#archie x tw

[thesecretgossipdiary]

↳ request: madelaine petsch, k.j. apa, & holland roden as a group of friends

[booasaur]

The Lazarus Project - 2x02

[thetragicallynerdy]

wip - nightmare

Jim dreams of being young, of running through an orange grove, bare feet in the soft green grass. Their brother is laughing behind them, and their father behind him, all three of them caught up in a game of chase the rabbit. Jim loves being the rabbit, loves being chased, loves the way their heart races when they run as fast as they can, wind whipping their braids behind them. Their father is the wolf, but he will never hurt them, not like real wolves can. He has no fangs, just soft hands worn by good work, and a smile that will always make them feel warm.

They’re in the courtyard, then, and their father has caught them, arms around their shoulders, laughter in his voice. “Te tengo, conejito!” Jim is laughing too, and their brother is pouting, saying it’s not fair that they’re so fast.

A stick breaks in the distance. Jim looks up, and sees The Wolf. Not the kind wolf that their father plays at being, not the one with soft hands and a gentle smile. They see The Wolf with fangs, and claws, and cruelty in his gleaming yellow eyes.

Jim’s father presses them and their brother behind him, mutters for them to stay as he goes ahead. Jim’s heart is racing in their throat, whole body frozen. Doesn’t their father know that The Wolf is dangerous? Doesn’t he see the claws, the fangs, the blood dripping from his muzzle?

Their father offers The Wolf an orange, and even from where they stand Jim can smell his fear. Or maybe it’s their own, and their brother’s, because they know what comes next. They try and yell, try and stop it, but the words stick in their throat. It’s already too late. The Wolf looks at them with gleaming yellow eyes as he buries his claws in their father’s belly.

Jim is running again, but there’s no joy, this time. They’re running, and they’re terrified, sure that this is when they will die. Something catches their arm, fangs buried into their flesh, and they scream, but it’s already morphing into a terrified howl. And then they’re not a child at all; they’re an animal, on all fours, teeth and claws and tail between their legs. Not the rabbit they always pretend to be, but a wolf, the very thing they never wanted to become. There’s blood staining their fur, flooding their mouth, fangs dripping –

“Jim!”

- with blood, and they think it might be His, or maybe their brother’s, their father’s, and they will be tasting blood for the rest of their life as they try to escape the jaws still clamped around their arm -

“Babe, please –“

Jim snaps awake.

--

(AN: this is from one of my WIPs for @garlicsoupweek , featuring werewolves Jim/Olu/Archie, some nightmares, insomnia, and reluctant acceptance of care)

[rpf-bat]

WHUMPTOBER DAY 1

Pairing: Johnny Cruz x Archie Cruz

Prompt: “How many fingers am I holding up?”

Word Count: 509

Summary: It’s almost showtime, and Archie is incoherent. Again. Johnny is starting to get sick of this.

[spoiler1001]

Chapter 2

Things start being put in motion, and it would actually kill Scourge to not be completely selfish for once.

[shipcestuous]

I made these Cherson wallpapers on the Shuffles app a couple months ago, and thought I'd share them here! 🫶🏽

FUN!

Thanks for sharing! It always makes me happy to see these two.

[skyllion-uwu]

I wish I knew how to not feel insecure over my interests

[ofxrosepetals]

For Archie: @archiemactyre​ location: hospital closed starter.

HE had received a page from one of the nurses on the floor to check on a post op patient. she had given him an update on the vitals and condition. “I’ll head on over now.” he responds before hanging up the phone, he smiles when he sees Archie. “hey, how are you doing?”

[shadowxamyweek]

Asking you about Shadow's Chaos Energy, boots and rings!!!

First off, I love you. Secondly, yesIcandothatabsolutelthankyouforasking.

This is *entirely* headcanon. There is no evidence for this. Prepare for an absolute ramble.

(I want to state here- I am not a medical professional. This is purely for fun. I'm blending basic medical science and electrical sciences with science fiction. This is fiction. I'm not claiming it's real, and I'm not even claiming to perfectly understand the science. This is for fun. It's fucking hedgehogs XD)

( tw // body horror, just in case.)

Chaos Energy- I think Chaos Energy works like energy in this world, specifically electric just because of how it's depicted, and follows similar theories. Where it deviates is, like, it's a fantasy world, right? And there is obvious mentions and uses of magic and other stuff. I think the Chaos Energy in Sonic's world is BOTH standard scientific energy AND magic, following both sets of rules simultaneously.

Specifically, both energy (electric or not) and, by (most) common conjectures and fantasy systems, magic, have a give and take. We have seen what happens when something/someone gets overwhelmed with chaos energy, and we have also seen what happens to the chaos emeralds themselves when they are overcharged/undercharged.

I mention this because I want to establish that Sonic's dumb fucking luck, Shadow's chaos energy, Amy's multi-faceted magic, and Silver's time travel- they all fall under the purview of Chaos Energy in its various forms with its various uses.

We have also seen machines run on Chaos Energy. Hell, we've seen Chaos Energy replicated in Chaos Drives. However, with it being largely described as 'unstable' or 'unpredictable,' it's a bit of a gamble to use.

So WHY do I care so much about this with Shadow?

THESE THINGS!

(before I continue, shout out to @autisticshadowthehedgehog, and also, go check out their awesome headcanon/theory which is WHERE I found this image, finally. I had been looking for images of these since Xenohog showed me and couldn't find them again.)

Just gonna quote @autisticshadowthehedgehog here since they put it most succinctly:

"A prototype of Shadow that is present in the cutscene of Black Doom and Gerald Robotnik finalizing Shadow’s creation in Shadow the Hedgehog (2005), it’s obscured from sight but it’s there along with other tubes with other prototype Shadows."

