#i fuckin love found family tropes man

[taytei]

trios of assholes are my favorite - especially of the sibling variety

[tteokdoroki]

*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— just for tonight, i don’t hate you + katsuki bakugou.

૮˶ᵕ ༝ᵕ˶ა synopsis — when there’s a bounty over your head and a reward for your safe return to your soon-to-be husband and future king, touya todoroki… you should be mindful of who you fall for. you should pretend to hate the man who seeks the prize money you’d bring. and the dragon prince, katsuki bakugou, should probably do the same.

⭑ warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up, smut, angst, arguments, one-bed trope, enemies to lovers, love confessions, arranged marriages, fingering, marking, biting, scratching creampies, hair pulling, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, slight!infidelity, fantasy!au, fem!reader, dragon prince!bakugou.

⭑ words — 2.8K.

⭑ notes — happy valentine’s day my sweets!! here’s a precious little fic for you, a commission from the darling @peonies-and-teacakes and beta read by @yuki-no-akumu !! i hope you guys enjoy and remember that ily <3 mwah mwah !! - m.list ✩

“s-sir…i am so sorry.”

don’t. 

“t-there’s been some kind of mistake!”

don’t you say it.

“unfortunately the room at our inn you’d requested for tonight has been double booked…”

don’t you dare say it.

“we can only offer you the alternative which is a single bed, again sir, i-i’m so sorry.” 

it’s not the clerk’s fault, it’s a simple mistake that anyone could make at an inn located in one of the busiest travelling towns in all of Aethopia— but it shouldn’t have happened to katsuki bakugou. it’s the worst thing that could have ever happened to katsuki bakugou. “you gotta be fuckin’ kiddin’ me,” the dragon prince snarls, almost resembling the mystical creature acting as his tribe’s crest— teeth white, sharp and menacingly on display. “all this fuckin’ coin spent on a useless, shitty inn ‘nd you can’t even book the right room?”

the clerk shrinks back, visibly shaken as they hand over a set of room keys to the blonde. “s-so sorry! s-sir!” they add timidly, flinching as they clatter into bakugou’s palm and he snatches the metal away from them.

“sorry ain’t gonna cut it, what a waste of my coin! i ain’t ever comin’ back to this shithole.” he continues to snap, and with a swish of his red woven cape, bakugou’s gone— storming away and outside of the reception, filled with enough rage to fan the flames of a dragon’s fire. you’re waiting for him with his horse, tending to it as he steps into the cool outside. the forest trees sway with the prince’s arrival but don’t do anything to distract you from running your fingers to the snow-white coloured steed. 

you’re beautiful and that angers katsuki. you’re the prettiest thing he’s ever seen in all of the moons he’s existed— you shine under the light of the silver crescent, as if glitter is speckled all over your skin or you’re covered in a layer of diamonds.

your smile as his horse chuffs and nudges you with its head is precious, more valuable than any gem found in this world’s greatest mines. your dress isn’t made out of the finest materials, but it fits perfectly around your sweet dips and curves— it’s pretty. you’re pretty. there’s something about you that makes a mess of katsuki’s pulse, that steals his breath away and he hates you for it. 

you’re supposed to be an ordinary girl, you’re supposed to be just a pile of coin to him— a reward for returning you, prince touya of Ignis’ runaway bride. there was a hefty bounty hanging over your head for your safe return to his royal highness’ side, for you were to be the tool that helped to clean up prince touya’s act and get him prepared for kingship. again, you weren’t meant to be anything more to katsuki, in fact, if he had to he would force himself to despise you— you make him miserable, he has to remind himself that you’re just a prize. nothing more, nothing less. 

despite the blonde’s plan to have you back in the hands of the todoroki family— he’s had his doubts. rumour has it that touya todoroki, better known to lesser folk as dabi, is an evil brute. one with little regard to the women he’s kept or invited up to his royal chambers. other whispers on the street have mentioned that you were a spoiled little village girl from within their kingdom, refusing the life the todoroki’s were to offer you. 

that was another reason for bakugou to hate you— you were a brat that ran away because touya wouldn’t feed you with a silver spoon, because he was the first man in your existence to be unkind and you couldn’t find it in yourself to put up with it despite being set for the rest of your life. 

katsuki bakugou of the dragon tribe had found you just outside of his territory— half dead, your clothes torn and a second away from being hunted by the mythical monsters that prowled them. you resented him, for what he did next. you had the audacity to be mad at the dragon prince for saving your life and nursing you back to health. you blame him for the miserable outcomes of your life and for having his heart set on returning you back to touya todoroki, blaming him for it all.

at the time, the pair of you had argued. bakugou had called you a stupids and naive little girl— who wouldn’t want to be married to a future king? you wouldn’t have a single thing to worry about if you did, your every need would be taken care of without you even asking. you wouldn’t have to kill for your next meal, worry about when or where you could sleep next, spend every day fighting for survival. clearly you both had different views on the world, and what should have been gratefulness turned into hatred.

bakugou had tied your wrists, dragged you kicking and screaming back on the route straight to the todoroki castle— reuniting you with your Prince Charming. so far, you’d made this journey hell, almost cost him fights and got him in trouble with clients or employers. you were embarrassing.

and in your eyes? katsuki was your fairytale villain. he was a selfish, ugly bastard who wouldn’t let you steal your freedom, all for some money. you hated bakugou with every fibre of your being and every ounce of your heart and he knew. he knew this, but that didn’t make it any easier to handle when you look at him like his every step scorches the earth.

scowl at him like you do now.

like he was the most awful man in the world. like he was touya. who he had heard from stories didn’t handle women in the best of ways.

“what, ya still mad at me, princess?” bakugou asks as he approaches you, the twigs snapping under his boots grabbing your attention. 

before arriving at the inn, the dragon wielder had told you that you were a useless airhead— one that couldn’t survive on her own and needed a man to save her. you’d slapped him hard without hesitation and neither of you’d spoken until now. “of course i am, don’t ask stupid questions, you barbarian,” you spit harshly, turning back to the horse at hand. “did you get the room? i’m tired and sick of looking at your face.” 

he almost flinches back to avoid being hit by your venomous words but instead retaliates. “i did ‘n yer stuck with me, sweetheart, there’s only one bed.” 

“you’re kidding, right?” your eye twitches as you spin on your heel to face katsuki once more and the blonde braces himself for an onslaught of your slander. “oh! bakugou. you’re such an incompetent fool. you can’t even book an inn on your own, so you need a woman to do that for you?” you throw his words from earlier back into his face like an acid burn that’s been waiting underneath your tongue.

“i didn’t wanna be stuck with your ass anyways! quit complainin’!” 

“well, if you insist on not being stuck with me, perhaps releasing me before we reach the todoroki’s is a good idea—“ 

“— fat chance, princess.” bakugou scoffs back. “not with the bounty over your head. puttin’ up with your shitty attitude will be fuckin’ worth dealin’ with until you’re back with ‘em.”

he doesn’t give you a chance to retort, heading back into the inn whether you follow him or not. 

katsuki is glad that you don’t, at least not straight away— wanting to calm down the ache you’ve inflicted upon his hatred-blackened heart.

though he might hate you, katsuki can always tell when you’re crying.

around the same time every night and throughout your travels, your shoulders shake as sobs rack your body while you think he’s fast asleep. of course, the dragon prince feels bad— he’s practically handing you off to the devil in exchange for a lump of cash. you’ve been down on your luck and the blonde feels partially responsible for that. 

rolling over to face you, bakugou watches with a deep frown as you keep your eyes on the wall opposite you— not daring to acknowledge him. “‘m sorry… about what i said,” he feels guilty but only just, unsure of his next words. “‘bout this touya thing… and all the men that have hurt you. i’m—” he takes a breath. “sorry about everything. i only treat you that way ‘cause i don’t want ya to end up lost like me…” he doesn’t want you to fall for him, to stay with him.

silence echoes between you both but katsuki can tell that you’ve calmed down from the way your body stops shaking and your hiccups quieten down. “you care about me, bakugou?” rolling over, the blonde finds himself lost in the sparkle of your galaxy eyes yet again— hating you for it, fighting down his love for you.

you’re close, way too close and everything beneath the sheets is hot. “shut up, princess.” bakugou whispers, not realising that the warmth of his breath is coasting over your lips wetly. before either of you know it, you’re kissing— mouths slotting against one another, tongues rolling over each other sloppily as you swap spit and pour undisclosed feelings into one another. his hands slip under your flimsy excuse for a night-gown, trailing up the good meat of your thighs, the soft curves of your waist and hips. you have him in shambles, with the way you gasp quietly at his thumbs swiping at the swell of your breasts— just brushing over your pebbling nipples. you coo and cry and he takes more from you, tugging on your lower lip with shining rows of pearly whites and licking into your mouth to swallow your whistle-tone moans.

“quiet, princess,” bakugou’s mouth is hot, blisteringly slow— his tongue leaving trails of clear, thick saliva along the planes of your skin. “gotta be quiet, baby, can’t wake anyone up, yeah?” the sharp edges of his teeth just graze your salt-licked flesh, barely nipping it. katsuki knows better, he can’t leave marks. he can’t return damaged goods to the soon-to-be king. to the touya todoroki. “so good, such a good girl.”

“o-oh! k-katsuki!” you stutter out, eyes rolling to the back of your skull and locking away the stars as the dragon prince’s hand fumbles between your hot and heavy bodies. he finds your clit, swollen and sticky— pulsating beneath rough fingertips. “p-please, i need you. please, katsuki. n-need–!” you sing your praises to the high heaves, the letters of his name rubbed into your pretty pussy as he plays with it between your slick, doughy thighs.

a single finger slips past your fluttering entrance, but he doesn’t dare let up on your pleasure nub— circling it diligently. “shut up, yeah?” the man slurs into your neck, spreading your pussy lips apart to finger you deeper, faster— losing his sanity listening to the sound of you squelch. “i hate you…r’member that. h-hate you— fuck…” 

“hate you, s’much. o-oh, right there!” your own set of fingers curl in sandy blonde locks tightly pulling him back up to your face for a kiss. but his eyes, your eyes, they both speak forbidden and unspoken love. your other hand grasps at his throbbing cock, arousal spilling over your knuckles and straight from the tip. his chest rumbles in pleasure, hips rutting into your closed fist languidly before he swoops down to lure you into the forest of temptation, the haze of another uncoordinated, messy kiss.

you mewl into one another’s open mouths, swollen and cherry lips meshing together— this? whatever you’re doing together, a pile of sweaty limbs moving in sync with one another…it’s everything either of you have ever wanted. playing pretend, hating one another face to face and loving one another in secret. katsuki curls his fingers, pressing down on your g-spot and you run your thumb through the seedy slit of his cockhead…eager to please one another. to love one another.

