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vulturereyy · 2 years
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Going to be a brave Rey and share this snippet from my "Hegemol confronts the Pale King and he's fucking Pissed" little. Mini fanfiction? I am working on.
Set post embrace the void ending, PK/everyone survived, anyone killed by infection was brought back
Sorry about the asterisks, it was originally for discord, and I've spent 10 mins fighting Tumblrs editing thing on mobile to italicize ; ;
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As soon as the King's Trident was leveled toward him, Hegemol *wrenched* it toward himself. He nearly ripped the Pale King from his throne as he brought the points to his own neck, ignoring the strained commands of the guards struggling - and failing - to keep him held back.
"What are you going to do, My King?" It was not rage that filled Hegemol's voice, but a low, lilting *taunt*, just barely concealing the venom below each word. "Kill me again? Before your own court, held down by knights *I* trained for you?" He cocked his head to one side.
"*Do it.*"
Hegemol lowered his great head to meet the Pale King's eyes, feeling the points of the King's Trident press into the soft flesh just below his chin. He held it there in a vice grip as he *loomed*, shattered mask opposite pale visage.
"*Do it,*" Hegemol repeated, *urged* now, as building ire was spat from his maw. "Let all of Hallownest know that the *revered* Pale King felled his own Great Knight and spilled his blood across the palace floor, for *daring* to condemn the actions that killed *thousands.*"
Silence.
Hegemol did not waver.
As the last echoes of his booming demand faded from the Pale Court, he swore he felt the King's Trident shake.
Then - and only then - did Hegemol *thrust* the weapon back toward it's master. He rose to his full height once more, expression unreadable in the shadow of such blinding light.
"The *very first* lesson I teach my squires, when we move to training wasters," He began again, voice low, measured, *patient*; the very tone he always seemed to take when correcting his men's misdeeds, "Is to never point a weapon at someone if you do not intend to use it. I give them one chance to remember this. If you do so again, I will treat it as an attack. Do I make myself *clear*, Wyrm?"
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Worthy to note that I don't write PK as necessarily intimidated by this in the usual since... But given that he is very fragile right now and gets his strength from adoration and the belief his kingdom has in him, he very much just realized that this is /not/ a fight that the people would side with him on. And what he does with Hegemol right now can very well make or break him.
The downside to working and fighting alongside someone for decades... is they know exactly when to call your bluff. And Hegemol has had. Enough.
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Fic Writing Update!
As you may well know, I write fics and have been away for ages, so I thought you deserve a little update on where current and future works are currently. They will all be posted on Ao3 under the name Chaotic_god123 if you want to find them. Here is the complete list of fics, both present and future!
If We Had Me Before
Still being updated, not abandoned. I know where it's going and what will be happening when, all I need to do is sit down and actually write the damn thing. I'll probably go back and edit slowly after it is published entirely, third chapter is almost done and will hopefully be up soon and the rest will follow shortly after.
Steve Rogers as Percy Jackson Au - Series
The third part of this series is currently in the works and pretty close to be being done, hopefully it'll be up by the end of November, but it will be done at the latest before Christmas, I can assure you of that. This was a request sent in and I love all the ways I can take it, certainly gives way to a lot of creative freedom and expression. Can't wait for this part to be up, I'm really liking how it is so far.
Perhaps
Don't know if I will actually continue this, if I do it will be on the back burner as other fics take precedent over it at this time. Hope is not completely lost, but it's pretty hard to see at this point.
In The Name of War
Part one is all up and done with, and part two is currently under way. This took me so long to write and edit, and I'm assuming that part two will aswell, especially since its going to be a lot more complex and twisty and that the first. It will be picked up at irregular intervals with updates probably going to be few and far between, but it is being worked on in the background.