What this translates to me to mean is that Project Shadow, even AFTER Black Doom's genetic donation, still struggled.

There have been a multitude of studies surrounding how electricity and electrical pulses can impact cellular growth. There's a bit of a back-and-forth about how effective it is and *when* it's effective. There is a dedicated field of medicine specifically for this called Bioelectric medicine. Absolutely wild stuff.

If you like reading up on this sort of thing, here are some fun studies you can read about. X / X / X

Anyway, this is where I get funky with it.

I like to think that Gerald, after trying and failing to get Project Shadow to grow correctly and live, and in running out of time with GUN, BUILT an electrical infrastructure around which Shadow's body grew. Gerald BUILT Shadow's ability to control Chaos Energy into their body LITERALLY.

By doing so, he was able to directly control the electric impulses for cellular growth (to speed up/stabalize/fine tune the growth), and also give better and more-stable 'wiring,' for lack of a better descriptor, for the Chaos Energy to be utalized through.

However, because of the unstable nature of Chaos Energy, Gerald needed to employ... well, Sonic X calls them 'limiters' and Archie calls them 'inhibitors'. I don't remember if there is a term for them used in-game and I'm VERY much a 'game lore is the only lore I care about' sort of bastard so I'm going to be a bit nebulous here due to the lack of a concrete term. I'll do the best I can though. First, however let me break down some terminology.

Electricity limiter - thing that limits current flow Surge arrester- protects against voltage surges Surge limiter- limits the magnitude of voltage surges.

WOW! WHO WOULD NEED THAT, CONSIDERING THEY'RE BUILT TO HARNESS A VERY UNSTABLE/UNPREDICTABLE POWER SOURCE?????

So my thought is that ONLY Shadow can use THEIR inhibitors because they're literally BUILT FOR THEIR SYSTEM. Maybe it's a magnetic connection, or literally a little plug in/plug out action, but they are built for THEIR SYSTEM and THEIR SYSTEM ALONE. IT would also explain why they can take the ones on their wrist off OCCASIONALLY, but not the ones on their ANKLES, because they would absolutely combust with no ability to limit the amount of Chaos Energy coursing through their body. Like, I use the phrase 'pop a gasket' jokingly but I'm kinda not kidding when I say that about Shadow. Dude could just electrically (chaotically?) fry themselves.

(side not, with both electricity and magic, there are conductive metals, and gold is a highly conductive metal in both circles. Amy's gold bracelets would be for her to better tune into the Chaos Energy/Magic and Silver's could be to also harnes Chaos Energy to help with their telekinesis. Sonic doesn't wear/use/need any because he is, I say this all the time and I say this lovingly, that bitch with the blue hair and pronouns who just walks in and freeballs everything and WINS.)

EDIT: Totally forgot to talk about the boots can we talk about the boots I've been dying to talk about the boots all day!

So, two more bits I need to go over, which also kinda factor into the inhibitors and how they work. Gonna be citing Wikipedia.

Overcurrent- larger than intended/designed electrical current exists through the conductor.

Overvoltage- raising the voltage (electric pressure) beyond designed limit of the circuit or electrical element.

SIDE NOTE: Electrical elements can include but are not limited to: resisters, capacitors, and inductors.

And what happens if you fuck with an electrical system and overwhelm its capacity? You've seen warnings for it, I'm sure.

It's fire.

Well, really, it's heat. And sparks. And shit that will cause fire. You overwhelm an electric system, you run the risk of fire. You can burn the writing and cause permanent damage to the system, which may result in melting or outright open electrical-induced flame.

The inhibitors work to stop that but you don't want that to be your ONLY failsafe. That would be dumb. And it's not like you can build an electrical breaker into the bastard, so what do you do?

You give it an inconspicuous outlet. One that utilizes the energy in a way that is productive to the system.

LIKE HIS ROCKET BOOTS.

Shut up, gremlin.

Air shoes, were they to exist like they do in Sonic's universe, would have a mechanical component which would most likely be electrically powered for air intake and outtake, forcing air out at a rate fast enough to propel. However, in every depiction of Shadow's shoes, from the very beginning, there's some sort of energy being expulsed. if Shadow so chooses, they can HOVER. They don't have to move they can just HOVER.

Okay, you say, okay, but they use colored light trails to denote speed in the Sonic universe. Fine, sure, I'll entertain the idea that these are just air shoes, but then something needs to be powering them. A physical battery would be too unstable, especially with the fact that these are taking a pounding constantly. Artifical Chaos, though more stable than regular Chaos Energy, still has it's faults, and also, there is an energy supply ALREADY PRESENT. If Shadow is able to harness and utilize chaos energy, then it would make the most sense in my opinion to have the energy being used be just straight Chaos Energy, pulled directly from our favorite mall goth icon.

Shadow alone powers the shoes.

Again, like with the inhibitors, you can come up with fun ways that they could click into the circuitry system that is Shadow. I... like the idea of Shadow being more monsterous then they realize, which is revealed as time goes on, but one of my favorite concepts (one that I've seen actually fairly often) is that Shadow has the three-toed black-arms feet. It would explain the wide/high toebox of their shoes. But I'm gonna add onto that and go hey, hey, what if we made it more fucked up and there was literally a little hole in their heel, with a pin or plug being in the shoe, that Shadow's foot fits directly into and ONLY Shdaow's foot fits directly into like the most fucked up iteration of Cinderella you can imagine. Ey? Ey? How we feeling on that one?

So yeah, with this headcanon, Shadow's a funky-ass little critter, a little critter with a wire harness.