“put it in, katsuki.” gasping but demanding, you call to him— hungry for more, to have his everything. he wants to, god he wants to. but what if he hurts you? what if you fall apart like fragile glass? what if touya—? you grab at the blonde’s chin, guiding his gaze up to yours and his thick girth to your clenching, unfilled hole. “just for tonight, one night. show me how you truly feel about me katsuki…make love to me.”

you’re giving him a chance, giving him this one last night to deflower the prettiest, most beautiful thing katsuki bakugou has ever held in his bare, monstrous hands. wrapping your legs around the slenderness of his waist, you lock your ankles at the small of his back and squeeze to draw him closer. his milky shaft pushes through your arousal soaked folds, clear strings of it clinging to every vein that decorates the length of him.

both of you shudder once he’s bottomed out inside the warmth of your velvety, silken walls. he’s as deep as he can go, stretching you over him with slow rolls of his hips and his balls heavy with cum, seated at the curve of your ass. “f-fuck, you’re tight, princess,” katsuki whines, wrapping his arms around your head to pin you to the bed beneath him. he fills you to the brim, brings tears to your eyes as he splits you apart and pieces you back together with every single thrust. your g-spot is a victim to endless ectasy given to you by his mushroomed tip as it rams against you, desperately. 

rolling your hips up to match his pace, you swallow the saliva pooling on the palette of your tongue— skin buzzing with lust while you mark up the blonde’s back. you leave tiger-claw patterns across his tanned back, red and raw before mussing up his hair pulling him closer until either of you have room to breathe. his breath is ragged against the shell of your ear, thrusts rampant each time he plunges into your souse, salacious pussy.

katsuki drowns himself in you, and like an alcoholic reaching for another drink— he’s addicted. he groans pathetically when you bite him, kiss him and spit into his mouth until he’s babbling and brainless. you bite his shoulder to keep quiet but the bed creaks loudly enough to cover your harmonised moans and the sound of skin slapping on skin harshly. 

“i love you,” you breathe weakly, body wracked with shakes when bakugou slips out of your cunt from how fast he's pounding you into the sheets, tied to you only by strings of slick.

he says it back, instantaneously while forcing himself back into your addictive heat, desperate to get you both to your highs. “i love you.” next he finds your clit again, using three fingers to tap at it so that you tremble cutely beneath him. “hold it, princess. hold your orgasm. p-promise it’ll feel good, kay?” the dragon prince pulls back only just, dragging his seedy tip along your insides and you whine at the loss of being so full. “promise me that when he’s fucking you, when touya makes you his bride a-and weds you, his pretty virgin bride…that you’ll think of me ‘n me alone.”

“i-i promise,” you murmur, playing with the baby hairs on the base of katsuki’s neck, looking up at him lovingly as you clench down on him at his claim— dripping sweet nectar down his balls.

only then does katsuki put his entire weight on you, jutting into you all at once, nearly breaking the bed as it hits the wall behind you over and over. his cock swells inside of you, close to bursting and cumming inside of you. with one, two, three more calculated thrusts you’re thrown over the edge— the dopamine high of your orgasm crashing over your brain while you squirt clear streams over his lower tummy and cock.

he’s right behind you, following the stream of your sweet essence that nearly forces him out of you. thick, hot ropes of cum paint your insides belonging to the man that you love, filling you up to the brim. katsuki collapses on top of you with one last kiss, your foreheads pressed together and the crude mix of your arousal leaking from your tiny hole, onto your shared sheets.

“i don’t…i don’t hate you,” you stutter once both of your breathing has evened out, teary eyed because you can’t say that you love him again. it’ll make it too real, neither of you can have that if you’re promised to touya and bakugou has promised to take you back to the ruthless future king.

“niether do i,” katsuki breathes back, wiping your eyes with the pad of his thumb, using a delicate touch. 

he couldn’t help it, loving you but at least he got to…just for tonight.

[certainwizardlady]

Roll for Story- G/t edition

I love all the writers appreciation posts from last month ❤️ my humble offering for you writers is a silly roll for blank game using all the tropes. Feel free to use/edit as you please. If you write something from this please lemme know!!

your Main Character is a

Giant

human

tiny

sizeshifter

Flip a coin: do they get shrinkrayed/growthrayed? Heads for yes tails for no

your second MC is a:

Giant

human

tiny

sizeshifter

setting:

Home

Outdoors

different dimension

silly place (carnival, dmv, etc)

how do they meet?

Caught in a trap

being hunted

online (uh oh are they dating?)

found while stealing food or supplies

magically transported to each other

vortex of mystery

person b is noisy. Person a finds and tells them to knock it off

alien invasion

cursed by a witch

meet cute in a public park

Someone’s injured

Mutual friend

Coworkers

new neighbors

Taking a class

Person a hired person b (hit man, task rabbit, dog sitter, etc)

Both are being sent on an epic quest by a wise old wizard

Childhood besties

Oops we swapped bodies and need to figure out who this new body is and how to get back

Amnesia and both wake up in a lab

Ope! One of your characters is secretly a….

Vampire

werewolf

demon

really boring normal dude

fairy

big ol fuckin nerd

wizard

really nice guy under all the snark

Your characters don’t want to be in this forced proximity because…

One of them needs to go home

a deadline for xyz is coming up and they do not have the time for this

they are mortal enemies since childhood

the big is keeping the tiny captive

the tiny is keeping the big captive

the other person annoys the hell out of them

person a has goals and the situation with b is hindering that

prejudice that shall be overcome

Ope looks like plot needs to happen

The tiny or giant is seen by a nefarious character

the out of size character gets caught in a life threatening situation

the gov wants info and is hunting down our differently sized friend

an ex is jealous of this new relationship and will do anything to break them up

roll for a new character. This one is just an asshole and so selfish that it negates the main character’s goals.

our main characters have a fight that results in someone walking out

the bigger character accidentally destroys the smaller ones things/home/city

miscommunication! (Classic modern family plot)

where does the smol sleep?

Sock

mitten

in hand

drawer

nest

their own house

chest of big

cage

[mxrtixnzwrld]

🧿 “we cry together” 🧿

pairing: Toji x reader

summary: the whole argument from the short film… yeaaa that’s you guys, word by word mostly

tropes: toxic relationships, arguments, angst no comfort

warnings: cussin, sex mentions, TOXICCC, a lilll bit of smut at the end, not proof read

This is what the world sounds like..

“I fuckin hate you! I can’t live like this…” you sobbed to yourself as you got ready for work. You felt tension and emotion stir as Toji sat in the other room grumbling.

“I swear I’m tired of these emotional ass, ungrateful ass bitches,” he began loudly and leaned into his chair as you interrupt.

“Get the fuck out!”

“Unstable ass, confrontational ass, dumb bitches- you wanna bring a man down even when I’m tryna do right. We could go our separate ways right now, you could move on with your life,” he huffed as you made your way to him now in his face.

“Fuck you, you love a pity party, I won't show up. Always act like your shit don't stink, motherfucker, grow up.” You bend at the waist to catch his eyes that burned with an anger that didn’t match his “nonchalant” demeanor all he did is readjust in his seat and silently meet your eyes.

“Forever late for shit, won't buy shit, sit around and deny shit- Fuck around on a side bitch, then come fuckin' up my shit!” You say snatching his phone up and stomping over to your counter making him get up to follow.

“What? Fuckin' up yo' shit? You must be bleedin' and some more shit. Bitch, I don't know shit, fuck yo' feelings-“ he begins coming up behind you before reaching for his phone which you move away from him. You turn and meet those same eyes.

“You on some hoe shit See, I don't know why you like playin' mind games with me,” you out his phone in his pocket and continue.

“Bitch, I ain't slow nor ditsy, I know when you bein' distant- I know when you fake busy. Get out yo' feelings and miss me with that reverse psychology.” Your voice cracks as he reaches for your necklace.

“Bitch you trippin, who got you that Rollie Chain-“

“And who put that car in my name??”

“You think ima kiss yo ass?”

“Nah, your fuckin lame” the two of you go back and forth. You toss the necklace to the side and get in eachother face tossing the same insult back and forth until Toji breaks away and moves back to his seat.

You let out and aggravated breath and go to your room to find the papers on your bed as Toji once again begins following you around.

“Wastin' my time and energy tryna be good to you- Lost friends, family, gained more enemies 'cause of you! Bitches starin' at me in Zara, hoes scratchin my cars up! Should followed my mind and just moved back home.” You refused to make eye contact with him anymore but he still continued.

“Oh, what, that's my fault now? Bitch, you power trippin', or guilt trippin'? I held yo' ass down-“

“You just kept me down, that's a big difference!” You sat down and continued getting ready for work as he stood in front of your way.

“Stressin' myself tryna figure why I'm not good enough… Goin' to church, prayin' for you, searchin' for good in us,” you sigh tiredly gettin up and in his face. Sayin anything to make him hurt the way he hurt you.

“Lil' dick-ass who can’t take care of his kids-“

“You was still suckin’ this dick tho-“

“Well shit I shoulda sucked his!”

His eye twitched as he tilted his head getting a little closer to you.

“Fuck you say?”

“I said I should have found a bigger dick!” You challenged clapping your hands each word for emphasis.

He backs up and you take the opportunity to grab you bag and leave laughing

“Aha you mad, lil feelins shot- go text that raggedy bitch and tell her you all that she got. Let her know you packin yo shit n gotta move by the first.” You turn to grab your keys but Toji grabs them first and holds them above him.

“Gimme my keys, ima be late to work.” You try and jump for them but he moves again.

“Fuck yo job today gon’ be the day you walk to that bitch-“

“Gimme my fuckin keys-“

“Nah, I like you parked in that bitch”

“Gimme my fuckin keys!” You continue to jump for your keys as Toji keeps moving eyein you and your sorry attempts with a smirk on his face.

“Ahh now you mad at me, I got you hollerin for nothin-“

“I do the same when we fuckin”

“Act like that pussy ain’t loose”

“I’d rather act like I’m cummin~”

“I’d rather fuck off the juice-“

“Id rather fuck on yo cousin-“

“Bitch you said you gon fuck who?”

“You heard me Toji it’s nun~”

You grin and he two of you go back into spitting the same insult back and forth. Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. During the argument he attempted to lock himself in the bathroom but you came around the other side that connect to your bedroom.

