts when two tongues are skimming and swiping the insides of your mouth, their wet muscles sliding against the others.

“Figured this was all you wanted,” Dabi chuckles against your mouth, grin pulling at his lips when you gasp and start trying to deny it. It’s hard though, when you’re being wrestled onto the table by rough and dry hands, when your bottoms are being ripped down, and your hands are pinned beside your head.

“Get—get off’a me!” You try to wriggle away, but Dabi only tuts down at you, shushes you with a little mocking pout.

“But you’ve wanted this for so long now, didn’t you? We’ve seen the way you look at us,” Dabi’s tone is dismissive, his eyes glued on his friend who moves your underwear to the side. Shigaraki’s eyes are low and hooded as he takes in the strings of slick that snap from your inner thigh, the glossy part of your lips as he spreads your legs wider to accommodate his body.

“Besides, by the time we’re finished with you, you’re gonna be begging for more.” Shigaraki’s voice is downright cruel, before he’s swooping down to lick a long stripe from your taint all the way up to your clit. You groan at that, eyes fluttering, back arching off of the table. Dabi holds you down though, keeps you pinned to the table while his tongue explores the valleys of your skin. You can only lay there and take everything given to you, wondering all the while, how they knew this was a fantasy of yours for weeks now.

[unohanadaydreams]

Just realized that mayuri and lady Gaga are both Aries

How are you ?

Not only is this an incredible observation but I think Mayuri would probably enjoy Lady Gaga as she has a wonderful history of saluting the taboo and sexual perverse.

Maybe not her music (personally, I think Mayuri skews very old fashioned or very experimental in his music tastes. Maybe he listens to pop but maybe he does it while the air is marinating in the screams of test subjects so he’s only 1/3 listening to pop y’know) but definitely her persona and long line of eclectic fashion.

If Mayuri thought he could get away with wearing a meat suit into a Captain’s meeting without being beaten to death by Yamamoto’s cane, he would. Sure, Shunsui is more relaxed but Nanao is not and she has full license to throw the book at people over petty bullshit she finds unbecoming. We can only imagine the verbal throw downs she and Mayuri have had (because she would absolutely not stay silent when Mayuri fought back like Yamamoto did LIKE) that helped lead to him appearing everywhere via hologram in Hellverse instead of in person. Would pay to see that show. And also Mayuri in a meat suit.

Born This Way (Purposefully Off-Putting and Unnatural Science Creature) edition. Judas (Is Blonde and Annoying and Not What The Seireitei Needs) edition.

Also I’m okay. Very excited to fuck off on PTO soon and regain my humanity and brain cells that excessive OT has wrung from me.