#i want to post fic so fucking badly

[fortjester]

in other news, my joey claire fic is now 4.2k words long, whoot whoot

[slut4thebroken]

God- needy men? Yes. Needy Jason in particular?? 100% skdhs. He doesn’t even have to be submissive, I just want him so fucking needy for pussy that he’s whining- Whining and begging to fuck me even tho he’s gonna do it either way- I want this man to whimper as he fucks me, desperately chasing his orgasm. Oh my fucking god anyway…

[un-pearable]

i know it’s been years and it’s basically irrelevant now but i genuinely love the green ninja prophecy if only for how much it must have tortured wu and garmadon. how long have they known it!! how did they find it, this script dooming them to forever be on opposing sides!! by the time morro rolls around, wu's spent most of his adult life with this looming over his head - this threat that there's some great evil out there that even their father didn't prevent, and then his brother leaves and adopts the very title that the prophecy foretold against. and then a ridiculously powerful elemental practically falls into his lap, with an uncanny command of his element without even unlocking his true potential, and with another threat already on the horizon (the serpentine) and the rest scattered (not to be brought together until years later), that was all he could do. it's been at minimum decades, at most centuries of the two of them having to carry this burden over their heads - of garmadon succumbing and of this unknown dark lord attacking. when do you think they made the connection. the wrong connection sure, but it makes sense. and it makes sense that years later, after wu is proven wrong and his brother returns to him and his son leaves him, and after his brother threatens to leave him again, he'd work backwards. collect the elementals, rebuild what he can of an alliance, and hope he's proven wrong again. and then kai steals his bag by accident and the rest is history.

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

Jedi-Speedster Barry is my new hyperfixation

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

hold on ok i belted out a brief laughingstock Scene for possible future use that i Had to write down bc if i didn't, i'd never remember it. and why not share?

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“Barnaby? Barnaby, old chap, are you with me?” 

Barnaby blinks, registering the green fingers snapping in front of his nose. He huffs a laugh and pushes Howdy’s hand away. “Yeah, yeah, I’m listenin’. You were saying?”

Howdy gives him an exasperated look, a fond look. “Thinking about running off to a farm again, were you?”

“Nah, just the clouds. They’re a lot less work.”

“Well I’d rather you didn’t. Who would I talk to during the long hours if you went and floated off?” Howdy winks before turning to his shelves, already yammering away about something or other.

Something or other that Barnaby is once again not listening to, because what was that? Barnaby quickly presses his cool paw-pads to his burning cheeks, feeling the bristling fur there. 

Has Howdy ever winked at him? Now that he’s noticed it, Barnaby can’t recall. If it’s new, then why? Why a wink of all things? What did that mean? And that look Howdy gave him… 

Barnaby adjusts his abruptly too-tight tie. It’s unusually warm in the store, isn’t it? Howdy must have forgotten to turn on the AC. 

Gosh, what is Howdy even saying? He’s still talking, but Barnaby hasn’t absorbed a word. He can’t even tell if Howdy is still speaking english. It’s all garbled.

There’s something wrong with Barnaby. He must be coming down with something… or he’s just overthinking it. Overworking the ol’ noggin. A good long nap should set him right. 

“Listen,” Barnaby interrupts, patting the counter, “I uh, I don’t know where my head’s at. I better go find it - I’ll see you later, okay?”

“Oh… alright, then,” Howdy says, a tinge of disappointment in his voice. 

Or maybe that’s just wishful thinking. Barnaby slaps that thought out of the park. He doesn’t want Howdy to be disappointed, that’s absurd. That’s something a bad friend would think. Barnaby may be many things, but a bad friend isn’t one of them.

“I’ll whip up a joke that’ll knock your socks off next time I see ya,” Barnaby promises. He smiles around the discomfort and the entirely new feeling squirming around each other in his chest. 

“Now you’ve gone and brought up my expectations,” Howdy says. He leans on the counter and grins. “Are you sure you can back up such a claim, Mr. Beagle?”

Another hot flush races under Barnaby’s fur, and to his growing mortification, his tail starts wagging at breakneck speed. He lets out an uncharacteristically nervous laugh and backs away from the counter. To both of their horror, his back hits a shelf, making it rattle and tip.

“Oh, sh-” Barnaby lunges to right it before it can topple. He whips around and laughs again. Howdy’s wide-eyed stare burns. “Sorry ‘bout that! Talk about a bulldog in a bugshop, geez.”

“When you find your head, make sure to screw it on nice and tight,” Howdy says, a strange look on his face to match his tone. “And check your temperature while you’re at it - it’s not like you to be off-balance.”

“I wouldn’t say I’m off-balance,” Barnaby says. He inches towards the door, willing his stupid tail to calm down. “I just have ears instead of rearview mirrors.”