You two take the argument to the living room where he turns on the ps4.

“I don't even know why I fuck with you-“

“I'll be damned if I stuck with you,”

“Changed my number, I'm duckin' you, bitch.”

“Bitch, whatever is comfortable.”

“This the type of shit couples do?Shoulda thought about cuffin' you, bitch,”

“Toji, you dirty and you broke~” you fix your stance to fake confidence.

“Ho, you goofy and gullible, fuck you talkin' 'bout?”

“The insecurities you got, won't mind fuck me- Womanizer, got no affection from yo' mama, I see~”

“Don't speak on my mama, the fuck is yo' problem?”

“That bitch don't like me anyways!”

“Bitch, she gave you the Honda-“

“And used that shit to throw it in my face.. Find it funny you just can't apologize;” you had moved and turned off the tv so all his attention was on you and your points. He sits on the couch manspread watching your every movement.

“Egotistic, narcissistic, love your own lies- See, you the reason why strong women fucked up! Why they say it's a man's world- See, you the reason for Trump,” tears shed your eyes as you move around your coffee table to get in his face.

“You the reason, we overlooked, underpaid, under-booked, under shame- If you look, I don't speak, then I'm called out my name.”

You took a deep breath trying to regulate yourself but you’re so warm, raw and emotional that you couldn’t reason.

“I am flawed, I am pained, never yours, I remained-You the reason bitches start fuckin' with bitches when they change!You the reason bitches start callin' y'all bitches 'cause y'all useless!!” He stands up and corners you on the side of your couch.

“Man, shut the fuck up! Said I'm tired of these emotional-ass, ungrateful-ass bitches; Fake innocent, fake feminist, stop pretendin'-“

“Here you got shut the fuck up.”

“It's a split decision, broads like you and real victims. Let's talk the truth, women in general just can't get along.” You tell him to explain as you stand face to face for once tonight.

“Hmm, when Tash got a man, you didn't pick up the phone- Uh, uh, when Nate got a job, you said you stayin' home.

Why R&B bitches don't feature on each other songs then?”

“What the fuck is you talkin about?”

“Never mind bitch, I'm walkin' out,”

“Whatever, I'm off you now,” you roll your eyes

“Yo' evil ass kept me well in doubt” you step towards him, you both look eachother up and down. The cycle will continue. You can’t help yourself, you know he’s bad for you but he’s just too good.

“Pussy nigga, best watch your mouth-“

“Pussy and mouth is all you got~”

“Lay this pussy back on the couch~”

“Doggie style, then you get on top.” His lips attack your neck with marks for just a moment before his hands reach your clothes and tears them off of you eying your body with anger and lust.

You position bend over on your couch hearing the sound of his belt and zipper before he enters with no warning causing a whine to draw out of you that was so submissive for him.

“Who dick small bitch?” He groaned holding your hips.

Authors note: Yeaa nun too much, I just really really love this song and the short film made with it.

©mxrtixnzwrld. do not copy, modify, translate, repost any of my work! reblogging is greatly appreciated!!

[sugarsfics]

Eddie's Girl

Summary: You are the girlfriend to the Eddie Munson lead man of Corroded Coffin. One of Eddie’s band members says some hurtful things about you. In the moment you learn something new about Eddie 

Trope: Rockstar!Eddie x plus!size!reader 

Warning: Use of Y/N, hurt to comfort, fat-phobia, mean words toward reader, cussing, mention of sexual activity, +18 please 

Word Count: 1.1k  

You always got stares when walking by you didn’t mind them really you got used to them, but it got worse over the year. Especially now you get death glares you had what everybody wanted Eddie Munson, the lead singer of the hottest rock band Corroded Coffin. He has mentioned many times in interviews on his type of women, he loves the thick ones, the ones that their stomach jiggles when they move, a big juicy thigh. He claims that they are the best type because there is more to love and their cooking is the best. Nobody believed him at first so when the bikini body groupies tried to go for him, he just looked at them then walked away. So, when he saw you, he just had to have you, you were perfect not all by body but by personality, taste in music and cooking, that boy loves to eat. You finally had the courage to go in line backstage to try and get an autograph, at least you also wanted to know if the rumors were true that he only went for the big girls. Once again you got the stares and whispers while in line but stuck it out you wanted that autograph. What you didn’t know was that Eddie had been having his eye on you all night. He watched you as you sang and danced, the way your body moves, he was so glad he was playing guitar to hide his tent in his pants. After the show he saw you get in line Oooo was he excited. “Wow does she really think she have a chance compared to these sexy ladies" John the backup drummer for Gareth spoke, Eddie rolled his eyes, God I hate this guy Eddie thought. “Oh, don’t worry John that one is mine” “Eddie come on man you have so many girls on their knees begging and you are choosing the fat one” “Hey she is not fat she is well love is a fuckin goddess and yea I chose her” 

Let’s just say you got a lot more than an autograph that night from Eddie. You found yourself the next morning in Eddie’s hotel cuddled into your chest. He made a little whimper sound he you tried to get him off “what why are you leaving” he said sleepy “sorry I didn’t mean to wake you I just have to go-” “Wait-” he grabbed you hand before you could leave “Are you going to be there for tonight concert?” “No, I only had tickets for last night” “Come” “What” “Come tonight” “It sold out I can’t.” He ran out the bed and went into his bag “Here” he handed you a lanyard. “This will get you anywhere, tonight when I get to the studio I will have my manger put your name down on the VIP lists all of them” “Eddie I-” “Please come” he gave you the biggest puppy eyes that you have ever seen and cave “Fine I will come” “Great!! Can I get your number?”   

The rest was history now you a backstage going to your boyfriend’s dressing room. You heard fighting from John’s dressing room but didn’t think too much of it. Sadly, Gareth broke his hand, so John took over the remainder of the tour. This was your first-time seeing Eddie in 2 months. You weren't able to come with him for those two months due to work, but this was his last concert of the tour and tomorrow you were meeting his family and friends in Hawkins. You walked into his dressing room “Baby” “Your here finally” he picked you up and spun you around, his is surprisingly very strong, “You ready rockstar” “Always ready when my girl is with me” “Oh stop it....is John ok I heard yelling when I was walking by” “He is fine you know John always causing drama somehow” “That true” as you giggled and watched Eddie finish getting ready.  

The concert was amazing, they ended their tour with a bang. You waited for Eddie in the green room along with others to congratulate them. John walks in first and shoulder checks you. “Move it fat ass” “Wow hey” Jeff intervenes “No need to be rude” “Well she shouldn’t be here” he says pointing at you “ What going on” Eddie says as he walks in “Nothing Eddie” you tell him then John had to speak “Your girlfriend should not be here she ruins the look” “Look what look” Eddie said “ THE LOOK EDDIE how to you think people think when they see her walking around we look like fuckin losers” “Dude you better watch how you are talking especially to my girl” Eddie turns to you “ Don’t you dare listen to a word he says he is just pissed that his girlfriend got him cheating again” “ Oh you're the one to talk Eddie” you heart stop for a moment “After the concerts you always going straight to your room and I can hear you moaning and groaning so what groupie do you got in there huh” your world stop was Eddie cheating? before the tears could spill out “Well if you want to know so bad what I do in my room fine I am jerking off to the hot pictures of my girl, yes get fucking horny after a show we all do but unlike you I love my girl and I’m not going to messed that up for a random fuck” did just say that he loved you.  

The room went silent, nobody knew what to say. “Come on babe lets go” the walk to Eddie’s room was silent too. So many things were going through your mind he said he loved you, you haven't said that yet, he jerks off to your picture, that’s hot but what pictures, is he lying. When you sat on the bed you asked him one of the burning questions “Is it true” “Is what true” “About the pictures” “Oh duh yea here look” he went into his bag and pulled out a smaller bag “See you can tell which ones I like the most” the one of your thighs had been ruined so you took a lucky guess “And this one” he pulls out another picture of you smiling “Goes on your pillow that I took from you, with your shirt on it” you felt so loved at that moment, a little confused on how Eddie took your whole ass pillow without you noticing but still so loved. Love you thought he said he loved you “Hey Eddie” “Yes baby” here goes nothing “I love you” he smiled and kissed your lips “I love you too”  

[pitbullwithaship]

DOCTOR WHO LIVEBLOG S4 EP13

HOLY COW IM DYING YALL

WHAT HE DIRECTED IT AT THE HAND

HES THE SAME

MICKEY AND JACKIE HOLY SHIT

He's so fucking fuck

Donna I love you

Ooh they're in a time lock that's really cool

Oh man that's fucked

Yay Sarah Jane and Mickey and Jackie and Martha omg

They're saying Exterminate in German!!! Lol

Rose and the Doctor are so cute

Why can Donna hear her heartbeat

Brilliant. All of them

Walk to their fates

TEAM TARDIS

Holy hell Donna Noooo

HEARTBEAT WHATS AHAPPENING HERE

Omg omg girlie that's time lord energy right there the watchamacalllit stufd

OMG ITS THIS CLIP LOL

YAS JACK PLAY DEAD

LOL LOL LOL I LOVE THIS OMG

That's insane

She is very worth it

Thata insane that's insane destined holy shit

Ooh she speaks German

Omg traitor woman?

Aww poor woman

YAY JACK

Ooh the three are inside the house

Dalek is very very insane

Oh shit oh shit jackie

Omg what us it doing

Oh food Jackie got out

THEY DISINTEGRATED

I hate Davros' voice but maybe that's just cuz of what he's saying

Holy shit he's insane

MICKEY AND JACK REUNITED

Aw Rose likes Martha

JUST LIKE EXPLODE THE EARTH WHAT

JACK AND MICKEY AND JACKIE AND SARAH JANE

Fuck don't guilt trip him so much (I mean yes this regeneration can be a dick sometimes but he's complicated! He's a complicated character!)

Omg omg doctor2 and Donna you better have figured it all out in time

Omg omg omg omg omg omg

DONNA YAY

DONNA HOLY HELL

OHyes

DoctorDonna!!!!

I love her ao much this is hilarious

This is amazing

Jackie looks on disapprovingly

JACK YOU DUDE

SUPREME DALEK HAS A CONCIENCE

Oh wow that's a lot of dying Daleks

Davros stop playing the victim

As it's meant to be flown this is amazing

K9 AAAHHHH

I love this so much

AS ITS MEANT TO BE FLOWN

Yeah Jackie don't touch anything

Oh wow that's amazing

This is so cute the teams all together god (can you tell my favorite trope is found family)

HUGGING LOTS OF HUGGING

Everybody hugs!!!

