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[sunnyrosewritesstuff]

Day 4- New PBs

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Just Out of Reach- Ladyhawk AU; Bilbo and Thorin were getting married in Laketown in secret when a curse was placed upon them. Now Thorin becomes a raven by day and Bilbo a raccoon by night so that they can never be together as hobbit and dwarf again unless they fulfill the catastrophic wishes of the curse bearer, whoever he may be...

Oakenshield: Prince or Thief?- Robin Hood AU; Everyone knows the story: After King Thrain took his best warriors, including Crown Prince Thorin, only to be slain by the orc forces in Khazad-dum, his advisor, Lord Smaug, was placed in charge and all the lands of Erebor suffered. Fortunately, rising past the oppressive tyranny was the one and only Oakenshield, to rob from the rich and give to the poor. In reality though...that's not quite accurate. For one thing, there are actually two beings claiming to be 'Oakenshield' with vastly different objectives, and then there's the small problem of them not being aware of the other until Bilbo comes across a rather interesting Company of dwarves in Mirkwood.

The Raven Prince- Swan Princess AU; Thorin never gave much thought to his fiancé past how much he didn't want to have a fiancé, especially not this hobbit. However, after the mysterious death of the Shire Kingdom's monarchs and Bilbo's disappearance, Erebor is approached by a sorcerer who flexes his power and influence on Thorin. Now he's a raven and he must somehow save Bilbo, save his kingdom, and get his father's blessing before it's too late.

To Spoon Feed You Comfort- Accidental Marriage AU; Marriage in the Shire is a relatively easy process. All you have to do is get your intended to eat from your hand crafted Love Spoon, and return the gesture. Bilbo was already displeased by his unexpected house guests but when the newest arrival used his Love Spoon to eat from...well none could blame the hobbit for fainting if they knew the circumstances.

An Unexpected Gift on a Journey to You- Dwobbit Frodo; Bilbo went back to the Shire, and Thorin couldn't necessarily blame him. However, eight years later, he starts to miss what once was and what could be and decides to journey to the Shire to plead forgiveness. Only problem, Bilbo supposedly had left for Erebor months before. Why had he not made it? Where was their former burglar? And what was with this little hobbit child who supposedly had been living with Bilbo?

[zhongrin]

modern au crack-ish yandere idea. dragons being the king of all lizards, imagine zhongli being able to control all the 'lesser' lizards to some extent, maybe even share senses with them.

and what better way for him to watch you, his dearest darling, than connecting with the common house geckos that's roaming around your house?

they're harmless, agile, and inconspicuous enough to do some basic monitoring. don't pay attention to the strange amber-eyed tiny animal perched on your bedroom walls, dear. don't delude yourself into thinking that its eyes seemed to shine in the darkness of your room while you teeter between dream and reality deep into the night. don't worry about how it seemed to chirp angrily whenever your friends come over, as if it's warning them from entering its territory.

it's just a common house pet anyway. right?

if you're a superstitious person, that's even better. geckos are said to be a symbol of luck, protection of your home and its residents. and in this case, it's especially true for you.

worry not, for this 'lizard' will gladly rid all the 'insects' who dared to step into your abode.

a/n: lil background story time. i needed to change my bedsheets and got utterly spooked by a tiny lil house lizard flopping onto my arm when i was moving my plushies to my desk. zhongli... honey... lizards are cute, yes, but you're the only lizard i don't mind having in my bedー /smacked

[allgremlinart]

[ Do NOT be deceived. Zuko's guards ARE on orders to let him in for booty calls. ]

post-canon jetko. Zuko isn't a rail-thin angry refugee anymore. Jet isn't hurting as bad as he did. He even finds himself new purpose after the war - hunting down still-rogue Fire Nation mercenaries and war criminals, housing orphans, and being occasional bounty hunter for hire (he's not as good as June, but he has his ways). And, of course, hitching a ride on the ship taking the Earth King's diplomatic embassy to the Fire Nation. The Avatar may have refused to kill the new Firelord if he steps out of line, but that doesn't mean Jet wouldn't. It's his job to go over there from time to time and remind certain people of this. If he so happens to have almost-civil discussions and intercourse with a head of state when he does so, that's purely incidental, and does not distract him in the slightest.

full pic ;]

