#beam writes

[beamwrites]

a foray into dndads fic writing(?) got caught up with s2 a week ago and i'm. still recovering from it and today's ep ended with something that absolutely killed me dead so i wrote this... i take no responsibility for psychological damage sustained from reading

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ron's voice is small, smaller than any of the boys have ever heard. even when they were kids, ron had always been a little eccentric and soft spoken, and working at d.a.d.d.i.e.s. hadn't changed that. but this...

"terry's... dead?"

none of the boys can look him in the eye, least of all grant. a burning shame engulfs him as he averts his gaze, not wanting to see the effect his actions had had on ron.

"what do you mean, he's dead?"

none of the adults wanted to explain. scary's mouth opened and closed silently, tears welling in the corners of her eyes. finally, link stepped forward.

"he was shot, sir. he... he didn't suffer. i'm so sorry."

ron fell to his knees, the gravel beneath him rustling. he was silent for a long, long time, as was everyone present. the only noise they could hear were ron's tears sliding off the tip of his nose, falling to earth, disturbing the gravel.

finally, with one last sniffle, ron dragged his sleeve across his face and stood up. and there, for the first time in all their lives, ron stampler showed immense, unabating rage.

"who did it?"

the air around him crackled with purple energy, daddy magic coalescing into a maelstrom of grief and anger. the kids held their tongues; this was grant's responsibility to own up to alone. the boys, in turn, stayed silent. they knew this intensity of magic would kill grant, no matter how benign the spell would be. and even though none of them were terribly happy about what he'd done, they still didn't want him to die.

"who the fuck killed my son?"

the boys flinch; ron never, ever swore. his quiet anger seared them more than anything they'd ever felt in their lives. sparrow sat down on the ground, burying his head in his knees, beginning to sob. nicky patted his erstwhile friend on the back, kneeling down to whisper to him.

"i asked a fucking question. someone ANSWER ME!"

the crackling of the magical storm grew louder and louder, and those closest to it started feeling ron's emotions leaking through to reality.

his fading joy at making it back to the real world. his horror and grief at the knowledge that his son had been shot dead, killed by some unknown assailant. his rage, oh his rage, at the person who had killed his son.

and above all, the desire for vengeance, to avenge his son, his beloved boy who had always been so full of life, and was now gone.

grant starts to move, but link sees him, and grabs his hand. their eyes meet, and grant can see in link's face that even his own son, the one who had just days before said that he never wanted to see him again, wanted him to keep quiet. but he just couldn't. he'd wanted an out for so long, he was so tired of living. the only things keeping him alive were his husband, his work, and above all, his son. the husband he'd been lying to for years. his work, that willy had now taken over.

his son, who never wanted to see him again.

if letting ron kill him to avenge terry jr. would make ron feel even a little bit better, it would still be better than holding on, he reasoned.

grant beckons to link, who leans in to hear him whisper in his ear.

"link... i love you. i love you so, so much, and. i'm sorry for everything i've done. tell marco i love him... and i'm sorry about this as well."

link feels vines wrap around his arms and legs, holding him in place as grant pulls away and strides towards ron. desperately, he begins to struggle against the restraints his dad put on him.

"dad! you stay right there, i'm not letting you do this. scary, taylor, get me out of these, help me-"

even as scary and taylor start hacking away at the vines with their blades, grant comes to a stop in front of ron.

he takes a deep breath, and opens his mouth.

"ron, i... it was me. i'm so sorry."

a crackling ball of purple lightning forms in ron's palms as he turns his furious gaze on grant. grant's feigned calm cracks slightly at his burning rage, but he continues.

"do whatever you will. i deserve it."

his eyes close as the ball grows and grows. just as it looks like ron is about to send it flying at his head, link rushes to put himself between grant and ron.

"wait! he didn't mean it!"

ron grits his teeth and bites out, "he didn't mean to shoot my son?"

link spreads his arms, guarding his father. "willy was controlling him, look!"

he gestures to the collar around grant's neck, and ron can see the inscription.

"where the fuck does that say for him to kill anyone?"

grant quietly replies, "i... i didn't know that was what i was going to do. i'm sorry, i really am. link, get out of the way."

link turns his head to look at his father. his hero, his idol, his role model in life. reduced to... this. he shakes his head.

