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[averlym]

maxing daddy's credit card ✨

[callias-w]

https://x.com/Callias3/status/1779710211764212216?t=Uhg8J_T2SujWpo4kjLfb3A&s=09

I made this thing that's so stupidly long for no reason and I don't even know how to upload the whole thing to tumblr haha… im… as old as Yashiki mentally… the full thing it's on my twitter ☝☝

[mightbeorphanedidk]

THIS JUST IN! DEER MAN ON A HUNTING HIGH LEARNS THAT A TV IS LOWKEY INTO HIM! (for safety reasons this is a joke. Vox or Alastor, please do not click on this.)

Good evening, pathetic sinners, I'm Katie Killjoy!

(And I'm Tom Tre--)

People give two shits and a fuck about you, Tom. Coming in tonight with our top story: The Radio Demon has learnt some incredibly horrendous news regarding his fellow co-worker of the AV3, The Television Overlord! Recently our reporters (R.I.P Whatever their names were) discovered a chilling scene in the forest surrounding the ring of Pride!

Alastor, otherwise known as the Radio Demon, is widely known for fucking off for days on end hunting some pathetic sinners, but his most recent trip turned out to be a bit more docile than usual! If you don't know him, here is our rendition!

(This is not actually The Radio Demon. Please do not hunt us down, Sir, this is not what we think of you. Hunt the unpaid intern who drew this, not us)

Here is what our reporters caught on scene! Thankfully we found their camera, but the cameraman is no longer with us. One less unpaid intern to pay, and we get footage on top of that? Amazing!

As we can see in the footage, the infamous Radio Demon appears to be on yet another murderous rampage, seeing more blood than reason!

(Ha! They should call him the Deer Demon, look at how he acts!)

You are a limp-dick virgin, don't add more to that. Anyways, it looks like our face of the AV3's got the hots for a special rampant deer! Just how low is he willing to stoop for some attention from the guy?

It's so sexually depraved and one-sided I'm starting to think the TV will resort to flirting with a brick wall!

More on tonight's program; Video Killed The Radio Star (Except the video in question is completely, utterly, repulsively, disgustingly, obnoxiously down bad for said radio)

Pssst! Are you some stranger who's seen this and is interested? Check out my AO3, where I write tons more one-sided RadioStatic! I also write tooth-rotting fluff, angst, and Vox being pathetic for an outd__4t3d.!#%>RaD1o very handsome and superior overlord! I would also pass my TT, but I don't post on it so I see no point.

Ao3: MightBeOrphanedIdk

This fic: Video Killed The Radio Star (Except the video in question is completely, utterly, repulsively, disgustingly, obnoxiously down bad for said radio) - Chapter 2

Series: Vee!Alastor AU

Thanks!!

[quarklynx]

This came to me at 4 am one night, so I made it into a sticker. Now you can have a little isopod friend with you wherever you want! Slap this little buddy on a laptop, waterbottle, stop sign, whatever! Also available on t-shirts and mugs and stuff on my redbubble

[a-wins-a-win]

“What the fuck, Lucas?” Nadia huffed at him. He blinked over his shoulder at her, grin replaced with a soft pout as he leaned over to pat the empty space on the pavers beside him. Nadia rolled her eyes and slowly lowered herself to the ground, shuffling forward to sit on the edge of the pool, squeaking despite herself as the water hit her skin. Lucas let out a laugh and she glared across at him. He trailed off, failing to hide his smile behind a lip bite.

what if i told you that they were romantically compatible - what then? anyway Nadia is fat and Nadia is hot and these things are both true at once - 'i will see your body bare (and still i will live here)' now up on ao3 <3

[eldritch-muppetshow]

sorry for my continued and prolonged digitposting but if you wanna read sth i wrote that heavily involved him here you go

[vonlipvig]

god the recent flight that experienced severe turbulence where 12 people had to get medical attention...i simply would have killed myself tbqh

[toolazytodecide]

Chapter 7 of “Loathing you, always and forever,” is out! you can read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42125520/chapters/107172078

[astrxealis]

ewuyruwhwojrpekekelwpfjwpsodj fe3h <3

[liggytheauthoress]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Old Guard (Movie 2020) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Joe | Yusuf Al-Kaysani/Nicky | Nicolò di Genova Additional Tags: Fluff, Post-Canon, Inspired by Poetry, Returning to Malta (The Old Guard) Summary:

"The sun casts almost everything in shades of gold, but Nicky, framed by the cool blues and purples of the jacaranda that have only just started to fade, stands out to Joe like the purest silver."

