#how is that not a tag

[quillthrillswriting]

did anybody else ever really want to know what happened those few weeks when aang was in his coma? we have it briefly summarized for us, but we never really get to see healer katara and how difficult it must have been for her to keep trying week after week only for aang to remain unconconsious?? plus the amount she would have had to work on her healing abilities and push her knowledge to her limits??? i don't typically write very much kataangst (see what i did there??), but i made an exception for this in-progress fic concept. i present to you some bits and pieces of "i'm no longer a kid, and everything has changed":

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Katara felt the same flood of emotion that had washed over her as her mother fell as she watched Aang crumple and crash to the ground, Azula’s lighting still blazing through his body. For a second, she was back in her tent from years ago in the Southern Water Tribe, trying to waterbend to save her mother, only to realize that she had doomed her. Katara hadn't been able to believe it was real, even when the cloth-covered body’s arm was still wrapped in the bracelet Katara had made her in school only days before. Even when she saw the familiar necklace around her mother's neck.

Even when she had clasped the same necklace around her own neck. 

Seeing Aang now, she felt powerless, again, despite all that she had worked through, despite the skills she had gained. Fury rushed through her, and suddenly, she didn’t care who she hurt, who she got in the way of. It didn’t matter. They didn’t matter. He did. She had to get to him.

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He wasn’t moving. He wasn’t moving. That was all she could think about, even as Sokka and Toph joined them, twin looks of horror on their faces as she quickly briefed them on the situation.

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I know I can’t exactly… see it, but…” Toph said, solemnly. “Twinkle-toes looks… seems ... a bit…worse for wear.”

“Can you monitor his heartbeat?” Katara nervously ran her hands through the air above Aang's body. “I’m probably going to need to attempt something a bit experimental. I need to know if I need to stop, if it hurts him.”

“Is this the best idea?” Toph raised an eyebrow sceptically. Katara rested a hand on her lap, hanging her head slightly. “It’s the only idea I have.” Toph nodded sharply, as if she had just received orders, and rested her hand lightly on Aang’s upper arm. 

“Heartbeat steady.” She confirmed. “But something’s wrong with his breathing pattern. His lungs aren’t receiving enough blood, I think.” Katara exhaled, shakily, wracking her mind for something that could work. Her thoughts were cut off by the squeak of boots against metal, echoing from the doorway.

Her and Toph turned sharply, nervous that they were harbouring a Fire Nation stowaway, only to visibly relax when they realized it was only Sokka, joining them after setting the ship on its course. “If his blood is a liquid,” Sokka mused, crouching beside Aang,

“Couldn’t you… bend it, Katara?”

♥ check out the completed fic on my ao3:) ->

[blarefordaglare]

Legend (unintentionally) eats the triforce of wisdom.

(originally this was something I submitted to my friend in a tumblr ask)

I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS IDEA POPPED UP IN MY HEAD LAST NIGHT BUT YEAH.

CRACK TIMEMEMEMMENENE

Also writing description is such a pain for crackfics so… I kinda quit on it. 

Also I learned Hyrule keeps the triforce with him everywhere sooOoO yah. 

… 

“Wild.” Time’s voice boomed through the camp, “What did you put in the veterans soup?” 

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” Lol, of course he did. That’s what he gets for not letting him near his fire rod. I mean, it’s just a golden triangle, best it could do is choke him.

He looked over at Hyrule, only to notice him frantically searching his pouch. One other golden triangle lay right next to him I’ll use that next time.

“Dude you had to have done something. Pinky boy has turned to a prophet.” 

Legend’s eyes darted to the champion.

“Why is it Legend of Zelda when we are the ones saving the world?”

Gasps filled the forest.

“Warriors, you don’t exist. You’re not canon.” Legend’s tone was blunter than the knife Hyrule would use for cooking. The knife that stabbed the captain right in the heart. How did they know?

“We shouldn’t even be talking. We should all be going “hya” except for Hyrule who should be going “well excuse me princess.”” The words were becoming ever more confusing to the chain as Hyrule looked sheepishly away, muttering “it was only one hundred times” under his breath. 

“And lastly…” Legend’s eyes looked down, showcasing a mix of sadness and mischief, “We are all just puppets in this story. According to the author I’m supposed to sound like a wise guy, but she’s failing. She is also forcing me to say this in dialouge too because her notes app has been looking empty lately.” 

…

Maybe Wild could hold off on committing arson for one day.

[sleepyistinky]

Mexican Jason Todd save me Mexican Jason Todd

Ik this was his ass after he got out of the manor and actually managed to get his hands on one of these bad boys.

HC that people think he's white from a distance but then he starts speaking fluently in Spanish and suddenly all the Mexican Gothamite grandma's are surrounding him talking about 'ay mijo you're so tall and big you better be eating enough I'll feed you how do you feel about some tortillas, sopa, maybe some enchiladas, orange rice and beans?' and some other mexican food idk I'm a no sabo kid

Jason is regularly invited to parties at Mexican households especially around Christmas and new years and when he gets there he gets forced into the assembly line. They love him because he does it like a professional. Also he will fuck up a bowl of Pozole and menudo

Someone draw him as this, that elote will be gone in an hour

[instantsandwichkingdom]

Ok soooo

Two birds on a wire and soukoku

(chuuya abandonment issues!!!!)