[ Jet really DID visit Zuko's chambers with the intention of debriefing with and analyzing him, this time. To see if he could manipulate some more aid out of him, maybe, (Jet could play him like a fiddle, it wasn't hard,) or to wheedle him for lodgings and food for himself, or to see someone that he knew was just as restless as he was, regardless of peacetime, regardless that he shouldn't still feel like that. However, he caught Zuko right after he had a... meeting. With an Earth Kingdom noble. And, well... when you grow up deprived you learn you don't turn down leftovers. Or sloppy seconds, as it were. ]

[trixree]

The brain worms are ON ONE tonight folks I am thinking about Cody/Maul/Obi-Wan post order 66 living on tattooine together

like what if Maul sought out Obi-Wan's Commander shortly after O66 to get obsessive freaky closure about how Obes died (feels robbed of the kill, generally mentally ill about it, etc.) and is like "he is useless to me with all this fucking Imperial programing in the way" and does Force Stuff to break Cody's chip and what if Cody Wakes Up and goes "I can use this fucked up little guy to get to my General, who I believe survived, and then I'll just kill him easy peasy and live happily ever after with my husband" so he tells Maul that Obi-Wan is probably alive, actually, and cue a really violent road trip of them retracing Obi-Wan's steps in the hours after O66 via Imperial intel and hyper competence on both of their parts and

OH NO WHAT IF THEY START TO FALL IN LOVE like the forced proximity of it all...LISTEN TO ME. the intimacy of fighting alongside someone and having a functional partnership that's turned Dependency on both of your part's because you were both Traumatized in surprisingly similar ways (raised as a tool of violence for someone else's purpose, same guy actually!) and also have a similar goal via your mutual obsession with this one guy and actually, he's not that bad for a sith/clone, and by the time they get wise to Luke's existence and gun it for Tatooine, Maul is like "if I kill Kenobi this is going to upset Cody. That is Unideal. Can i live with not killing Kenobi?" and Cody is like "I cannot kill him afterall, I like him too much, how the FUCK am I going to explain this to Obi let alone any of the mind control & sorry i tried to kill you shit"

and what if Obi-Wan kept Luke because Reasons and is just so goddamn thankful for some extra childcare help (Luke's in his terrible 2s and he's force sensitive -- Obi's more sleep deprived than he ever was during the clone wars) that he really doesn't give a shit at all that it's his ex that tried to kill him for some mystery reason and motherfucking Maul on his doorstep. help is help 🙏 and they bang and stuff of course okay I'm only human

[yuesya]

Kamado Tanjiro gasps, barely able to stop himself from pitching forward and toppling face-first into the cold, hard ground.

“Stand down. This is an order!”

Those had been the words that Rengoku-san had spoken to them. To Tanjiro in particular, due to the heavy injuries that he’d suffered while fighting the demon who’d fused himself with the train just earlier.

Lower Moon One. A powerful demon, as one of the Demon Lord’s named Moons–

“If you reopen your injuries again, then it will be fatal! Do not move, Kamado Tanjiro!”

… But now, Rengoku-san was fighting Upper Moon Three, all on his own. An Upper Moon, the third-ranked strongest out of all the demons that Kibutsuji Muzan had created with his own blood. And Rengoku-san was fighting it with all his strength.

…

The demon had appeared out of nowhere. Had nearly killed Tanjiro in the blink of an eye –but Rengoku-san had intervened, and saved his life. He’d ordered Tanjiro and Inosuke to stand down and stay out of the fight.

Even without life-threatening injuries… just watching the battle, Tanjiro knows that neither one of them would’ve been able to help Rengoku-san.

Rengoku-san was fighting the Upper Moon on his own.

Harsh clanging rings out through the clearing; the demon meets each swing of Rengoku-san’s sword with his own fists. Joyous laughter echoes and resounds in the air –Won’t you become a demon and immortalize such transcendent martial prowess for all eternity, Kyojuro?– as the demon unflinchingly presses forward with his vicious onslaught.

But whereas the demon’s regenerative abilities ensure that any injuries inflicted upon him are healed within the blink of an eye, humans possess no such regenerative capabilities.

And even though Rengoku-san is the Flame Pillar, is leagues and bounds more powerful than any rank and file swordsman of the Demon Slayer Corps… he is human.

And humans are fragile. When they are injured, they do not regenerate as demons do.

