#welcome me back to the land of the living btw

[honeyoru]

popstar! reader x bakugou fic teaser

masterlist | part one coming soon!

“Lower.” Mina squints at the brightly colored banner that’s hanging unevenly across the expansive width of Bakugou’s living room. She and the rest of the gang on decorating duty were nearly done with their task to transform the blonde’s home, save for the obnoxiously large banner that stretched out “WELCOME HOME” in a flurry of colors.

Denki adjusts himself on the stool he’s precariously wobbling on, glancing quickly to Sero on the other side of the room and then back to the girl. “Which side?”

“Um,” she blinks. “Yours?”

“Is that a question or are you telling us?” the black-haired man snaps incredulously, his calves straining from the twenty minutes they’ve spent holding the strings of the banner up for Mina. I should’ve covered Shouji’s patrol, he thinks, regretting ever volunteering to decorate.  

“Um.” She winces. “Telling you?” 

Twin groans echo in front of her, and with nearly identical movements the boys slap the taped strings onto the wall, ignoring Mina’s cries that it was not in fact, even. 

“No one’s even gonna notice!” Sero jumps down, narrowly avoiding one of the hundreds of balloons scattered on the ground. 

“Yeah,” Jiro agrees, standing up from where she had been fiddling with the music setup for later. “This place looks great.” 

“She’s not wrong,” Denki says, looking around. “This would get hella views on Pinterest.”

“S’not like she’s gonna give a shit anyways,” Sero snorts. “She’s gonna throw a fit over the size of the place, not the decorations.”

“You know that girl would be thrilled to get together at a FamilyMart,” Mina rolls her eyes. “It’s not her that’ll care how perfect it looks. We’ll be lucky if Bakugou doesn’t set us on fire for the banner.”

“Bakubro should’ve been here then,” the blonde responds. “Kiri won’t care, and it's his own damn sister. He said she just landed, btw.” He holds up his phone where the group chat is open. “And since we're all done, we’re free to go.”

Jiro snickers. “Don’t abbreviate your words, loser. Besides, Blasty's got reason to be on edge. It’s been what? Two years?”

“Just about,” Sero calls behind him as he leads the group outside. “Good thing we’re done, gives me time to shower and change at least,” he winks at the other man. “Gotta look good for my reunion with our pop star.” 

“Like you’ve got a chance with her.” Mina can’t help but snort.  

“Yeah,” Denki piles on with a knowing grin. “Didn’t she reject you back in third year?”

“Hey, that was five years ago!” Sero says with a pout, leaning into his blonde friend’s shoulder dramatically. “I’m a Pro Hero now, how could she say no to me?”

He gets three responses instantly. 

“She’s got standards.”

“She’s an idol.”

“She’s practically taken already.”

“Alright, I get it,” Sero scowls, particularly at the last statement. “Some friends you are.”

“Sorry bud, but you aren’t the only one pining,” Jiro laughs, pushing the two men out of the door. “Get in line.”

“Yeah!” The pink-haired girl scoffed. “Behind me, the rest of Japan and half the world, tape boy!” She flicked the lights off, sliding the extra key into the door and locking it. “Not that it matters,” she sighs with a lingering smile to the apartment door. “If the idiot keeps his head out of his ass this time, she’ll be spoken for soon anyways.”

Kirishima is fairly certain his heart is about to fall out of his ass.

He’s wheezing from chasing a bank robber (who even robs a bank nowadays?) in a dead sprint across Shibuya for the past thirty minutes. 

There’s no way this guy doesn't have a speed enhancing quirk, he thinks, muscles burning with exertion. 

His pride would be hurt otherwise. 

He’s late, much later than he wanted to be. He was supposed to be back at the agency ten minutes prior to when this bozo sprinted out of the bank past him and from the way his pocket has been vibrating every 30 seconds since then, Bakugou’s not pleased his meticulously detailed plan is being thrown off schedule. Again. 

Kirishima’s been buzzing all day, anxiety kicked into overdrive when they both had to cover patrols last minute for sidekicks (a disadvantage of running a hero agency, not that he’s complaining). 

As a result, decorating and other tasks for the party they’d been planning for months had been handed off to their friends at the last minute, who the redhead sincerely hopes do a good job, lest his explosive best friend do something crazy, like set someone on fire. 