Cheers <3 Thank you, SO MUCH, for letting me ramble about this. It's not even a headcanon I think about THAT OFTEN but even so, I love it and I don't talk nearly enough about it as I want to.

[duskoon]

Yandere SCP x Pokehybrid au idea:

Tw: Yandere themes, and the desecration of the dead further below.

Also, I would like to tag @bluemoondust. What do think about my idea? I am up for suggestions, if you’re free that is. >w<

I was thinking about writing a SCP x Poke hybrid au for Pokémon. It will be mainly for rr members (with ORAS Maxie and Archie tho, instead of the original ones) and Lusamine as well.

Premise: The (human) reader is a scientist that is tasked with conducting experiments on the hybrids/scps, to further understand their nature and make it easier for the foundation to contain them. With each time the reader visits them, they develop some sort of unhealthy attachment to the reader.

/key notes:

Euclid = Nature not understood, thus their behaviour is unpredictable.

Keter = Extermely dangerous to humans, owing to their aggression or lethal physiology and will cause breaches. They’re particularly hard to contain.

Apollyon = Cannot or impossible to contain and may cause a world ending event. If somehow contained, will cause more breaches than the Keter class.

~ Scp-1996:-

Title: “Scourge”.

Name: Giovanni.

Location: First rumoured to be in Kanto region, then retrieved from Johto region.

Species: Mewtwo/human hybrid. Sex: Male.

Height: 167 cm. (5'5ft) Classification: Euclid.

Abilities/traits:

• Mind control.

• Telepathy.

• Telekinesis.

• Charismatic.

• Peak human strength.

• High-level intellect.

~ Scp-2014-1:-

Title: “Gaia”.

Name: Maxie.

Location: Found within the depths of Mt.Chimeny, Hoenn region.

Species: Groudon/human hybrid.

Sex: Male.

Height: 163 cm.(5’3ft) Classification: Keter.

Abilities/traits:

• High fire resistance.

• Pyrokinesis.

• Geokinesis.

• Claw like hands.

• Doesn’t need water to sustain himself. • Aggressive and territorial, yet slow in movement.

~Scp-2014-2:-

Title: “Abyssal”. Name: Archie.

Location: Found at route 108, inside the abandoned research facility of Sea Mauville.

Species: Kyogre/human hybrid.

Sex: Male.

Height: 187 cm.(6’1ft) Classification: Euclid. Abilities/traits: • Hydrokinesis. • Aquatic breath. • Peak human strength. • High endurance. • Territorial, yet friendly. • Fish-like appearance, most prominently gills and fins.

~Scp-2008:-

Title: “Void”.

Name: Cyrus.

Location: Found at Spear pillar, Sinnoh region; When a spacetime distortion for unknown reasons has first occurred.

Species: Giratina/human hybrid.

Sex: Male.

Height: 156 cm.(5’1ft) Classification: Euclid(normally) -Apollyon(If full power is released). Abilities/traits: • Antikinesis. • Umbrakineses. • Dimensiokinesis. • Emotionally cold and detached. • Solitary. • Genius-level intellect.

~Scp-2012:

Title: “Husk”.

Name: Ghetsis.

Location: First found within the Giant Chasm, Unova region. Besides him were dozen of frozen and half-digested carcasses of seemingly human origins.

Species: White Kyurem/human hybrid.

Sex: Male.

Height: 202 cm.(6’7ft) Classification: Keter. Abilities/traits: • Cryokinesis. • Pyrokinesis. • Cold immunity. • Fire resistance, not to the same extent of “Gaia”. • Genius-level intellect; Highly manipulative with mastery on superficial charm. • Beware! Megalomaniac and a domineering figure with sadistic tendencies.

~Scp-2013:-

Title: “Mort Souhait”.

Name: Lysandre.

Location: First sighting under the debris of Geosenge town, Kalos region.

Species: Yveltal/human hybrid.

Sex: Male.

Height: 192 cm.(6’3ft) Classification: Euclid to Apollyon. Abilities/traits: • Thanatokinesis. • Life-force absorption. • Apathetic, after what seems his “death”. • Nigh-immortality. • Genius-level intellect. • Misanthrope.

~Scp-2016:-

Title: “Mother Beast”.

Name: Lusamine.

Location: Found at Alola islands, at Aether Foundation. Unconscious, with the parasitic creature assuming control??? Or was the subject born with it?

Species: Nihilego/human hybrid.

Sex: Female.

Height: 176 cm. (5’9ft) Classification: Keter. Abilities/traits: • Toxokinesis, more specifically the manipulation of neurotoxins. • Poison immunity. • Erratic, obsessive, and deranged behaviours. • Poison healing. • Superhuman strength. • Hyper durability.

This is just the jist, but they will be released as scenarios. Like: Your first meeting with them, How they interact with you, and etc… So, what do you think?

[asharkapologist]

A Day Off

A/N: this is just a silly little one-shot regarding my favorite rare pair in Criminal Case, Archie Rochester x Elisa Melody. This one-shot also prominently features Sebastian, one of @chelleinyy 's wonderful OCs!

However, TW for one brief mention of suicide, as well as spoilers for Mysteries of the Past.

With that being said, thank you for reading.

Archie Rochester had only been Deputy Mayor Lawson’s assistant for a week, and already Sebastian was concerned that Lawson was going to permanently damage his vocal cords with his constant bellowing at his assistant. 

Not that Sebastian could particularly blame him. Archie was a very unlikable, self-important young man. Sebastian was civil to him, but some days prior, he’d had the great misfortune of being stuck in the same room as him while the mayor and deputy mayor had a private meeting. Archie had prattled on about his accolades and his family’s power, while Sebastian had employed his talent of appearing attentive while barely paying any attention to Archie. Sebastian had dealt with people ruder than Archie, but Sebastian knew better than to antagonize the Rochesters. 