Rengoku-san is strong, is meeting Upper Moon Three blow for blow, but–

Every injury that is incurred takes a toll from him. Every cut, every graze; every laceration, every–

There is a sickening crunch when one of Upper Moon Three’s punches catches Rengoku-san in the side, and Tanjiro can’t help the involuntary cry that falls from his throat when the Flame Pillar spits out a mouthful of blood onto the demon’s face.

But even so, Rengoku-san does not waver.

Does not falter, and simply tightens his grip on the hilt of his sword as he lets out a fierce roar and goes in for another blow.

Please, Rengoku-san–!

Blood drips onto the ground, blooming into a dark puddle beneath his feet, but Rengoku-san remains undaunted. Readies his blade, and strikes–

“Ninth Form: Rengoku!”

Dust fills the air, cast up by the sheer force of the attack as demon slayer and demon clash together once more. Tanjiro blinks rapidly as he peers through the fog, desperately hoping that Rengoku-san will–

…?

… What?

Tanjiro blinks, disconcerted by the sight that slowly swims into view through the slowly-clearing dust in the air.

There is a girl, there.

Except Tanjiro swears that there hadn’t been anyone else around in the nearby vicinity at all –aside from the train passengers, all of whom were well away from the site of battle– and yet, it’s undeniable that there’s a girl standing here! Long white hair, pale skin, and dressed in a dark kimono that doesn’t look anything like a Demon Slayer Corps uniform.

And yet, she’s standing between Rengoku-san and Upper Moon Three, evidently unbothered and completely at ease. The demon has even retreated a slight distance away from Rengoku-san, who’s currently collapsed on the ground, coughing blood.

Relief wars with confusion in Tanjiro’s mind. What was going on–?

“Move aside,” the demon finally says, narrowing his eyes. “I don’t kill women.”

The girl nods easily, “Then die.”

[43sol]

i can finally go back into the tiger and bunny tag ヽ(*。>Д<)o゜

[satancopilotsmytardis]

Thinking about a more modern beastars-style AU. Dabi isn't considered desirable in traditional rabbit circles after being badly burned as a child and ends up out on the streets. Eventually, he ends up with a job in a sketchy "host club" that is actually an illegal brothel that boasts that it can fulfill every fantasy and his scars caught the owner's attention. He doesn't have anywhere else to go and ends up working there.

It's a pretty shit situation, but the bartender is really sweet... you know, for a Predator.

AFO, owner

Dabi, server/"talent"

Shigaraki, bartender

Compress, entertainer (piano, etc. Not "entertainer")

Magne and Muscular, bouncers (one of them is a good bouncer, one of them harasses the staff, one guess which one.)

Spinner, handyman (the place is a sketchy hole-in-the-wall to avoid the wrong kind of attention)

Twice, janitor

Toga, a runaway who is like, living in the walls. Everyone knows Twice snuck her in once to get something to eat and then she never left and no one will kick her out, but it's very clear from how the white wolf bartender snarls at anyone who comes near her that she's off-limits

[kicktwine]

miskellaneous

[fawndlyvenus]

I am looking at @emberfaye @the-cookie-of-doom ,and @snickerdoodlles specifically for this one. (Look at what you three have done!… thank you.)

Kim wanted to collapse after his day. Filming for a music video three days in a row was not fun. He didn’t want to see another makeup artist for the next week. And he felt like he’d bust a camera into little bitty pieces if one appeared right now.

He stripped almost immediately after entering the apartment him and Chay shared, and scrubbed layer after layer of makeup from his skin, as well as whatever they had put in his hair to set it this time. Once he was feeling somewhat normal again, Kim pulled one of Chay’s t-shirts from the closet on over his head, and breathed deep.

The scent of Chay was magic at making him feel more relaxed – and until Chay came back from classes, this would have to do. Slipping on some old sweatpants, Kim returned back to the bathroom to scrub his mouth clean of the dry, icky feeling of the day.

As he was preparing his toothbrush, he saw it – his bare neck. His agitation and grumpy mood now doubled. Chay hadn’t left a single mark in days because of this shoot. Not a single hicky or bite mark colored his neck, and it honestly made Kim feel off.

Wearing Chay’s marks was grounding. It was something that made him feel special and wanted. To know that he was so loved and important to someone, and that they wanted him to know it every time he looked in the mirror. It made Kim feel something curl up warm and tight in his chest seeing exactly where Chay’s mouth had laid claim to him.