Awwww

Aww maybe Martha's joining Torchwood

Aww Mickey

BAD WOLF BAY

Donna oh my gosh

Awww he can spend it with her

It's so cute

And so sad

I LOVE YOU AAAAAHHHHH AAAAHHHHH AAAHHHH AAHHHHH KISS

And other Doctor leaves with Donna omg this is so happysadterribleanamazingendingforrose holt crap

Binary x100 jeezus

Oh no Donna

Doctor is so sad

Oh Donna

Oh Doctor

FUCK THIS IS SAD AGAIN

...and the worst of times but the best are the best and they are times

One last HUG FUCK

Okay definitely not what she wanted consent and all but he's incredibly traumatized and doesn't want to lose anyone else so I kinda understand

Fuck he's just a story for her Fuck

This is breaking my heart

Aww poor Doctor

Fuck I'm crying

He's a fucking wetpuppydog in the rain fuck sadness

WILF IM CRYING

Alone again alone again (this song plays in my head a lot watching this damn show)

End note. End note. Fuck this I'm bawling my eyes out. Okay. All I can say is he's so frickin lonely and he's always the odd one out and "all the others have got someone" you idiot they love you you could crash on their fuckin couches for ten years and they'd fondly just deal with it cuz they love you you fuck. Aaaghh. But also I totally understand that as the third in a trio and the fifth in a fifth and the seventh in what should have been a six. But also dude. Develop an EQ please. And also I am crying so much, even more than frickin Doomsday made me cry. Fuck.

[lumity-poggers]

My thoughts on Watching and Dreaming

I watched the episode when it premeired last night but i hit post limit so couldnt post about it. Spoilers under the cut. sorry if anything is out of order lol im sick and im just throwing everything i thought last night down on this post.

-Luz being attacked by Amity genuinely made me cry

-"My girlfriend is too big a nerd to misremember an Azura quote" -luz probably

-Lilith having the haircut from For the Future but color scheme from season 1 is a nice touch

-"Dont you recognize your siblings" Ok damn man didnt need to go THAT far

-The giant stone Flapjack in Luz's nightmare killed me and not in the good funny way but in the sad crying way

-in the words of @minty-creator "BELOS FUCKETH OFF" (We were both watching the ep and screaming to each other about it)

-at first I thought belos was gonna try and possess king but then I realized no he's going to possess the fucking boiling isles titan

-I actually kinda liked that The Collector had no concept of death. They're a kid, an IMMORTAL GODLY KID. Of course they wouldnt know what death is

-Pacman Collector will haunt my nightmares

-The Collector needs a hug. I want to give them a hug.

-"You know this cant last forever" that was said to the collector but it feels like it was also aimed towards us

-The Archivists 🤝Pink Diamond "Wanna play a game?" *leaves them lonely*

-ok no but seriously the archivists telling Collector to play with the titans only to wipe them out leaving Collector all alone is just fucking cruel

-The Collector is just a lonely kid LET ME HUG THEM

-Me seeing Raine fight back: YES YOU GO

-Goo Belos in this episode looks like William Afton. Like- Remember that fucking fnaf 3 image where the springtrap head was open showing William? Thats what Belos looks like. Or burntrap from SB take your pick.

-Raine my beloved

-The Belos possessed Titan looks like a fucking dragon holy shit

-"Now that's a spinoff I'd watch" You and me both Luz

-The Collector picking up Raine's earring and realizing that the Raine talking to them wasnt actually Raine, and then looking upset is just AAAAAAAA LET ME FUCKING HUG THEM

-I LOVE that when the collector uses "Kindness and Forgiveness" on Belos IT DOESNT WORK. I FUCKING H A T E THAT TROPE OF POWER OF FRIENDSHIP REDEMPTION. It was one of the few things I genuinely hated about Steven Universe (SU is still a good show tho they just kinda overused villain redemption. And yeah yeah you could argue MLP overuses that too but MLP was ABOUT friendship)

-Luz, Eda, and King's expressions when The Collector hugs Belos is so funny tho. Literally just 👁👄👁

-I literally screamed at Luz's sacrifice. S C R E A M E D.

-Gaster Blaster Belos Real

-"Eda, King, looks like we're going to be split up again. I feel like I should be used to this feeling by now, but I still dont know what to say" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

-I like that Luz becomes lights. Not only was the light glyph the first one she learned but her name literally means light.

-Eda, King, and Luz are such a found family I love them

-"I should have thanked them" SCREAMING AND CRYING

-I love that King's dad basically said "Fuck gender"

-I also love that he has a bad girls coven shirt

-Eda makes alchoholic apple blood confirmed?

-Titan Luz is so gender

-Camila best mom

-LET. ME. HUG. THE. COLLECTOR. DAMN IT.

-Luz and King doing the WEH together is so fucking cute.

-For some reason I thought Luz was gonna die again when the titan magic was fading. Like I thought that was keeping her alive.

-Anyone gonna talk about the fact Eda gave Raine a little kiss when saving them from the Belos goop

-the entire episode was so anime but the fight scene between Titan Luz and Belos was just anime as fuck and the smooth animation makes it even better

-"NOW EAT THIS SUCKA" IT ALL COMES FULL CIRCLE

-Look at how fuckin anime this is I love it so much

-Luz looks so badass btw idk if I mentioned that

-Belos trying to bullshit his way out of this and Luz having NONE OF IT is so great. I hat the "[insert curse/supernatural thing] made me do it so im innocent" trope if it's done poorly or with a character like Belos. Love that they smashed that into the ground with Luz having fucking none of it.

-LOOK AT HOW BADASS AND GENDER SHE LOOKS I WILL NOT SHUT UP ABOUT THIS I AM SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS

-I AM SO GLAD BELOS HAD A GRUESOME DEATH THAT WAS SO SATISFYING.

-I like the touch that Titan Luz isnt affected by the boiling rain

-King's dad is A PUN MASTER

-the reuniting. oh my titan the reuniting. I cried. Gus doing a little illusion with his dad, Amity hugging Alador (with Odalia rightfully in the sidelines), Hunter telling Darius about wolves, Willow and her dads!

-Darius and Eber so want to beat the shit out of Terra, Vitmir, and Adrien.

-Camila pulling Eda and King into a hug with Luz is just. YES.

-Yassified Hooty go brrr

-King giving The Collector Francois was so sweet

-All the kids as adults are so fucking gender. GIVE ME YOUR GENDER.

-All the photos on Luz's bulletin board are so amazing. Especially the one with Hooty dropping from a tree that one made me laugh so hard. Also the Bi Pride pin next to the graduation photo was amazing.

-"Stringbean's Corner" AWWWE

-ik im doing two screenshots in a row but LOOK AT THIS PICTURE OF STRINGBEAN

-When I tell you I screamed with joy when I saw there was a working permanent portal to the Boiling Isles I mean I SCREAMED WITH JOY

-I love Willow's leaf headband. It just fits her so well.

-I love that Hunter is a palismen carver and carved a Blue Jay to be his new palismen (according to Dana on twt the name of the palismen is Waffle. I love it.), but I also love that Hunter was (or maybe still is) Dell's apprentice by the looks of things

-The grave for Flapjack made me sob. And then the "Thank you for finding me" on it im just. I need a moment.

-HARPY LILITH HARPY LILITH

-Also I just realized now they all have matching Flapjack tattoos. Im gonna cry you guys.

-The way Darius just slides over after shaking Alador is the most tsundere anime thing ever.

-Theres a little abomination in Alador's pocket :0

-Raine with white hair is actually so fucking cool

-Gus looks so cool you cannot tell me otherwise.

-Everyone thought Eda would have like a robotic/abomination arm but no SHE HAS A HOOK AND IT'S AWESOME

-King had a growth spurt lets go!

-The quinceanera being called a king-cenera is just perfect. King is mastering the art of puns just like his father.

-King having his own glyph shapes is just perfect I love it!

-Collector making fireworks shooting stars is amazing

-THEY DID THE HUNTER "BYEEE" TO BOTH THE COLLECTOR AND US

Im going to miss toh. It was one of the best shows Ive ever watched.

Edit: I hat the new post editor istg

[winterhawksamplers]

Winterhawk Samplers: Military Fics

With the complex relationship the Avengers have with the US Military, Bucky’s canon backstory, and Clint’s perfect accuracy, it only makes sense that winterhawk is filled with military AUs and canon divergent fics! In addition, the WH classic tropes of trauma recovery and figuring out the answer to the question of “Am I more than just a weapon?” align perfectly for a conflicted, nightmare-riddled veteran. Even in stories that don’t focus on the military, no powers AUs frequently feature army service as the reasoning behind the loss of Bucky’s arm or Clint’s hearing.  The following list is mostly AUs, with a few canon adjacent fics sprinkled throughout. 

Bated Breath by: @lizabethl and @hawkguyandthewinterdude length: 21k | rating: T | tags: circus!Clint, epistolary (letters), pining, soldier Bucky, hurt/comfort, digital art, canon injuries Summary excerpt: "Mr. Clint Barton - I promised you I'd write, so here I am, a man of my word. Though to be frank, I'm not quite sure what to say, mostly because I'm not sure what you expect of me." Following a chance encounter at the circus prior to Bucky leaving for war, Clint and Bucky begin exchanging letters.  why this one? Talk about unique! This beautiful fic is comprised of handwritten letters between Clint and Bucky as they struggle with being separated by World War II. The letters written by each of the authors feel like windows into Clint and Bucky’s souls, for all the rich honesty and depth of emotion they convey as the two cope with the trials they face at home and on the battlefront. bonus: art by @umikochannart on the final chapter!

Ain’t That a Kick in the Head by: Finely_Honed length: 114k | rating: E | tags: veteran Clint, veteran Bucky, PTSD, permanent injuries, established relationship, tattoos, found family, mutual recovery summary excerpt:  “That guy out there? Lovin’ him is the best part of being alive, Steve [...] I wanted Clint so bad, for so long, but I was all turned around, and lying to myself, makin’ excuses as to how it was some crazy side effect of spending so much time together. But the truth was? I was scared. It was too big, so I tried like hell to hide from the truth, right up until I went and got blown up. Then it was total fuckin’ clarity time.” why this one? This is an essential veteran story, featuring an established relationship between army vets Clint and Bucky as they try to figure out how to be a civilian alongside their remaining special forces unit. Though technically this is the third in a series, it's a prequel and can be read standalone.

soft & delicate desires by: @mightymightygnomepriest length: 3.6k | rating: M | tags: sex worker Clint, WWII, soldier Bucky, porn with feelings summary excerpt: "Are you sure about that?" Clint asks aloud, hooking his thumbs through his belt loops and pulling them back slightly, subtly stretching the fabric of his trousers taut across the flat planes of his stomach. "I can be very accommodating, you know. I would hate for one of our guests to leave here... unsatisfied." why this one? Bucky never fell from the train in this mid wartime fic. A little bit of sad and a whole lot of sweet, this lovely oneshot grants two soft boys what they deserve: someone to treat them right and give them hope for the future.