Unnamed Inheritance Cycle Fic
Super excited about this one, I haven't quite got a name down for it yet but there are ideas floating about. The actual hard writing for this is yet to be laid out, but I'm stringing ideas together slowly but surely. As this was a request as well it may also take longer as I want to make sure the person who requested it is fully satisfied with the work. Given it is a full fic rather than a one shot like I normally do, it will take some time for the full thing to come out and is also currently on the back burner, apologies for that aswell. Not abandoned, just resting for now.
Requests!
I said a while ago that my writing and general posting on here was going to be put on hold until about late spring/early summer of 2023 due to all my exams being this year. I didn't think I'd have time to work on other requests but now that I have a much better system in place I am happy to announce that requests are now back open!! Please understand though, that I am still having to revise and sort out placements for next year and finding a job soon so that I can support myself. I take both one shots and full fic requests, but full fics will take much longer to get done. For a full list of fandoms look at my pinned post on this account or just shoot me a message on here. You could also just reply to this post, I don't mind.
Non fic
Just as a heads up, I'm also working on an actual book series at the moment which is taking up a bit of my time. It's one I do hope to publish one day and I am super excited about it.
Thank you all for your patience and sticking around through this. I love writing and I'm a bit sad that it got interrupted because of exams. Send me a message about any of this stuff and I'll get back to you as quick as I possibly can.
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peachsukii · 4 months
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2:14am and someone’s knocking on your door, over and over again. It’s not loud, the softest hollow echo, but irritating enough to get you out of bed and investigate. When you throw open the door, your annoyance dissipates as you see your best friend standing there, shaking from the rainstorm and out of breath.
“Katsuki? The hell are you doing?”
Bakugo storms past you, slamming the door with a heavy palm once inside. “Kats! It’s the middle of the night, don’t slam the damn—”
“Shut up,” he grumbles before pushing your body against the doorframe, trapping you underneath him. A lone raindrop falls from the tip of his nose and cascades down your cheek when you look up at him, finally meeting his burning crimson gaze.
“No more what ifs and bullshit. I fuckin’ want you, do you want me?”
Your stomach churns, face beginning to flush at his words. “What—”
“Do. You. Want. Me?” He repeats sternly with bated breath.
You unexpectedly laugh, trying to hold it in, but can’t stop. He retreats with furrowed brows, thinking he fucked up and is ready to bolt at a moments notice. You grab his wrist to prevent him from leaving, tugging him back against your body and pressing yourself against the door.
“Let me show you how much I do.”
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ivynightshade · 7 months
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s my body is a slaughterhouse.
[text id: my jugular misses your teeth.]
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rosarysgarden · 4 months
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fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am an observer, but not by choice.’
[text id: i have the everlasting tendency to ruin everything i love.]
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can september fix everything that went wrong past months?
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obsesssedblerd · 1 month
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“SATORU!!!” 
Your white-haired boyfriend pops around the corner. “Yes? Why on earth are you screaming?” 
You fearfully point at the roach scampering up the living room wall, nervously hiding behind him. “That.” 
“Uh...What am I looking at here?” 
“Oh, don’t act— the bug, Toru!” You yell. “You mean to tell me that you can’t see that thing with your Six Eyes?!” 
Satoru lifts his blindfold, then looks back and forth between you and the insect. A wide, incredulous smile spreads across his face. “No way,” he snickers, then bursts into loud laughter. “That tiny little thing?! Baby, you exorcize curses daily, but this is what you’re afraid of?!” You stare at him blankly as he leans against the wall, breathless from laughing. Oh, my god, this is too funny.” 
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. Can you just kill it, please?”
He sighs dramatically, then pokes your cheek. “Sure, I’ll take care of the big scary bug,” he mocks, and you curse underneath your breath as he walks closer to the wall. 
“Satoru—you better not do anything stupid,” you warn him. You know that he enjoys playing jokes, and you would be stupid to think that he wouldn’t bring the insect to you to scare you even more.
“Oh, relax. Why don’t you go to the room since you’re so scared?” 
You bite back any insults, and then go all the way down the hall. There, you find your other boyfriend, Suguru, who had rushed out of the bathroom, his hair wet from the shower. “Heard you scream. Everything okay?” 