[justanotherlostgrl]

Tell me why the Hades I was expecting was not the Hades we got

Also, Crusty? He was indeed Crusty, but I was not expecting the secret entrance there

I am flabbergasted. The flashback with little Percy don't touch me im emotional

"Hold fast mom" yeah, i think if you ripped my heart out and smash it on the ground and then stomped on it it would've hurt less

I was biting my nails the whole episode i was losing my mind trying to see where it was going

[robintherobiner]

male character gets turned into a female and it shows him the experiences his female friends go through and it teaches him to be better? incredible fic, i'd so read it.

male character gets turned into a female and everyone around him starts treating him gentler and fussing over him and he suddenly becomes super emotional? ew. what are you doing. thats a de-aging fic. not a gender-swap. being a women doesn't make you weaker or more emotional or more in need of protecting.

[winnienora13]

To Remus, madam Pomfrey was like a mother.The two of them just instantly clicked perfectly together like two pieces of the same puzzle, at least that’s what McGonagall says. She would sometimes come to the infirmary and lean on the doorstep, just watching Remus and Pomfrey talking with a fond smile. Remus loved her, but something about Poppy made him feel different. She truly felt like home. Just like his friends did.

He felt guilty about it at first :loving Poppy more than he did Minerva. But he’d realized quickly McGonagall was already someone else’s Poppy. Sirius’s. He’d witnessed the two of them exchanging on several occasions and he’d understood then, why McGonagall’s gaze always seemed so full of love when watching Pomfrey interact with him. His heart completely melted when Sirius gave him one of his most blinding smile after talking to the old lady. His boy deserved all that happiness.

Minerva loved the Marauders. She really did. Remus knew that. But she had a deeper connection to Sirius. Anyone who took the time of day to look at the two of them together could see it. It was blinding.

It didn’t really bother him. Not even when Sirius started calling McGonagall ‘’Minnie’’ while no one else could. Because he understood. He understood his professor loved Sirius and he knew Sirius shared her love. He understood what it was like to attach yourself to someone and never want to let go. He felt like that about madam Pomfrey.

One thing about Poppy is that she made chocolate as a hobby. She would always make Remus taste test every single one she made. She even gave him the rest for later so he could test them when he didn’t have enough time at the infirmary to taste all of them. Hence the fact he’s always carrying some with him now. The taste of chocolate reminded him of home, of Poppy.

That’s why, when he saw James with Lily’s eyes in the train, when he saw Harry, he immediately thought of home: his friend, the marauders. And when thinking of home, he’d always end up thinking of madam Pomfrey. So he got a chocolate bar out of his pocket and gave it to the boy hoping he’d understand just how important this was for him. Hoping maybe he could become the home this child never had the chance to have. He reckons James and Lily would like that, or at least he hopes so.

Oh how he misses home.

(This is my first time posting something I wrote so if you have any constructive advice, feel free to let me know)

[tristansfreezingtheirbrain]

Listen- I know this is supposed to be based on Wolfstar- BUT- BUT- ITS GIVING MERTHUR. IM SORRY. THIS IS LIKE- PEEEAAAKKK MEEERRTHUUUURR. It even has like- water references- like you know… that event I refuse to believe actually happened.

I SWEAR IM NOT CRAZY-

[glitchedgirly]

Etoiles is the most borrower-coded player on qsmp. I will not elaborate

[jayssafespace]

@drunktayloratthevmas

"We are not just friends and you fucking know it"

A Rosekiller Microfic, 157 words, slight angst, pre-relationship. Prompt 1.

Evan felt close to exploding. Pacing around his dorm room, he could still hear the single sentence making him fume.

"Evan and I are best mates, didn't you know?"

Before he could unleash his frustration, he heard the door open. Evan knew it could only be Barty. Only a few seconds after, he felt Bartys hand on his shoulder.

"Are you okay, Ev?"

"I'm everything BUT okay, Barty. And you know the reason why."

Evan turned around, facing the other boy and looking straight into his eyes. He was met with confusion, paired with something he couldn't recognize.

"No, actually, I don't."

Evan huffed out a breath, bordering on an ironic laugh.

"We're not just friends and you fucking know it."

And just like that, their lips crashed together, similar to the raging storm inside their hearts.