The Maybe to Your Story by: @kangofu-cb length: 5.1k | rating: E | tags: marine Bucky, navy Clint, established relationship, deployment talk, hopeful ending summary excerpt: “Oh, you’re still here?” [Bucky] asked blithely, toweling at his hair. “Might want to shake a leg before you get an eyeful of something you want to see even less than my dick.” “I’m going, I’m going,” Steve grumbled. “Fuck. Can’t believe I’m getting sexiled for the third time this week. For Barton.” why this one? This military au features current service members Clint and Bucky who struggle – but eventually manage – to talk about their hopes for the future of their relationship. It's hot, hilarious, and emotional all at once.

Be All You Can Be by: @flawedamythyst length: 45k | rating: T | tags: undercover military, basic training, enemies to lovers, soulmates, bigotry and slurs summary excerpt: Clint was aware that he'd been acting like a dick since Barnes joined the Avengers, but it felt like the asshole had taken over everything that Clint contributed towards the team and left him feeling useless. [...] So of course SHIELD decided to partner them together for a long-term undercover mission in the US Army. This was going to be hell. why this one? Love canon fics, but looking for a military twist? Why not add a soulmates spin and enemies-to-lovers flair while you're at it? Clint and Bucky have to work hard in this mission fic -- to get over their own misconceptions of each other, cope with prejudiced assholes, and become the best (but not too perfect) fake recruits the Army has ever had. The next five fantastic fics are in ascending order by length!

Safe Return by: GingerEnvy  length: 1.5k | rating: NR | tags: homecoming (like those cute family reunion videos), soldier Bucky 

Standby by: @mollynoble length: 2.2k | rating: T | tags: veteran Bucky, veteran Clint, the VA, meet-ugly

Pizza with Lucky by: SimplyUnknown length: 4.1k | rating: T | tags: veteran Clint, veteran Bucky, meet-cute, canon disabilities, lucky the best dog ever

All in the Timing by: myowneviltwin length: 12k | rating: E | tags: canon adjacent, Clint has a military kink, humor, meddling stony

In Service by: @dapperanachronism length: 13k | rating: T | tags: veteran Bucky, therapy dogs, animal trainer Clint, PTSD

For other veteran fics (plus therapy animals!), be sure to check out the pet fic list. 

For other WWII era military fics, check out the time travel fic list.

and all other lists are here on our masterpost!

Suggest fics to include on future lists on this anonymous form!

[axreliono]

for the WIP game: 1, 3, 5, 6, 11, 13, 21

please and thank you <3

TYSM @cregan-starks!!!!!!!!! <3

ok here we go

1 - "Give a 5-word summary of this fic."

anti-galaxy-exploding mission ft idiots.

LMAO thats sort of 5 words. it feels like 5 so i'll let it slide.

3 - "Who's your favourite character for this fic?"

okay so. so. SO. this is gonna b a long answer.

first of all it v much feels like a kiyoomi centric fic ik there's a lot of atsumupov but it is His fic and by god i love him. he's so cunty and sarcastic and also loving and loyal???? and smart??? my fuckin guy.

hanamaki. hes my everything. everythingggg. chaos idiot. loudmouth. joker. gremlin.

SAEKO. shes not in this enough. also chaos but in the cool swag way. my girlfriend. everyone's older sister. a huge help. a wink and a grin always. a blaster in hand. beloved.

one of those 3 lol

6 - "Does this fic have any twists that you’re proud of?"

okay there ARE but i cant SPOIL IT OH MY GOD. one of them is actually coming up soon. long story short Someones trauma may be caused indirectly by the actions of someone else in the group... that's not rlly a twist. I'm dumb

OK LOOK in the sequel there is this HUGE twist and I'm so fucking excited u don't even get it. so. the emperor this whole time has been like portraying himself as this benevolent sickly old man who loves all and wants unity and his 2nd in command takes all the shit for the atrocities. but lets just say the benevolent old man is a good self defense in case of public anger and his 2nd does not have the power she thinks she does. (:

11 - "What scene are you most hyped for this fic?"

As previously mentioned in a reblog the fucking inunaki/komori chaos rescue is my fucking everything i cant wait to write it. but also. the final battle to the greenhouse weapon problem oh my god. also in the sequel yachi and terushima have to go on a heist to steal the empires source of money (i promise i came up w this idea before andor came out) and fuck am i excited

13 - "What common trope(s) do you feel are used in this fic?"

enemies to lovers for sure there r a few but also friends to lovers. reconciliation. forced proximity. found family!!!! that sort of thing.

tysm for these asks i had SO MUCH FUN. agh i love this fucking wip

[sandwyrm]

Your top 5 favorite story tropes?

LESSGO

5. Found family.

4. When there's a revolution or questioning the status quo (how I end up simping villains since they're usually the ones to do it because 'good guys don't rock the boat uwu' good guys should definitely rock the fuckin boat too) 3. When guy is large but soft??? Or girl is mean??? or they're TOGETHER?????????????

2. When there's an old guy that's seen too much hurt and done too much hurt and has lost loved ones and is just mostly alone and there in the corner not saying much and either obviously depressed or masking super well pretending he's just a boring old guy, and he keeps hoping against hope that the world will get better but the world doesn't get better so he continues just hoping the new generation will change things and have it better and then they have to fight for a cause and they just fucking bring everything to the fucking table and put every other character before them to shame with kickass skills and fighting to the death for a cause they believe in because finally NOW is the chance after SO LONG.

1.When there's a young guy that functions on spite and determination alone and they're rocking the status quo while at it and THEY'RE PAIRED WITH THE OLD GUY and they get on each other's nerves every single interaction and the old guy is trying to give him tips but the young guy is all NO I WILL NEVER LISTEN TO YOU OLD MAN YOU ARE OLD AND I HATE YOU and you KNOW he means it because you could tell this guy you can't breathe underwater and survive in fire and he will take it personally and do it just to spite you, so the old man is just resigned to things going downhill butTHEN BUT THEN BUT THEEEN the young guy has to do something alone with the old guy nowhere in sight and HE'S DOING EXACTLY WHAT THE OLD GUY WOULD DO / SUGGEST AND HIS ENTIRE MORALITY HAS SHIFTED TOWARDS THE OLD GUY'S IDEAS WHILE HE IS THERE RESIGNED TO HIS NEW SITUATION TALKING TO HIMSELF WITH "someone once told me..." HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH JUST FUCK ME UP (Iroh+Zuko, Hank+Connor, Saurfang+Garrosh etc)

[edenwolfie]

🥺,🛒,❌,💲,👀,🧠(Hua Cheng, Xie Lian),🎉,✅ for the writing meme!!!

Hoooo boy! Thank you and hello! Let's gooo

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels? A good old passionate smooch! as someone who irl hates kisses, oh boy the concept of them? mmmm yess, very good. Also just, casual touching, love that shit. Folks crying on each other or an emotional confession??? wrecks me.

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc. I love,,,soft. Found family gets in there a lot. Adding women into settings where there's not many of them in canon (ie. compass and tangled by the night). I think all my fics have a getting together component. A little angst, h/c, etc always gets in there cause 👌👌👌.

❌ What's a trope you will never write? Write? oh man...less of a trope, more of a genre, different setting AUs are not it for me, ie. modern AUs, historial AUs, I always like the settings of whatever it is I'm writing of and that's the world I want to play around in, and even when I'm reading fic, those are the fics I only really read when I'm desperate for something. Tropes wise I could probs see myself writing any if it suited me?

💲 Would you ever open commissions? Probably not, mainly because if I do not have a clear plan of the overall structure of a fic, it will not get finished. I am however defo open to suggestions of fic ideas, they may or may not take me anywhere, but they also might! I had so much fun with my artist partner angie-s-g when working on 'let our walls cave in' for the mdzs rbb22 as that was a very collaborative process in laying out the story beats together which I then went running with. All my other fics v much get written p much in a vaccuum without outside eyes (which, not the greatest i will say, and, one of the reasons i started posting compass before it was done was so i could get a little feedback as we went, but it is what it is). I think i got off topic here....whoops

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please! Oh, hm...let me check the wip doc...hmmm, of these I have no idea if any will get finished or even shared...I've been working on Compass for like, a year and a half now and I only really dip into these when I get stuck but want to keep the writing habit going and oh man there a lot of very shameless smut/abo/nonsense in here . So short answer is, no idea what the next actual project is, maybe one of these, maybe a new idea!

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them. For the both of them, its the ace-spectrum headcanons, because lets be real, its barely a headcanon and as an ace person, I fuckin love that shit.

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success? Anyone else reads the thing! Honestly, in classic writer form, all my fics have been written very self indulgently for me, that anyone else likes them is awesome. That a few have become p well loved is legit mind blowing to me as someone who does not have a huge amount of confidence in their writing!

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to? My own little kinks always slip in there rip 🫣

ask game :)

[cheemken]

Hey Knight do you have any other Pokémon Champion AUs you’d like to share? Even if they’re just a bare basic idea rn or a generic AU.

Even other AUs that don’t involve the champions or even Pokémon I’d like to hear :)

I do have the pmd au hahah I really love this au too, I have a ton of angst for this

Ig I just didn't really made stuff much for that au bc I really,,, can't draw pkmn that well,, owo"

I also have other pmd au stuff that doesn't involve the champions hahah like my Kubfu and Kirlia duo, and even that one concept I have of Hero Zekrom and Partner Reuniclus hahah

And then a Beauty and the Beast SilkWing and even Phaesporia aus bc I'm trash for that trope too like I will cave in if anyone ever mentions that trope it's fuckin godtier man, every pairing of mine should have that au

Huh okay but platonic Geeta/Dia Beauty and the Beast au,,,,, ough that'd be dope jcmdnd hahaha

Then ofc the Homestuck au, I also have a lil SilkWing Spy x Family au, I wanted to make a Chainsaw Man au, but I think the villain au is the closest I got to that

Pfft my other non pkmn aus, it's abt Homestuck, like abt the Dancestors and Alpha kids, cause I always thought that those two sessions also knew each other like the Betas. And it's cool peeps made aus abt the Dancestors and Alpha kids bc I really wanted to see how they'd interact w each other back then

Ofc, their dynamics for the characs are so much different than mine, but it's still dope hahah

Cause yknow I do have this lil concept in mind abt it, how cool it would've been to see just how different they'd all be if they just found someone else who could really understand them.