After all, because of Archie’s Mr. Alastor parties, six people, seven if you counted his valet who had taken his own life, had died. Even if Archie had not killed anyone himself and the murderers had worked independently without Archie’s influence--with the exception of his valet, of course--Sebastian was not about to make an enemy of him.

And that was not even mentioning Archie’s father, Senator Rochester, whom Sebastian had seen far more frequently. The man was cheerful and affable, especially to the mayor, but Sebastian was not an idiot. He knew tragic, unexpected, and mysterious fates tended to befall people who criticized the Rochesters or did too well in political campaigns against the senator. 

Sebastian sighed deeply away from the confines of the courthouse as he walked down the busy streets of Ivory Hill. He had been feeling somewhat helpless this past week. Mayor Castletown had recently, conveniently, disappeared for a fishing trip around the time Archie had been appointed as Deputy Mayor Lawson’s assistant. Sebastian suspected Castletown had done so in hopes that the anger his deputy mayor was feeling towards Malcolm Rochester would fade after the senator passed the bill monopolizing the press, and Castletown would be able to return to a harmonious Concordia. A Concordia free of strife between the deputy mayor and senator; a Concordia free of the multiple problems that had been recently affecting it.

Given how Deputy Mayor Lawson had had three verbal confrontations with Senator Rochester within the past week, all of which ended with Lawson either angrily shouting at the senator or storming from the room while Malcolm looked on with an innocent smile, Sebastian suspected the mayor’s hopes would be in vain.

Justin Lawson had taken the helm as much as he could as interim mayor while the actual mayor was gone, but many things he truly wanted to do--such as throw Malcolm Rochester out of office, Sebastian suspected--were unable to be done without proof of wrongdoing, or were outside of the limits of his office. Sebastian could not help but wonder, however, if Lawson was better equipped to be mayor than Castletown. Lawson was unlikely to blatantly ignore the severe problems Concordia struggled with, such as poverty and corruption. Sinner’s End and parts of New Haven and Coyote Gorge were testament to the fact that homelessness and poverty had only worsened over the past years, something Castletown had barely made an effort in fixing. 

Today, however, Justin Lawson might finally get a break from one of his least favorite members of the Rochester family, because although it was ten in the morning when Sebastian had left the courthouse some minutes prior, Archie had yet to appear at work.

Lawson had been simmering in his office for nearly three hours until he had finally approached Sebastian, who was sitting in the mayor’s office, trying to figure out what exactly he could do with his very limited power in the mayor’s absence as problems continued to mount, and said with an angry yet exasperated huff, “Sebastian, my assistant has decided not to appear at work today. I usually have him fetch me a cup of coffee…do you mind doing that for me, please? With all the sleepless nights I’ve spent recently, I desperately need it.”

Glad to be doing something useful to combat his growing sense of helplessness and feeling great amounts of pity for the deputy mayor, Sebastian had readily accepted the deputy mayor’s money and was now walking to Lawson’s favorite coffee shop to buy him a cup. He was halfway to the shop, a quick ten to fifteen minute walk away, and was passing by one of Ivory Hill’s illustrious parks.

His eyes wandered over to the park. Although it was November, Concordia was not a particularly freezing city, and while many people donned jackets and some blankets, several people were lying in the sun outside, napping, reading, or quietly conversing, carefree and free of worry, unlike him. His eyes fell on one particular young couple talking to each other on a blanket under a tree. Sometimes he wished that he could--

Wait.

Sebastian abruptly stopped walking and stared at the couple, shading his eyes from the sun and squinting at them.

Was that…?

He took a few steps closer to get a better look at the pair and his suspicions were correct. 

Archie Rochester was indeed one of the members of said couple, lying on his partner’s lap, looking up at her. 

Sebastian had seen several odd occurrences in his career, but still, his jaw dropped incredulously. For a start, he had not predicted that any woman would be interested in spending time with Archie after his Mr. Alastor scandal.

Sebastian searched his memory. He had seen that young woman before. She was a prominent party planner. Her name….Melody. Emma? Eliza? Elisa. That sounded right. Elisa Melody. 

Sebastian continued staring at Archie and Elisa. Although they were talking to each other, they were too far away for Sebastian to hear anything they were saying. 

Considering what had happened the last time Archie had attempted to woo a girl, Sebastian could not help but be slightly alarmed at Archie’s evident attraction to Miss Melody. Then again, when Archie was hosting his Mr. Alastor parties, Giulietta had not been aware of Archie’s obsession with her. Miss Melody was clearly very aware of Archie’s infatuation with her, given how she was allowing him to rest on her lap and seemed to be very much at ease. 

This was all a very rare moment of Archie being decent, deciding to casually speak with someone rather than what he would normally be doing now: antagonizing Lawson.

Well, for whatever reason Archie had skipped work, evidently to be with a young woman in the park, Lawson would still-- 

Lawson!

His coffee certainly wasn’t going to buy itself, and Lawson certainly deserved at the very least, a quickly-bought, hot cup of coffee. And standing and staring at Archie Rochester and Elisa Melody together in the park was not going to lead to Lawson drinking his coffee.

Forcing himself to tear his eyes away from the bizarre sight, Sebastian continued walking.

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Some forty minutes later, Sebastian entered City Hall and hurried to the deputy mayor’s office with a cup of coffee in hand, taking care not to spill the liquid onto his clothes, hands, or the floor. The line had been somewhat long at the coffee shop, and Sebastian had waited anxiously for his order to be taken and processed, his thoughts swirling between concern regarding Lawson’s high-strung emotions, and Sebastian’s puzzlement regarding Archie and Elisa. Upon hurrying back to City Hall, he had vowed that he would not be distracted by looking at the bizarre couple in the park. However, his curiosity had betrayed him, and he had been unable to stop his eyes from flitting back to the two of them ever so briefly as he passed the park. They had ceased talking, and instead appeared to be sleeping, nestled quite close to each other, which had only created more questions in Sebastian’s mind. 