[zerokurokawa]

Hii

i want to request kakucho x foreign!reader. She takes him with her on trips to her homeland (morocco in this case🤭) and her family embraces him as he’s one of theirs. All of this makes him want to put a ring on that finger even faster..

Thank you for your time and effort btw!

Meeting The Family | Kakucho x Foreign Reader <3

Being from Morocco and living in Japan was quite different than what you had expected. You expected to outcasted and to not have many friends - or even a boyfriend at that. But things turned out in your favor when you met Kakucho, who was as sweet as he could possibly be when it came to you. 

You two had been together for about a year before you decided to take a trip back home to see your family who had been begging to meet Kakucho and learn about your new life. Since you had been attending school, Kakucho was the one who mostly took care of everything when it came to cooking, cleaning, and even running all of the errands after he was done with work. Although you had a part time job as well, he insisted that you focus on your studies first. 

"I'm taking a trip back home to see my family." You said one night while you two were resting on the couch of your now shared apartment since you moved in with him.

"That's great! I'm sure they'll be excited to see you!" He nearly jumped up, thinking this would be the perfect opportunity for you to take a break from work and classes and enjoy yourself. You had been missing your family and he took note of that. 

"...And I want you to come with me!" You exclaimed, pulling out two plane tickets and plopping them in front of him. His face lit up with excitement as he was ecstatic and over the moon to be traveling with you. He had never been out of Japan and was ready to see the world. 

"Really? You want me to meet your family?" He asked, an excited but nervous tone in his voice. 

"Absolutely. They'll love you just as much as I do." You said, leaning in and placing a kiss on his cheek. 

_______________________________________________________________

Two weeks from then, you were both boarding the plane to your homeland. Kakucho was visibly nervous, but you quickly shut it down with reassurance that he would be completely fine. The plane landed and you both were greeted at the airport by your mother, father, and siblings. They all ran up to you, engulfing you in hugs and giving you flowers as a welcome home present. Kakucho stood there nervously, as he didn't know what to say or how to act. 

Your mother walked up to him, "So you're the man who's been taking care of my beautiful, wonderful daughter!" She said, with her arms wide open to give him a huge hug. Kakucho nodded his head and smiled, hugging your mother back as your father then shook his hand, greeting him as men normally do for their daughters. 

Once you arrived at your family's house, your mother started to prepare what seemed like a feast for you all. Kakucho nervously asked if he could help and stated that he loved to cook and would love to learn how to cook traditional Moroccan food so that he could cook it at home for you. 

Your mother smiled, "Of course, dear, I'd love to teach you." 

You stood by in the kitchen, watching your mother and Kakucho bond as the rest of the family gathered around, asking him all sorts of questions about his heritage. They had welcomed him with open arms and his nervousness slowly faded away as he was having an amazing time with your family. 

Later that night, while the rest of the family was outside celebrating and talking about your return, Kakucho stepped to the side with you. 

"I just wanted to tell you how much of an amazing time I'm having and that I'm glad you brought me along to meet your family. They are wonderful people." He said, taking a sip of his water. 

"I'm glad they love you, and I'm glad that you love them." A warm smile played across your face as you took the water bottle from him and began to drink. You couldn't help but to be thirsty. 

Kakucho just stared at you in the moonlight as you and your siblings began to joke around and play. He couldn't help but to think about how much he loved you and how he wanted to have many more trips to Morocco with you. Then, his mind wandered to the thought of marrying you. Of course, he would have to make things special for you once you both got back home, but he was secretly planning on buying the ring as soon as you both got settled and surprising you with it. 

It was then, that Kakucho sat and thought, "I'm going to marry this girl." 

[lowkeyrobin]

hi! how are u???

i was wondering if you could do mcyt x reader where they go to an amusement park? i don't realky know the specifics :P

it's totally fine if not!

also, could i please be 🦑 anon?

your writing is so good, btw :3

ooo okay I can try! ; and welcome 🦑! (I'm gonna consistently think this is an umbrella academy fan goodnight 💀) hope you enjoy your stay! ; and thank you, I appreciate it! <3

MCYT ; amusement park

includes ; tommyinnit, badlinu, maxggs, quackity & slimecicle

warnings ; language

disclaimers ; idk anything about amusement parks outside kennywood and disneyworld so probably using references and names here / may be mixed up cause I don't remember all the different places / pretend like it's in Europe for tommy, freddie & max and in america for Charlie & Quackity

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

he's so fuckin scared of the rides with insane heights that go really fast

soooo many pictures

he will NOT be going on them unless it's to impress you (shout out university crush)

if there's any water rides he's forcing you on them 🗣🗣

he buys any snacks/food or little souvenirs you want lol

you both go home tired and lowkey sleep on the train and almost miss ur stop

you're probably vlogging too

"guys, Tommy's scared of the phantom"

"look at that fuckin thing! I'm not going on that, ill fly out!"