"i'm not going to do that."

ron, processing the information that willy had once again taken something precious from him, finally lets out a guttural shout of grief, and turns around to hurl the ball of lightning into the trees. a gigantic bolt of energy comes crashing down from the sky, obliterating every single tree within a 10 meter radius, and setting fire to more around them.

he marches over to grant, who falls to his knees and bows his head. ron grabs him by the collar, and coldly spits, "you don't get to die that easily, grant. you're going to help me bring my son back, and then you're going to help me kill that son of a bitch. get up. get the fuck up!"

the boys flinch particularly hard; ron, in all their years of knowing him, has never looked more like willy in that moment.

[everbeam69]

"Suguru, Suguru." 

Gojo waves his hand in front of Geto's face as he says so, earning a 'tsk!' from the black haired guy. He waits patiently for the other to look up from his book, a slightly irritated look in his face from being interrupted. 

"What?" Geto asks, and Gojo promptly splays his hand in front of his face and grins. 

"Your hand," he says simply, and his friend gives a soft smile and shakes his head, before offering his hand in his (like he's done forever) going back to his reading, balancing the book in his free hand. 

He intertwines his fingers with the other's. Geto's fingers in his felt just right; he loves how they fit in his so perfectly, as if they were made to be in his and his only. He knows he tells him that he just wants to compare their hand sizes and he knows that he'll always have to pass a comment or two on his long, slim fingers, but he loves them, honestly. He's just too shy to speak those words out loud. 

Gojo Satoru is known for being forward, for wearing his heart on his sleeve, for letting everyone know what's going on in his mind. He isn't someone who holds back on what he really thinks.

But confessing his feelings for his best friend? Yeah, that's not gonna happen. 

[thursdayisfriday]

ᴘᴜꜱꜱʏ ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ˚♡˖°

⤑ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: Sub!Fem!reader x Sub!Male! Character, cunnilingus, cursing, smut and short dabble

“Can I keep going….Please?~” He didn’t even wait for you to respond, dragging his tongue against your clit. Your fingers were entangled in his hair, tugging for him to get up. But he refused, pushing your legs closer to your stomach to make it harder for you. Your back arched more while you struggled to gasp for air, only managing to moan his name repeatedly. You already had cum two times, what more could he want for you?!

“Just a little longer~” He begged against your cunt. He looked up at you with desperation. He longed for more of your body, your scent, your taste. “Fuck, baby. You taste so good~”. He purred in between laps. He kept abusing your clit until you finally gave in, bucking your hips weakly wanting more. You felt him moan lightly against you. Just seeing you in this state made him cum without even touching himself. He moved one of your legs to rest on his shoulders, letting one his hand trace drown to your cunt.

You gasped as he pushed one finger in then another. Not wasting anytime, he started abusing your g-spot, keeping his mouth close to your cunt patiently. You started trembling a little and tugged on his hair, this time pulling him closer to your cunt before you finally released. He obediently stayed on his knee, taking in all of your juices in his mouth. He licked his lips and stuck his tongue out like the dumb dog he was.

“So good~”

Insert any character of your choice: DENJI, BEAM, angel devi, DENKI, deku, kirishima, TAMAKI, ARMIN, connie, jean, tanaka,NOYA, mikey,chifuyu, HAKKAI, DOMA, akaza, KAEYA, childe, YUTA, CHOSO, LEON KENNEDY

I hope you enjoyed (⁠人⁠⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠ﾟ⁠+

[octolingplush]

accidentally made all my ocs aspec. oops

[ohpsshaw]

Finally got to see these freaks in action! And... they were bullying an old man. Which was very cool, because Ketheric is the worst dad ever. Then they left to let ME bully that old man, which was even cooler. Great first impression. (NO SPOILERS PLEASE I AM VERY SLOW)

[kerryweaverlesbian]

Castiel comes to Sam for advice about his crush on Dean but he obfuscates who he's talking about successfully because Sam doesn't know just how much he and Dean hang out without him.

Dean, obliquely trying to come out to Sam during a conversation about settling down: besides who would even want to date me long term. Cas is the closest thing I've had to a girlfriend in years.

Sam, casual and oblivious: I think Cas has a boyfriend.