A short, sweet fic about the boys going home to Malta.

[blackbeards-bonnet]

I went fairly in-depth with Ed’s photo wall in chapter 9 of Accountant, but I’m considering writing a prequel fic with little vignettes describing the story behind each of them and Ed’s life story through the photos on his wall, would y’all be interested in reading it?

[opalofoctober]

hey guys i finally finished posting my stuff on insta

[diazsdimples]

I read a lot of fic in the fandom but I'm a longfic reader and my friend that I've just convinced to watch the show is very much not - do you have good oneshot/ <5k recs I can share with her? (all ships welcome)

Hi! I'm also a longfic reader but here's a collection of shorter fics that I love to death!

Pancakes, kisses, and a little bit of TLC - @theotherbuckley (Bucktommy, Teen, 4.5k)

"Buck wakes up with a chronic pain flare-up the morning after, and Tommy takes care of him" Extremely cute and fluffy and full of adorable Bucktommy feels. Purple writes chronic pain!Buck so well and Tommy is amazingly sweet and tender in this. Couldn't recommend more.

all in the Jee-tails - @hippolotamus (Buddie, Teen, 4.5k)

"There is a Princess, Knight, Dragon, Wizard and Damsel in Distress and there is nothing Uncle Buck won't do for his niece." UNCLE BUCK UNCLE BUCK UNCLE BUCK!!!! Just the cutest little fic of Buck, Eddie and Chris hanging out with Jee and playing make believe and it gives me ALL the dad!buck feels. So fucking cute. Do not skip.

And When You Speak, Angels Sing From Above - @neverevan (Buddie, General, 2.8k)

"Buck pops the question but before saying yes, Eddie needs to ask someone else first." I'm not exaggerating when I said this one made me cry a little bit. And by a little, I mean a lot. The perfect fic to introduce your friend to the beauty that is Eddie and Shannon's relationship and how important she is Eddie and Chris' lives. It's a masterpiece. Bring tissues.

turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you - @daffi-990 (Buddie, Unrated but I'm gonna say General/Teen, 3,8k)

"To protect his heart, Eddie pulls away from Buck when he starts dating Natalia. When he decides to move to B-shift, Buck finally confronts him and certain feelings finally come to light." So turns out the most devastating fics in this fandom involve graveyards (thank you s6) and Daffi knows how to drive a knife into your heart with feelings realisations. This is also a tissues one but I'd also suggest something to bite into cause fuuuuck

Drunk on Love - @jesuisici33 (Bucktommy, Explicit, 1.3k)

"“That reminds me…do you remember calling me during the bachelor party?” Buck’s fingers pause. “Uh…I called you?” Buck barely remembers texting Tommy a few times. Seeing the unintelligible texts he sent his boyfriend when Tommy texted him in the hospital filled him with mild embarrassment he quickly forgot about as he kissed him in front of everyone in the waiting room. Tommy nods in delight. “Oh yeah. I couldn’t answer so you left me a bunch of voicemails. You want to hear?”" The thought of Buck and Tommy listening to Buck's drunk voice messages makes me giggle every time, and then it's also just really hot? Highly recommend.

Sweet child of mine - @diazsdimples (Bucktommy, General, 3.4k)

"Buck and Tommy bring their daughter home from the hospital and enjoy their first few hours alone with a newborn baby." Shameless self-promo here. As some of my mutuals will know, Dad!Buck is my favourite thing in the world and this fic was just delightful to write cause BIG BOYS TINY BABY!!!!

There's about a million more but these are the ones that immediately come to mind. If any mutuals have any recs of their own please share with the class!! Hope this helps and happy reading!