"true, you're a six foot twig"

"I swear to god, y/n..."

FREDDIE BADLINU

he's getting on most rides w you

he loves the swings lmao

you got a handful of pics but you're mostly living in the moment

dippin dots go crazy

you go on the little kids rides for shits and giggles and adults are looking at u like 🤨😒

yk on that Winnie the Pooh ride line there's the screens and it's like honey and u can draw on it temporarily? yall stood there for a solid 10 mins cause the long line drawing dicks and random stuff

ice cream!!!! it's so good

you make a tiktok

"wheres harry potter land??"

"....y/n were at disneyworld"

it's your mission to piss of Disney adults

MAXGGS

literally up for anything

he got you both silly sunglasses and you wore them around all day

you literally go on Kalis River Rapids twice because why not

you SPRINT for Tianas Bayou Adventure (I wanna go so bad to see this omfg)

he makes you re-ride the barnstormer like 5 times (me core)

you immediately go for the fast paced / thrilling rides like space mountain and tower of terror (ik these are different just pretend I can't remember many rides...)

then at the end of the day you do the safari ride / avatar ride / ykwim

so many cute pics and videos 💔 literally spammed ur Instagrams when u got back

ALEX QUACKITY

he does not wanna go on things like space mountain or thunder mountain bro

you make him get on them anyway unless he just genuinley doesn't want to, you'll go with a friend if there is another person with you / alone and he'll wait / vlog from a safe spot

you meet a lot of characters and get pics all day long & they were so nice 💔

"OMG Y/N ITS OLAF"

he nearly vomits after the teacups...

you go on the pirates of the caribbean ride and he tries to speak like sparrow the whole time in line

you get some little leather bracelets with each other's names on them at the end in the little store (I had one but idk where it is anymore I'm so mad)

he keeps saying "I'm not hungry" ans when u stop for food he literallt devours his ice cream and hot dog bro

"I thought u weren't hungry???"

"... I was waiting for u to want food"

CHARLIE SLIMECICLE

literally the funnest ever

he's getting on everything istg

yall chill in the swiss family tree house when u need a break from walking / grab a drink and go to the enchanted tiki room to escape the heat entirely

over food you speculate what they may add for the little villain land they're planning (holy shit so excited for this even tho I'm probably never gonna be able to go again)

haunted mansion went crazy 💀 trust the vlog is funny asf

"woahhh that ghost looks like me!"

"yeah if you were dead"

"wanna go to mickeys philharmagic after this?"

"that's across the park.."

"we can make it lol"

he's on it with the puns idek how

u want a souvenir of any kind? he's got u trust

[soireegurl]

What about jungwon or Sunoo with a mute reader?I love your works btw

Omgg thank you so much 💗💗💗 I'm glad that you like them :)) thanks for requesting too!

"Good morning tofu!"

Sunoo said with a lovely tone and came over and pat your head.

You smiled cutely at sunoo and used some hand sign to reply sunoo.

"Stop calling me tofu, it's so embarrassing!"

After you finished with the hand signs, you made a "angry" face which just looks cute to sunoo.

"Aigoo... Look at you... You look just like a tofu, how am I supposed to stop?"

Sunoo said and squish your cheeks.

You shoved Sunoo's hand away and pouted.

Sunoo is your boyfriend. You guys have been together for 2 years.

You were born mute and people tend to stay away from you because you are different and many girls bullied you too because of your looks.

They were jealous that even though you are mute you still looked pretty. And they took the advantage of you not being able to speak and kept on bullying you.

Until one day Sunoo coincidentally walked passed the alley and heard the girls bullying you.

He saved you and chased away the girls.

And since then, he has been staying by your side every time.

Then eventually you guys got together because both of you fell in love.

"Tofu, my friends are gonna come over later... You can stay in the room if you want okay?"

