#sorry they're all so short it was hard to find a good shot where the camera wasn't flying around the stage ;;

[wolfjackle-creates]

Hi!! I haven't been on Tumblr for a while but I used to read a fic you made out of a prompt (?) Someone else made about Danny who freaked out when he realized the Waynes are the Bats and accidentally shot Bruce(?) And if I'm not mistaken you made a part 2 of it (idr remember if it was a wip or finished) but do you have a masterlist so I can re-read it :D? So sorry if I sound weird (´⌒｀;)

It is absolutely never weird to ask an author about their works!!!! Thanks so much for sending this in.

It's been ages since I've worked on this one, but it's definitely on my short list to get back to. Especially since I'm pretty close to having it finished?

Here's chapter 1 on AO3. And the Subscription Post.

Chapter 2 is limited to Tumblr right now, only two parts currently. Part 1 can be found here.

Currently it's called Want to Hold on and Feel I Belong. However, when I do start updating on AO3 again, I plan to change the name. (I'm just waiting so people who have subscribed are more likely to remember what they're getting an email about.) Mostly I refer to it as my Bad Reveal AU. Though I get that's not a great working name as that's usually reserved for the Fenton parents reacting badly rather than Danny reacting badly.

Also, as a thanks for reminding me that it's been a while since I've posted anything about this fic (or, well, in general), have the next bit!

Here's a random 1.5k.

Previous

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Having a potential lead so close meant the hours until J’onn’s arrival were spent in prep mode.

Every uniform had to be checked for the slightest damage and upgrades done where possible. Supplies and go-bags were organized so they could leave the moment they had a lead. Fuel levels in every vehicle were checked and topped off where necessary.

And finally, the zeta tube activated and J’onn stepped out. “Good day to all of you. I heard my assistance was needed?”

Bruce went to greet him. “J’onn. Danny’s room is upstairs. Did Clark explain the situation?”

“Yes. He said that your newest ward has density shifting powers and left things behind in his walls and floor before running away a few days ago.”

Bruce nodded sharply. “Follow me. Clark will show you where the items are hidden so you can retrieve them.”

Dick happily zipped up what felt like the hundredth bag he’d had to pack and joined them. “Hey, J’onn. Welcome. How have you been?”

“Greetings, Dick. It has been a long time since our last meeting. I have been well. I want to wish you luck in finding your brother swiftly and easily.”

Dick nodded his thanks. “Same. We’re really hoping he left behind something to help because we haven’t had much luck so far.” Dick pulled out his phone and notified the family of J’onn’s arrival and requested they meet in Danny’s room.

On the way, Bruce and Dick filled J’onn in on the situation. At the implication of government experimentation, he face went hard and he vowed he would help them however he could.

Clark, Jason, and Alfred were already there when the group arrived and the rest weren’t far behind. With everyone present, the room felt crowded.

“Where should I start?” J’onn asked Clark.

“Behind the NASA poster. I think that’s where he keeps the weapons. One of them is an object that looks like it might be the same as, or at least similar to, the weapon that shot Bruce.”

Under Clark’s direction, J’onn removed not just two more energy guns, but also a glowing-green net, a boomerang, a tube of lipstick, what looked like a weird, high-tech thermos, and a wooden baseball bat with a sticker that said “Fenton” on it.

Dick couldn’t help but whistle at the pile. “Damn, he was packing all this?”

“Apparently,” said Damian. But Dick could tell his youngest brother was impressed and mentally reassessing his beliefs of Danny. “Perhaps he is not as helpless as I previously believed.”

“Why’s he got lipstick?” asked Steph as she picked up the tube.

“Don’t!” ordered Bruce even as she opened it and released a laser beam that left a small scorch mark on the ceiling.

She stared in shock before laughing. “Oh, damn! When he comes back, I’m so asking if he could get me one of these. That’s so cool!”

“Can I see that?” asked Barbara.

“Wait until we’re in the cave,” said Bruce with a sigh. Both women grinned at him.

Dick reached down and grabbed the net. Despite the color, it seemed normal enough, maybe a little smoother than most rope he’d handled. He pulled out a pocket knife and was able to slice through one of the ropes easily enough. Jason came over to look at it with him.

“Anything weird about it?” he asked as he reached out to touch it. “Huh, that’s odd.”

“What’s odd about it? Seems pretty normal to me.”

“It just… It feels weird. It almost hurts to touch.” When Dick looked at him sharply, Jason quickly added, “It doesn’t hurt, but it feels like it should. If that makes sense.”

“Feels normal to me.” Dick showed him the break he’d made.

Jason shrugged. “Dunno, then. I just get a weird feeling from it.”

Damian picked up the energy gun, Tim the thermos, and Duke the boomerang when Alfred cleared his throat.

“Before we get distracted, might I remind you that there is more to find? We can bring everything down to the cave to examine them with no more damage to Master Danny’s room.”

Everyone sheepishly put down the things they were holding. Dick bit back a laugh when he noticed Clark push the baseball bat away from himself with his foot.

“So, J’onn,” Clark said. “I think the next area of interest is behind this poster.” He gestured at a poster of the horsehead nebula. Dick had helped Danny find it and hang it up and the kid had talked about nebulae for over an hour as they did. The memory caused his eyes to burn.

From this stash, J’onn pulled some notebooks and two external hard drives, which Barbara took. Dick and Bruce both grabbed a notebook. Dick opened his to the first page.

Journaling is such a stupid idea. I don’t have any time for it but Jazz says I need to get my feelings out. Pointless. So what if I can’t sleep and Skulker attacked me again today during English getting me another detention. Its not my fault! Shit, haven’t done that essay for Lancer. If I miss any more assignments he’s gonna fail me for real.

Everyone knew Danny had been failing before he’d been brought to them, but he’d refused to discuss why. Once he was in school in Gotham, he’d gotten straight A’s. Even if he did ask for the occasional help in English from Jason.

But this raised so many questions. Who was Skulker and why were they attacking Dick’s little brother during English class. He flipped through the pages. Interspersed between journal entries were drawings of schematics. Dick thought he recognized some of the designs as the weapons they’d uncovered.

His eyes caught on an entry that started with a string of curses.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. My parents saw Dani today. In ghost form. They actually managed to hit her. Only her second visit and I couldn’t keep her safe. Some big brother dad cousin whatever I am. I did get her to the Far Frozen. Frostbite fixed her up. Taught me what to do if it happens again, too. And gave me the medicines and supplies to do it. I’m so glad I have friends in the Zone now. It makes it so much easier. I can’t get the image of Dani’s blood staining my hands out of my mind. Going to Tuck’s tonight. I can’t be around my parents right now.

Stomach dropping, he flipped a few more pages until he found one with a photo. It was a grinning Danny with white hair and wearing a jumpsuit standing on a curved balcony. Behind him, spire buildings rose into the air, many rounded in a way not often found on Earth.

Clockwork took me to Mars today! Holy shit it is so cool. Just, everything. We went back to when they were thriving and I had to stop an invasion. But that’s not important. Everyone here can go intangible despite being alive. Some of their buildings don’t even have doors because they’d be pointless! And the plants and animals are all so different, too. Clockwork helped me find some books on Martian history and biology and evolution. He’s also gonna show me where the Martians exist in the Zone so I can learn their language. Maybe one day I can go to Krypton or Tamaran as well?

Dick stared back at the picture. It did have that distinctive feel of wrong that extraterrestrial landscapes always had. He swallowed. “Uh, J’onn?”

“Yes, Dick?”

“Um, Danny. This is his journal. He said he went to Mars. Before… Just, before. He’s got a picture. Is this real?” He handed the photo to J’onn who hesitated a moment before taking it.

J’onn froze as he stared at the simple image. “I… Yes. This is my home. How…?”

Dick shrugged and wished he had an answer for the last of the Martians. “Someone called Clockwork brought him there apparently. To stop some sort of invasion? He didn’t discuss that much. He was too interested in the planet and people to talk about what he did. He was hoping to visit Krypton and Tamaran, too. Also said something about Martians existing somewhere he called the Zone. He wanted to meet them to learn the language.”

The look on J’onn’s face at the mention of other Martians existing somewhere was heartbreaking. Maybe Dick shouldn’t have said anything? When Danny came home, would he maybe want to talk to J’onn about Mars?

With clear reluctance, J’onn handed the picture back. “This is your brother in the photo?”

“Yeah. I mean, Danny usually has black hair and blue eyes, but that’s him. Do you recognize him?”

J’onn nodded. “Of course. He is the Omen. His coming foretells death and destruction which he will then try to avert. I know what invasion he is speaking of, it is, was, taught in our history books. He saved all of Mars that day. We thought him a god.”

Dick’s mouth fell open. His little brother? A god?

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[starryeyedjanai]

kinktober prompt: mommy kink | explicit | read on ao3 cw: they dance with and kiss other people as foreplay

"Mommy? Sorry... Mommy? Sorry... Mommy?" Eddie says as Steve comes out of the bathroom to show him his outfit for the club - a crop top that says Baby Girl across his chest and jean shorts with fishnets underneath them, the waist band poking out the top of the shorts.

Eddie's been saying that a lot lately, since he redownloaded Tiktok to his phone. Steve has been begrudgingly rolling his eyes every time he does it, almost like a reflex whenever Steve does something that he thinks is hot.

"You gotta stop saying that," he says, walking over the bed where Eddie's sitting to stand between his spread legs. He smirks as Eddie looks up at him. "You're gonna accidentally say it during sex and discover a new kink you didn't know you were into."

Eddie snorts, running his hand up Steve's leg. "Not gonna happen," he says. Eddie looks good tonight too, his shirt tight across his chest, his jeans snug.

He slides his hands around to grope Steve's ass and Steve lets him.

Steve leans down and presses his mouth to Eddie's, licking across his bottom lip before pulling back, Eddie arching up to follow him.

He knows tonight is going to be a fun night because Eddie's already keyed up and touching him.

They always have fun when they go out, but knowing Eddie's going to rip his fishnets off him when they get home is always a bonus.

At the club, after they've had a mixed drink and a shot, they head out onto the dance floor.

Steve almost can't believe that he had to beg Eddie to come dance with him the first time they came here together. Because now, Eddie's the one dragging him, ready to start their little game.

They always start together, dancing, grinding against each other, Eddie's hands on his ass as they make out.

When he's horny and tipsy, Eddie's kisses are sloppier than normal. He uses a lot of tongue, licking into Steve's mouth like the only thing he's ever wanted was to taste him.

Steve pulls back from the kiss because if he doesn't, Eddie will be content to kiss him all night, until they're desperate to get alone, desperate to get each other off.

So he pulls away and steps out of Eddie's reach, watching as someone replaces his spot, turning around to grind on Eddie.

He finds someone to dance with and keeps his eyes on Eddie.

He doesn't know what it is about this that gets him so hot, watching Eddie's hands on someone else.

Eddie touches the guy in front of him like he would touch Steve, one hand sliding up his shirt, the other gripping his hip.

Steve watches as Eddie grinds on the guy's ass, pressed as tightly together as Steve and his new partner.

"You're so hot," the guy whispers in his ear and Steve keeps grinding back against him, letting him put their hands on his hips, letting him sneak his hand around closer to where Steve's dick is getting hard in his shorts.

Eddie's dance partner is tilting his head up over his shoulder like he wants to kiss him and Steve watches as Eddie obliges, presses his mouth against someone else's lips, licks his tongue inside.

He moans as the guy behind him grips his cock through his shorts and grinds his hard cock against his ass.

He wants to kiss him, but he doesn't want to take his eyes off Eddie. The way he and his dance partner are moving against each other is obscene, Eddie grinding his hips like he's fucking him, pinching one of his nipples underneath his sheer shirt, their kisses open mouthed, tongues stroking against each other.

Eddie pulls away from his mouth and Steve takes that as his queue to kiss his guy.

He turns his head and the guy is immediately there, mouth on his, biting his bottom lip.

Steve groans, biting back. They kiss and Steve grinds his hips forward against the hand gripping his cock.

The kisses are a little more bitey than he likes, so he pulls away, sucking his bottom lip into his mouth to lick the sting away.

He looks over at Eddie and finds him looking back.