And now he felt cold and bare looking at his perfectly flawless neck.

Kim brushed his teeth at lightning speed, before padding back out and curling up on the sofa in the living room. Kim tried not to think about it. His leg bounced as his feelings intensified, and no amount of tv or doom scrolling on social media could stop it.

Kim was a dog with a bone. A very Chay-shaped bone, and he wasn’t going to let it go for anything. Checking his phone, Kim saw that Chay still had about an hour left before he’d be back.

Kim could do this. He could last an hour.

Kim moved into the kitchen, threw himself into cooking a meal, but his mind immediately went back to Chay.

Had Chay ate? What would he want to eat for dinner? How hungry would he be? Too hungry to mark his-

Nope! Kim left the half-cut vegetables sitting on the cutting board, and moved back to the sofa to stop his thoughts. He picked up his guitar and began to idly strum some chords. His fingers moved, but his mind stayed exactly where it had been – pacing an ever growing worn spot on his mental carpet.

Chay would think he was needy for wanting him to mark him first thing when he got home. Was he needy? No, he just liked his boyfriend’s mouth on him. That was totally normal and not needy of boyfriends, right? Wanting his skin littered with proof that Chay wanted him, as much as he wanted Chay, was absolutely normal and not needy.

Kim – lost in his thoughts – almost missed the sound of the locks on the front door disengaging and opening. Almost. Bolting up, Kim half ran to the entrance and felt his body react accordingly to seeing that familiar mop of black hair, and large doe-like eyes.

“P’Kim! Your back-oof!” Chay’s words were cut short as Kim crowded him against the wall. Kim crashed their lips together, and felt the all-too-familiar zing of electricity shoot down his spine as he did. Kim felt the way Chay’s body vibrated under him as a series of giggles slipped past their moving lips.

Pulling away, Chay finally let out the last bit of his laughter. “I think you missed me,” Chay teased.

Only a lot. Kim’s brain supplied for him before he could shoot it down. Kim moved to resume their previous make-out session, but was stopped by Chay tugging at the back of Kim’s hair. Kim let out a small hiss – not because it hurt, but because it sent a whole new wave of pleasure through him.

Chay’s eyes had darkened, and he looked somehow sinful, yet adorable, as he cocked his head to the side to look at Kim. Tugging gently at the hair still trapped between his fingers, Chay scanned Kim’s face, looking for something.

“What is it you want, love?” Chay’s words sent another zing down his spine, but also a lick of something bitter with it. Why did he have to say it? Why couldn’t Chay just know what Kim wanted and do it? He probably did know, but Chay wanted Kim to tell him, but Kim didn’t know how.

He couldn’t just say “mark me till I know I’m yours without question,” because that was definitely needy. But he also knew Chay would like that. Chay would definitely, positively like that.

Kim felt a few more tugs on his hair, as Chay waited for him to find the words, which were proving difficult to get out. Swallowing a worrying amount, Kim finally found his voice, “Mark me. Mark me till I know I’m yours.”

“Good boy,” was the last thing Kim heard Chay say, before he felt the warm and wet suction of Chay’s mouth on his neck. Kim was in heaven as Chay sucked and bit at his neck. He didn’t care about the sounds he was making or the fact he was basically clawing the wall behind Chay.

It felt glorious to finally have the thing that he most wanted and the knowledge that after Chay was done with him, he’d have the most beautiful necklace of proof that Chay loved him, and that he was Chay’s. And that was exactly what he always wanted. Forever.

[emo-nova]

Okay, follow my (chaotic) line of thought. Shen Yuan attempting to hide Luo Binghe's heritage from Shen Jiu but Shen Jiu is willing to just throw his brother across the room for the more ridiculous excuses he's cooking up after the conference.

Like shen jiu started putting random excuses in a jar, pulls it out 9 each week like a weekly bingo and just puts it into an order and plays it. The reward to this is him being able to do *1* unhinged thing in return.

Just imagine that with me

[tujhse-raabta]

Summary:

There's minute changes in the fabric of the universe, this time around.

For example, Hades - ever spiteful against his brothers - chooses to not return Sally Jackson to the world of the living. He is, however, ignorant of the drastic effect this will have on a dangerously powerful young boy.

Unfortunately, this action is all it takes to doom the Age of the Olympians.