Sunoo said sweetly as he knows that you are not good with people and you are not confident being with other people because you can't speak.

And you are scared that they will judge you.

Although you have already met Sunoo's friends a few time, but you are still scared.

"Okay Nunu... I love you..."

You hand signed.

Sunoo smiled at you and kissed you on the forehead before getting up to get ready before his friends arrived.

[time skip]

"Ding dong!"

The door bell rang.

Sunoo went to open the door, and saw his friends standing there.

"Oh! Come in! You guys are early. "

Sunoo said and welcome his friends in.

"Yah, where's Y/n?"

Jake asked while sitting down on the sofa.

"Oh... She's in the room... She's not feeling well..."

Sunoo said.

"Damn... Okay... Hope she get well soon."

Heeseung said.

The boys bought some snacks and made some deserts and went back to the living room.

They sat down and started playing some video games.

After some time, they felt bored and decided to play something else.

"What about truth or dare?"

Niki suggested.

"Sounds good..."

Sunoo agreed and they started spinning the soju bottle.

The bottle landed on Sunoo.

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"When are you planning to propose to Y/n?"

Jay asked with a smirk.

"Yah... What's that question?"

Sunoo said shyly.

"Just answer it!"

Jay said.

"Ummm... When she's ready... I don't want to pressure her..."

Sunoo said and the boys awed at his response.

After Sunoo answer, they spinned the bottle again.

This time, it landed on Jungwon.

"Truth or dare."

"Truth."

"Hmm... Do you have anyone you like?"

Niki asked.

Jungwon went silent for awhile...

"Hmm... Yes..."

Jungwon replied with a shy smile.

"Ooo who is she?"

Niki asked with a sly smile.

"Yah... That's a second question."

Niki made a unhappy face and rolled his eyes.

"Ugh hyung, you are no fun."

The others just laughed at their maknae.

The time went by very soon... Soon it's already dinner time.

"Yah is Y/n not gonna eat?"

Sunghoon asked while eating.

"Umm... I'll bring her some food..."

Sunoo said and took a bowl and filled it up with food.

When he was done, he walked out of the kitchen but was shocked to see you there.

"Oh? Tofu? Why are you here? My friends are in the kitchen..."

Sunoo was a little worried.

"It's okay... I'm okay... I was thinking maybe I should try to make friends with your friends too..."

You hand signed and smiled at sunoo.

"Aw... Our tofu is so sweet..."

Sunoo patted your head and gave you a kiss.

He brought you into the kitchen and his friends were shocked to see you too.

"oh hey Y/n! Are you feeling better? Sunoo said you were not feeling well..."

Jake said.

You made a hand sign which they didn't understand, so sunoo had to translate.

"She say she's feeling better now."

"that's good"

Jake said.

Everyone was too focused on you and Sunoo that they didn't notice a dark gaze staring right at you and Sunoo.

"That should be me... I should be the one next to you..."

He thought to himself and clenched his fists.

"Tofu... The boys say they want to sleep over... Is that okay with you?"

Sunoo asked.

"of course... We have plenty of rooms..."

You hand signed with a smile.

"Thank you tofu. "

Sunoo smiled at you. He was about to kiss you again but he remembered his friends are here so he stopped himself as he knows you are shy.

[at night]

You were in the room...

It's already passed midnight, but sunoo is not back yet... They probably are still playing downstairs. So you decided to go downstairs and see what they are up to.

You went down and went to the living room. You sae the guys asleep on the floor, some on the couch.

You let out a small smile seeing how cute they were. You went closer and covered them with the blankets.

But you didn't notice that there were only 6 of them there.

You went back up to your room and went back to bed but you didn't notice that there was a dark figure in your room.

After awhile, you felt the other side of the bed sink and a hand was wrapped around your waist.

You smiled thinking that it was sunoo.

You turned around and hugged "sunoo" back and kissed him on the lips.

But something was off.. usually sunoo will say good night to you and kiss you back too.

But this time he didn't.

And... He is breathing really heavily.

You got worried so you got up and turned on the head lamps.

But you got a big shock when you saw the persons face.

It's not Sunoo... It's Jungwon...

You wanted to shout but nothing came out of your mouth.

"What are you doing here?"

You hand signed but realised that Jungwon cannot understand.

But to your surprise, he replied to you.

"I'm there cause i miss you Y/n..."

Jungwon said and tried to come near to you.