“Thank you, Sebastian,” Lawson said, gratefully accepting the coffee. “It is wonderful to have a cup of coffee that is actually hot. Archie seems quite incapable of ever delivering coffee in an acceptable state to me; that brat always delivers room temperature coffee at best and cold coffee at worst, all with an insufferable smirk on his face; that pest is such a--”

Sebastian allowed Lawson to continue to air his grievances about his assistant, nodding and making verbal assents when appropriate, but his focus was elsewhere. He supposed that he could imagine Archie displaying public displays of affection, given his… strong feelings for Giulietta Capecchi, but his actions as Mr. Alastor were quite the red flag, so to speak. He was still not entirely sure why anyone would bother to enter into a romantic relationship with him. 

But while, unlike Archie, Elisa Melody was not morally questionable and Sebastian had never spoken to the party planner, he had heard that she could be somewhat rude and snappy, even if she was excellent at her work. It was difficult to imagine such a young woman like her, not being known for holding back her opinions, being interested in someone like Archie, who was not known for his kindness. 

But there they had been, both looking happy in each other’s company, Archie being unconcerned that he was skipping work, certainly privileged enough to believe he could get away with such truancy. But none of that explained how--

“Sebastian?” Lawson said, Sebastian’s attention snapped back at the deputy mayor, realizing he had been staring vaguely at the man, but not focusing on him. “Are you alright?”

Sebastian was no worse than he had been that morning, he supposed, just madly confused. But he knew that mentioning that he had seen Archie in the park would lead to nothing positive. He had a sudden image in his mind of the deputy mayor storming from City Hall, running to the park, and searching for his unruly assistant, yelling Archie’s name. That would be quite the embarrassing spectacle, although the press would be sure to love such a show. 

Lawson was already angry at his assistant. Either way, Sebastian mentioning he had seen him would worsen Lawson’s mood, and perhaps cause more rounds of ranting and gesticulating about how irresponsible, immature, and useless his assistant was. 

Sebastian would certainly visit Archie later and update him on his employer’s state, imploring him to return to work the next day, however. Lawson was close to his breaking point, and his assistant abandoning his duties a second day was sure to drive the deputy mayor closer to the edge and create more headaches for Sebastian. 

And with what he hoped was a reassuring, rather than forced, positive demeanor, said, “Yes, Deputy Mayor Lawson. Everything is perfectly fine.”

[mlmxreader]

How Times Change | Hugo Stiglitz x m!reader

anonymous asked; Stiglitz with I'm not gonna hurt you

summary: there was a man, so many years ago, that you knew well and that you cared about deeply, but war changes time, and although you would like to see him again, you know that it will only be briefly.

tws: swearing, war, smoking, mentions of alcohol/drinking

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You had joined the war in thirty eight, nearly six years ago when the news first broke about what those fascist scum were doing; you knew that it was the right thing to do and that the allies needed every hand they could hold.

The allies needed all the help they could get, and the more glad you were to kill fascists, the more help you could be; you were assigned to a special forces regiment, told that you would be operating away from other allies.

But in those six years, the only ones left were you and Archie; you had become inseparable, and when Churchill, the fucking war criminal who had enough blood on his hands for it to fill his own grave, told you both that you were to meet with another allied group, you wanted to scream.

What use was a small group? You weren't going to be able to save lives with just a handful of soldiers. What fucking use would you be?

But Archie talked you into it, and although you weren't happy, you eventually agreed; the Basterds were... fine. Hugo, especially, was nice, and you found solace in sitting beside him in the quiet; dimly lit rooms that still smelled of smoke from the recent bombings.

He didn't really look at you, except to hand you cigarettes and smoke with you; didn't say much except the odd murmured thanks when you lit his cigarette or picked up his knife if he dropped it.

Archie noticed it, raised a brow as he looked at you before he pulled you aside into a different room; he didn't look happy, blue eyes glaring at you.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm making friends," you deadpanned.

He clenched his jaw. "Don't."

"Why not?"

Archie took a quick look around, making sure no one could hear before he sighed and shook his head. "We're not staying with them. You know our orders."

"Fuck our orders," you growled. "We came here to kill fascist scum, nobody loves slaughtering those cunts more than Stiglitz."

"Revenge isn't necessary," he warned. "I know you miss the others, but-"

"No," you said softly. "This isn't revenge. This is war... you do realise what they're doing to people like me, don't you?"

"I do," he said quietly.

"Then you know what we're fighting for," you hissed. "Archie, I adore you, you're my best friend - but if I can, I'm gonna kill every fucking fascist we come across, and Stiglitz is my best chance... besides..."

"Besides what?"

"He's nice," you shrugged. "He reminds me of someone I used to know."

Archie tutted as he shook his head. "That German boy? It's been years, Corporal."

"You can't tell me he doesn't look like him," you huffed. "Same blue eyes, same dirty blond hair, same scowl."

"He does, but it's not the same man," he insisted. "Even if it were, he's probably long forgotten about you."

"I don't think so," you shook your head, looking over at the Basterds before you excused yourself and headed back over. Archie wished he had a more obedient corporal, but he wasn't about to give you up.

He loved you, after all, you were his best friend and the only man from the regiment left, and he wanted to protect you; he didn't want you to be involved with Kino, at least then you would have a chance of getting what you wanted without worrying about being blown to smithereens.