This song and dance is one they know well. Dancing with and grinding on and kissing other people, watching each other. It's intoxicating, partly because he always keys in on the things that are wrong about the person he's dancing with or the person Eddie's with.

The guy behind him is too bitey, Eddie's guy is too short - he had to bend down to kiss him. Sometimes the person is too rough or too pushy or too - something.

It always makes it better knowing Eddie is just right for him - he kisses him and touches him just the way he likes.

Steve untangles himself from the guy behind him, ready for this to be over, ready to get back to Eddie.

It's always a toss up who's going to be more impatient each time they go out. Sometimes it's Steve, watching Eddie touch someone else the way he'd touch him and wanting Eddie's hands back on him.

Other times it's Eddie, watching someone else touch Steve, getting antsy when Steve starts canting his hips against someone because one time early on in their relationship, Steve accidentally came when he was dancing with Eddie, the pressure catching him just right and tumbling him over the edge, making a mess out of the inside of his pants. So sometimes Eddie drags him away because it "looks like you were getting close to embarrassing yourself, sweetheart."

Tonight, it's him, wanting Eddie's mouth on his, kissing him just right.

They never stray far away from each other, so it's only a few seconds before he's wrapping his hand around Eddie's wrist and dragging him off the dance floor, a startled, "Hey!" coming from the guy he was dancing with.

He pulls him out of the throng of people and presses him against the wall, needing to kiss him before they go.

Eddie licks into his mouth enthusiastically, their tongues tangling together, their hips grinding against each other.

He pulls away and pecks him again, sliding his hand from his wrist down to hold his hand.

They make their way out of the club and walk the short walk home.

Eddie kicks the door to their apartment closed as Steve pulls him inside, kissing him desperately.

Steve pulls Eddie's tight shirt off as they make their way to the bedroom, ducking his head to bite at one of his nipples.

Eddie moans, walking backwards and pulling Steve with him, bumping into the wall and stopping for a second to card his fingers through Steve's hair as he licks and bites his nipple.

"C'mon, baby, wanna get my mouth on you," Eddie says, pulling Steve's hair.

Steve pulls his mouth off Eddie's nipple and pulls his own shirt off, dropping it on the floor as he walks into their bedroom.

Eddie comes up behind him and undoes the button on his shorts, kissing his neck. He dips his hand inside Steve's shorts and groans when the only thing he feels is the fishnets covering his dick.

"You're so fucking slutty, not wearing any underwear to the club. Were you hoping someone would be bold enough to try touching you?" Eddie asks, rubbing Steve's cock through the fishnets. "Did you want someone to touch you like this? Or maybe you wanted me to do it. Rub your dick just like this with everyone looking at us?"

Steve just moans as Eddie touches him, behind him like he was at the club. He brings a hand up to grip Eddie's hair as he bites at the juncture of his neck.

He can almost imagine it, Eddie slipping his hand down the front of his shorts on the dance floor, palming his cock as he ground his hips against him in front of everyone there.

Eddie pulls his hand out of his shorts and pushes them off his hips. He turns Steve around and pushes him down onto the bed in just his fishnets.

Steve shivers as Eddie looks at him while unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his jeans slowly.

He puts his hand on his cock, stroking it through the fishnets, watching Eddie undress for him.

Eddie gets out of his jeans, pushing his underwear down and stepping out of those too. His dick is hard and weeping from the tip and Steve wants it in his mouth.

When Eddie climbs onto the bed, he covers Steve's body with his, their cocks brushing as Eddie kisses him again.

Steve sighs into his mouth as Eddie grinds his hips down, the fishnets rubbing against his cock deliciously.

Eddie pulls back and slides down his body, making good on his promise to put his mouth on Steve.

He laps at Steve's cock through the fishnets, getting them and his cock wet with his spit. He sucks at the head through the stockings, tonguing the frenulum. Steve groans out loud, his hips twitching up.

Eddie mouths down the length of his cock, his tongue licking every inch of Steve's cock.

He pulls back and puts his first two fingers from each hand through the fishnets covering Steve's cock and pulls at the fabric, the muscles in his arms bulging a little as he rips them open.

Fuck, that's so fucking hot.

Steve watches as Eddie licks the wet tip of his dick, so wet it's shining with precome and Eddie's spit.

"Fuck, mommy," Steve moans, and -

Wait.

Eddie snaps his eyes up to him, unfiltered joy on his face as he giggles.

"Mommy?" Eddie asks, the smile on his face wide as Steve flushes with embarrassment.

Fuck, he was just thinking earlier that Eddie says that whenever Steve does something hot and Eddie did something hot and some wires got crossed.

"I did not mean for that to come out of my mouth," Steve says, dropping his head back on the pillow and groaning. Eddie's gonna make fun of him forever for this.

"No?" Eddie asks, climbing up the bed to drop his weight on top of him, his hard dick pressing into Steve's. "No secret mommy kink brewing under the surface?"

"I've got mommy issues, not a mommy kink," he says, spreading his legs and reaching down to wrap his hand around Eddie's dick.

"Why don't you try it again? Maybe you'll - what did you say earlier? - you'll discover a new kink?" Eddie says, thrusting his cock into Steve's grip.

Steve hums thoughtfully. "I don't know, it kind of sounds like you want me to call you mommy. Is that it?" he asks, tightening his hand around Eddie's dick. "Mommy."

Maybe it's not his thing, but Eddie's dick twitching against his hand tells him that it might be Eddie's.

"You wanna fuck me, mommy?" he asks in a breathy voice and Eddie groans.

"I so didn't want this to be my thing, but it's kinda doin' it for me," Eddie says, moaning when Steve thumbs at the head of his cock.

"I fucking knew it!" Steve croons.

Eddie says, "Alright, alright, lap it up, pretty boy. I'm gonna fuck your brains out and you're gonna call me mommy while I do it. Is that okay with you?"

Steve nods and says, "Whatever you want, mommy," spreading his legs further.

Eddie grits his teeth and grinds his cocks into Steve's hand. His cock fucking drips precome onto Steve's pubic bone.

Eddie sits up between Steve's spread legs and reaches over to grab the lube from the nightstand. He sets it down before he rips Steve's fishnets open more at the crotch so he can fuck him with them still on.

He grabs a pillow and they move so that Steve can shove it under his hips.

Eddie looks at him splayed out before him, eying the base of the plug Steve put in earlier and grins at him.

"God, I fucking love you," he says, sliding his hand between Steve's legs. "You're such a slut. Is this what took you so long in the bathroom earlier?"

"Yeah," Steve says, groaning when Eddie pulls at the plug, stretching his rim on the widest part of it. "Wanted you to have easy access."

Eddie hums. "So I could have just slid this out of you in the club bathroom and fucked right inside, huh?" He fucks the plug back inside Steve a few times before pulling it loose.

Steve nods shamelessly. They've done it before, when they drag the game out too long, when Steve is near frantic with the need to get fucked. It's better to be prepared for it in case it happens again. As much as he loves getting split open on Eddie's cock, he prefers it when he's stretched out and ready for him.

Eddie coats his dick in lube and slides inside, pressing his hips flush to Steve's ass. Steve wraps his legs around Eddie's waist and slides his hand up his chest, thumbing at his nipple.

Eddie rocks his hips into Steve, fucking his cock in and out slowly, leaning over him to press their lips together in a slow kiss. It's gentler than Steve expected, considering how worked up they got at the club.

When Eddie pulls away, Steve says, "Thought you were gonna fuck my brains out, mommy?"

Eddie snaps his hips into him, drawing a sharp moan out of Steve.

"You're such a fucking brat," Eddie says, grinning down at him. He picks up the pace though, fucking into Steve faster and harder, making Steve cry out as he brushes his prostate.

"But I'm your brat," Steve says with a moan.

"Yeah, you are," Eddie says, getting down on his elbows to fuck into Steve with sharp snaps of his hips.

Steve tangles his hands in Eddie's hair, dragging him down into a kiss. They pant into each others mouths as Eddie fucks into him roughly.

"Mommy," Steve says into Eddie's mouth, groaning when Eddie bends further down to bite and suck at his neck. He sucks a bruise onto Steve's collarbone - the stinging pain as he bites at the bruise makes Steve's cock leak precome from the tip.

Eddie pulls back, reaching down to play with Steve's cock as he fucks him, jerking him with a tight grip.

"Mommy, mommy, mommy," he chants in time with Eddie's frenzied thrusts into him. His cock is pressing right against his prostate as he thrusts shallowly inside, making Steve throw his head back as he shudders and moans.

"God, baby, you sound so good. You like coming apart on mommy's cock?" Eddie dips his head again and licks up Steve's neck.

"I love it," Steve moans. "Love mommy's cock."

Eddie groans, his hips humping into Steve.

Steve's tensing up as Eddie's fist works the head of his cock, crying out as he comes, spurting over Eddie's hand and his stomach, dripping onto his fishnets. He shudders as his cock twitches and sputters in Eddie's grip, still split open on his mommy's cock, hole fluttering around it.

Oh fuck, this is going to be a thing for him too, isn't it?

He sobs through his orgasm as Eddie keeps fucking into him, keeps grinding his cock into Steve's clenching hole, chasing his orgasm.

Eddie's hips still as he comes inside Steve, filling him up, his come painting his insides.

He shivers at the feeling, at the knowledge of how deep Eddie's come is inside him.

Eddie presses his weight into him as he kisses him, stroking a hand up Steve's sweaty chest.

They come down together, exchanging soft, slow kisses, Eddie's cock softening inside Steve.

Eddie pulls away from the kiss and asks, "Did I convert you?" a cheeky grin on his face.

"Was this your plan all along? To get me to slip up and say it because you're into it?" Steve asks, exasperated.

Eddie laughs. "I genuinely did not know I was into it when I jokingly called you mommy."

"Well, mommy, since it's your fault we realized we were into this, do you wanna eat your come out of me as an apology?" Steve asks, raising his eyebrows.

Eddie groans. "Oh, you have no idea how much I want that, sweetheart," Eddie says, licking his lips.

[foodsies4me]

End of the Year Fic Recs!!!

thank you @echo-bleu for tagging me! <3

I adore this as a game because I love reccing fics (and really should do it more often because So. Much. Good.Fic). This is going to be all shadowhunters I'm afraid though because I am still very much in the shadowhunters brainrot stage and haven't read much of anything else. (Also, sorry to those I haven't left a comment for yet, I WILL, spoons have just been low this year...) Also, I'll try to keep it to one rec per author because there are so many wonderful authors, but definitely go check the other fics of these people (if you haven't already) they're all excellent.

Recommend up to 5 series or multi-chapter fics from 2023 that everyone should read (multi-year WIPs count, if the last update was in 2023).

Running from the Night by @to-the-stars-writing. My forever fic spouse and the fic I reread themost this year goes to the fantastic, angsty Alec goes to live in a small village to get away from the Clave because the poor dude is traumatized fic from to-the-stars. This fic is my fics spouse (yes I got @to-the-stars-writing's permission to marry this fic) and I love, love, love it so much.

Flames to Embers by @notcrypticbutcoy: teenage!Alec is poofed into the timeline of his older self and it is lovely, sad, and heartwarming all at the same time. Also, teenage Alec is delightfully grumpy and Adult Alec is even more delightfully Done with teenage!Alec's grumpiness.

starshine and moonlight by she_who_reads (all_fandoms_reader) A three +1 fic where Alec isn't enough until he finally is. This fic is angsty and delves into Alec's (not all that great) self-worth issues and it hurts. Might or might not have cried reading it.

The Warlock's Cat by @dreaming-marchling. I hesitated a while which one I should pick from Marchling, but I ended up choosing this one (that said PLEASE go read Bleed for Me as well it is so goooood). The Warlock's Cat is a delightful "Alec gets turned into a cat and ends up in Magnus's care" fic. I adore it, and while it has its angsty or whumpy spots, it's mostly a nice, feel-good read.

Magnus Bane: Menace by AceOnIce To give some reprieve from all of the angst in this list, here is a fic of pure, unabashed fluff. Starring: Warlock Alec and Shadowhunter Magnus, the latter of which writes some truly ridiculous mission reports to HOTI Ragnor's grief.

Recommend up to 5 single chapter fics/one-shots (long or short) from 2023 that everyone should read.