"stay there, don't come near me"

You quickly moved back while hand signing.

"Why not? Come on... I just want a hug Y/n..."

Jungwon said and came nearer to you. You wanted to back away but you couldn't because behind you was the wall.

So you gave Jungwon a chance to finally hug you...

You tried to push him away and shout but you can't make any noise.

"ah... Ah..."

Only soft and small sounds came out of your mouth...

"Shh... Shh... It's okay... It's gonna be alright..."

Jungwon tried to calm you down.

But you are really scared... You are not close to Jungwon at all... You only saw him a few times...

You didn't know why he was acting like this.

You started crying because you cant get call for help... You can only let him do whatever he wants.

"Oh no... Don't cry baby... I'm not gonna hurt you..."

Jungwon wiped your tears and kissed you.

You tried to push him away but he was too strong.

After a while, he finally let you go and rested his head on your shoulders.

He was taking heavy breaths...

"I love you Y/n... "

He whispered in your ears.

"Don't tell this to anyone... Keep this a secret okay...? It's not time yet... I will tell them when it's right okay?"

Jungwon said to you while smiling.

But the next second, he smile change from a happy one the a evil one...

"Don't try to do something fun behind my back okay? I'm doing this to protect them... If they know about this... And try to steal you away from me... I can't promise I won't do anything to them..."

You were really scared... You nodded your head because you don't know what Jungwon can do...

And you don't want to know either...

Went a little long on this... Hope you enjoy!

[mossmarsh]

new yap session lmao. also: watch my silly idea post turn into actual writing

SO i just had an idea and my few newfound follower count has got to tell me if this is good. so get this. (big warning for expand btw, like sorry)

there's a warrior clan in a cave setting ok. they are tigers. they have bioluminescent green pools inside and it's really cool like there's green glowy stuff everywhere. mostly algae but also glowworms and some other fungi.

basically the clan lives in a cave network and the main camp doesn't have any ponds for kit safety. HOWEVER all the clan's territory is confined to the cave network and all the hunting ground is littered with the bioluminescent pools. this is because in the caves, there's less land prey, so the clan has adapted to hunt fish and other animals in the pools (pending more research on animals that would reside there). this also fits because tigers are known to swim for hunting and also just for fun.

there are other clans--thinking a rainforest clan, a plains clan, and like... a treetop clan where their camp is in the actual trees [skyclan wishes they were them] and main clan only shares a border with rainforest and treetops. i think it would be set in thailand somewhere, broadleaf forests or rainforest

name ideas for all the diff clans welcome including the main one, here's what i have so far

algaeclan: would have to be changed once the bio came

glowclan: same as above

caveclan: bit basic? i like the alliteration tho

brightclan: ironic name until bio lol

darkclan: makes sense until bio

now that the logistics are over, time for story!

The bioluminescence in the pools is NEW. like the story prologue is when it begins and the first chapter is like a year or so in. before, they were just normal ass cave pools. obviously everyone's like wtf

cause this clan is not that new. it's at least gone through like 3 leads and a few founders lived in the caves before official clans were formed. so this has never been seen before in at least like 15 years.

so! everyone avoids the pools for a while and tries to hunt miscellaneous mice and spiders (temporary spiders georg clan) but it's not enough to feed the whole clan, it's just scraps. so the clan has to concede and start hunting from the pools.

the most proficient hunters, who dive the most, started feeling strange things. one day, about a half-moon after the clan started hunting pools again, Hawkwasp, one of the best hunters in the clan, didn't come back up from a dive.

The clan was really worried. the best hunters in the clan can hold their breath for 100 seconds at most, so dives are usually quite short. However, Hawkwasp was already down in the water for 10 minutes. no tiger can hold their breath that long, no matter how good a hunter they are.

after an hour had passed, another reputable hunter of the clan (Shineprance) dove to find Hawk despite her clanmates' protests. After around 30 seconds, Shine found Hawk--fully conscious and still hunting the pool. obviously she was relieved, but also confused. what could possibly allow Hawk to spend that much time underwater?

Through pawspeak (which everyone is taught from apprenticeship to both accommodate deaf clanmates and to speak underwater) Shine asked Hawk where he'd been. Hawk asked what she meant. after explaining that she'd been looking for her, Hawk questioned.. "how long have i been underwater?"