Aldo caught his attention, and although he didn't want to let you out of his sights, Archie went with him.

"Out of curiosity," you hummed as you lit up a cigarette, speaking quietly. "Were you ever in Wales?"

"Vor dem Krieg," Hugo agreed with a nod. "Ja... Warum?"

"Did you work on a farm?" You asked, and when he nodded, you swallowed thickly. "You didn't, uhm, you didn't meet a young lad there, did you?"

He nodded. "Warum?"

"Do you remember fields of daffodils?" You asked softly. "And stealing whisky to go drink it under the stars?"

Biting at his lip, Hugo nodded.

"Do you remember the days spent riding horses and going up the mountains?"

He nodded, shifting in his seat. "Genug. It was a long time ago."

"Hugo..." you reached into your pocket, and pulled out a pressed daffodil. You shoved it into his hand as you tried to look him in the eyes. "Hugo, it's me."

He looked at it, looked at his own handwriting written on it, and he glared at you. "(y/n)?"

You nodded, daring to smile. "Hi."

His face fell for a moment as he studied your features, daring to drop everything so that he could feel your face in his hands again; it had been so long, he hardly recognised you, hardly knew the lips that he had once spent hours staring at when you spoke.

But now he could taste the whisky on his tongue, and he could remember all the times that you had made the excuse that, by kissing him, you were just chasing the last little taste of the harsh liquor; now he could see the stars glittering in your eyes again and he could hear the sheep in their paddock.

He could smell the fresh dew on the grass and the sweet scent of the berries you would pick for him. He swallowed thickly.

"I broke my promise," he murmured.

"No, you didn't," you shook your head as you dared to crack a smile. "It's been... what? About ten years?"

He nodded.

"I found you," you told you him quietly, trying not to laugh softly. "I win."

He cracked a small smile, hidden when he hung his head and focused on the cigarette in his hand, watching the ash mix with burning tobacco, grey and orange so close to his own skin; he could feel your gaze on him, trying not to blush as he doubled down staring at his cigarette, trying to convince himself that it had been too long. You had moved on, surely, you would have by now. Ten years, six of them spent fighting in war, you would have moved on.

"You were always better at that game."

You grinned, nodding as you swallowed thickly and dared to gently reach out, placing your hand on his shoulder as you sighed. "You stopped writing."

Hugo nodded. "Couldn't afford to send letters... I'm sorry."

You shook your head, daring to press your forehead to the side of his neck, making him tense up at the sudden contact as he swallowed thickly and froze completely. "Don't be. This time, I'm not leaving without you."

He nodded again, slowly moving to put his arm around you; you still felt so good against his body, still smelled like cheap cigarettes and dirt. The last time he had held you that way was when you had invited him to spend the night in the barn with you; he could feel the straw poking into his back and the soft breeze sneaking through the cracks in the walls, he could still hear your soft breathing when you fell asleep and how you snuggled into him without a single care.

Times were different back then, he had thought that there was a chance of returning to you when he had saved up enough money; he could work on the farm for the rest of his life if it meant that he could be near you again. Now, he wasn't even sure if he would see dawn. Now, he wasn't even sure if he would be alive in a matter of hours, let alone for more than a day.

But he still knew he didn't want to say goodbye again, and if he was forced to do it, then he would say goodbye until the war ended and every fascist was dead; he would say goodbye until his very last breath if it meant he just had more time with you.

Someday, somehow, he would make sure he didn't leave you again, he would make sure that he would have even just another minute with you; whatever the cost, Hugo didn't want to leave you again, didn't want to be without you.

"I missed you."

The words sliced his stomach open, forcing his entrails to spill onto the charred and broken wooden floors, staining the light brown with thick blood that looked nearly black; he wanted to try and pick them up, but he couldn't bring himself to let you go, couldn't bring himself to stop being able to feel you in his arms.

Slowly, he coaxed you to sit between his legs, pulling you back enough that he could feel your back against his chest as he rested his forehead against your neck, fingers splayed and sneaking through the gaps between the buttons of your shirt; your skin still felt as soft and warm as it used to, a painful reminder of what he had lost.

You still smelled of smoke and dirt like you always used to, although now the smoke was from fighting, no longer caused by cigarettes; the dirt came from mud and hiding in it, no longer caused by working on the fields. He missed the way it used to smell on you, he missed the way it mixed with sweat and hard liquor; times changed, your smell was the same but the causes of it were different and it wasn't as sweet as it used to be. When he kissed the back of your neck, it wasn't the same.

It wasn't sweat soaked skin he was kissing, or rain soaked. It was dry, and although still soft, it was scarred from bullet fragments and nicks from rubble. It wasn't the skin of a farmhand, it was the skin of a soldier. Still, it reminded him of those days that were long gone; waiting for you to return from synagogue on Saturdays so that he could take you to the woods and spend the day lying on the riverbank, watching the deer and foxes and birds go by.

"I'm not gonna hurt you again," he said quietly, mumbling. "I'm not letting you go, mein Welpe."

You nodded, leaning into him as you dared to let out a long sigh. "You never hurt me."

"I left."

"You had to," you pointed out. "You didn't know that you... you never hurt me."

Hugo knew then, he knew he wouldn't leave your side even if he was forced to; he knew he would never leave you, he would never let you out of his sight for as long as he could still breathe. He couldn't bring himself to let you get hurt when he knew now that he could do something to stop it from happening; he couldn't bring himself to let you go again, to leave you again.