[amakumos]

first skate — yang jungwon.

synopsis. you and yang jungwon are both figure skating olympic gold medalists. deciding to teach your three year old son yejun how to skate, you two both realise that you might have a future olympic gold medalist in your hands. perhaps… it just runs in the family.

genre. fluff, established relationship, figure skating au, dad au, sequel to kiss and cry (would be best if you read that fic first before you read this one!)

pairing. figure skater! jungwon x fem! figure skater reader

word count. 1.5k

warnings. nothing really

authors note. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUNGWON! i know this fic is a lot shorter compared to blue birthday from last year but! my most recent fic before this was 22k monster kiss and cry which is the fic that this one is the sequel of! i actually love kiss and cry ynwon so much they will forever hold a special place in my heart and i am glad to be bringing them back for wonies bday <3 also i am bad at fluff so </3 im sorry .. anyways pls enjoy and (shameless self promo) but go read kiss and cry too if you haven’t!

“Okay, all ready now!” Jungwon says, tying the laces on his son’s skates with a smile. “You ready, Yejun?”

Yejun nods, a helmet on his head and knee guards on. Jungwon helps his son get off the bench as you watch the father and son duo with a fond smile on your face.

Jungwon takes Yejun’s hand as he guides his son towards the rink, Yejun wobbling on his skates. You two had specially booked out the Taereung ice rink for a few hours before Irene and her students showed up to train for the day.

Yejun shivers slightly, and you know that the jacket he’s wearing right now is a little too thin. You pull out one of Yejun’s puffer jackets from your bag, handing it to Jungwon so he can help Yejun zip it up. “Better?” you ask, and Yejun nods.

“Mom and I are going to teach you how to skate today.” Jungwon says, and Yejun nods. When Yejun takes his first step into the ice, he wobbles a little bit, due to how slippery the surface is.

Jungwon guides his son around the rink, the 3 year old boy wobbling around as he walks across the ice. You skate around the rink, Yejun looking at you in awe.

“Wanna try and walk to mom alone?” you say, skating closer towards Yejun. “Go, go, you got this, Yejunnie,” Jungwon says, letting go of his son’s hand.

Yejun looks a little hesitant to walk towards you without his father’s help, but he takes one step forward, wobbling as he holds his arms out, as if he’s walking a tightrope. “Good job, Yejun! Keep going.” you say, clapping your hands, a bright smile on your lips.

Yejun takes another step closer to you slowly, and Jungwon proudly smiles as his son takes more confident steps towards you. Yejun reaches you quickly, and you pick him up, giving him a hug. “Good job, Yejunnie!”

Yejun giggles as he’s held in your arms, and Jungwon looks at you two with the softest look in his eyes. He had retired not long ago, just a few months before returning to the rink now with you and Yejun. Coming back to what he considered his first home with you and Yejun made the moment all the more special.

You set Yejun down, making sure he doesn’t fall over on the ice before letting go. “Okay, walk to dad.” you say, and Jungwon skates a little further to see if Yejun can make it without falling.

The boy wobbles a bit, but he manages to make it to Jungwon without falling over. “That’s my Yejunnie,” Jungwon says, holding his hand up for a high five. Yejun gives him a high five with his gloved hands, and Jungwon smiles.

“I think our son here is a future Olympic gold medalist.” Jungwon says, and you smile. “Definitely.” you nod.

“Yejun, let’s skate around the rink for a bit, hmm?” Jungwon asks, and Yejun nods. “Okay.” he says.

Jungwon takes a hold of Yejun’s hand, but the young boy shakes his head, telling his father that he wants to try and do it alone. “Oh?” Jungwon says, smiling. “Okay. Go, Yejun.” he says, as Yejun makes small, hesitant steps while you and Jungwon watch from behind him.

“He’s doing really good.” you say, skating up to Jungwon. “I know. Way better than my first skate.” he says, lacing his fingers with yours. You two watch as Yejun makes his way across the rink, getting more confident with each step he takes. He speeds up, and you and Jungwon watch in amusement.