After bringing Hawk back to the surface, he confirms that she thought she'd only been down for a minute or so. after it was explained, he was greatly shocked and vowed to never dive again. she has only hunted spiders for the clan ever since.

Over the coming moons, more and more of the clan's best hunters stayed underwater much, much longer than usual. the longest run was around 5 hours. it is quickly realized that something about the bioluminescent algae and plants gave tigers the ability to breathe underwater. The tigers affected, only 5 warriors including Hawk, began to form subtle green gills around the neck/shoulder area. their paws, claws and muzzle areas started to taint green. Some reported pain in the upper stomach.

Despite these concerning effects, the leader and deputy went over the head of both the clan's nurses and encouraged the continuation of using the newfound power. the clan had fallen on tough times before, and they wren't going to prevent hunting from the pools again if it meant they went back to that.

slowly, growths start forming on the tigers affected. algae and moss for one, mushrooms for others, and glowworms for one. Hawkwasp is the only one with spiders. all the affected tigers' eyes turn slightly more green with each passing day.

Before the bioluminescence, the clan relied on small skylights for light from the sun and moon, but now that it's here the skylights have gradually started closing up. no one knows if the entrances, or more importantly exits to the caves will be next.

the affected have started acting.. strange. not like themselves. They've started disappearing into the pools for far longer than when it first started. it began with hours, but they're turning into days. the affected have no sense of time down there. the leader and deputy have instructed no one to go after them--they wouldn't want to obstruct their hunting.

The nurses of the clan attempt to recommend that each tiger dives with at least one other tiger, but the deputy and leader have overrided that and anyone except apprentices may dive alone.

Hawkwasp has not dove since the first incident. However, he still experiences the same symptoms as the other affecteds. It seems that as long as they still dive, every affected tiger will continue to undergo the symptoms. Hawkwasp has grown increasingly aloof, only communicating with clanmates when necessary. Most of the time, she can be found wandering the caves, skirting pools carefully and chasing the spiders that are not already scattered across her pelt.

No one knows what the affected tigers do down there, in the pools. some tigers think they're just hunting. some think they're encountering creatures of the deep. some think they're exploring their new home.

notes: i am SO so inspired by @clanborn, i think their writing and new concepts for the clans are amazing. thanks so much :)

[lexezombie]

(MASSIVE POST! SORRY!)

Friend: what if Vox had kids when he was alive?

Me: SAY NO MORE!

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Welcome to my unhinged obsession with next gens and crafting my own lore! SO to start it off we need to talk about human Vox

I personally like the name a lot of people have been using for him. Vaughn.

How old was he? 30-40, unspecified rip

I made my own design for it (including a human disguise for his demon form, like I did with Alastor)

We were talking about how he could've died and ended up memeing about the idea his child killed him to take his company/money

(we also talked about the idea he was a televangelist scam artist while alive, maybe he did that to gain money before trying to start a company)

SO I RAN WITH IT!

Made his son: Graham

drew him as an 18 year old -- two days before he smashed his dads head through the television.

So, Graham is basically a pastors kid (His moms a red head btw)

Graham got a bit greedy of his dad not loaning him money after he hit 18, so he decided to do the rational thing and,,, ykno,,, kill em (as one does) and took over the (at the time small) company and grew it MASSIVE

fast forward to the 60s where Graham has kids of his own, twins:

Eliot & Janet

AIGHT GRAHAM IS AN AWFUL DAD-- he's controlling, forced his religion onto his kids and used it to control them via fear.

Once Graham hits old age (80s), Eliot takes over the company and Janet starts her own

She's vain and greedy, he's a liar and little hater; they both try and appeal to the younger generation despite being in their 50s -- Janet dyes her hair and has an addiction to botox, while Eliot smokes weed on livestreams and insults his ex-wife on reddit

(both have ex-partners btw; Eliot has 1, Janet has 4)

Eliot hates his dad and wanted to put him in a nursing home, but Janet loves him and won't let that happen. But old habits die hard and like the loveable father he is, Graham cuts the twins breaks in their car and gets them killed

NOW THEY'RE IN HELL!