[catsafari25]

Given the fact that the original plan for web of shadows was that Matau would be the one to betray the team, not Vakama, has that au been written because I would love to see that concept explored

[vampexs]

2024 about me

hii! im london. I've been roleplaying / writing on and off for the past about 7 years and have always had a strong love with it. i am currently looking for more writing partners! please read this before dming me (or liking the post) to make sure were a good fit

age: 23 yrs old (no minors please) activity: I like to think i'm relatively active, I typically dont take more than a day to respond BUT if I am missing for multiple days I will always reach out to let you know. I dont expect daily replies but I do love a heads up!! time zone: cst where do i write: i'm strictly on discord! normally within the first day of meeting each other I'd switch us over to discord for more planning and etc. I dont mind hosting the role in dm's but I do find servers to be more organized, ocs: personally I like to use ocs and (normally) like to write against ocs as well. I dont mind writing against fandom characters but it comes to an extant haha. all depends on if it fits in the role or not. I also think it's really important for both of us to be interested in one another's oc so if you aren't attracted to / dont like the character I want to play -- please tell me! id rather that than one of us being unhappy:) I have all of my ocs in a server in discord so once we add each other ill make sure to invite you! plots: im very very flexible with details and plot ideas. if you have been really itching to a certain plot, id love to do it with you! same with if I have been wanting to do a plot and theres some tweaks you'd like to make -- please feel free. fandoms: saltburn, how to loose a guy in 10 days, 500 days of summer, gossip girl, outer banks, la la land, new girl, gilmore girls, fight club, little women, pretty woman, mean girls, scream, hunger games, black swan, the notebook, mamma mia, twilight, the proposal, Jennifers body, etc. I think I covered about everything ?? if you have any other sort of questions pls reach out!

[aquaquadrant]

*I crash through the ceiling and land in front of you* Haii!! I just finished your Hels AU and I must say I ADORED IT!!!!!!!!! I just wanted to ask, will there be a sequel, prequel or smth of that sort?? Thanks!!!

hey there, thanks so much! the main HTP au series, from eden, is actually still ongoing. i’ve got chapters 1-8 linked on my pinned directory and am currently working on chapter 9. i’m currently estimating that there’ll be 11 chapters total plus an epilogue. it’s def been slow going as each chapter gets longer and more complex (and this semester has been brutal on my free time), but ch 9 should be finished during winter break (it’s about 3/4 done now) and i’m hopeful i’ll get the rest of the series done over next semester, or next summer at the latest.

now, finishing the main series doesn’t mean i won’t write for the au anymore. i’ve actually got a lot of different characters and mini plot threads i want to explore in one-shot form later on. so there won’t be like a structured fic or planned update schedule, just whatever catches my fancy, i guess. it’ll just be kinda sporadic bc after next summer i’ll start my final clinical year, and i imagine i’ll be able to do very little writing in that time.

[twibunny]

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[butterfirefly]

Han Yoojin is five years old when he opens their front door to get the morning paper for his dad and finds a wadded up blanket on their doorstep.

His head tilts to the side. Had he somehow brought his blanket with him and dropped it? But no, he doesn't recognize it. None of his blankets is the color of the sea. He looks around for someone who might be its owner but finds that he's alone.

With nothing else to be done, he bends down to pick it up, thinking of bringing it inside and asking his mom to deal with it, and falls onto his backside when it unexpectedly moves.

The blanket is wiggling.

Slowly, Yoojin shifts onto his hands and knees and tugs at the folds, expecting to see an animal trapped within. A small dog, perhaps. Or maybe a large cat.

But rather than an answer to his wish for a pet, what he finds is... a baby.

Yoojin's mouth drops open.

He knows he should run back inside and call his parents, but his eyes stay riveted on the baby's tiny face. As if in a trance, he reaches out and gently, oh so gently, presses a hand to its cheek. It gives no reaction, neither snuggling against his palm nor shying away from it. It simply stares blankly up at the sky. But the lack of a reaction doesn't stop Yoojin from feeling like something clicks.

A fierce wave of affection bursts in his chest, swift and all-consuming. It feels like his heart has caught on fire.

Drawing in a breath through his still-gaping mouth, he pulls the baby in his lap and cradles it in his arms.

His mind churns out questions one after another: Who is this baby? How did it get here? Isn't it cold? Where are its parents?

And finally, the question that tugs at the corners of Han Yoojin's lips and makes his arms tighten their hold:

Does he get to keep it?