“Look at him go.” you say, and Jungwon nods. But just then, Yejun falls over, and both of your eyes widen in alarm. “Are you okay?” Jungwon asks, and Yejun simply uses his hands to help himself get back up, looking at both you and Jungwon as if nothing happened before continuing to make his way back to you both.

“Oh my god.” Jungwon says. “I’m giving him all my medals.”

“You’re right. Our son is a future Olympic champion.” you say proudly, watching as Yejun smiles brightly when he finishes a whole lap around the rink.

“You’re so good at this, Yejunnie!” you say, and Yejun’s smile gets wider. “You guys skate good.” Yejun says, pointing at you and Jungwon.

“You skate good too, Yejun.” Jungwon says. “If you like it, we can sign you up for lessons.”

“Okay.” Yejun hums. “Can I see you skate?”

You nudge Jungwon closer towards the centre of the rink, and he laughs, skating towards the middle before stopping and turning to look at you and Yejun. “What do you wanna see, Yejun?” he asks, hands on his hips.

“You wanna see Dad spin, or jump?” you ask Yejun, who puts his hand on his chin as if in thought. “Jump.”

“Jump?” Jungwon asks, and Yejun nods. Jungwon nods, skating around the rink for a couple seconds before taking off into a triple axel — he hasn’t done these in a while, but he lands the jump well, even if he thinks the landing is a tiny little bit shaky.

Yejun looks at Jungwon in awe. “Woah.”

“Cool, right?” you say, and Yejun nods. “I want to see you jump.” he says, tugging on the sleeve of your jacket. “You heard him!” Jungwon says, skating back towards you two.

Jungwon ruffles Yejun’s hair as the father son duo watch as you skate around the rink, taking off into a triple lutz—triple loop combination jump. “Woah. Mom did two.” Yejun murmurs in awe, and Jungwon nods.

“Yeah. She’s pretty awesome, hmm?”

“Yeah.”

“Still got it.” you say with a smile. You don’t jump very often now, since you had retired from competition after you won your Olympic gold medal, claiming that you had achieved everything you wanted to do in your wildly successful career. You were glad that you could retire feeling fulfilled with what you’ve done across the years.

“Of course you do. You’re the greatest.” Jungwon says, pressing a kiss to your cheek. You smile brightly at him, slipping your hand into his.

You two turn to look at your son, who seems to be trying to replicate what you had done. He tries to jump up like you did, but can’t get enough height. He pouts, looking up at you. “I wanna do that.”

“I am sure you will be able to someday.” you say, and Yejun looks at you and Jungwon happily. He skates off (or rather, walks off) on his own, wobbling a little bit at times, but he's doing great considering it’s his first time on the ice.

“I think we may have a prodigy here.”

You and Jungwon are startled by the voice of Irene, who had coached the both of you. She looks at Yejun with a fond look on her face. “How many times has he been on the ice?” she asks.

“First time.” Jungwon says proudly, and Irene’s eyes widen in surprise. “Really? Oh my… that’s raw talent right there.”

“I think he likes it.” Jungwon says, watching Yejun skate on the ice happily. He doesn’t even need one of those skating aids.

“I would be happy to coach him, if you two would like that.” Irene says, and Jungwon looks at you. “Let’s ask Yejun.”

“Yejun,” Jungwon says, skating up to his son. “Hmm?” Yejun looks up at his father with a bright smile. “Auntie Irene is over there.” Jungwon nods towards Irene, and Yejun looks at her.

“Hi, Auntie Irene.” Yejun says, waving at the coach. She waves back, with a small smile on her lips.

“Auntie Irene says that she can teach you skating if you would like that. We all think that you have talent, Yejunnie. You know, Auntie Irene was our coach too.” Jungwon tells his son.

“You don’t have to if you don’t like it.” you tell him, and Jungwon nods. “And you don’t have to take it seriously if you don’t want to. It can just be a hobby.”

“I wanna be like you guys.” Yejun says.

“So do you wanna skate?”

“Yeah.” Yejun nods excitedly, and you and Jungwon smile at each other.

You give Irene a thumbs up, and she nods. She lets you three stay on the rink for a little while more, with some of her students getting a chance to meet Yejun, who greets them all with a bright smile.