[r0-boat]

MASTER LIST part 1

( if see any posts not on this list please DM me the link I will add it)

Key

⭐: original(mostly written by me)

🌹:smut

🔪:yandere

🍷: other content warnings

🧨:darker Cw's and Tw's

Volo+ Submas

General hcs

Diamonds, pearls and Proposals

Ingo

Ingo baby trapping🔪⭐🍷🌹

Ingo worships you: pt1, pt2, pt3 🌹⭐

Pussy drunk Ingo cant it take anymore🌹⭐

Ingo during No Nut November 🍷🌹⭐

Ingo kiss you hcs ⭐

Yan!ingo sneaks into your house while your asleep ⭐🌹🔪🧨

Ingo's cam girl⭐🌹🍷

Octomer!s/o tentacle fucking ingo⭐🌹🧨

You tease sub!ingo⭐🌹

Bull!ingo breeds you while your stuck🍷⭐🌹

Emmet

Emmet stalking you🔪🍷⭐

Emmet dresses up as his brother to fuck his partner🧨⭐🌹🍷

Dragon!Emmet fully breeds you ⭐🌹🍷

Yan!Emmet loves your photos🧨🍷🌹💫 🔪

Emmet spends time with his favorite playboy bunny🌟🌹

Pussy slapping🌹

Subams together

Purge au ramble🔪🍷⭐

Submas Gwa Hcs 🍷⭐🌹

Random hcs⭐

Feral!emmet & primal!ingo threesome idea🌹🍷

Alpha!submas hcs +volo 🌹🍷⭐

Submas comfort hcs+Volo⭐

Purge au! Masks > part 2🌹🍷

Purge au! Kidnapping plan turn rescue🍷🔪

Animatronic submas ⭐

Lemon shark Twins 🌹🍷

Scp twins ramble🌹🍷

Volo

Volo relieves his horny bunny hybrid🌹🍷

Peg him :)🌹

Volo Smut Headcannons🌹🍷⭐

Yan!volo breeds you🧨⭐🍷🔪🌹

Alpha!volo headcannons🔪🍷⭐🌹

Trapped beneath the ice and snow🌹🍷⭐

You cut your finger near Vamp!Volo🍷⭐

Volo puts you in a trance and breeds you: pt2🍷⭐🌹🔪🧨

MerVolo⭐

Volo body writing idea 🌹🔪🧨🍷

Volo is jealous of a vibrator🌹🍷

Kitsune!volo

HGSS

Morty

Morty can't sleep he's too busy missing you🌹⭐

Morty really missed you brain rot:🌹

Proton

Proton with a badass partner

BDSP/ Hisui

Roark

Roark kissing Headcanons+ Riley ⭐

Hisui

Hisui men if they had audio accounts⭐🌹🍷

Catboy! Melli making his cum with your boot⭐🌹

Cynthia

GarchompHybrid! Cynthia🌹🍷⭐

Cynthia hcs 🌹⭐

BW

N

N smut hcs🌹

N comforts Dysphoric lover hc ft:Volo, Emmet, ingo 🌹

Grimsley

Grimsley Smut headcanons🌹

ORAS

Steven Stone

Steven's marriage and honeymoon Ramble⭐

Hybrid Maxie&Archie go feral bc of Red and blue orb🍷🌹⭐

Ocs

Silas Creed the Half-Dragon Tyrant King🐉

You were meant to be mine⭐🔪🧨🍷🌹

Lovey Gulit⭐🍷🔪

Zero The Wasp hybrid🐝

Zero your wasp boyfriend ⭐🍷🔪

Zero's colony and world 💫 🍷

Zero 'just the tip?' Lie⭐🌹🍷

Cole The Werewolf Dilf🐺

Cole the werewolf⭐🌹🍷

Cole breeds you⭐🌹🍷

Out of the Forest⭐🍷

Salem the scavenger 🕷

Drider bf nsfw&sfw 🌹⭐🍷

Noah leopard mershark🦈

The boys together

Just the tip please?🕷🐺🐝🐉(React)🌹

Fantastic Aus and Where to find them

Searching though all of Tumblr is much easier than though my blog( for some reason)

Bull Boy Farm Au: #bullfarmau

your boss is a dick anon ask 🧨🌹

Bull!guzma hcs⭐🌹

God!volo and his Priestess: #god!voloxpriestess

Art by Cmpumkin

you could go through the tag but honestly it's better to read the 20K word fic made by an anon that basically made this AU 🌹

Mob boss! champions + info broker Mc: #pokemon champion mob boss au & #mob boss mc

The International police

N's dream come true🍷⭐🌹

A mysterious island inhabited by hybrids that ache for a human mate: #monsterislandau

Saytr!Submas hcs🌹🔪⭐🧨🍷

Monster Island genshin impact edition⭐🔪

Monster Island obey me!small hcs⭐

Kitsune!volo is very sneaky🔪🧨🌹🍷

Monster Island Rf5 🍷

1960s greasers!Submas AU: #Greaser!submas, #Soc!Volo

Greaser!submas hcs🌹⭐🍷

Soc!Volo⭐🔪🌹🧨

Moar greaser!au (about Pokemon)⭐

Ro's Universe #ro verse

( an post apocalyptic world where the dwindling human population fights tooth and nail against newly evolved insect hybrids)

((An excuse to fuck insect hybrids?...perhaps))

Zero's colony and world 💫 🍷

Hall of Fame ( Anon submissions)

Ingo touches himself thinking about you🌹🍷

Volo shatters your heart Ingo comforts you

Vamp!Emmet Makes you mindless and obedient🌹🧨🍷

Spider!Submas fill you up with Eggs🍷🌹

Vamp!volo x (named) oblivious Mc x Vamp! Adaman🍷

Strip poker with Vamp!grimsly🌹🍷

Noodle anon gives us Alpha!ingo sauce🌹🍷

Roark smut given by a lovely anon🌹

Ed's anon's Trans ingo🌹

Alpha reader x omega Meli🌹

Grimsley strip poker🌹

[blacksapphicguide]

Riverdale (TV series)

2010s TV series (Completed). Drama, Mystery, Crime, Romance.