And then my lil Hitman Reborn au that's basically just me trying to rewrite it to make Chrome better than Mukuro, she deserves it. Honestly tho Chrome deserved so much better

Anyways back to the Beauty and the Beast thing I can guarantee you if I ship smth, I already have a Beauty and the Beast au for em hahahah

[dzpenumbra]

10/14/22

Man, my brain just ran off while getting into bed. I was just thinking about how I really can't wait to meet new people, specifically skaters. It really sucks, because honestly there aren't a lot of skaters in their mid-30's and I turned 36 today. Officially late-30's. Fuckin... quite a feeling. Not really eventful, you only really get noticeable decades past your 20's, but yeah... Most of the skaters my age are really good.

It's intimidating. I mean it always was, there's always someone your age that's better than you, but there are people my age that have a 10-15 year leg up on me. It's not like... a competition or anything. And I can kinda get past the embarassment of just not being good. But like... I feel like good skaters would get bored hanging out with me. Like... they would kinda just bring me with. I don't know. Like I wouldn't have a lot to offer the group.

I then went - damn, it would be really cool if I found a girlfriend who wanted to learn how to skate, or who used to skate or longboard or something and wants to like... really commit to getting better at it. To skating as often as possible as a social and exercise thing. Not as a "I'm gonna be the best skater at the park someday" kind of way. Like, a "try to refine my style and push myself to progress" kinda thing. It would be really cool, and good bonding, and a constant healthy project. That would be really sick, and make it much more comfortable for me to meet new people. Rather than be the random dude in his late-30's at the park skating by himself. Which is me currently.

Then I went on to... how much it sucks that having a family just... didn't happen for me. Like... I always expected it was going to happen, and that I'm gonna be an awesome dad... but it just... didn't happen. There was never a discussion about it, there was never anyone really encouraging it along, no one seemed very interested in it, and then suddenly I look at a calendar and it's 2022. And when you get into your mid-to-late-30's shit starts to get... different. Well, naw, that's actually a complete lie. There are a TON of people on dating apps that still act like they were just removed from suspended animation, frozen in their early 20's. Some even their teens. And it's... something I try to keep a healthy distance from. I have pretty much moved past all the... social pressures for convention or like... this weird mating ritual of dating rules or whatever... taboos and faux pas - with respect to romanticism and open communication about expectations, but cutting through the anxious pressure and just getting to the point because life is short. So that makes the whole concept of dating itself not as daunting as it used to be. It's just meeting a new person and getting to know them, and I love stories, so getting to know people one-on-one is like... something I really enjoy and miss. I'm not really anxious about it anymore, which is nice.

I actually had an idea this morning (I think) of doing a video series, documentary kinda thing... like an art thing... where I interviewed people and tried to ask them... personal questions that elicit strong emotions, but in a way that's... nostalgic, not like... prying or something. It's a weird concept, but this whole talk about peoples' stories is flashing me back to it. I was thinking of like asking an old man at a park about his first kiss, or something like that. Something that's an unforgettable moment, and seeing the way they light up the second it comes into their mind. Like you can outwardly see the physical expression of their imaginative experience. That is fascinating to me, and a complete mirror of the art installation I was going to do where it was a claustrophobic room full of portraits that react to your motion towards them, like a haunted house portrait trope of the art coming alive, but done with rotoscoping - so it has that uncanny valley thing, where the art is believably real - and using very genuine reactions in the portrait from a video project called "CCTV Man" or something like that. Where the reactions are all like legit "get the fuck away from me, what's wrong with you" reactions. That installation was going to be a literal anxiety machine, used to deliberately induce anxiety attacks in the viewer. This video project, it's like the complete inverse. It's like... summoning love in people. Fond memories, warm fuzzy feelings. Through unexpectedly asking them very personal, but relatable things. What was your favorite gift as a child? Did you have a favorite stuffed animal? Stuff like that. I feel like the unexpected nature of it is the ideal way for the... acting... to not be part. To get a real emotion, a pure, unrefined reaction.

Well that was a hell of a tangent. I was talking about fucking dating. So... what happened was I started to see a lot more single moms on the dating sites after my breakup. Around 32. Wow, it's been a while, huh. And now it's pretty much all that. I'm not even looking now, because I'm moving in a month, it's like... what am I gonna do, ask you to move with me when you probably own a house here? It's weird. So I'm just gonna wait, I guess. Not much of a choice. But the weirdest thing for me, as part of a family who just had the first child born out of my two brothers and I, and that brother is like 3 years older than me... Kids in the family is just, a weird thing for my family. And the majority of people on the sites have kids, some in their teens and shit. And that was a big like... brick wall that hit me. Like my prior relationship was kinda like a mini-pandemic for me. Very literally, I was pretty much a shut-in then. So I came out of my 3-year pandemic, smoked a bunch of weed for like 9 months, then went to a rehab place to get off prescribed benzos for good for like 6 months, then got dumped out into the real pandemic a month later. So that time warp "It's fucking 2022, when did that happen?!" that happened to me twice, back to back. I barely had time to process the loss of 3 years, and then I lose another 2. So while I'm sure a lot of you still feel like it should be 2020... I feel like it should still be 2016-2017. And it fucks with my head a bit. So I just get back on dating sites after what feels like a few months, but was actually like 3 years... suddenly it's a big ol' bundle of single moms who had shitty partners during the pandemic, I assume... Or maybe that just happens at this age, I dunno.

So I actually had to process the idea of being the father to someone else's child. Which is weird, I guess, but not off the table. I nannied for my... former goddaughter. It's a long story. Like 10 years ago, when she was an infant. So I know I'm good with kids, and enjoy it. I remember so vividly and fondly being on like 3 hours of sleep and drinking a red Monster with the textured can, the cranberry something flavored one. And eating Clif Bars, the white chocolate macadamia nut ones I got into eating when I was doing a lot of hiking back then. And feeding her some bits if she wanted some, easy on the chocolate though. And quitting smoking, when I smoked like a pack a day, and only smoking at night like... overnight. Because her mom would like... freak out if I smelled like smoke around her, like it was gonna make her sick or something? I think that's a little excessive in hindsight, but man people can make compelling cases sometimes when they are... master manipulators... anyway... I remember trying different TV shows than her usual ones during naptime. Teletubbies just got her cracked out and excited. Not good for nap. So I thought "what's really slow paced and atmospheric and boring." Old TV shows. Like really old. What old TV show would I enjoy watching? Original Twilight Zone. And she took to it like a fish to water, she had no problem, she liked the music I think, and the pacing was nice and slow and not too abrupt. This was well before the age of jumpscares. And she kinda lost interest in the black-and-white, so she'd just nod off and fall asleep on my chest, and I'd watch a show I really like. And fall asleep like 10 minutes later, too. XD

So I know I can be a good dad to someone else's kid. I know that. And it's not like it's a bad thing. I'm just... part of getting older is having to process that not only am I not going to be able to reproduce forever... but I am also considering that my partner will... kinda... be putting her life in danger a bit the older she gets. At least that's what I hear, and I really want to like... prepare for that. So it gets to this feeling where you're like... "if I ask her to have my kid, at like... say we start dating at 36, want to have kids like... 2 years later? Is that too soon? And then... she's gonna be 38... is asking her to have my kid at 38, and the risks involved... is that too much? Is that selfish?" Especially if she already has a kid of her own.

I just really... always thought I'd have the experience of raising my child from birth. And it's not that I'm averse to coming into the game late, better to get to participate and play a meaningful role in someone's life than not at all, in my opinion. I know there are those that disagree, and that's okay, the world needs all kinds. But... I just never really processed that I might just... not get to have my own kid. And that's something I'm trying to keep exploring a bit at a time, so in case it does play out that way... it doesn't blindside me when I'm 45 or 50 all of a sudden or something.

I think my blessing and curse here is that I'm smart about the decisions I make, and I cave into impulse and peer pressure less than those I've known. So, though I too have had my scary close call moments and have made my share of childishly poor decisions, I managed to have the wherewithal to avoid reproducing. And I have thankfully not been bound to those who I was really not a good match for, and vice versa. I am very grateful for my fortune in that department. And now that I'm much more deeply self-aware, I have a very strong leaning towards what I'm looking for and I'm starting to get much more picky. Well... I need to really get better, to be honest.

Get ready for shit you won't believe. The last chick I "dated" came over, played the special that Bo Burnham made during the pandemic for me. Inside. Which was fucking great, but also basically my entire life story. And I have no idea what she was trying to communicate with that? Maybe like... I see you, and it's time to go outside, and I'll save you? or something? I don't know. I really don't know. But she put her head on my chest, and my whole body just seized up like I was being electrocuted or something. It was a huge shock to my system, physical human contact, it was like electricity coursing through my body. And I had a ridiculous panic attack. Like super deep weed freakout level of panic attack. I thought I was dying. Like the reaper was talking to me through the TV and telling me my time was up. A death omen. Those come sometimes to me, it's not like... literal... it's like I'm just realizing a very pure concept of mortality and death. I like to view it through the lens of shamanism/animism, it helps me not take it so fucking literally so it doesn't make me all paranoid I'm schitzo or something. Death omens, in my experience, have been like getting the Death card in tarot. But experientially. So like, profound change, transformation, sometimes actual death as part of it, but... yeah, like a progression of the cycle of life. It was definitely a very clear - "Hi, I'm the concept of Death, and I'm gonna look you in the eyes for a minute so you can know that I'm in your life right now, and you might be trying to ignore me or something... but I'm here." That kinda reminder to the self, and I guess for her too, because she was haunted by a death as well.

See, the death omens made a lot of sense with this context. My dog had suddenly gotten sick and I had to put her down within 24 hours of finding out she was sick, just a week prior. And she had some very traumatic incident with a horse that she told me about that she carried with her. So... there was a white horse that she passed on the way to my house, she sent me a video of it. Just walking through the woods. Surreal, and traditionally a death omen. I wouldn't have believed it if I didn't see the video myself, very sad, not sure how to make sense of it. Then when she called me to give her directions in to the house, she got divebombed by a red tailed hawk. And the red-tail is one of my animals. I have a necklace with a talon on it, I have lots of feathers in my car I keep close to me. It was like a movie, I swear. And then there was the special, saying the wrong things at exactly the right time, and I freaked out.