The river cannot go back by @lawsofchaos1. Alec being Alec and completely in love with Magnus which leads to him committing treason like it's nothing. It is a short, brilliant fic that had me screeching like any @lawsofchaos1 fic does.

I'm finding it hard to breath by Honey_Hued_Hermes This one is pretty heave, but it does have a Hopeful Ending. Alec never promised he would tell Magnus if things ever got that bad...and sadly they do. Diving into Alec's Suicidal Thoughts and his Self-Harm tendencies.

A Most Fundamental Truth by autisticalec A missing scene from 2X10 when Alec tells Magnus that he's never been as terrified as when he feared Magnus had died from the Soul Sword. This one-shot dives into the "Alec was really very not okay emotionally" in this scene, so go read it!

The Difficult Task by @dani-dabbles: Another Alec is going through it emotionally fic (there are quite a lot of these on this list I just realized, oops). Thankfully, Magnus is there to offer support when Alec needs it because Magnus is still the best boyfriend. (also the repeated "not good enough"is evil and I am suing for emotion damages, please and thank you very much)

come to me (in the night hours) by @moonlight-breeze-44 Izzy is a supportive sister and is there emotionally for Alec right before his wedding to Lydia. This fic left me feeling all sad and weepy. This fic is technically part of a series, but as no other parts have been posted yet I am posting this in the one-shot part.

Recommend up to 5 fics NOT from 2023 that everyone should read (oldies but goodies).

I've Always Dreamed of Meeting Someone Like You by ColorfulWarlock A non-magical Alternate Universe this time around. Single-dad, fashion designer, and CEO Magnus needs someone to draw his designs for him after a hit-and-run leaves him unable to draw for himself. Insert Alec, the wonderful babysitter, and game designer who seems to understand what Magnus envisions and draw them into reality!

Angelus ex Machina by BlueA The series starts with the sudden disappearance of demon activity and the way that lack of activity impacts the local Shadow World. I love the way the parabatai bond is portrayed in this fic (especially in the third installment).

through the fire and pain by alxndrlightwoods is another parabatai-bond deep-dive that goes deep into how a parabatai bond can change shadowhunters. It also explains why, if parabatai are so powerful, there aren't that many of them. Love this fic!

i cannot touch because they are too near by @faejilly nobody manages to write poetry without writing poetry quite like @faejilly for me, seriously the words are always so beautiful I am in awe. This fic has to be my absolute favorite though because deep-dives into the parabatai bond are interesting to begin with but the way Jilly decides to do so in this fic makes it go from interesting to absolutely brilliant.

Greater Love Hath No Man by @lawsofchaos1 Okay, I lied, here is a second Laws fic, but considering this fic led to the demise of my laptop, I felt that it deserved to be on the list. (No, that wasn't a joke). Dad!Alec is forced to send baby!Max away to a warlock orphanage when his magic grows too strong for him and leaves him injured. The pain is real and it is excruciating, tissues are advised.

Recommend up to 5 of your own fics (completed or WIP) from 2023 that everyone should read.

As much as I adore reccing fics, doing self-recs is awkward, so I'm going to keep this to one rec before I combust into flames.

All Was Golden (everyone has probably read that one already because it's my most-read fic which makes this slightly less awkward than reccing any other of my fics.) Anyway, soulmate AU with a kind of ugly meet that has some angst.

Tagging, without any kind of pressure, the authors I tagged in the rec-list (if they haven't participated already) as well as @miss-mouse.

[a-killer-obsession]

Wavelengths [Killer x Reader, Heat x Reader]

🔞 Minors DNI 🔞

A search for a rumored Vegapunk weapon leads the Kid Pirates to an unexpected new crewmate, with a bloodlust that rivals their own and an incredible power.

CW: Please check AO3 for all current warnings, but general warning for smut, slow burn, serious gore, and really dark themes. AFAB reader, she/her pronouns.

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Chapter 8 - Sorry

You show off your skills, and Kid gets sick of living with toddlers.

WC: ~4k

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You had gone to bed angry, and now, woken by the ship's bell, you were waking up even angrier. You tossed your seastone chunk into your side table drawer and grabbed your mask, jamming it on your head a little too hard. You were wearing a set of baby pink, satin pajamas - a matching tank and shorts combo. Not super ideal for fighting, but if the use of the bell here was anything like on a marine ship, you didn't have time to find anything better, you needed to focus on your weapons. The ship was out in open sea, which meant the bell could only be one of two things: a seaking, or an enemy ship. If it was the latter you ran the risk of seastone bullets, or running out of stamina for your fruit depending on the enemy's size, so you hurriedly buckled your thigh holster for your dagger and pulled on your usual Vegapunk jacket, followed by the belt for your sword.

You hurried out to the main deck where the rest of the crew was gathering, weapons in hand. Kid was standing on the front upper deck, keeping watch of the situation and waiting for everyone to emerge before giving his orders. If it was a seaking he would have already been giving his orders, or dealing with it himself, so you guessed it must be an approaching ship. He caught sight of your purple hair as you arrived, and turned to yell down at you.

“Oi, new girl, come here,” he barked. You hurried up the stairs to the upper deck to stand in front of him, the obedient subordinate part of your brain thoroughly activated. You could clearly see now the two large marine ships that were on route to you.

“What can you tell me about those ships?” He said, pointing his metal hand in their direction. Killer was leaning against the railing behind him, with his arms crossed and mask tilted expectantly in your direction. You pouted at him and looked away, to where the ships were, adjusting your mask to scan through a few different views of it.

“The one on the left is an older model, standard issue three mast, wooden hull, about 50 crew, eight cannons either side, none at the front or rear. The larger is a newer model I don't recognise, but I can see it has a seastone hull. They started using those not long before I was benched to keep seakings at bay. I see ten cannons either side, stacked in rows of five, and three at the front. They're currently being loaded, you should prepare to send them back, the rounds are definitely metal”

Cannonfire rang out with a puff of smoke as the three rounds were shot, not quite in unison. Kid raised his flesh arm and sent them back with a flurry of purple sparks, and the frontmost mast of the larger ship cracked and fell sideways, a flurry of men shouting and scurrying to take cover as it fell.

“Good, what else,” Kid asked.

“About 200 men on that one, it'll be the harder of the two ships certainly,” you reported, “A two ship formation like that is likely going to try and blockade, one ship at our side and the other blocking our exit from the front, but I'm guessing you already knew that. I can take down the smaller ship, if you'd like. I can only perform Meteor Wave once during a battle though, it drains too much energy, but I'll be able to use focused attacks after that.”

“Do it,” he smirked, excitement bubbling at the chance to put his new weapon to good use.

“Before I go, I need you to warn your men,” you said sternly, “when we swap to the other ship, and I start making precise attacks, I won't be able to differentiate between us and them. You and Killer will be the only ones I'm able to recognise, because of your metal arm and his metal mask. I'll be swapping my mask to a setting that lets me zero in on their organs, I don't usually do that but with this many enemies in a small space it's the best way to stretch out my power in my current weakened state, by making sure I only need to use a small focused amount for each enemy. They need to stay clear of me, I won't be held responsible if I kill your men. I'm a weapon, after all. In future it shouldn't be a issue, but right now I'm not confident with my stamina levels”

“Understood, Yin,” Kid mused. In truth staying out of the way was something his crew was good at, they were pretty used to it with him. He could be a bit of a wrecking ball during battles when he let his devil fruit loose. “Head straight to the larger ship when you're done with the first, we'll meet you there”

“Aye aye, Captain,” you made a small salute, it was instinctual after your time in the marines, and turned on your heel to moon step away.

“Brief the men,” Kid said to his first mate without turning, his eyes fixed on your shrinking form as you approached the smaller ship. Enemy rifles were fired at you, but you gracefully dodged the bullets or deflected them and continued on your merry way, gaining height as you had the first day he'd seen you. “I want to watch my new toy in action,” he made his way to the very front of the ship, and jumped up on the figurehead skull, shoeing away another round of cannonballs before putting his hands on his hips proudly to watch you.

You arrived at the ship as Killer began to brief the rest of the crew, and Kid watched as you performed your flips and came barreling down towards the marine ship. He couldn't hear your attack call from this distance, but the audible crack of the ship and the collective screaming of men on board was clear. A wave of water rippled away from the ship, a shockwave from your attack, as you appeared in the sky again and made your way to the other ship. The larger of the two ships was considerably faster, and was quickly nearing the Victoria Punk as you approached it. The broken ship behind you finished cracking in half and the two sides fell away from each other, the masts breaking and falling to their sides as the halves began to sink. A few lucky men managed to board lifeboats, but most of them were screaming in the water as the downward pull of the sinking ship pieces began to drag them under and drown them. Kid let out a roaring laugh, what a wonderful sight.

The guns of the second ship were trained mostly on you now as you approached it, the Kid Pirates quickly approaching from the other direction and making preparations to board. It seemed the marines on this ship knew a little of your reputation, word of your escape had no doubt begun to spread in this area at least, a few marines screaming “It's Yin! Get the seastone!” as you adjusted your visor and landed gracefully on the deck. You wouldn't be surprised if this ship belonged to the base they had found you at, they were still within reasonable range of it for that to be true.

Like yesterday, you couldn't see the floor with your visor set to red. You could however see hundreds of sets of feet, and that was enough to show your where the deck was as you began your rampage. Focusing your strength into your legs, you let your speed carry you, zeroing in on every beating heart you saw and sending precise ribbons of concentrated vibrations directly into them, effectively bursting their hearts instantly, moving immediately to the next man before the previous had even finished falling. The Victoria Punk arrived and the Kid Pirates swiftly began boarding the marine ship, the tides of the battle quickly turned as the marines realised their plan to overwhelm and attack had been completely dismantled.

You couldn't see much of anything that would usually be visible, just hoping that Kid had adequately warned the crew, as you spread through the marines like a wildfire. You could faintly make out the scraps of metal flying around you as Kid used his devil fruit, Killer slicing through men like butter, and you noticed the three pronged trident that you knew belonged to Wire, which thankfully made three people you could recognise and not accidentally kill.

They made quick work of the marines, and when the numbers got low and you grew wary, you returned your visor to its default function and drew your sword, cutting through the enemies, who were clearly identifiable now, with the hard earned precision of someone who had been raised as a killing machine. The katana happily drank up its first taste of blood as you ran it through the ill prepared marines.

When the enemy numbers grew too few to properly engage, they were rounded up and executed, the defeated captain and first mate dragged back to Victoria for Kid to play with later. You wiped your blade on the shirt of a dead marine and sheathed it, pulling yourself to sit on the railing to watch the last few executions and yawning. Honestly, you were bored. They'd barely challenged you, even in your weakened state, and you'd come away with nothing but a few rogue splinters from destroying the smaller ship.

“Loot everything that's loose, and send this ship to hell,” Kid barked, turning to jump back on to his own ship, followed by the commanders, you included.

Killer was standing on deck, waiting for you when you got back. He began to speak to you as you passed by on your way to return to bed, “Good work out th-”

“Save it, Massacre Soldier,” you growled, “I'm not in the mood.” You slammed the door shut behind you as you entered the rear cabin, leaving Killer speechless on the deck.

“Fucccck,” Kid laughed, “she's fucking pissed at you man”

“Shut it, Kid,” he said flatly.

“What? Not in the mood?” Kid roared.

Killer tilted his mask towards Kid in expressionless anger and said nothing, storming off with a huff to his own room. Kid couldn't help but laugh, his best friend was never one to act pissy, he'd always been the more level headed of the two of them, but it seemed like Killer had been different since you'd come on board. He knew Killer well, and it was plain to him that his first mate was developing a soft spot for you, and it was pissing him off more than anything.

Several days later and you were still holding your grudge, and Killer wasn't budging on an apology. To be fair, he'd already apologized, but you didn't think it was good enough. There hadn't been a second reading lesson, you didn't even want to sit at the same dining table as him, let alone spend time alone with him. He'd hurt you deeply with his comment about trust, it was obvious to everyone. You were right though, they all knew it, except Killer apparently. It was clear you'd been working hard to build relationships, and you hadn't done anything to prove you were disloyal, and he'd even said that you were friends, but he'd acted like all that work was nothing. Not to mention the whole ‘raped by every man you've ever met’ thing, he had no right to lecture your about trust when you were fighting every instinct you had, every second you spent around the crew. You may come off on the outside as cheerful and easy going, but under that shell was a lifetime of trauma and distrust.