“Uh-huh…” Howdy slides to the side, trying to peer around him. 

Barnaby fumbles for the door. The scrape and bang of his search for the handle echoes in the quiet store. One of Howdy’s eyebrows creeps higher the longer Barnaby stands there, making a complete fool of himself. 

Finally, the door clicks, and Barnaby nearly tumbles over backwards in his haste to get out. He stumbles down the steps and briskly walks away, adjusting his hat and tie. As soon as he’s out of sight, he slaps his paws to his face and sags against the bodega.

“Idiot,” he hisses to himself. He presses his back flat against the wall and slams the side of his fist against it. Normally, Barnaby would use a situation like this to his advantage. But Howdy wasn’t laughing, and Barnaby wasn’t being funny. “Bulldog in a - gah, idiot!”

Great. Now Howdy thinks he’s not only a clumsy oaf, but that he’s losing his touch too.

Barnaby growls in frustration, pushing off the wall and stomping away from the plaza on all fours. What does he care what Howdy thinks of him? Others’ opinions of Barnaby have never been anywhere near his list of top priorities - barring Wally’s, of course. If they were, he'd never tell another joke again.

Yes, Howdy is a good friend of Barnaby’s. A close friend, even. But since when has he had such a - such an effect? Barnaby shakes his head, growling again. 

There was no effect. Barnaby is just going insane. Or he’s getting sick, like Howdy implied. That would explain the sudden hot flash, the loss of typically impeccable coordination, and, oh yeah! Barnaby’s brain leaking out of his ears.  

[nebuladreamz]

Going apeshit insane thinking of.

Over the Rainbow but with the boys

Like. Like think about it, man, think how much that shit would fit them both, not only aesthetically (bc rainbows, rainbows in the daycare and sunshine brings rainbows yadda yadda) but literally THE SONG ITSELF

LIKE FUCK!!!!!! THEY'VE NEVER SEEN THE OUTSIDE THE WORLD!!!! THEY'VE NEVER HELD A FLOWER BEFORE!!!! NEVER SEEN THE SUN!!! THE MOON!! THE STARS!!! THEY HAVEN'T SEEN ANY OF IT BECAUSE THEY'RE ANIMATRONICS, BECAUSE THEY'RE PROPERTY, MACHINERY, THEY'RE CORPORATE ROBOTS WITH A JOB TO DO AND NEVER MEANT NOR DESTINED TO EVER GO OUTSIDE!!!!!!

CAN YOU IMAGINE THEM LEARNING ABOUT THE SONG AND JUST FUCKING LONGING TO ESCAPE THE MUNDANE OF THEIR LIVES, OUTSIDE WHERE SKIES ARE BLUE, DREAMS THAT YOU DARED TO DREAM REALLY DO COME T-

[autistic-katara]

there r fics that make u insane (so amazingly good it’s removed ur sanity) and then there’s fics that make u insane (you need to fistfight the author for how they did a specific thing that caused u to rant for hours)

[seventh-district]

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[coridallasmultipass]

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[sunnibits]

what the actual fuck instead of watching my movie for the night I just sat down and wrote 840 words of fanfic after not writing anything for literal ages barely stopping or questioning myself at all just fucking determined to get it all down and it’s actually a finished completed fucking thought. like I want to at least give it somewhat of a once-over and maybe minor edits before I just release it into the world but like. I could actually post it. I could fucking post a fic for the first time in??? over a year?????? after starting SO many fucking izzy fics and having so many izzy ideas that I never fucking finished and hitting myself over the head for it because of course my crazed obsession eventually faded and I wasted so much motivation and inspiration that would never produce a finish product. and now I just have 840 words of some decent ass fic sitting in my notes app after like an hour of hyperfocused work and it’s legitimately complete. I am simultaneously elated and so pissed off right now. you gotta be kidding me.

[zecoritheweirdone]

me when i think about vagabonds by scorpionoesit for too long

[hayakawalove]

Me when my gojo fics get twice the amount of views/comments as my suguru fics

[castielafflicted]

love having triggers that deviate from the shit everyone tags for. like no theres no specific reason for this to be tagged but god i wish it was

[jorvikzelda]

been feeling like Lisa is just a really difficult character to get down and putting writing her thing that I've been putting off for weeks even though it was technically fully planned because I just cannot get in her head and then I write 1700 Lisa words in one setting. bitch. what

[soliusss]

I’m thinking about them so hard I feel physically ill. Having a grand time writing this fic it is So Specifically Tailored to Me it makes me want to explode. It’s probably going to be around 30-40k words when I’m done. I’ve been having to physically restrain myself from just writing analytical essays on here about their characterizations and relationship. I’m like 90% sure I’ve already written all those analyzations across all my fics. Good Fucking God They put crack in these fellows. What is wrong with me there is something severely wrong with me

[nighthawkes]

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