[ti-girl1226]

The reason Tommy didn’t take his pain meds

I’m sure by the title you can already tell but this mentions medicine and addiction, addiction is a mental/physical disorder that many people have or are suffering from. If you need help please contact someone for that, and if you are clean Im happy and proud of you. Anyway I was feeling a bit sad and went back to my dsmp stage so you get hermit Tommy because I’m like that. I hope you enjoy :)

Tommy has always been a bit of a hassle when it comes to recovery. Grian and the other hermits knew that. And it was always an issue. But this time there’s been something was different, he acted strange when stress gave him the pain meds and told him to take them in the morning for a week. Tommy shifted and awkwardly took it. He seemed apprehensive, like he hated them and couldn’t trust them. The next few days Tommy would be flinching when putting pressure on his wounds and he thought nobody noticed. But the hermits slowly noticed over the days, and when Tommy didn’t come out when he usually did. Grian grew suspicious, so he went to look for him. When he entered the house he looked around and eventually got to the kitchen, that’s when he grew more concerned. The meds stress had proscribed were untouched, but that’s not the only thing, they were sitting on the highest shelf far back where even Tommy couldn’t reach. It was strange. But then Grian heard something that made his stomach drop. A faint whimpering coming from Tommy’s bedroom. Grian didn’t think and quickly ran to Tommy’s room, Tommy was curled up on the floor crying. He was holding the area around his injured sobbing. 

“Tommy?” Grian asks rushing to his side parental instincts kicking in. “What’s wrong? Why haven’t you been taking your meds? Are you okay?”

Tommy’s weakness shows through his tears “it hurts make it stop please make it stop.” He cries, Grian doesn’t know what to do except get him help. He quickly sends out a messages ‘Tommy hurt need help, where to go.’ The chat explodes with concern messages but through them doc with a reply ‘my house is fine.’ Grian waist no time scooping up the crying Tommy and spreading his wings and flying to docs residence. When he enters stress is already there and they take Tommy away too look at him.

“He’ll be okay,” says scar from his wheelchair while grian pieces infront of him.

“You don’t get it he didn’t even touch his meds,” the red winged man says as he pulls slightly on his blonde hair “why wouldn’t he want the pain relief? Why didn’t he take them? Dose he not trust us still? Why didn’t he take them?” Shouting form the medical room stops the man in his rambling.

“No no get away I won’t take it!?” A familiar voice yells out. Tommy need help is all grian thinks as he runs into the room the boy was in. His wings puffed out as he stands looking at Tommy as he plasterers himself against the wall across the room from stress and doc. It’s so similar to when he first landed on hermitcraft that it’s somewhat scary to grian. Did all this hard work to make him better not work? Has Grian failed, as a parent? (Why did he think that Tommy’s not his kid and Tommy doesn’t see him as his dad so why did he-) 

“We tried to give him pain meds but he won’t allow us, we tried explaining that it would help.” Says Doc snapping grian out of his thoughts. Grian looks at Tommy with concern walking up to him slowly and getting down this level (tommy is on the floor like curled up.) 

“Tommy, why won’t you take the meds? Did your perverse server do something to them while you were on the server?” Ask grian in a soft voice, calming down Tommy, slightly expanding his wings to block Tommy from seeing doc and stress who tried to give him the meds.

“No.” Tommy replies cowering slightly as his voice breaks.

“Then why don’t you want to take them?”

“I… I’ve been clean for so long I don’t want to fuck it up again.” His void cracks as he says it not looking at grian. If he was he would have seen the shock,anger and finally pity. 

“Oh Tommy you should have said something,” grian says bringing Tommy into one of his signature hugs raping his wings around him aswell. “I want you to know that we don’t judge you and the fellow hermits will try our best to help you on your journey. I promise you that everybody is proud of you. I’m proud of you.” Grian says tears daring to spill, he doesn’t move holding his hatchling Tommy tightly. Him and Tommy start to cry together. They are alone together doc and stress left a while back. Finally after a while and Tommy getting exhausted from the previous pain of his injury and the tears, yaws in the hug. He mumbles a few words that if grian wasn’t a bird hybrid he might have not heard “thank you dad.” Before falling asleep. Grian sits there tears of happiness staring to overtake those of sadness and he hold his new hatchling close to him. Tommy called him dad!

lol, was board and saw a thing about how cannon Tommy would have been a drug addicted at some point, I can see both the van times and after Wilbur’s death. But I thought how would hermits react to this especially Grian because I love father Grian vibes, and while writing thought why no make this the first time Tommy calls him dad to add a bit off fluff at the end. So lol if y’all want to do something like this then you’re good to go.

Edit- re reading this I feel like it turned kinda into a very slightly darker like possessive parent grian towards the end and I don’t know why

[virtualcoffeemoon]

hi I'm just curious & wanna know what the rest of the community thinks & my pick is the light pink jacket

[ihavea-natural-curiosity]

okay but like zhao is such a creep and i feel like it's not talked about enough

like literally every interaction he had with zuko makes me so uncomfy

like there's something called "taking a step back", you should try it sometime bc that is a 16 YEAR OLD you don’t need to be that close to him, i PROMISE your point will still be made more than 5 inches away from him

he's so icky

[instantsandwichkingdom]

who wants to hear my thoughts on Dazai's effect on Akutagawa's trauma??? bc like I could write an essay on all my thoughts

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

Severely underrated moment.

[falling-star-cygnus]

ngl looking at Jax makes me think that everything under his skin is just teeth material

….now i wanna peel him