Heat had tried to mediate the relationship, every meal was becoming an awkward uphill battle, but you wouldn't give it up. You wanted a proper, formal apology, recognising that he understood why what he'd said had hurt you, but he wasn't willing to give in. Finally, after their third dinner in silence, Kid cracked.

“That's it, I can't fucking take sitting between you two fucking toddlers anymore,” he roared as he stood up suddenly, “Killer just fucking apologise already”

“Is that an order?” Killer replied sarcastically. You scowled at him.

“Yes its a fucking order, I'm sick of having to pussyfoot around the two of you. This is ridiculous, since when have I had to be the mature one” Kid grabbed each of you by your shirts and dragged you to both stand up. “The two of you are going outside and dealing with this, now” he growled. Killer slammed his fist against the table and stormed off, and you crossed your arms over your chest and slinked behind him.

You followed him to the front upper deck, far from the earshot of nosey henchmen or the commander on watch. The two of you stood in silence, staring out at the water. The air was burning with anger and frustration as the two masked crewmates refused to speak, till finally you got sick of the cold shoulder you were receiving.

“Fuck this, I'm going to bed,” you declared before turning to leave. He sighed and grabbed your wrist, finally softening.

“Wait,” he grumbled.

“Why bother?” You frowned, pulling your arm out of his grip and holding your wrist like he'd burned you, “you know, I really thought after the reading lesson that we had something, that we really could be friends. I've worked my ass off trying to earn this crew's trust since the second you met me. I have done nothing to earn your distrust, I have done nothing but work to build friendships here. And don't even fucking get me started on how hard it is to learn to trust you. I can't even see your face, and you want me to blindly trust you? You? A man? A man who could pin me and rape me at any moment like every other man I've had the displeasure of serving under. You've got some fucking nerve lecturing me about trust”

You were thankful that your mask was hiding the angry tears you bore as you poured out your pent up rage at him. He stared at you silently, mulling over your argument.

“You're right,” he sighed, taking a step towards you. You instinctually stepped backwards, away from him, so he froze in place, not wanting to further make you uncomfortable. You were right, one reading lesson couldn't stand up against a lifetime of abuse when it came to earning your trust, he didn't deserve your trust yet. Meanwhile you'd done nothing but show you could be trusted, and he'd entirely ignored it. He could see now why you'd been so hurt at his off-handed statement. “I'm sorry, I am, I can see now what a dickhead I've been”

You sighed and rubbed your arm, the air was turning brisk as the ship approached a winter island and you regretted leaving your jacket in your room. “I don't know shit about you Killer, but you know everything about me. I don't have anything to hide, I've bared it all to you willingly, but you hide everything. How am I supposed to trust you?”

“You're right, I get it,” he leaned back against the railing and crossed his arms, “I know I'm not exactly an open book, but I'm trying to be friendly, I am. I'm just- cold. I guess”

“You're not cold,” you said, stepping towards him and placing a hand on one of his crossed arms in a comforting gesture, “you're just… an introvert. A cold person wouldn't have offered to teach me to read or cook. I'm sorry too, okay? You don't have to teach me to read anymore, it's okay, maybe Heat or Wire will help me”

His head perked up at that. He didn't know why, but it hurt to think you didn't want him teaching you anymore. He'd enjoyed teaching you, it was rewarding for him. And in truth he really did want to consider you a friend, outside of this fight you'd been easy to be around and talk to, and he felt a solidarity with you given your twin needs for masks. Your reasons for them were different, but you understood what it was to need the mask, the sacred place it held for him. You could have snuck a peek at his face in the infirmary, but you hadn't even considered it, and he wasn't giving you the credit you deserved for that.

“No, it's fine, I want to teach you,” he quickly said. Your brows raised in surprise at the admission.

“Oh, okay then…” you replied softly. There was a long awkward silence before you suddenly realised you were still touching him, and you tore your hand away like you were at risk of hurting him, “Sorry. Uh… you can tell Kid we made up. I'm going to bed, goodnight, Killer.” You hurriedly turned and walked away without another word, a vibrant blush spreading under your mask.

“Goodnight..” he replied. He rubbed his arm where you'd been touching him, feeling suddenly cold at the loss of your soft, warm hand.

You were woken up early the next day by Heat knocking on your door. After almost two weeks out of lock up, combined with night watches, you'd started to shake off the sleep pattern that had been drilled into you by the marines, and started sleeping in a little. Not much, but enough that you wouldn't be aimlessly wandering around before breakfast anymore. Heat slid into the room without waiting for your response, closing the door behind him and sitting at the foot of your bed.

“Did I sleep through breakfast again?” You yawned. It wasn't like Heat to be in your room so early.

“Nah, but there's good news,” he smiled, “News Coo just came in, Kid wants to talk to the commanders. Which includes you now”

“It's too early for a meeting,” you rolled over and squished your face into the pillow, “tell Kid I died or something” you mumbled into it.

“No dice, little lady,” he gave you some playful shoves to roll you back over and you groaned, finally giving up and sitting upright. Your lilac hair fell loose around your face as you pouted at Heat, grumbling about human rights violations and sliding out of the bed. You started pulling off your pajamas, your breasts falling from your yellow satin tank top, and Heat blushed bright red. You were used to having no privacy, so it didn't phase you that Heat was sitting right there. He was happy though to see that they were beginning to fill out, and your limbs and face were noticeably less boney than they had been when they freed you. Heat was the only one who regularly saw you without the mask, but he saw how your eyes were less sunken every day.

You pulled a bra from a drawer and turned to him as you started putting it on, suddenly noticing his blush and where his eyes were fixed, “What did the News Coo sa- oi, my eyes are up here”

“SORRY,” he yelped, covering his eyes with his hands. You openly laughed at him.

“It's fine Heat, I'm just fucking with you, you can look,” you giggled. He peeked through his fingers and saw you now standing proudly in front of him in only your panties and matching bra.

You slid onto his lap, suddenly overcome by confidence after seeing his shyness, and pulled his hands from his face, resting them on your hips. “Do you not want to look at me?” You asked him in a sultry tone, your head tilted ever so slightly.

“I- of course I wanna look at you,” he said, turning even redder as he trailed his eyes down your front, before running back up to meet your [e/c] eyes. You were still holding your seastone, and he wasn't sure he'd ever seen your normal eyes so close before. He was a lot taller than you, so you had to look up at him. All he had to do was lean down just a little, and his lips would connect with yours..

“HEAT, WHAT'S TAKING SO FUCKING LONG,” Double banged on the cabin door and spooked you, quickly climbing off his lap and going back to getting dressed.

“FUCK OFF FATASS,” Heat yelled back, angry at the missed opportunity, “tell Kid to hold his fucking horses, we'll be there in a second!”

Heavy footsteps receded in the hall outside as Double left to return to the navigation room, and Heat sighed as you finished pulling on your shoes and picked up your mask. “Yin…”

“It's okay Heat,” you tilted his chin up gently with a crooked finger and looked into his sad eyes, before pressing a chaste kiss to the scar that ran over his cheekbone and rubbing your thumb over his chin, “later?”

“Okay,” he mumbled as you slipped your mask on and discarded your seastone. You took his hand and pulled him to stand, wrapping your arms around his waist in a quick hug. He held you there for a brief second before letting go, it was a quiet, tender moment that he wished could have gone on forever. Operation: Girlfriend had just been about finding a way to get his dick wet on the regular without paying, but the way you treated him with such softness, entirely unphased by his scars or his perpetually depressed expression, the way you hugged him so casually, you made his heart beat in ways he didn't think were possible. He was starting to feel like it was his job to make you feel safe and happy on this ship, every instinct was telling him to not let go, to hold you here, safe in his arms always. His face felt warm when you squeezed him a little tighter.

“Come on, Kid will bite our heads off if we don't get going,” he let go of your but held out a hopeful hand, and you took it willingly with a smile, letting him lead you out of the room. Your hand was so soft and small inside his cold, boney hand, it felt so fragile, so he held it with care.

[NEXT CHAPTER]

[blue-grama]

A good man is hard to find

OK, so this is nonsense, but you know what keeps coming to mind when I watch 4 Minutes? Flannery O'Connor.

For those of you who have not ever been an American high school student, O'Connor was a Southern Gothic writer of fucked-up short stories, and possibly her most fucked-up (and most read) was "A Good Man is Hard to Find." PDF here, for spoilers abound below, and if you haven't read it, it's really worth the 20 minutes, sorry for the mental damage. "A Good Man is Hard to Find" is the story of a family getting meaninglessly annihilated by an escaped convict on a road trip. They're all awful people (parallel #1) -- the kids are horrid brats, the parents are ineffectual, and the grandmother, our protagonist, is manipulative, querulous and nostalgic for a "better past" (It's the American South in the 1950s. The past was not better.) It's a brutal as hell story and there's no hope of escape (parallel #2, quite possibly). In the moments before the grandmother is shot, however, she channels a moment of grace, seeing the deep, almost mystical connections between herself and her killer. (Who, by the way is known as The Misfit, which so fits Tonkla and his isolated existence as Korn's dirty secret.) This grace does nothing to save her, but it there's a sense that it deeply unsettles the killer, who comments, “She would of been a good woman, if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.” (parallel #3, I'm looking at you, Pacharawit "Let me just redo everything as the oxygen runs out in my brain" Sriwatsombat.) Of course, I don't think 4 Minutes actually has anything to do with a 70-year-old story written by an Irish-Catholic from Georgia, other than in my own head and in the sense that every human has to grapple with morality and regret and our responsibilites toward one another. But I am very invested in where the writing of 4 Minutes comes down on morality and redemption. Is this Triage, with its infinite do-overs, or is it "A Good Man Is Hard to Find," where even the deepest of epiphanies can't save you? (And it's all sponsored by Durex... what a world.)

[mlobsters]

supernatural s14e1 stranger in a strange land (w. andrew dabb)

pre-ep recap being ac/dc shot down in flames much better fit than metallica's nothing else matters from 13x01 vibe-wise and matching the pace of the clips. good job, guys. and smooth segue to it being on in the car

s14e1 / the matrix

wtf jackles, what is this speaking voice/cadence. reminds me of keanu reeves?? usually when i make really out there sound associations, i'm a little high. but that is not the case today. he's acting more like an agent than neo, but getting the keanu vibes :p i can't think of what movie specifically i'm thinking of. the devil's advocate and constantine are the other two keanu movies i've seen a bunch, but i dunno

never good when i'm pulling a clip in the first few minutes 🥴 gonna be a 2-3 day watch i'm guessing.

also don't really understand the styling choices. i get that it helps make a big visual difference between michael and dean, but like. dude wasn't dressing like this old timey fancy man with a flat cap in the au world. is this 20s-ish? never seen peaky blinders but this seems kinda similar? reading about collar pins and bars now. lol

is this the grief beard i've heard about. well maintained, if so

MARY Sam, we’re gonna find him. Ketch is working that thing in London. Castiel is in Detroit. I know it’s been three weeks since Dean… Something will break. It has to. SAM Yeah. Yeah, you keep saying that.

so like why does sam need to be in charge and involved in this vampire thing with this bunker full of people? they were fully self organized and fighting before they came here. even if sam is de facto leader for whatever reason; delegate, my guy. no help to anyone if you're not sleeping. call jody in, i bet she could talk some sense into him. also vaguely funny that we're all Team Family Go! but the family i connect with the most for them is jody and her girls

CASTIEL Does any demon know where Dean Winchester is? KIPLING I’m sorry, did you just say you lost a Winchester? Because, one -- that’s… interesting. And, two, how is that you lost Dean? I thought the two of you were joined at the… [Kipling glances down in a suggestive way.] …you know, everything.

in a way i wish i could have watched this without any knowledge of fandom because my knee jerk response is, ew. because i just don't see anything between dean and cas, i have a hard time grasping they're even close, i've just tried to accept it because the show tells us all the time. but maybe i could have come around to it more if i didn't know about the screaming zeitgeist that is destiel. or maybe i'd have the same reaction, i don't know. but anyway perpetually disgruntled knowing that my reaction is always colored somewhat due to fandom. i try to watch objectively but i know my feelings on things outside the show color my feelings of stuff inside the show

oh, cas. what have you gotten yourself into this time.

mmmk

SISTER JO Why would he say “yes” to you? MICHAEL Love.

short and sweet

man i know jackles is trying to do something different but i do not enjoy the way he's speaking as michael. ok now i'm getting umm. brad pitt in interview with the vampire?? like when he's talking to what's his face. for the interview. lol. christian slater! kind of slow, flat fairly emotionless narration.

um. how in the world is nick's soul in his vessel? didn't crowley remake it or whatever? or did he not die at any point in the ... 7 years intervening between lucifer dumping him in s5 and getting popped back in during s12

from 12x13 CROWLEY I managed to pervert that spell. So your essence wasn't sent back to the cage, but instead, we found your discarded vessel a few years ago… repaired it, improved it, making it a fitting final home for the real you.

whatever, man. nothing makes sense to me anymore. also thinking about jimmy novak called being possessed by castiel like "being chained to a comet" - for all those years

NICK Ow. I don't get it. I don't understand how Lucifer could die and I could live. SAM Yeah, um… I think that maybe it's because the archangel blades were made to kill the archangel inside a-and not the person they, uh -- NICK Possesses and uses to almost end the world twice?

sure. SURE. that makes sense. not at all how anything else ever works on this show, but sure! i mean, i love mark pellegrino too but come on, guys.