Dean:...What????

Sam: yeah he told me about him. He's like a drummer or something, travels cross country a lot. I thought you knew? It's pretty serious, they've been together like 8 years I think?

Dean, seething with jealousy and horror: What's he like? Have you met him? What the fuck??

Sam, delighted to have more info on Cas than Dean does for once: Cas really didn't tell you? Well I guess that makes sense. I've always thought he and I share a more profound bond.

Dean: Sam.

Sam: Okay, okay. I haven't met him but from what Cas says, he's like, a real dork. Won't let anyone touch his CD collection, always brings up movie references no one has ever heard of- although it is Cas, who knows what his scale of normal movies is. He's good with kids, apparently.

Dean: sounds annoying.

Sam: ha! That's funny. I said he sounded like you, and Cas gave me a death stare. Yeah just like that one.

Dean: what does Cas want with a normie guy like that? And why didn't he tell me? There's gotta be something going on with this dude. This whole thing stinks. And - wait. Hold the phone. Cas is gay????

Sam: dude, you've met Cas, right?

Dean: shut up!!!! Keep talking. Where can I find this sonofabitch and how can we find out his intentions

Sam: well according to Cas he intends to be [cas impression] 'adorable and infuriating at the same time and succeeds on both counts'. Cas seems pretty happy with the guy, I think we should just be happy for him.

Dean, heartbroken and hiding it gruffly: yeah. I'm fucking ecststic.

[skrunksthatwunk]

non-comprehensive haruhi autism creature comp

i mean just look at him she's literally

[umboocowju]

Beast peak's disciple Shen Yuan? Yeah 😌

[averagegtenjoyer]

Babe of course youre tiny coded and itty bitty pilled. yes yes youre so teenycoded babe. You are definitely in your mini era. Or something

[fiona-fififi]

Suddenly thinking about Buck, after he and Eddie finally get together, accompanying Eddie to his pick-up games every now and then just so he can sit on the sidelines to cheer Eddie on.

[tippenfunkaport]

I like to headcanon that Melog is just the biggest busybody. It's been bored and alone on a dead planet for decades with no one to talk to, the mundane day to day drama of other people is such a novelty to it, it can't get enough. Plus it can become invisible and doesn't have a great grasp of privacy so it's forever listening in on conversations and generally getting way too invested in everyone's personal business.

Which means Catra, to her vast dismay, knows everyone's secrets. She would really REALLY rather not and has tried to teach Melog about boundaries but the creature does what it wants. But it means that sometimes she finds out about some misunderstanding or missed connection going on that is so downright stupid that it's just going to drive her nuts if she lets it continue so she begrudgingly has to insert herself into this drama to match-make or clear up an argument literally just so she doesn't have to hear about it anymore.

Which means, to her absolute horror she gets this reputation of being near psychic, so good at resolving personal drama that people come to her with their problems no matter how she tries to deter them and meanwhile it's really because Tealog over here is addicted to gossip.

[suntails]

loyalty

[everbeam69]

Hi! Welcome to my writing blog :>

I'm Beam, nice to meet you!

I'm presently 17, use they/them pronouns, and am a writer and artist. I'm here to practise my writing,, so I'm not gonna tag my other accs here sob

I'm looking to write mainly oneshots/imagines for fandoms.

Here's the fandoms I can/will write for:

[Anime]

- Jujutsu Kaisen

- Mob Psycho 100

- My Hero Academia

- One Punch Man

[Books]

- Percy Jackson

- Harry Potter

[Internet Series (?)]

- Marble Hornets

- The Mandela Catalogue

- DSMP

- SCP

- Creepypasta

That's it I think. I won't do smut of any sorts 'cuz I'm plain uncomfy writing that. Might change in the future though.

Feel free to send requests/asks! In the meantime, I hope you can enjoy what I write <3

[mournfulroses]

Miguel Hernández, tr. by Robert Bly, from The Selected Poems; "Will This Beam of Light,"

[pillowspace]

Chapter 2: Who Are You?

The god awoke. Neither of you are pleased, and it seems that it's lost a little something that you don't have.

Chapter word count: 11,997 | fic total: 20,221

[evelyn-art-05]

had to fix a couple keys on my piano today and luna wanted to come and watch