When you three head back home, you and Jungwon pull out your gold medals from the cabinet that holds them. You two head over to the couch, where Yejun’s watching television.

“Yejunnie.” you say, sitting down next to him.

“Your dad and I think that one day, you’re going to win one of these things.” you let Yejun hold your gold medal, and he smiles. “Very shiny.”

“It is, isn’t it?” Jungwon says, draping his own medal over Yejun’s neck.

“If you decide to be a skater like your mom and I, I bet you’ll win tons of these.” he says. “You’re a legend in the making.” You and Jungwon smile at each other whilst Yejun looks at the gold medals in awe.

And with each and every lesson Yejun takes, he seems to get better and better — and it fills you two with nothing but pride.

What can you say?

It must run in the family.

[cult-of-the-eye]

oh cult i am going through my homsickness hours... may you suggest some fics with bengali!jon ? it doesn't have to be integral to the plot and i don't care what the plot of the fic is... it could be like one sentence that mentions it and i will eat it up

HELLO sorry I haven't answered I needed time to collate the fics but here you go!!!

I seem to make up the majority of the Bangladeshi!Jon fics lol so a lot of these will be my fics (shameless self promo?)

That last one is slightly more of an allusion to his desi ness but it's there!!

This one is by my lovely friend @melandrops I literally was giggling kicking my feet at this one

Yeah that's it!! I hope you enjoy <3333

[the-moon-in-the-gutter]

Twice as Many Stars

A/N: If you follow my main blog (@silks-up-my-sleeve for a shameless self-promo), you will know I'm absolutely obsessed with the calf, Deux Face, who was born in Louisiana. She inspired this collection of thoughts and now here I am to throw it into something fic length for you all! A special thank you to @sovaghoul for encouraging me to think more about these ghouls!! And another special thank you to @spillways-of-your-soul for lisening to my idea when it originally hit!! <3

Word Count: 1,424

It's spring calving season and Ivy's had his eye on a few cows in his heard, expecting a fair number of calves to be born over the course of the week. However, his sights are on one particular cow. Early that afternoon he had moved her into the barn to hopefully hurry along the process of birthing, a stall filled with fresh hay and the safety of indoors was typically enough to convince even his most stubborn of cattle to birth.

The earth ghoul carries on with his duties of the afternoon and evening, keeping a close eye on the time as she would most likely birth that night or in the early morning hours. Instinct screaming at the ghoul that he should spend the night in the barn, just in case something were to go awry. As the ghoul settles in for dinner with his pack, he turns to Pebble who also shares that knowing look. That deep concern for what may be to come with one of the calves to be born that week.

"You heading to the barn after dinner?" Pebble inquires, noting how his closest companion is sat as if he's ready to spring into action at any moment. The anxiety rolling off the larger earth ghoul in waves, almost palpable.

"Yeah, I just have an odd feeling about this calf. I want to be there in case something happens" Ivy shrugs, trying to turn his attention to the plate he was picking around "But if she doesn't end up birthing tonight then at least I get to enjoy a sleep in the hay loft."

The hay loft in the barn was expanded months ago to provide adequate storage for the square bales the ghouls had been producing that fall, lending Ivy a warm spot to sleep on chilly winter nights when he's watching over a sick goat or cow. The earth ghoul was heavily prepared to spend the night in the hay loft, a makeshift bed was created early that morning. All the ghoul needed was to gather a few flannel blankets to take to the barn with him, the early spring nights still holding potentials for another frost. The only frivolty he would bring with him would be a few tea bags, the cistern was full from the recent deluge of rain. An old tea kettle was left behind, the earth ghoul using it to boil water on the small woodstove that only threw heat a few feet in the winter.

As the meal drew to a close, the earth ghouls retreated to their shared room. Ivy set about gathering his wares, carefully rolling the old flannel blankets to fit into a small pack when he took notice of Pebble. The small earth ghoul was dressing to follow his companion to the barn, attempting to cram wool-socked feet into poorly loosened work boots. "You don't have to stay out there with me if you dont want to" Ivy reassured the ghoul who had finally given into loosing the laces of his boots the rest of the way.