But the freakout didn't last very long, like 2 minutes, and I just rode right through it, grounded myself. "It's just a profound feeling and a thought of death/mortality, it's not like... I'm in The Ring or something." Though it really does feel that way sometimes... I swear I just watched too many damn horror movies as a kid! XD And then I was back, shaken but doing surprisingly well. And she got all freaked out all of a sudden. And then... like just ran. Like... after I got out of my panic attack alone, with no support from her, right next to her... and just went back to normal... and didn't freak out or lose my shit... She freaked out. I guess maybe she's never seen someone do that before? I honestly have no idea what happened there. Maybe she just saw an out, an opportunity to dip. Because she did. And she booked it real quick.

Oh, forgot to mention. The way I met this chick... I have a thing in my profile about wanting to get into more 3D sculpture, specifically in stone, wood and bone. And she lived on a farm and offered to bring some bones. And she legit brought 2x 10 gallon buckets full of goat bones. And a lot of them are unusable. And I'm really just thinking the whole thing was an excuse for her to get rid of those bones to an artist who might actually do something with them. I probably don't want to know the story behind them, honestly, but who knows. In hindsight, it was like... what was she thinking? There's no way I'm going to use that many, and I have never worked with the medium before. But she just dumped me with the bones and dipped, and now... I have one month to figure out how to respectfully get rid of these bones without looking sketchy as hell. Because I'm in a bit more of a suburban area, and she was very rural. And people around here don't really know what to do with a rabbit carcass when it gets jacked by a fox - I have a feeling an entire trash bag full of bones they can't identify by eye is just gonna have the cops show up at my door. Because I'm the artist who works nights and never leaves his house, and now they're finding bones in my trash. It's like... jesus fucking christ... I just wanted to try dating again!! I swear to god, 100% of this is true and I really am going to need to figure out how to deal with this shit.

My life is often like an emotional version of Mr. Magoo just stumbling into existential hells and movie-like situations. It's... tiring.

So... I'm thinking the best way to go about this is to just call up the police station, some non-emergency line, and just sit them down and tell them this fun little story. About the newly divorced woman who was obsessed with saving every animal that she could, and used me to get rid of goat bones. And I'm moving, and don't want to sketch out the trash guys and have them call the police without context. No one needs that stress. And ask them if there's an animal control guy around or something, which I know there is, and if he knows what to do with like... properly disposing of animal parts. Because I don't wanna dump this many in the woods or something, that feels sketchy. I'd like to keep a skull to make into an incense burner, because... how often does that creative opportunity come around? But I keep going back and forth on it, because of a weird relationship with death, and a reflexive fear of being judged and... persecuted? I think is the word? Because of something that doesn't have ill intentions, that's legitimately a creative pursuit. I hate my anxiety around that, I wish I could just flip the switch on it, it's so dumb.

But it's a gnarly one, "fear of the judgment of others". And it's probably my primary demon I wrestle with. And it's the one I got to meet personally when took mushrooms, so we're very well acquainted at this point. It can just be really sneaky sometimes.

Seriously though, I wear shirts with skulls on them all the time. Metal band hoodies and shirts and shit. But the second I have a real skull around, I get like... "oh what if people start thinking I'm like a violent person or something?" Ugh, it's obnoxious. I wish that voice would just chill a bit, he's so fucking loud nowadays.

My arm is starting to get a little sore from typing, because I type all weird... so I'm gonna start wrapping this up. My dating history is complicated. And I'm not letting this weird situation stop me from dating at all. I just... might need to be a bit more picky. A bit more discerning. And less desperate. It's really hard, after being alone for so long, but I need to remind myself that it may feel like what I want is just dangling right in front of me... and that I should just look past some big problems in order to get to it... but what I want is to be around the right kind of person, and if they aren't the right kind of person... something else is dangling right in front of me. That's not what I'm seeking. It can be really hard to remember that in the moment.

So yeah, this unexpectedly turned into story-time again. So... I've got some work ahead of me. And getting older is complicated. But hopefully I can meet someone who's at my level, who thinks like me, who understands what I'm looking for in life, and seeks the same. And hopefully I can find a respectful way to get these bones to a better place.

My birthday went pretty good. Didn't sleep very well, had a freakout at like 9, but went back to sleep. Got up, ate food, got high and hopped in the shower. Been a LONG time since I've sung in the shower high, and I really do enjoy it. I want to try singing lessons someday. Then played Session a bit. My mom brought us a pizza to share. I started working on my hoodie, the black Sharpie is working very well and I got all the rings and the pencil guidelines for a mandala done. I showed my mom Session, and she actually tried to play. Like picked up the controller and tried to play it. And I taught her. And not only did she start to get it, but she learned to steer, to revert (when she accidentally lost speed and started rolling backwards switch), and to not only successfully ollie (and accidentally kickflip)... but to ollie up a curb, do a line of hopping down a curb and ollieing up another curb, then actually hop down a 2 set, ollie a 7 set, then sharp left turn and firecracker a 5 set. In one night. And she got that feeling. That "holy shit, I did it!" feeling on every one. So... she got to actually feel what the excitement of skating is like for a skater. And that was a really really big bonding moment. And I'm very grateful for it. I will remember it for a long time, it's a very generous gift.

So I didn't wanna head to bed without mentioning that. I don't really care if I didn't get any real gifts or anything... I had a loved one show an interest in one of my passions, and engage with it to see what I love in it. That is the best gift anyone could give to me, sharing my life. :)

[the-gay-trashmouth]

Okay so I binged q-force. Is it perfect? No. No its not- it's a comedy adult cartoon about gay spies. It was funny, it had that found family trope and it had it good rep. It had butch 4 butch rep (pam and Deb my loves) trans goth chicks, and even an older women in power who I have a permanent lesbian crush on. I see a lot of people complaining about the stereotypes - mostly Twink- but like.... Y'all realize stereotypical gay people exist, right? Like there are butch lesbians who BBQ on weekends and adopt way to many dogs. There are drag queens who are super extra and loud and sexual. There are alt queer people who like obscure shit and would maybe like to fuck robots- shut up

Like ... Gay people are allowed to act gay. Y'all know that right? Gay culture is built on the "weird". Q force gave us stereotypes but also broke them.

Twink is a top who can throw a punch and is fucking badass. His drag connections come in handy and offers them tons of Intel. I've seen people talk about how it's bad that he wants to be skinny but.... Yall know some people Wanna be skinny? And that's not a bad thing??? Like yeah it can be unhealthy but he never once commented on anyone else's weight negatively- and we had a diverse body types. Just in the force we had a muscle vers, a fat stud lesbian, a tall lanky hacker, a slim thicc drag queen, a chubby hunk, and a middle aged woman with actual proportions. Could I have done without some of the tummy tuck jokes? Yeah, sure, but y'all realize actual queens talk like that.

Then we have Deb- the only character with her life together. She and her wife are very very happy and secure and its like... One of the first butch 4 butch relationship I've seen on screen that healthy. She's a mechanic and was on surviver but she's also the mom of the group. She's in touch with her emotions, she rescues dogs, her happy place is on the phone with her wife- she is a black stud lesbian and she's not a cold mean shell of a person. How often do y'all see that????

And then Stat- STAT! she's weird!! And that's the point! She likes being weird!! She's a trans hacker badass and she fucked an AI!! She's herself and unapologetically so. While affection and emotions make her uncomfortable she's still the one to go after Twink on his birthday. She cares about them all, even in her weird goth way. Shes good rep for those of us who are the "ugly alt queer" people love to make fun of. And the force loves her and her weirdness! Her and twink- two characters on complete opposite sides of the stereotype spectrum- are like best friends. They could of had them hate each other but they don't! He loves her and her weird goth vibes, she doesn't understand his scene but loves him and his drag and never says a damn word. Also!! Her VA is a trans woman!!!!

And fucking Steve- he's the cis het ideal. Strong, masc, average gay man. He could pass as straight- but he doesn't?? He has a boyfriend (who isnt some fuckin super model with the same body- he's a shy bear with glasses and a suffocatingly loving family- also!!! No homophobic family side plot???? Unheard of!!!!) and half of his arc is trying to be there For Him. He's not some hyper masc guy who "happens to be gay but everyones surprised" There is no sub plot of him hiding himself or "being seen as het" he's just a vers with a dorky sense of humor and has a little gaggle of gays (plus buck) that he's adopted and co-parenting with his butch lesbian best friend. Also wlw mlm solidarity!!! Holy shit!!!! that's rare!!!!

Even Buck- who's prolly bi let's be real- goes through an arc and isnt a 2D prick- he loves those gays like family by the end. And that's the end message- community in each other and loving your fellow queer people. There's no fighting between them about being a stereotype. No one makes fun on Twink for being femme, every one gets so happy when Stat smiles, Pam and Deb are happily married and Pam automatically takes her wife's little gay family from work and goes "I love them :))) you should bring them over more."

No its not perfect- I wish there was more open trans rep and nb rep, I wish there was some ace aro rep and I wish there was less animated dick and I could do without some if the skinny jokes Twink made but y'all realize rep isn't ever gonna be perfect? Gay ppl aren't perfect. Gay people are allowed to be stereotypes and the amount of LGBTQ people who worked on the show made it realistic. There was never a point that I was like "this was written by straight people".

Y'all shot down a funny, well written comedy cartoon made by the gays for the gays and hate it because there's a femme drag queen? There's stereotypes?? We're never going to get good rep if y'all crucify everything we do get. That's not saying don't be critical, but don't attack queer writers and what little rep we have because it's not the perfect cookie cutter shape for gays.

[zarnzarn]

Stolitz fic rec!!

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I'm going to just drop my favorite stolitz fics here.

They run at night by @wearemisfortune

Blitzo is always moving because when his body stops, his mind races. This almost always leads to a terrible fucking idea.

Tonight is no different—but the result will be.

-lovely angst, lovely climax, and it captures Blitz's line of thinking in a serious tone but in a way still feels authentic to the character. And I'm ALWAYS a sucker for the sheer unconditional trust trope.

Junctures by @sluttycrimehat

To everything, there is a season.

-I still am in complete awe of how the author managed to fit so much in such little time. The bit at the end always fucking gets me, I love it so MUCH.