SAM Stop saying that, please. MARY What? SAM “It's gonna be fine,” that everything's gonna be fine, we're gonna find Dean, and -- MARY We are. SAM You don't know that. Dean's gone, and we have no idea where he is or -- or if he's even still alive. You know, Michael could have… burned him out or… worse, and… MARY I know. I know he's out there, scared and alone. I know. I know he might never come back. Never think I don't know that. But -- I can't -- I have to think about the good, Sam, because, if I don't, I will drown in the bad. For Dean's sake, I can't do that. We can't do that.

that's fine and reasonable but it's also reasonable that sam doesn't want to hear a baseless placation.

jack getting a grandpa bobby now too apparently

completely zoning out on this demon monologuing. why did they bring the girl along who isn't a hunter. what happened to the devil's trap bullets? and couldn't they make the bullets made out of the angel blades they had on the au world? because with all the dead angels they surely must have a stockpile. wouldn't get this several minute action sequence with fake tension though so

SAM Enough! There will be no new King of Hell. Not today. Not ever. And if anybody wants the job, you can come through me. Understood? (breathing heavily) So, what's it gonna be?

lol okay

SAM It's the -- It's the magic egg that kicked Lucifer out of the President. I thought we could use it on Michael, but -- Ketch can't find it. So, that's another dead end, which is just awesome.

i'm glad the show remembered because i completely forgot about that thing. thanks for preemptively ruling it out

CASTIEL Sam, are you all right? SAM Yeah, I've been better. I've been worse. You? CASTIEL I'm -- I'm just sorry. I should never have gone to those demons. SAM Cass, I -- No, I-I-I don't blame you. I… Honestly, I-I wish I'd have thought of it first. If it meant finding Dean, I-I'd work with -- I'd do anything.

❤️ take what i can get. (still need to sleep, sammy)

MICHAEL Now, you -- you know exactly what you want. You don't pretend to want to help people or save the world. Your want is pure and simple and clean. And that's why you are worth saving. That's why we are going to work so well together. Because you -- you just want to eat.

LOL what. michael loves vampires!

!! omg lol i just reread my 13x23 with my whole "can't kill michael now that he's wearing dean" is that the whole reason we get pellegrino back as nick, so we can find out that archangel blades don't kill the vessel?? 😂

[pixelchills]

Not sure if you've been asked but have you read any good sun/moon or sun/moon/y-n fics lately or have any you recommend? I'm in the process of reading yours. So far so good!

Hi! Sorry it took me a couple of days to answer this, I had to actually think really hard of some of my favourite fics to recommend, as so many of the on-going ones have been abandoned for months, but I personally like multichapter fics over one-shots. So, anyways.

None of my recommendations are Sun/Moon/Reader fics, because I do not read reader-inserts. Besides one Solar/Reader fic based on my own AU, all the other fics are Sun/Moon (mostly romantic, but I have a couple of platonic ones I like as well!)

My current favourite on-going fic is "Yellow" by Haru1027: Moon gets a new human partner to do his nightly patrols with him, and Sun doesn't like how the girl acts around Moon. She is literally trying to steal Moon from Sun! Sun and Moon are in an established relationship here. I love this fic because Sun's anxiety, Moon's obliviousness, and the unnamed nightguard's character are so well written and I've been on the edge of my seat every time a new chapter gets posted because I'm so scared of what she will try to do next to mess with Sun's love. Moon is obviously a very adoring and loving boyfriend, but the girl keeps coming up with a lot of stuff that just stings right into poor Sunny's heart! (CW: Has smut in some chapters.)

The next fic I'm not completely sure if it's still continuing or not, since it hasn't been updated for a while, is "Runaway Robots" by Made_Of_Galaxies: Sun overhears that he and Moon are about to get decommissioned. Moon takes forcefully over their body, and runs away. The story focuses on their survival in the outside world; they need a place to stay, a way to hide, and a spot to charge. I love this fic because their relationship is so cute. Both of them are written in a way that I personally headcanon them to be, and they're just so sweet with each other my heart literally melts. The adventure and slight angst add nicely to the story.

The next fic is "Long Distance In The Same Body" by SplatteredRaccoon, though, I'm not sure if it has been abandoned. It has a short prequel, "I'll Be Waiting, When You Wake Up...". Sun and Moon lose their headlink connection due to their new body upgrades after the fire. Thankfully, the new staff is nice enough to gift them a phone! They start recording videos for each other. The fic is very cute and has that sort of silly miscommunication tease of both of them obviously pining over each other, but being too shy to admit it aloud. Some Sun-sided jealousy is added as well, which I always find interesting to read.

This one is not a ship-fic, but more of a parental/sibling relationship. "Big Brother Moon" by NightingaleWitch7: Moondrop is an advanced Daycare robot good at his job. But he starts to get stressed, and it ends up in an accident where the Daycare needs to be closed for a while, and his supervisor starts to look for another helping hand for him. Moondrop thinks he doesn't need it, but the higher-ups think the opposite. After sneaking around the Plex while being bored due to the Daycare being closed, Moondrop stumbles upon a small robot baby in his supervisor's workshop. He takes the baby to himself, eventually naming it Sundrop. Moondrop's caretaking code clearly was playing some tricks on him, as he tries to accompany himself with the new, adorable baby bot he literally stole while the Daycare goes through its renovations. Baby Sundrop is literally the most adorable thing in the world. This fic is very slow-paced, and I was actually struggling a little bit at first because of my short attention span, but now I'm waiting for the new chapters a lot because Moondrop is written in a very nice and funny way, and baby Sundrop really makes me want to get a baby robot on my own... XD

Another fic that can be read either romantic or platonic is a oneshot, "Be Still" by QueenEvac: Sun is ADHD and ASD coded, and can't sit still to appreciate the world around him. Moon helps him, and it is just so fricking cute.

Another oneshot recommendation is "Love of Mine" by RanniParty: This is literally in my bookmarks as "Re-read when u need fluff". After the fire destroys the Pizzaplex, Sun wakes up, but he is alone in his body, without Moon is his code. He grieves over his other half, only to see him walk through the door in his own, separate body. The fluff in this is so immaculately cute, this fic is my rainy-day saviour.

And here are some explicit/adult-content fics that I'd recommend for adult readers:

"Redeeming the Stinky Man" by quixotic_calamity: The Solar x Reader fic I mentioned. Now, as I am not a big fan of reader-inserts, nor am I into smelly mutants, but chapter 2 of this fic literally made me simp for my own stinky character. Quix did an amazing job writing him so well, and the story is set very nicely in the universe, even though it's mostly just going to be smut for the two last chapters. So far, Quix has only posted the first chapter, but I've already read the second one since she sent it to me privately, and it is very... interesting and Solar-like. Boy just needs a bath and a reward- I know this isn't Sun/Moon/Reader, but more of Eclipse/Reader.

Another smut fic from Quix is "Blackberries and Lavender", which I'll soon post separately as its own post too. This is also from my Animutant AU, and after reading it, I've decided to make it canon to the universe. It's a oneshot about Moondrop overcoming his trauma of 'being not pure' and hating his vagina due to the past he had with El Chip. Sunrise helps him to gain the trust and worth of his body back in a very Sun-typical way. The fic is absolutely adorable, and despite being a sex fic, it is so fluffy your teeth will rot worse than Solar. Sun and Moon are perfectly in-character, which makes it so perfect to fit the AU Canon.

The next, possibly still on-going(?) NSFW fic is "All's fair in Robo-Dicks and War" by LavalampGoldfish: This fic is, as the name suggests, technically about robot genitals. It's written from Monty's POV, but Sun and Moon play kind of an important role in this. Monty loses a bet and is forced to go to the weirdo-land (Daycare). When he sneaks in he sees Sun and Moon having sex. The fic follows Monty's inner and outer struggles of trying to understand WHY the Daycare attendants have dicks, who gave them to them, and can he have one too. The fic is so funny and well-written, I am in love how (to my own headcanons) accurately this fic describes the relationships between the characters. I would lie if I didn't say my own fic was inspired by some of the characteristics given to the characters in this fic. The parts where Sun and Moon show up are so adorable, Moon is SO overprotective of his precious Sunshine, and Sun just wants to be friends with everyone. I don't wanna spoil too much, but reading Sun and Moon from someone who dislikes them POV is a refreshing experience. The humour is really top-tier in this one as well.

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Here's my recommendation list, I hope you like it! :>

[nobodysdaydreams]

😭😔

Hi Milk! Thanks for the ask! Sorry for getting to this late. I also apologize for not having more tmbs content yet (I'll get there. Eventually). But since you asked me about Duck Boy (Daniel Jacobi), I thought I'd give you an update and some stuff that involves him specifically.

😭 angst or sad WIP snippet

Here's a snippet of Duck Boy talking about his best friend's death that I plan to publish soon:

"[...] She should be the one who’s here, but she’s not. I am. And it’s unfair, because I…I’m not like her. I can’t make up for all the bad stuff I did, because there was never anything good about what I did. I was the guy that blew stuff up. I destroyed things, and…people. Relationships. You can’t get any good out of that. [...]"

😔published lines or a section of a fic that was super sad, angsty, or difficult to write?

Now here is the official Duck Boy update. (DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T WANT SPOILERS). As you may recall from my last post, Duck Boy really screwed things up and refused to see the light. However, he does eventually come to the light in about the most chaotic way you possibly could (my reaction here for the wolf359 fans). To make a long story short, imagine the Curtain and Garrison divorce drama but 1000x worse than that. That's what happens with Jacobi and his boss, Kepler (aka Whiskey Boy). You see, he decides that since the opposing crew killed Alana Maxwell, his best friend, and Kepler put her in danger, it's only reasonable to threaten to blow up the entire ship and everyone on it (including himself) unless Minkowski (the person who shot Maxwell) agrees to shoot Kepler in the head. Kepler is completely shocked by this (I believe his exact words were "how could he? After all we've been through...") which...I don't even have time to detail how much of a loser Kepler is and how horribly he treated Jacobi, (especially by his behavior at his best friend's funeral) but he makes Duck Boy look like a saint. His surprise at this betrayal is completely unwarranted and entirely unjustified. Anyway, they get divorced and Jacobi eventually decides against killing everyone, forgives Minkowski and himself for the role he played in people's deaths, including Alana's, and finally starts acting like a good guy. But then the real bad guys show up, and a bunch of stuff happens but basically, Kepler has a sudden breakthrough, realizes he's been a complete fool, and realizes the only way he can protect Jacobi, Minkowski, and the rest of the crew and humanity is by pretending to be a bad guy who betrayed all of them, and then surprising the bad guys and sacrificing himself without telling anyone about it. Jacobi never finds out what he did (he begged Kepler to join him, but Kepler refused to make his performance believable and though Jacobi does go back to try to find Kepler in the aftermath, he can't and realizes he probably died).