They start going by Ex + Prima, find out their grandpa is a bigshot in Hell and instantly go to see him -- Ex? Hates his grandpa. Prima? LOVES her grandpa

He's connected to the internet back up in the land of the living because he put a microchip into his brain; Sometimes he gets pop-ups that his old employees click on and unwanted updates on stock markets

Their monitors are actually just screens and are removable - under it their faces are fucked

I got more info but I'll make them proper refs eventually for all that <3

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and yes; they're based on elon musk + jeff bezos and daft punk lol

[rius-cave]

These are a series of song recommendations from @stalker-among-the-stars! I'm putting them all in post for convenience :)

Okay, so the first song is Nightmare, and this one really fits Adam first waking up after being reborn in hell. I'm initially drawn to it being Lucifer saying this to him, but it could be someone else. What do you think?

Okay, yeah, what the fuck, this is perfect for a recently fallen Adam LMAOOOO It fits like a glove. Also?? It also perfectly fits for prison AU HAHA, which I mean, Adam landing in prison is supposed to be a parallel to him falling to Hell, so I guess that would make sense lol

The second one is actually the very next song on the Nightmare album, Welcome To The Family. This one, I like to picture, is a conversation between Sinner Adam and a random Imp that for some reason feels sympathy for the fallen angel.

Ha! You know what? I could actually kind of see this being Angel and Adam, because of course I love the idea of their friendship lol, especially if Angel is like, sarcastically telling him "welcome to the family". Also with the lines "I see you're a king who's been dethroned. Cast out in a world you've never know. Stand down, place your weapon by your side" is like he's telling him to just accept his fate and stop fighting it.

Next, also from the same album, Buried Alive, which I feel works as a back-and-forth between Adam and Alastor.

Hmmm, I can definitely see what you mean from Adam's side, I'm not so sure about Alastor. It kinda feels like it could be a conversation with Lucifer too tbh. I guess it depends on which parts exactly read as Alastor to you.

Up next is God Hates Us, which feels like angsty, angry Adamsapple music. (Btw, I would like your opinion on how each of these feel to you, like if you feel they fit something else, or something)

Hmm, I have to admit I'm having a hard time seeing it for this one, mostly because I feel like it's saying a lot of words but not really... saying anything, if you get what I mean? Lmao. It does sound very angry that's for sure.

Tonight The World Dies is a more melancholy, resigned song that I also feel fits AdamsApple, specifically from Adam's perspective after living as a sinner for a while.

You know what? I'd actually challenge that this strikes me more as a Lucifer song. This melancholy and the whole "Find me on my better days. To lose it once again" sounds like Lucifer after Lilith left him. Maaaaybe Adam could be there as well, but just as a Luci song it's good enough.

Beast And The Harlot just feels like a song Sinner Adam would jam to tbh, especially with its religious connotations

Ooooohh okay, ooookay, lmao. Is it bad that this one feels like Adam @ Lilith?? LMAO A very salty Adam complaining about how manipulative and "evil" Lilith is haha.

Bat Country also feels like something Adam would jam out to.

Okay this might be weird but... This song kinda reminded me of Husk?? I can't quite explain why, but it gave me a sense of Husk talking to Angel kinda thing.

Doing Time is one I see Adam and Angel Dust, and maybe even Cherri Bomb singing together.

OOOOHHHH Specially with Angel Dust I can definitely see it! The bit about having a pretty little body to grind lol yeah that's him

Imagine a scenario where Adam becomes completely obsessed with and devoted to Lucifer. Now listen to this song.

Man, this is... this is definitely one of those songs worshipping the Devil huh? AU where Adam becomes a satanist LMAO

That was very wild! Thanks for all the recs! I wonder if Adam would like this kind of metal music? He probably would lol The first song was probably the one I could get the most, it really was just perfect, that and the added bonus that it also works for my prison AU ksdfjdgdf

[ajdrawshq]

Hey so after an intense amount of fishing and banana peels I decided to play the epilogue as a palette cleanser and discovered the island might be back now?? So ty for sending me on a fishing journey bc I would've never noticed.

The reason i say this btw is bc if you don't point out the dialogue during a loop to the daydreamer about her sister, she just seems to think hard during the party b4 returning to daydreaming. HOWEVER, if you did she asks the elder if she had one. The elder says she doesn't think so but her memory isn't what it used to be and asks her why to which she says she dreamed of one. She then describes her sister and the elder interrupts saying that the sister would say she'd travel the world and see every country on earth. When the daydreamer says thats exactly what she said in the dream and asks how she knew. The elder says she's not sure but I can see you having one, that they can imagine it vividly which makes the daydreamer happy. AND NOTHING SUDDENLY GLITCHED! THE UNIVERSE DIDNT REWRITE THEIR CONVERSATION!!?? So yeah ty for sending me on a fishing quest!