The last general by @curtailed

It's in a month after, with Stolas spent and lying on his side, that Blitzo finally musters up the courage to tell him.

-Hello??? BEAUTIFUL post-harvest moon fic, wonderful vibes, love how well they know each other in this one, the trust is amazing. Love it.

You got everything that I want by @bipridemoth

Stolas can’t recall a time where “love” wasn’t synonymous with “pain” for him.

With Blitzo, it’s not love. So, there’s no pain. Stolas doesn’t let there be pain, at least not emotionally, the physical pain is something he quite enjoys. When Blitzo leaves after their monthly night together, he doesn’t allow himself to feel pain, only anticipation of the next time. He likes that there’s always a next time, even though that’s because of his active incentive more than anything else. But that’s alright, he doesn’t want Blitzo to come see him without an incentive. He deserves favors in turn for what he’s giving Stolas.

-Stolas angst!!!! The angst really is delicious in this one, with just as nice of a happy ending. Blitz is confident about the relationship, which is Wonderful to read and the "I know where this is going" segment had me in TEARS.

Between fairy tales and realities by @coloringthegreyscale

Blitzo's a complicated imp and Striker and Stolas accept that. But what happens when the two worlds he's made for himself collide together for one night? Well...

-Okay, so yes, this is striker/blitz/stolas, but it's so good. All three of them have a lovely dynamic, managing to work out somehow, with powerful Stolas, wonderful Blitz and a HILARIOUS Striker. Go read the series, it's a lot of fun and has many cute interactions that made me smile.

The look by @seireileafy

Blitz has been noticing a change in Stolas.

-It's such a CUTE drabble, I adore when one person can tell the other is pining for them, and the LAST LINE FUCKING GETS ME EVERY TIME-

Instead I made my bed with apathy by @thebooklord15

Just like every night before this one, Blitzo glared at the form next to him, already lulled into the bliss of slumber. He had never meant for things to turn out this way-he’d gotten the grimoire already, he didn’t need this man and from the way Stolas treated him it was clear he did not need the imp either.

And yet.

-Jcjdkafj this one is so GOOD I love blitz being pissed off yet too deep in to stop, and like I've said for others already THAT LAST LINE, PLEASE-

Call and response by anon

It was a love story, maybe.

-short but deliciously angsty, with some beautiful imagery, really nice dialogue, and time-doesn't-exist-in-this-motel-room vibes. Love it.

Shovel proof by @kereea

Octavia tries to give Blitzo the shovel talk. He decides to help with that.

-FUCKING cute, love the Octavia/Blitz dynamic, and it has snappy fun dialogue!! Really sweet.

Reaching out, touching me, touching you by @allmightshipserasermic

Stolas hasn’t been able to preen sufficiently in quite awhile, since Stella refuses to do it for him anymore. Blitzo offers to help.

-PREENING FIC is there anything more I have to say?

The skin you could have by @coloringthegreyscale

Stolas catches Blitzo staring and it leads to some talk, some magic, and a little bit of fun.

-Again, BEAUTIFUL dynamic between the two, lots of angsty tenderness, and lovely body imagery.

Different shapes by @sirdust

“Before the exorcist, he taketh the image and shape of a man.”

Blitz catches a glimpse of Stolas’ human form.

-okay, practically a direct opposite of the previous fic, but SO GOOD, I can't describe it. Love the imagery and their comfortable relationship.

A helluva mess by @stratumgermanitivum

It’s not like Stolas isn’t a hot piece of ass, because he is.

And it’s not like Blitzo’s blind or anything, because he isn’t.

It’s just that there’s pleasure, and then there’s business, and never the twain shall meet. (Unless he finally gets Moxx on board with that threeway, in which case, Blitzo fully intends to christen every damn surface of the office except his precious Loony’s desk.)

-AMAZING, love the pining and denial on both sides it's so great especially since you can tell both sides know that they've messed up. Again, LAST LINE!!

Eat the whole cake (it's what you deserve) by @okoyik

"His Highness is on the phone for you, sir," Moxxie says.

Blitzo makes a face. "Who?"

"Stolas," Moxxie supplies, as if that's supposed to help Blitzo understand. His expression is surely one of complete confusion as he stares at the other imp.

"Who the fuck is Stolas?" Blitzo asks slowly, racking his brain for a face to put to the name.

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Blitzo's memory starts to slip, and all he knows is he needs that owl that seems to haunt his nightmares to stay away.

-HELLO it's only on one out of four chapters for now but it's already SO GOOD I can't WAIT for the rest!!!

Stand tall, but your hands are shaking by @remymorton

It’s been a month since the Harvest Moon festival. Another full moon night arrived, and after that... Blitz ... He's not well.

-wordless cute comfort, truly very sweet, I love it.

Palaces and souvenirs by @cloudysonder

So Stolas is objectively. Objectively. Attractive. Kinda soft-looking, sometimes. Pretty. Whatever. Fuckin’ whatever. That’s always been a thing. Blitzo knew that, Stolas definitely knew that-- whatever.

"This is not," Blitzo thinks, sounding a little bit desperate even to himself, "some sort of revelation."

His flicks of the lighter get a little more unstable, a little more frustrated.

A clawed hand reaches over and takes hold of the lighter, lighting Blitzo’s cigarette with practiced ease, as if he’d done the same thing a thousand times before (He has, Blitzo realizes).

“Silly Blitzy,” he giggles quietly, giving Blitzo a soft pat on the head before curling up beside him, stretching one last time before closing his eyes to sleep.

Blitzo feels warm.

"This," Blitzo tells himself, and it sounds like a command, "will not be a problem."

-I saw the start of this fic on Twitter and have been following it religiously ever since. It's really a gorgeous fic, three chapters up, with the promise of a Great slow burn, fun dialogue and Octavia & Blitz bonding. The level of denial Blitz is in even as he moves comfortably around every aspect of Stolas' life cracks me tf up.

Can't by @hazbincalifornia

Blitzo realizes he feels something something that he doesn't want to feel. This was supposed to be simple.

-feelings realization fic, wonderful, amazing, lovely, also the exact same way I realized I was gay, funnily enough (girl fell asleep in my lap and I was like oh. Oh fuck.)

Too late to stop by @malkaviancake

Stolas spends some time with his thoughts, realizing that his feelings for Blitzo aren't as one sided as he presumed.

-GORGEOUS vocab, I'm truly very obsessed with it. Like most of these stories, LAST LINE!!!!

Itchy with want, thin on sleep by me

It happens in parts- both falling in love and having his eyes opened.

-I will,, finish this one day, but for now here's a few in between moments before they have The Conversation.

Heaven in hiding by me

Their nights together are good, they always are, both of their tastes lining up to be shockingly compatible, but on the days where they end early and they get to spend some extra time cleaning up in comfortable silence or playful banter- and Blitz would rather take a bullet than admit this out loud- but those nights are pretty great too.

-AFTERCARE FIC, I had to write an aftercare fic ft. Good dom Blitz, Stolas taking care of him in return and a comfortable relationship that they both know is going to cause Problems in the future :)

Love in the bones and sinews of this curse by me

Five times Stolas and Blitz needed the grimoire to break a curse + one time they didn't.

-self explanatory. I tried to make it as funny as possible, everyone bickers a lot and Blitz brings Stolas flowers and gifts, what more could you need?

Life is a curse (love makes it worse) by me

"Alright!" Blitz says, clapping his hands together, "Weapons out, and-"

Half pull out some gun or the other, but half just look at him blankly. Blitz wishes for death.

"Save me from this family," He mutters under his breath, "Okay. Take these then." He passes out the few weapons he'd brought along with him and doesn't ask if they know how to use them because if he hears a no, he's giving up and going back home. "Stick close and talk loudly so the others can hear us. Let's go."

They move out, Blitz taking the lead and the rest forming a circle close behind him, starting up a loud conversation about the neighbour's garden. It gives him enough time to wonder exactly what the fuck he's doing here, in a nightmare world with a bunch of pretentious snobs, searching for his stupid Ars Goetia boyfriend, instead of sleeping in his nice lumpy bed back at home.

-a sequel to the previous fic!!! I had to write some Octavia and Blitz bonding, and accidentally added in a bunch of teenage imps who work for Stolas who imprint on Blitz immediately. And there's Eldritch Stolas, protective boyfriends and found family!!! The whole shebang!!!

This ended up being Much longer than I'd expected, but genuinely every fic up there is really good, go check em out!!!!

[ff7-has-taken-me-over]

Just read a short fic with a found family trope and now I’m sitting here like ‘but what if??’ And honestly? I would love more.

I would change random bits and pieces though, like Moreau is just a normal looking kid (because he was like a child in the game. Just super gross and icky looking.) Donna is more prominent but she’s selectively mute and Angie does all the talking for her. (Angie also isn’t as scary but that’s a personal thing because dolls scare the shit out of me)

But the main people are Heisenberg and the Dimitrescu women. The women are more there to like help raise Rose and tech her how to be a strong amazing woman while teaching how to hurt a man most. Ethan approves of the whole thing but only once Rose turns 17 and only if Rose wants to know, before that he made a strict rule that the Dimitrescu women could not expose Rose to any sort of death or blood and they readily agreed to it.

Heisenberg is there because he’s that awkward af guy that has a thing for Ethan but he’s so inept with emotions that every time the single father so much as looks at him he just kind of freezes and stares. Ethan finds it mildly adorable but also way too funny to try and save the man from it so he pretends that he doesn’t see it.

Alcina also finds it funny but she actually feels kind of bad for her brother so she tries to help. It’s a lost fuckin cause honestly, but luckily for everyone involved Ethan also has a thing for Heisenberg.

Fuck Miranda, she’s a bitch and everyone works to kill her because despite their cool powers and what not she fucked them up big time and they hate her for it. Moreau isn’t obsessed with her because he watched her kill his actual family and he knew it was a matter of time before he became one of her little experiments.

Chris has an aneurysm about the whole ordeal but when he actually spends a day with Ethan and his little found family he finds that the Winters unit is so much safer here with the lords than they are anywhere else. So he lets it be and drops by every once in a while to check in on everyone.

Will I make Heisenberg a jealous shit every time Chris comes over, despite the numerous times Ethan and Chris have assured him? Yes. Yes I will.

Also this all happens because, I dunno. Maybe Ethan actually gets in and appeals to their ‘murder Miranda sides’ instead of straight up murdering them. Or maybe he helps Moreau and the kid takes a liking to him so the rest of the lords aren’t allowed to hurt him. I dunno. I just liked the idea of found family amongst the Winters unit and the four lords.