Now, for my fic, I include a scene of Jacobi discovering the truth about how Kepler died and what he did for them. This also plays off a quote from the podcast where Kepler tells the crew that none of them really know him because the real Warren Kepler "died" in order to have this job. Here is a snippet from that. I was a little weird to write this because of how much time I spent not liking these two characters, but redemption arcs always make me happy when they're genuine, so here we go:

Once they had left, Jacobi sighed and looked up at the screen. He stared at it for a long while, not really moving or saying anything, letting what he’d just seen wash over him.

He’d known it was more than likely that Kepler was dead. He’d known when he’d searched and been unable to find him. No one else reported any sighting of him, so how he died was a mystery that Jacobi thought might be better left unanswered given the last exchanged he’d had with his former boss.

But at least he had the truth now.

Jacobi continued to sit in silence, letting the emotions roll over him. Though it was hard to tell exactly what emotion he felt in the moment. Kepler’s death didn’t exactly cause him grief (particularly because Jacobi remembered very well that way Kepler had acted at Alana’s funeral not to mention everything else he’d done), but it certainly didn’t make Jacobi feel particularly joyful. The man on the tape, whoever he was, the real Warren Kepler, the one who hadn’t destroyed himself giving everything to his job, the man who could make jokes as he waited to be thrown out of an airlock because he knew he’d saved what mattered… Jacobi would have liked to have known that man. Maybe he’d seen glimpses of him from time to time, but that wasn’t the same as knowing him.

And here's the full fic for those interested. Still updating it, but its almost done!

[agentnico]

The Fall Guy (2024) review

Reynolds is Free Guy. Gosling is Fall Guy. These Ryans are just such guys!!

Plot: After leaving the business one year earlier, battle-scarred stuntman Colt Seavers springs back into action when the star of a big studio movie suddenly disappears. As the mystery surrounding the missing actor deepens, Colt soon finds himself ensnared in a sinister plot that pushes him to the edge of a fall more dangerous than any stunt.

Ryan Gosling needs to do more comedies. Whether he’s the charming womaniser in Crazy, Stupid, Love, a bumbling private eye in The Nice Guys, a Wall Street snob in The Big Short or finding his inner Kenergy in Barbie, the dude’s got jokes. Not taking away anything from his stoic tortured turns in Drive and Blade Runner 2049, but I’m really enjoying this current Gosling trend of embracing the funny guy persona, as he’s easily a bonafide comedic star. His new studio vehicle The Fall Guy is yet another breezy, light-hearted entertainment given life by Gosling and co-star’s Emily Blunt’s wry comic timing.

Coming to us from director David Leitch, who’s had great success with action films the likes of John Wick and Bullet Train, he delivers here a true love-letter to the craft of stuntmen, with the crazy risks they take and how much work goes behind creating that spectacular action shot that is then seemlessly enjoyed by audiences on the big screen. And there are truly some incredible stunts showcased throughout this movie, and most of it being fully practical with only the smallest amount of CGI used. Its top notch action, with flawless camera work and some great cinematography that pays respect and also pokes fun at certain filmmaking techniques and cliches with a certain memorable sequence involving a very well choreographed split-screen scene. This boosted by a great soundtrack that includes a solid dose of Taylor Swift, I mean it’s perfect early summer blockbuster fun.

The plot is suitably nonsense (as fitting given its 1980s TV origins). Don't think too hard about it. If you ponder questions such as: what about the other witnesses? Can you recover from a broken back to that extent in 18 months? Would he have reported a crime that he was being framed for? When he goes through real windscreens, falls long distances onto hard surfaces, etc., how does he not break any bones? And so on.... well, it will spoil your fun. You can really easily knit-pick the hell out of this movie, but I’m sorry, I’m too busy listening to Ryan Gosling throwing one liners like “I’m gonna beat the shit out of him” multiple times to care for any logic or narrative prowess.

Speaking of Gosling, him and Blunt are the primary reason to see The Fall Guy. These two are both hilarious with their timing and delivery, however more-so they share this incredible chemistry that reminded me a lot of romantic comedies of the early 2000s, and it was truly delightful seeing a real rom-com that’s actually good in 2024! Honestly, even in moments of no dialogue, just when they're looking at each other, you'll know well enough they’re holding back so hard to not just snog the living skin off one another. Like these two want to bang. People were freaking over Glen Powell and Sydney Sweeney last year, well they can move over as Gosling and Blunt are now the new power couple! My apologies to their real life partners John Krasinski and Eva Mendes.

Look, The Fall Guy is in no way a masterpiece, but it’s super enjoyable and such a delightful watch where everyone is having a fantastic time. Shout out to other cast members Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Hannah Waddingham and Winston Duke all on top form. If you want an easy watch and a perfect date movie - you know what to do. As for me, I just really need Ryan Gosling to play a cool, down-bad simp every year in order to live.

Overall score: 7/10

[brendonloverurie]

what's your favorite TS album, lyric, song?

Lover is definitely my forever favorite, with Midnights coming in at a close second. ME! Is definitely my favorite song, because I'm as much Sinner (Panic fan) as Swiftie. And for favorite lyrics, It's hard to choose so I chose a "few" highlights.

"And if you come around saying sorry to me, my Daddy's gonna show you how sorry you'll be!"

"So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light, I'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight."

"I'm alone. On my own. And that's all I know. I'll be strong. I'll be wrong. Oh but life goes on. Oh, I'm just a girl, tryna find a place in this world."

"You never did give a damn thing honey, but I cried, cried, for you. And I know you wouldn't have told nobody if I died, died for you."

"It's strange to think the songs we used to sing, the smiles, the flowers, everything is gone."

"Our mamas smiled, and rolled their eyes, and said oh, my my my."

"Everytime you smile, I smile. And everytime you shine, I'll shine for you."

"When all you wanted, was to be wanted. Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now."

"Romeo, save me. They're tryna tell me how to feel. this love is difficult, but it's real." And "I got tired of waiting, wondering if you were ever coming around. My faith in you was fading, when I met you on the outskirts of town"

"All those other girls, well they're beautiful, but would they write a song for you?"

"She wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts. She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers."

"Hope you know this ain't easy, easy for me."

"I took a chance, I took a shot. And you might think I'm bulletproof, but I'm not." And "I take a step back, and let you go. I told you I'm not bulletproof, now you know."

"It rains in your bedroom, everything is wrong. It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone."

"I know you were on my side, even when I was wrong."

"I watched from a distance as you made life your own. Every sky was your own kind of blue."

"You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter."

"I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind."

"My mother accused me of losing my mind, but I swore I was fine." And "the girl in the dress cried the whole way home."

"I walk with my head down, trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you."

"I don't know what to say, since the twist of fate."

"Please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you."

Every lyric on "Better Than Revenge" because I worship that song.

"He will try to take away my pain, and he just might make me smile, but the whole time I'm wishing he was you instead."

"So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep. And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe. And I'll keep up with our old friends, just to ask them how you are."

"Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me, lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles." And "any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored."

"Maybe I've been going back too much lately, when time stood still, and I had you."

Every lyric on "Today Was A Fairytale" but especially, "fell in love when I saw you standing there." And "now it's getting so much clearer, nothing made sense till the time I saw your face." And "I can't put this down."

"I will follow you, follow you home."

"Flew me to places I've never been." And "and I realize, the joke is on me, hey!"

"Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place." And "so casually cruel in the name of being honest."

Every lyric in WANEGBT because that was my first T Swift song.

"Before you I only dated self indulgent takers, who took all of their problems out on me. But you carry my groceries and now I'm always laughing."

"Cause darling, it was good. Never looking down. And right there where we stood, was holy ground."

"Good girls, hopeful they'll be, long they will wait."

"It was a few years later, I showed up here. And they still tell the legend of how you disappeared. You took the money and your dignity and got the hell out."

"So dust off your highest hopes"

"He said, "look at you, worrying so much about things you can't change. You'll spend your whole life singing the blues if you keep thinking that way."

"There you'll stand, ten feet tall. I will say, I knew it all along."

"Everybody here was someone else before."

Every lyric on "Blank Space" because before ME! came out, that was my favourite.

"So It Goes, he can't keep his wild eyes on the road."

Every lyric on "Out Of The Woods"

"Let me remind you, this was what you wanted, you ended it. you were all I wanted, but not like this."

"So if you're coming my way, just don't."

The entire bridge for "Wildest Dreams"

"That's how it works, that's how you got the girl."

"In silent screams, in wildest dreams."

"Rain came pouring down, when I was drowning that's when I could finally breathe. And by morning, gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean."

"You two are dancing in a snow globe round and round."

"Cause baby I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me."

"I've been looking sad in all the nicest places."

"Knew I was a robber first time that he saw me. Stealing hearts and running off and never saying sorry, but if I'm a thief then he can join the heist and we'll move to an island."

The entire chorus for "I Did Something Bad"

"I get so high, oh!"

All of "Delicate"

"All I think about is karma." And the whole bridge.

"I'm so chill, but you make me jealous." And "come here, dressed in black now, so, so, so it goes! Scratches, down your back now, so, so, so it goes!

"If you've got a girlfriend, I'm jealous of her. But if you're single, that's honestly worse." And the bridge.

All of Getaway Car!

"King Of My Heart" bridge!

Every word of "New Year's Day" because it hurts to good to be real.

All of the album Lover. Every song, every lyric, every sound is magical and heavenly to me.

"Roaring 20s, tossing pennies in the pool."

All of "Cardigan"

The LGAD bridge.

All of "Seven"

The end chorus of "August."

"They told me all of my cages were mental, so I got wasted like all my potential."

"Illicit Affairs" bridge.

"Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire. Chains around my demons."

All of "Hoax"

All of "Champagne Problems."

Every word of "Gold Rush" because. Because.

"So I'll go back to LA, and the so-called friends who'll write books about me if I ever make it."

"The stars in your eyes shine brighter in Tupelo."

"And the skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to f*ck this up."

All of "Long Story Short"

All of "Right Where You Left Me."

The extra lyrics in All Too Well (10 minute version.)

And all of Midnights, because I'm in my Midnights era now.

Sorry for the long reply, It was not supposed to get this long, but I'm glad it did. I like getting asks and I don't get nearly enough nice ones. Thank you. (You don't have to read all of this though. 🤭)

[1d1195]

Yeah it's not an option completely ruled out....I will always be open to company, like I said, I wanna make friends everywhere I go..but just for the sake of mental health I guess, its not something on my to do list, does that makes sense? But thank you, I really appreciate the hope, I feel like it's such a blessing to be a best friend as much as it is to have one 💓

Time...well I only hate it when I feel like I have wasted it...I really understand what you meant by not feeling old but feeling like you are short of time....in the hindsight I know logically I'm only 19, there is so much left, but then I'm like "Did I do the right things when I was 10, 13 or 16? Will I still get to experience that?" Its more based on "was this time spent purposefully, did it make an important impression". That's the main reason I wanna experience it all cause then I can have that proof of presence, if something good happened before, it will happen again, do not be worried, if something bad happened before it could happen again, do not be ungrateful.

Tiktok is banned in my country😭 I do check insta but only when its like super duper positive and stuff...most of youtube is filled with productive life style motivation vlogs....I miss physical books, I am a hoarder for them and I haven't read a novel in like 4 months my hands are itching, I am, though, finding good recommendations for after exams so if you have them, let me know...and please do take breaks I can't imagine how much mind power it takes to do maths all day everyday...kudos for that 🫠🙃

My week is already made with THAT TRADITIONAL ONE SHOT EICJIEOSJDIE...I died, they're my absolute favourite, she is such a sweetheart honestly and harry is gone gone for her...I feel like you portray Niall and Louis so amazingly its like they must be just like that irl, like a comfort pillow 🤏✨🫶

-🧸

I totally get what you mean about it not being on your to do list. It's hard to set out and be like, "I'm going to find my best friend today." It doesn't really work that way. You don't want to force it. So I totally get it. I've mentioned it before on here, but even though I told you about my best friend, I don't think I'm someone's best friend. I'm always second-best. Or tied. Or something. It's hard. I know you'll find someone. It's going to be wonderful 💕

You seem way wiser than I am. I'm nearly a full decade older than you. I don't think about 10, 13, 16 year old me much more. Other than she was quite sad and lonely and she would be pretty proud of me now. It's a little freeing, so maybe that's something to look forward to as well as you age. I'm sure 30 year old me will look at 20 year old me and think she was an idiot.