“Yeah, I saw a bug in the living room, but Satoru’s taking care of it.” You reach up to push a wet strand of hair out of his face. “You can head back and finish up. By the way, for dinner, I was thinking—” 
“HOLY SHIT!!!” 
You and Suguru see the burst of crimson light from the living room before the loud explosion fills your ears. The house shakes, and both of you stumble to the ground. When everything settles, Suguru helps you up, then you both rush to the living room. 
What’s left of the living room. 
The wall is completely gone, and where there isn’t rubble from the house, there are bits and pieces of your furniture. From where you’re standing, you can see some of the neighbors begin to poke their heads out of their doors and windows, wondering what the explosion was. Then, you see Satoru, who is wide-eyed, and slightly trembling. 
Suguru is the first to break the silence. “What the hell just happened?!” 
Satoru’s chest rises and falls with each breath. He then turns to you, pointing at where the wall used to be. “You didn’t tell me that it flies.” 
“...Huh?!” You ask.
“What- Don’t ‘huh’ me!” He sputters, flailing his hands around. “The roach! You didn’t tell me that it flies! It scared the shit out of me! It was so unexpected!!” 
Finally, the only thing that could’ve happened clicks in your head. The light you saw, the blast. “Did you just fire Red?!” 
He crosses his arms. “Yes, I fired Red!! Didn’t you just hear me say that—” 
“Okay, both of you, just stop!” Suguru shouts, putting his hands up. “Just…” He then faces his boyfriend, disbelief and disappointment evident in his features. “You mean to tell me, that you blew a massive hole in our damn house all because of a roach?! Satoru, what the hell!!” 
“Suguru, it was flying!!” 
“So that’s a good reason to destroy our house?!” 
“Hey! At least it’s not the whole house,” he says, then laughs nervously when Suguru glares at him. “Like yeah, our TV is definitely gone, but, uh… at least the roach is dead?” 
“You fucking idiot!!” Suguru snaps. 
Satoru snaps right back at him. “You weren’t there to see how it was flying!” 
As they go back and forth with their yelling, you groan, burying your face into your hands. You definitely should’ve just found the strength to kill it with a shoe earlier.
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a/n: got inspired by that post about spiders that i made lmaooooo
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dalginbakislar · 2 months
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h3llis4teenageg1rl · 3 months
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that diary the only best friend, really
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autumnmobile12 · 2 months
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Based on the way Touya and Fuyumi behaved in their very early years, I've always gotten the impression the Todoroki family started out with something of a healthy dynamic.
The reason they were born was pretty twisted and Endeavor's ambitions may have made the foundation rotten, but I think they were 'fine' until the genetic disparity with Touya's Quirk was detected. What's sad about that is if Touya didn't have that issue, he and Fuyumi would probably have been the only two siblings. Endeavor wanted Touya for a successor. Rei wanted Fuyumi so that Touya would have a sibling and they could support each other.
Natsuo and Shouto were born because Endeavor's ambitions meant more to him than his family.
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And tragically, Touya and Fuyumi are the only two kids in that family who can remember this happy life. It's why Fuyumi was so desperate to get it back, and in his own warped way, Touya also tried to reclaim it.
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Here's the thing that gets me, though:
It is very common and normal for a toddler to prefer one parent over the other. Usually, it's the parent they're the most family with: The one that stays home with and takes care of them.
Remember, to a toddler, everything is new and potentially scary, and that can often include a parent that is not always present: The parent that's working.
In the Todoroki house, Endeavor had his career as a hero, so we have the indication that Rei was the parent who stayed home. In that situation, the probability of Rei being the 'familiar parent' was more likely, so for Touya to prefer his father over his mother shows just how close he was to Endeavor. That probably happened because 1.) we can see Endeavor started training him at a very young age, and 2.) Fuyumi was the new baby and probably needed more attention from their mother, so Touya may have gravitated away from Rei on his own and went to his father instead.