Plot points:

Based on the Archie comics.

Darker themes: surrounding murder.

Inappropriate age-gap relationship.

Competition among female characters; power dynamics and male attention influence.

Familial relationships - dysfunctional and functional.

High school environment and dynamics.

Murder investigations.

Solving of mysteries.

Coming-of-age.

Trauma, and dealing with trauma.

Supernatural drama.

Cults.

Time-travel drama.

Multiple LGBT characters.

Sapphic couples - black and interracial.

TW:// *see below*

Black sapphic characters:

Toni Topaz [bisexual] Vanessa Morgan Thomasina Topaz [bisexual] Vanessa Morgan Melody Valentine [lesbian] Asha Bromfield Nancy Woods [lesbian] Djouliet Amara

Connections:

Toni x Cheryl [Choni/ Cheroni/ Chopaz/ Red Serpent] (interracial sapphic couple: black Native x white) x Peaches N' Cream [Tonipeach] (black diverse sapphic: black Native x black) Thomasina x Abigail (interracial sapphic couple: black Native x white) Melody x Nancy (black lesbian couple) x Ginger (interracial lesbian couple: black x white latina)

Sex & Nudity - Moderate

Multiple shirtless and in-bra scenes.

Mild sex scene (no nudity, shirtless).

Implications of sex.

Themes of prostitution.

Foreplay.

Violence & Gore - Moderate

Display of a dead bodies.

Character is hanging on a board with multiple bloodied wounds.

Bear attack.

Display of hanging suicide.

Character is tied up and branded.

Gang violence.

Murder.

Display of a serial killer.

Setting someone on fire.

Character getting shot in the head.

Profanity - Mild

Vulgar expressions for sex.

Use of ass, asshole,, bastard, hell, bitch, idiot, etc.

Alcohol, Drugs & Smoking - Mild

Drugs: implication of taking prescription pills that aren't needed.

Character gets hooked on a fictional drug.

Minor character overdose.

Alcohol: Social drinking.

Alcoholic characters are present.

Smoking: Occasional cigar smoking.

Frightening & Intense Scenes - High

Character bashed their head into a locker multiple times. Blood and frothing at the mouth are seen.

Bullying with physical altercations.

Implied cannibalism.

Revealing of self-harm scars.

Character gets sent to conversion therapy.

Character gets hit by a car and dies from the injuries.

Characters jumping out of windows.

Use of weapons - guns.

Verbal abuse by a parent toward their child.

Instances of suicide, cults, pedophilia, organ harvesting, incest, and the likes.

[karmonysan]

⚠️TW PLIS⚠️

Now yes, since I return from work and tomorrow I will rest. I will be able to say the announcement that I did not say before.

I think you are already aware of the problems Asher and Senpū's threats caused to people,

To a certain extent I felt guilty thinking that I had made a terrible mess, but after seeing more evidence of what these two were doing I realized that it was not fair to feel that way, and it is not fair that those affected should be too.

so @lilium2034 ,@pixzyn @mae910do

and for all those affected this is for you.

I'm going to take a risk and I'm going to tell the draft of the original story of thord x archie since the one in the comic was the softest version of the story, originally it was more violent, and to top it off I'm not only going to tell that, but I am also going to tell how I originated and how the story developed, since at first I only did it to draw strange things for no reason, just to laugh xd

and here some little spoilers xd

ignore my drawings where I appear: v

these were supposed to be the designs of thord and archie in human version

this was thord but i didn't like it because his eyes were big and he looked more like archie

and this was archie's design but I didn't like it either because it looked like those drawings that say "according to" they are mobs that would be seen in their human version and all they did was copy the style of an anime and they only put the mob's clothes on and that was all, as an example is the creeper girl

and these were some risqué drawings, since I did do a lot of rule34 to thord hahaha but hey if it wasn't for me nobody would do it: v

Apart from those drawings, obviously I would not upload them to a social network since sometimes I only draw for myself and not to share. Even so, I never upload those drawings and I have many that would serve as an example.

That said, here ends my report xd

I would post it until tomorrow with the drawings :3

[vxlepop]

Introduction \°○°/ !!

Tw: None! Just brief mention of trauma triggers, but that's it.

Hello there, fellow people. My name is Archer. You can call me Archy (: . I use they / them pronouns. And yes, this is a tickle blog.

You are free to make requests, but please do take into consideration that I don't really write fanfics. I can if you want me to, but it'll take me a while. I'm a busy person, sorry!

A brief introduction about me, before I talk about my Tumblr page.

I'm Australian! I speak Spanish as well as English, so there's some good news for any Spanish followers.

I am diagnosed with PTSD from fire trauma that happened years ago. So please don't show me any realistic photos and videos of fire ( and fireworks ). It'll set me to respond.

I DO NOT and WILL NOT write any 18+ content. Please don't even consider asking.

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Fandoms that I'm currently in:

Rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles ( rottmnt ), and the 2012 Nickelodeon series for TMNT.

Undertale.

The Nightmare Before Christmas ( one of my biggest obsessions 🫶 ).

Hunter x Hunter.

Danganronpa, BNHA ( I'm not in any of these two fandoms, but I'm okay to write about them ).

Haikyu.

FNAF security breach.

IDV.

Tags: @someone1348 @mythica0 @thetickleeraven @the-gingerbread-lee @ticklishfanart @tword-obessed @comfytickles @anxious-lee @ghastigiggles @leosmasktails @postoi .