Fascinating about TikTok in your country. It's probably better that you focus on positivity. I am actually very negative by nature, believe it or not (#trauma) this blog is where I'm most positive. I save all my positivity and hope for you and my other followers 💕

I am reading a TERRIBLE book right now. It's extremely traumatizing and I'm only like a third of the way through wouldn't recommend it to anyone. Idk how it was a pick of the month at the bookstore (I do, it's probs really well-written) but idk why I bought it. My goal is to read all 35 books I have had sitting on my bookshelf by the end of the year so I know that hoarder life too.

The math I do is pretty basic I think. It's teaching the kids the math that make my brain hurt hahaha

I would die for any member of 1D no questions asked, but Niall and Louis would be my best friends, I'm sure. I would do anything for them and I like to believe they're similar to how I write them irl.

Glad you liked Traditional good to know they're you're favorite! 💕💕 Sorry for the long reply, I hope you're having a good day/week!

xoxo

[graph100]

cubing community the typa shit to ground you back to reality. like im a queer little fuck obsessed w irregular art jazz and such and like i wanna find out if i should spend 25 usd for plastic cubes and they hit me w the

wide aspect ratio

depth of field

good lighting

short videos

choppy editing (sometimes)

smooth shots

cisgender heterosexuality (not directly stated, heavily implied)

regularness

like that shit feels so regular (neutral connotation). like. whats with all the dudes. like the guys. why are there 12 y.o. kids who arent doing cringecore cringe. these videos, theyre of a sensable length. there are european accents, but they arent gay asf

watching the yoo cube guy (i forgot his name sorry) is so humbling to me cause like.. his stuffs so like.. regular guy shit. and like go off for it. just a tonal whiplash from watching a 2+ hour video essay art piece about orson wells (welles? idk. the movie guy).

shit got me fucked up going from watching videos about big transgender to best budget 5x5 2023

definitely wish there was more representation in the cubing community. like we got plenty of women and non-white people but wheres the fags? wheres the trans mfs? i need more video essays on rubiks cubes. cubing historian goes hard asf

cubing community if personified the type to not get modern art, but still be fine with like jackson pollock being taught to kids. thinking that homophobia is bad but not really doing anything abt it type beat. pronouns in bio exclusively during 2020-2021 type beat. cant tell if i love it or hate it.

i think that the things mentioned above aren't necessarily good things, but i don't think that they're terrible wrongdoings. just wish there was more spice tho. it doesn't really matter. but i guess all representation doesn't really matter. like, it's not the end of the world if all art is portraits of white ppl, but like it kinda fucking sux being not white and only seeing white people paintings (note: im white this is just what ive heard is true dont kill me)

i mean shit, if the little 20-30-smth cishet man dude guy tells me that the funky magic cube is good, thats what i came here to find out. i just think that there are bigger possibilities.

ordered a 5x5 today (yesterday maybe. its 3 am) so maybe ill review it. yall'll be the only ones who know about like me me (im not really out). maybe its like representation steganography.

[vinetae]

OhMyGod these last two updates! Bestie, you are selling yourself short!Your dialogue isn’t bad at all. Eeep for a second, I thought, jimin hadn’t heard the chatty Cathy’s. Feels like things are getting a bit confusing for two out of the four. Jimin seems fine? Jungkook just seems to go with the flow, the other two are the confused ones. Thank you for the updates 💜

Thank You so much! These replies seriously help me to not just quit on the whole thing. I guess you're your own worse critic. There are defiantly gonna have to be some very strict boundaries. Especially between Taehyung and Y/n haha. Jimin's got more than he lets on for sure! Jungkook just watches from the side learning what all not to do to piss off Jimin. He's still a little apprehensive around Y/n. He's just sitting back, knowing what buttons to push and not push for both Jimin and Y/n.

Honestly I had no clue that a year later I'd be making the 'Movie Nights' one-shot a whole damn SERIES. It's really hard to find the right plot twists and dialogue to set the scene for a good chapter. (Especially when you're only used to writing really steamy smut 😏)

These replies really help me continue this series, so Thank You so much for putting the time and effort into writing back! It's always so hard to consider myself an adequate writer because you look around and see everyone else's posts that you feel are ten times better than you could ever write. It really puts you into a huge depressive state, you know? It's like- You love drawing, but when you see other artists on YouTube doing it and they're 100 times better, it makes you feel like giving up sometimes. Just have to remember to try not to compare and focus on your own stuff.

Also, I'm sorry if the chapters feel so short! I'm the kind of person where it has to be broken up many times, and (I'm a little addicted to making those banners for each chapter!). But I do add a 'next chapter' button at the bottom, because in other fics -that are super amazing and I'm not trying to bash anyone- I saw how it was at the beginning of a 10k word fic and I just didn't feel like scrolling all the way up to the next chapter 😂

Thank You again! It's been a very hectic week and I'm going to a concert tonight but I'll try to update quickly later this afternoon.

Thank You for all of your support! I really wish we could send out virtual hugs <333

[amaranth]

love words (220813 hpf)

[shiggyscumrag]

VALENTINES DAY SPECIAL

I'm sorry this is so late...it's just a lot lol.

AOT ( their top kinks/toys )

Eren Jeager

The Sadist inside of Eren loves when he uses whips, handcuffs, ball gags, and vibrators to the point you cry on his cock.

Reiner Braun

Marking you <3 he would love to bite you all over and leave hickey trails all over your body. Would use skin safe wax. It's just another way to mark you up.

Erwin Smith

Would love tying you up. Tying your legs above your head to the bed frame is his favorite position to put you in. So basically ropes and handcuffs are his favorite toys.

Jean Kirstein

Overstimming you is his favorite past time. Watching your body shake and hearing the beautiful whimpers and cries of pleasure gets his cock harder and harder by the minute. Loves using endless amounts of vibrators all over your body.

Connie Springer

This fool loves getting praised. 10/10 has a praise kink. He loves when you tell him how good his cock feels and how much you love him and how good he is. He would get pegged...that's his fav toy <3

MHA ( favorite body parts )

Izuku Midoriya

he's a leg kinda guy, let's be honest here. he just finds your legs so sexy. always stares at your legs while you walk. of course, he loves the rest of your body, but your legs are just perfect to him. he also loves how flexible they are. loves stretching them above your head and biting at your calves while he fucks you into next week.

Katsuki Bakugo

your ass <3 no, but like he loves your ass, little, big, no matter the size he loves it. he loves using your ass as a pillow after long workdays. he just loves how squishy and soft it is. he would purposely buy you form-fitting pants, skirts, dresses, etc just so he can see your ass. god forbid if he caught anyone staring, they would be dead meat. would grab at it all the time. your cuddling? hand caressing your ass. you're walking down the street? hand on your ass. you're going to sleep? a hand must be on one, if not both of your ass cheeks. he's obsessed. god he loves hitting it from the back specifically cause he can see your ass jiggle and it turns him on so hard. loves doing back shots and watching the cum drip down your ass. will spank your ass cheeks red, you have been warned. would 10/10 leave bite marks and hickeys on your ass.

Kirishima Ejirou

tummy and thighs <3 he would kiss all up on your tummy. would squish your rolls from time to time and saw how cute he thinks they are. loves rubbing up all on your thighs. he loves how soft they and squisy they are. marks your thighs up so that when you wear your shorts, skirts, or shorter dresses they show. he loves showing others what's his, and whats a better way than marking you up for everyone to see. loves when you suffocate his head between your thighs when he's eating you out. it's like he's in heaven whenever he is between your thighs. LOVES when theres a little bulge in your tummy where his cock shows.

Aizawa Shouta

necks and jawlines. loves seeing you in the pretty necklaces he buys you. loves seeing his hand around your neck and he's bent over you fucking you silly. loves fucking your pretty little throat and seeing his cock bulge in your neck. marks your neck up all the time. as soon as one mark disappears he adds two more. loves kissing up your neck to your jaw.

Fat Gum

your boobassss!!! jkjk...unless??? he really likes your boobs. would literally have your tits in his mouth 24/7 if he could. his whole hand could cup your entire boob. he would ask constantly if he could take some weight off your chest by being your personal bra. loves when you wear anything form-fitting and that shows your busty tits off. loves when they're out, especially the night after he marked them all up nice and pretty. god, he'd be on his knees for you if you had nipple piercings. would pay for you to get them if you'd like them.

Todoroki Shoto

hips. he loves to watch how your hips sway while you walk. loves grabbing them with a bruising grip as you grind all upon him. loves holding your hips while he fucks you back onto his cock. marks up your hips not only with his mouth, biting and leaving hickeys, but with his nice veiny hands.

HAIKYUU!! ( top turn on's )

Oikawa Toruu

loves when you mark is neck up. he loves being able to show off his marks with his jersey as he plays. he also loves when you grab him by his neck while you kiss/make out with him.

Ushijima Wakatoshi

he loves when you look up at him with your cute puppy dog fuck me eyes. loves as you always maintain eyecontact as he fucks you stupid. loves when tears eventually gather at your lashline.

Iwazumi Hajime

when you come onto him first. loves when you cup his cock n his pants and beg for him to fuck you dumb. the more you beg the better. loves that when he eventually fucks you he wipes away the tears as you praise the way he fucks you. loves the way you sob and thank him for fucking you.

Tendou Satori

loves when you grind all up on him. loves grinding his cock against your ass. Tendou would eat your ass. He's a crazy son of a bitch of course he would eat ass.

Bokuto Kotaro

loves it when you grind yourself on his thigh. Or just sit on his lap in general and he will be hard as a rock. He just loves when you're on top of him. Would beg you to ride him all the time. He would never force you of course, but would beg nice and pretty so how could could deny him.

[kakubun]

itching hands

pairings: bonten x chubby!reader

a/n: this was supposed be for december but i'm impatient🕴

warnings: suggestive, bonten

life with bonten series

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these men will bark at you if you ever had the time to be insecure about yourself

hold on tight to your seat cause i'm sure these executives won't let you

especially these easter egg mfs, you never know what's in each of these peoples' minds

sanzu

he lets a lot of things slip from his mind and specially his comments about you

he ranges from thirsty to intense staring at any part of your body where if i say so, it's gonna be a lot more pg

eventhough he's weirdly obsessive of how you look, he means good! it's just that his lameo ass can't say or spell it out to you without sounding like a pervert

he enters your apartment in search of any of the haitani brothers to pick up their report on the last mission and maybe you so he could easily find the two since they always muted their phones when busy.

at first, he wanted to reward himself with a little something since he did a little running around here and there, why not look into your fridge? he slowly opened it because of instinct and almost fell on his knees when he saw sweet cakes topped with icing. he reached out to it as if it's begging for him to just eat it up and he drooled with how soft it looked but a grab to his wrist startled him when he looked at the person in alarm, a quirk of your eyebrows immediately lead him to explain what he's here for.

"uh searching for haitani- by the way can i eat that-" you wiped his drool that ran down his chin with a tissue hastily, in full exaggeration the bright pink haired man is an absolute sweet tooth. he finally let his eyes set on you and he looked comedic with his wide eyes when he looked down at your soft thighs in the comfy shorts you wore.

you ignored his staring and sighed, pointing to the label of the sweet cake which had rindou's name on it but you changed your mind due to said man pouting and took out the cake and peeled off the label, offering to sanzu who drooled again but he doesn't know what's his drooling for anymore (rindou can always order another cake anyways). you closed the fridge and stretched, moving into the living room to lay on the sofa.

he felt content with his dessert, all he needed was a place to sit and he just felt that the perfect place was between, between, man he couldn't help it but stare at plushiness of your thighs. he wanted to bite it.

"can i lay myself between your thighs?"

a silent staring contest was held maybe, if people were to walk in at the moment but with a smirk you patted yourself.