Touya didn't see his father's ambitions for him. He didn't see that he was a successor as opposed to a son. What he, a child, saw and understood was that his father loved him and wanted to spend time with him. After the genetic disparity was detected and that pride and affection disappeared, he didn't know how to cope.
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In contrast, Natsuo and Shouto never even saw the family happy. Natsuo was three-four years old when this happened. Fuyumi looks devastated that things aren't her version of normal. Natsuo just looks confused because, again, everything is new to toddlers. This was the normal he grew up with. Touya attacking Shouto might be one of his first memories, so he never stood a chance and that is why he left home the moment he had the opportunity.
It also explains his lack of understanding for Fuyumi's hope for a normal family. Fuyumi's mindset runs as, "We had that once. It's possible to have it again." Which in its own way, expecting things can just return to the way they were is a little disrespectful to her brother that died, and I think Touya's reappearance did shatter her illusion since she never brings up 'being a real family' after Dabi's Dance.
The point is, since Natsuo never saw what Fuyumi and Touya saw, he can't see what she wants to return to, so her decision to forgive their father is one he can't comprehend.
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And if Natsuo can't remember the happy family, then there's no way Shouto does because this is what their home looked like by the time he was old enough to start forming concrete memories.
We're looking at two different sets of children, the older pair and the younger pair, who started out with very different childhoods.
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chloelovesu · 3 months
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joytri · 8 months
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most ardently
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I have written a hundred pages now which is 22991 words I am gonna fucking cry I feel like this should be further a long by now but no
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peachsukii · 4 months
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There’s something so intimate about getting wounded on the battlefield when defending someone you love, especially when you haven’t started dating yet.
I imagine early 20s Bakugo going to assist pro hero reader, not doubting your strength, but because he needs to know you’re okay after the communicator went radio silent. He arrives on scene, watching you go toe to toe with the most wanted villain in the area. It’s only for a moment before he rushes in, but he’s entranced with the way your body moves as your ducking and weaving attacks - the moves he taught you.
The fight goes on for a few more blows before the villain lands a successful shot on you both - nothing fatal, but enough to hurt like a bitch. Bakugo’s grumbling to get himself out from underneath the rubble that’s fallen atop him after slamming into a nearby building. He looks up and catches the moment you’re knocking the villain flat on his ass with one hell of a punch. Huffing, you run to his side and start shoving debris off of him, blood and sweat dripping from your forehead as he watches you in silence.
“Here,” you hook your arms under Bakugo’s, holding onto his back in an embrace. “Hold on to me, I’ll pull you out.”
And he does without hesitation - any excuse to be close with you. When he’s fully freed, you pull back to do a once over to see if he’s hurt, starting the standard hero evaluation. He stops you, insisting he’s fine before cradling your face with his dirtied glove.
“Are you okay? Scared the shit outta me when your comm went dark.” He wipes away some dried blood from your chin. “I rushed over thinkin’ you were in trouble.”
You can’t help but laugh, flattered that he’d ditch his current position to come help you. “I must’ve smashed it during the fight. I didn’t even notice until now.”
“Dumbass, be more careful!” Bakugo scolds, shaking his head dramatically. “I need ya in one piece for our dinner date tomorrow.”
A smile crosses your face, tilting your head into his hand. “I’m alright, Kats, no worries. Besides, I would expect you to deliver it to me in the hospital if that were the case. No way am I letting a broken bone stop me from eating your cooking!”
Bakugo wouldn’t admit how much that made his stomach cartwheel and heart flutter in his chest, so he chooses to cover it with a grin instead.
“Good. Now let’s turn this fucker in and head back.”
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ivynightshade · 1 year
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fatima aamer bilal, from being unwanted is a language.
[text id: the world is happening in a room that i can't enter, life is happening in a gathering i am not invited to. / being unwanted is a language i am fluent in.]
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reybeeze · 7 months
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rewatching good omens and the way crowley unapologetically watched aziraphale eat in e1 is fucking insane i love him
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