"I want to," Pebble sighs in relief as he finally slips into one of his boots, glancing up at his counterpart "besides Delta's being weirdly prophetic again and I don't think Omega and Alpha want me crawling into their bed a third night in a row."

Ivy laughed at the image of the small ghoul sneaking into their room, wedging himself in between the two large ghouls who have grown to accept his presence. Something akin to a small dog bullying a larger dog from their bed. Pebble was an easy ghoul to share a bed with, at least when he was content. The past few nights he had tried to sleep with Delta, but the vivid dreams and nightmares that plague the quintessence ghoul had kept him awake. Startling the earth ghoul from his slumber and causing him to sneak from the room, seeking shelter with those who bring forth a sense of safety he can't often find in Delta anymore.

"It's always good to have another set of hands when I need them, instead of having to race down here to wake you myself" Ivy shrugged, gathering an extra set of blankets for his companion.

It was 3am when their little calf was brought into the world, the pair of earth ghouls having to aid in the delivery for an incredibly rare reason. Something that occurs in 1 and 400 million births happened that night in the barn on the Ministry's property. A two headed calf was alive that night, cradled in the arms of two earth ghouls. A pair who had existed in the Pit together, and when the smaller was summoned, he had dragged the larger ghoul to the surface with him. The earth ghouls were a bonded pair, perfect foils of the other who always advocated and protected the other.

Now held between them, staining their work wear with amniotic fluids, was a freak of nature. Not unlike them.

It was Pebble who broke the silence, counting out the number of eyes and mouths the creature bore. He knew she may not have much time on this earth, but death was never an option with Ivy as a caretaker. The larger earth ghoul made a quick assessment of her health, nothing else was abnormal aside from the two working mouths and four working eyes. While the calf could not stand yet, the weight of her head making it difficult, she still was capable of lowing. Ivy had turned towards the cow, who was lovingly cleaning her fresh calf that was cradled in the bed of straw.

"I'm going to attempt to milk so I can get some feed into the calf," Ivy said, before turning towards his counterpart "Go wake the pack. They need to see our little miracle"

That sent Pebble racing from the barn and down the hillside, bursting into the den in record time. He was met by Delta at the back door, the quintessence ghoul not yet having went to bed, mind heavy with prophecy. "Two-headed calf, help me wake the others" Pebble said quickly, turning down the long corridor to wake as many ghouls as he could on his own.

Soon the whole pack was crammed into the barn, many still wiping sleep from their eyes when it dawns on them what is laying in the larger earth ghoul's lap. Pebble had taken ahold to the bottle to save Ivy the trouble of nursing the second mouth. Stunned silence hung in the air around the ghouls as they looked on at the scene before them, a cosmic blessing had found the ghouls a second time. First with the summoning of Pebble and Ivy, and now with the birth of this rarity who did not want to take "no" for an answer.

Delta, who found himself in the doorway of the barn was watching the night sky. Impresssive clarity for such a cold night, one that the weather forecasters was sure to bring the final snow of the season. Yet the sky was clear, no clouds hanging in the way of the silver and black tapestry that hung above them. The whistle of the wind that tore through the eaves of the barn blended with the soft lowing of the calf and her mother. It wasn't until Omega had joined him in the doorway that the quintessence ghoul found clarity in the murky waters of his mind. The quintessence ghouls stood side by side watching the sky; mentor and protege, hero and villian, god and false prophet.

"Twice as many stars as usual, I haven't seen a night sky quite this active since their summoning" Omega spoke, a careful hand coming to rest upon Delta's shoulder.

When the pack had opted to take their leave from the barn, the calf resting between her caretakers. The pair of earth ghouls who managed to find a way to keep a hand resting on the other, much like they slept together in the Pits. Delta glanced back at the ghouls, the mother cow settling in at their feet as if she had three babies to protect. The quintessence ghoul only turned to take his leave when he felt a tug through the pack bond, a beckoning to return home. A feeling that was rare for the ghoul, one that sent him running to catch up with the others where he was wrapped in a warmth he hadn't felt from them in what felt like eons.