"go ahead darling"

after a while

"y/n did you ate my cake!?" rindou gruffly yelled out and he didn't know what did he just walked into, you brushing and massaging sanzu's head while he hums and kisses up your thighs with the empty plate near his feet and rindou massaged his temples to not drag the male between your thighs into a body bag.

but he failed so sorry sanzu.

ran walked in with an amused stare when sanzu haven't noticed them yet and y/n laughed to rindou who was starting to march up to sanzu to grab both his ankles.

ran lazily stumbled to the sofa with his legs spread while watching whatever the hell the two were doing when sanzu finally woke up from his fantasies, fly high sanzu🕊🕊

ran leaned in to whisper to you when you secretly recorded the fight, asking why you finally offered sanzu a place to lay when you didn't let him lay between when he asked you so many times. you looked over at him with your mischevious eyes and he knows damn well he needs to do more than just asking.

extra!!:

"WAAAHH Y/N THEY BULLIED ME !!" you don't if sanzu's faking his loud crying or not with tears begin to slip past his cheek when he pointed at the haitanis and rindou had no shame in admitting what he done when his older brother blinked in confusion.

you tried to hold in any chortles or laughter coming out because the pink boy had his worst when rindou bent his leg over his head while muttering how he should've killed sanzu from day one. you held out your arms and he immediately flopped you to the coach when he pushed and smothered into your scent.

the haitanis still don't why you adore that crazed man baby who likes killing people and making them confess their crimes, you said you found it really annoyingly cute that's why you had haru in your arms who nibbled on you like a baby.

just hope that the treatment with haru doesn't go on and on and you actually do something about it instead of kissing his tears away and cuddled with him.

kakucho

he feels disrespectful to how much staring he does to you on a daily basis

the way you walk, your hips popping and the curve of your hip dips makes him go crazy

he wonders if he could just hold onto your waist or just touch onto your hips, he might faint touching the roughness of your stretch marks as if he's been blessed by pure heaven

he's obsessed with how you present yourself to the others

if only he was a little more bolder, he could admire it closer if he just asked (?)

"have you taken an interest in y/n, kaku?" ran's eyes glanced at kakucho's hard staring at your crossed legs and he stopped, scoffing at ran's word but the older haitani had a plan up his sleeves.

y/n sat nearby kokonoi's table doing their own thing, looking like a sweet thing that had kakucho's glued on them that ran couldn't help pointing it out and it didn't help kakucho's poor heart when mikey suddenly interrupted the conversation.

"kakucho, please assist y/n on where's they want to go at the moment" it made kakucho perk up, startled by the sudden job of bodyguard and he looked back at ran who winked at him. no no no this isn't what he wanted, what was he planning?

it's annoying on how this puppy crush of his grew even more worse, your whole personality draws him towards you, making him feel like a kid again because of how nonchalant you are with him. he felt laidback being with you is like the calm after a storm with his work and shenanigans in bonten.

he watched from a distance when you looked over the things on your list, kakucho also gathered some of the things you wanted into a little basket and cancelling some out so you didn't have to get them anymore and you thanked him with your pretty smile.

he scanned the area around him and held himself back from punching when this one creepo think they're being sleak with how they kept eyeing you, kakucho either think he was a pick pocket or a flirt but he kept a good metres away from him to see what he was doing but he was ready to turn towards you if they got any closer.

you turned towards kakucho, waving your hand to come to you and he immediately went, feeling more pissed off towards the person creeping in on you slowly but he felt your rough palm on the skin of his wrist wrapping it around your waist. he unconsciously squeezed around you, pulling you close as he shot a nasty glare towards the person who backed off, seeing the intense look from the half blind which they didn't dare messing with.

you both walk away, heading towards the counter as you laughed behind the palm of you hand; still in position of kakucho tightly holding onto your waist where he panicked when he realized how hard he's latching onto you.

"hah~ you're so-"

still choking on your laughter, he akwardly shuffles to the side in embarassment and it added more fuel to the fire when he remembered how he held your waist and he excused himself before combusting in front of you and went away for a few seconds.

you have to say but you gotta thank ran for this plan, even if the creepo appeared out of nowhere, atleast you got to see how bonten nunber 3 reacts to his dream coming true~

kokonoi

he mostly admires you in silence and gets distracted if he ever talks to somebody

just his eyes trailing down every curve on your body and just daydreams about them (as in like cuddling pls)

the other executives would notice how his eyes are always on you in every meeting youre in and would tease him about it when you leave the room like ran would comment 'so thats where your head was this whole time hm?'

kokonoi love your pictures, he feels creepy stalking your pictures but he can't help but gush into the palm of his hand of your stunning you look, you make him faint whenever you had suprise pictures of you in dresses and he feel like his whole body is on fire.

ran taps the head of his pen to the temple of kokonoi's head and he slams his phone down and put on a poker face, it faltering when he clenched his teeth already knowing what's coming. ran sneered to how much of a simp he was and flicked the back of his head, pointing towards the door of his office; telling him any moment you're gonna come by and koko swats his hand away, knowing the haitani was just teasing him but his eyes nearly bulged out when you actually swung by.

all sleepy and dreamy like, his heart getting squeezed and the older haitani patting you towards koko who unexpectantly had you in your lap, your weight tapping him out of his daydreams as you hugged him tighter.

"my my, tired baby ain't ya?" he put on his proper poker face he got from the back of his desk, trying not to falter when you sleepily ranted on how work was terribly tiring and he patted your back shakily, not wanting to push you off due to extreme nervousness. he joked with you telling that he could just pay you easily if you work under him and you pushed his chest with your head bonk .

"ywou drhon just-mphm-hrmm" him heating up to how close with you works because he was the best heat warmer you could ask for, he felt bad for moving you to the coach but he just needed a comfortable position for you sleep in because you sitting on him? naaah, he's a puddle by the end of it.

the urge to take a picture was really strong so he took out his phone and angle his phone down to catch your drool slipping out of you and smiled feverishly to how dorky you looked.

koko felt like he could fuck up more of his feelings staring at your sleeping face, he rubbed his finger on your fat cheek you smooshed onto the coach and shifted a little in your sleep to adjust the blanket more closer to you. koko's touches were hesitant, didn't want to be a pervert when all he did was touch your soft cheek.

he wanted to just hold you close to his chest and have you against him but his prickling anxiety said otherwise, his awful thoughts and stubborness entertaining the shit out of him. you nearly give him a heart attack when one of your eyes open when he wanted to take his second picture and you latched onto his wrist. koko squawked and you couldn't help but burst out in guffaws to how panicked he looked when you caught him.

if anyone saw this scene, koko surely would die of embarassment and he'll dig his grave himself but unfortunely he will eventually when the blinking red of somebody's recording was capturing every moment of it.

haitani brothers

the duo who makes you nervous with their hard stares on you

these two are also pretty touchy so it's dangerous when they're handsy with one of your body parts

rindou are obsessed with your chubbiness, poking it just to see his finger bounce back; comedically

he loves being close with you because you're so squishy??? the type of guy who plays with your squishiness like you're a stress toy and holds himself back from biting

you're the greatest fridge or heat bag on the off days he haves, just wrapped up in blankets and you makes him sleep like a baby

as discussed earlier, ran wants to his head between your thighs; don't be suprised when one day he felt like he should get killed by them and you reject his acceptance towards death

he's a leg man and likes sleeping on your lap or kissing them or he just does anything with them (if you don't mind)

you just gotta remember these two are menaces right next to sanzu cause they'll bother you about it like forever if they can

after seeing the endless babying of sanzu, rindou turns to his brother who was lost in his thoughts and tapped his shoulder with the back of his hand. he lifted his eybrow, needing a response to how quiet he became and ran gave him a sly smile.

"you look at y/n like you wanna eat them up" ran shrugged, placing his elbow on rindou's shoulder as he slipped a comment on how he can eat y/n in other ways while rindou scrunched up in disgust. sanzu then emerged right next to rindou, telling them to give their report; damn well distracted when you started brushing and massaging his head a few moments ago.

rindou pointed towards the window, telling sanzu to fetch the files in his car while 'lightly' threatening him to buy another cake for him and the pink haired boy waved him off as if his threatening didn't give him flashbacks to how rindou almost squeezed his organs out of his ribcage when he looked at the empty plate.

when sanzu disappeared out of the house, rindou pulled you by the waist and onto his lap. squeezing your fat and kissing up your neck, he grazed a sweet spot but you swatted him telling him what's gotten into him. ran lay his head on your lap and looked like a satisfied brat when you look back at him then his brother all confused like.

rindou couldn't spare anymore time so he whispered in your ear, telling how much of a nuisance his older brother was and pleaded you to let him do what he wished to do. ran quirked his eyebrows, leaning up to kiss you while you teased him more by placing a finger on his lips.

"using your brother as a way to get me to do your thing instead of asking me in the nicest way? how cruel haitani, don't you know how torturous it is for your brother to put up with you?"

he smirks, knowing how much of a tease you were and feigned his sigh. rindou clamped his hands over this ears to not hear whatever the hell is this and tilted his head comfortably on your neck.

you shifted off rindou's lap, letting the man going after your sweet self place his head on your tummy as he happily shifts himself to a tiny nap to wait for sanzu to get back from whatever he got himself into because they could hear him shouting at the phone when he was unlocking the car door.

you looked over at rindou and placed a finger on your lips, smiling with your eyes closed when you don't want to disturb his sleeping brother in bliss.

ran just doesn't need to know rindou had his many turns sleeping with you this week compared to him~

mikey

he likes sleeping on you, his titled pillow he seeks for at the end of the day

he usually goes to you whenever he has a hard time sleeping and you try your best to advice him on how he should take care od his eyebags and weak body

he likes listening to your whispering before he goes to sleep so he asks you to talk more (command maybe)

"mikey..?"

"mph?"

"please i need to get up"

he uses your entire body as a pillow to swing his leg over ._. . from the very start, he makes you worried that you might've done or said something wrong to him but his thoughts were completely filled with how he can melt into you and be a handy pillow for him if he can't sleep easily.

to break the ice of what he thinks of you, you hummed quietly and awfully close to him on why he was staring at you but he completley dodges the question, rather he wants to show you why he's staring so he asks if he can touch you. he was uo close and personal on the first into with you but he didn't have bad intentions.. because afterwards you were legit cradling him.

sanzu was raising his eyebrows teasingly when their boss was sound asleep on your shoulder and you run your hands to his hair while glaring at sanzu to not make any noise. kakucho tried putting a straight face on but it's complelety leaving him when he heard his boss sleep talk.

he was babbling nonsense to you which you tried to reply to him but his mouth was jammed shut because there was some point where he got mad at you for not replying and sanzu was rolling on the floor and kakucho had to walk out to laugh with sanzu, dragging the pink hair out of the office. you cooed at him to relax instead of thrashing back and forth and he stopped, planting his face into your neck which makes you feel really tickled.

you're just grateful he's getting some sleep and you kissed him good night and a faint smile shows up on his face when you hugged him tight.

(and the other executives in the other room cracking up about mikey and you NSBJSBD)

akashi

he likes carrying you, stealing you away from the other executive when they're disturbing you

you can't feel insecure with this man because he was the dirtiest way with his words that he whispers to you that can turn any guy or girl red

he'll surely gouge out any prying eyes that mock or stare at you for too long

"why cat got your tongue?" your mouth agape when he was busy doing pushups on the mat and his back muscles flex even more when you came by, the smirk on his face didn't help making you flustered while you sat near him. panicking on the inside, he stopped for a water break and sat next to you.

you prayed to not shake so visibly becaue this hot ass man right now makes you lose all sense of human nature with how big he was, he placed his bottle down and shifted closer to you. bending down a little to arch his back to crack a little, he said he needed you on his back for his pushups. he can easily see the confusion you had on your face and he chuckled, getting up to begin and he usher you to start climbing on his back.

"cmonnn~ i'm strong, you're afraid i'll drop you?"

this man wanted a death wish but you think you'll die first because of how much of a tease he was, his back was kinda comfortable so you tugged on him like a koala, he called you needy and he says he's right you'll enjoy it. enjoy what exactly? too scared to ask this man because of the potential of a heart attack.

it becomes a daily thing to be honest, just having you on his back to flex off his strength that you were impressed that he didn't break and kept his composure. he held you close or carries you on his back cause he wants to, running away from the others who were fighting over you.he was a dangerous man because he could easily take your breath away with how secretive he is.

heck, i think he just did.

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