OH YEAH!! i got that during my first playthrough, i didnt know it was missable tbh :0

im not sure if id take it as confirmation that the island has fully returned, since the daydreamers memory (and the elders memory, who knows if its old age or the other thing) of her sister is still a bit off, but theres possibly something going on here thats.. more lenient ? about peoples memories and perceptions regarding it and/or connections to it. either that or that conversation was indirect enough that it didnt require being rewritten.. idk!! shits weird!!

the situation w the island and its very (non)existence is honestly super interesting to me bc its like. its not completely, physically gone, is it? during act 4 after beating the king if you have sif look outside towards the sun, they can see it - if only briefly, since they stop themself before the universe has the chance to. so its. still there?? but what happened to everyone else who lived there, besides the few we know about? the daydreamers sister didnt just cease to exist, did she? sif had parents, and other people they knew there, what happened to them? are all the former residents end up just.. wandering around random areas unable to remember anything, like the king? did some actually disappear? but theres still physical proof of it in written form, so thats unlikely.. probably.. but the land itself is still there, somehow, so.. ?????????????

didnt mean to get into all that here cksbksjs anyway ur welcome!! :] its so fun to find new things in this game theres SO much stuff hidden away that u dont even think to look for, especially when its by accident!! what a game .........

[tiredly101]

Latino flavor (400+ Follower’s Special)

Pairing: Striker Human!Wally Darling x Goalie latino!Male Reader / Human Goalie!Howdy Pillar x Defense!Gepeto Verinechi

Human Soccer Au, We fucking made it to 400+ in my account and so here is the fic that has been sitting in my drafts for weeks-! I’m a latino myself so I enjoyed writing this and yes my first language is Spanish sooo enjoy! Don't know where the hell y'all came from but I don't mind one bit! Picture isn't mine btw

Wally loved watching M/n's futbol games, loves the way his eyes would just glaze a darker shade of color in determination, loves the way he could go from standing normally to throwing himself on the ground and stopping almost every ball from entering the net, loves how in each game you would cross your arms and with both hands do a sign to which recognized him for and he mostly loves the way the crowd cheers everytime M/n enters the field.

Sure Wally Darling is a striker, the one of the opposite team M/n played for but he couldn't help but crush over him. After all no one but M/n could stop his goals and he loves seeing that soft smile he gives Wally everytime he does as if saying "Next time?"; Even though it wasn't smug, of anything it was encouraging and because of that he put more effort. M/n still blocked any, if not all, of his goals.

They had a game, Welcome Home 9 and Hidden Pictures 13, it was a nerve wrecking game but Hidden Pictures managed to pull up. Wally knew that M/n was tired from only his pose and that is the only reason he managed to score so many goals long side his teammates but then, Gepeto, their striker started gosling the living hell of their goalie, Howdy, and slowly the score ended like that.

The stadium was on fire by the end of the game, tears flowing down their face at the winning of Hidden Pictures and Wally couldn’t help but smile at M/n doing his signature cheer.

“Good game,” said M/n in the locker room while patting Wally in the back who blushed softly at the contact. Wally’s eyes traveled until they landed on Howdy and Gepeto blushing softly while holding hands, big smiles on their face. 

Gepeto was an amazing defense while Howdy was a great goalie and they made the most adorable couple. Wally’s eyes went to M/n’s figure; he wanted with M/n what Howdy had with Gepeto, he wanted M/n. M/n finished changing into some fitted jeans shorts and a loose merch shirt of Wally’s team and he walked towards M/n in a shy manner.

“Hey M/n, I had a question to make you,” said Wally making  M/n smile while turning his way. M/n smiled softly while turning around to meet with Wally’s blue eyes and Wally smiled weakly, already feeling how his legs were aching from being up for so long and M/n’s tights were burning from all the bruises that were being formed while he looked at Wally but neither seemed to care.

“So I was thinking that we could, maybe, if you’ll like, go out with me, perhaps in tomorrow?,” said Wally while fiddling with his hands and M/n smiled while lifting up Wally’s face with his hand and before Wally could question it he pressed a feather light kiss on his cheek.

“Me encantaría ir en una cita contigo Darling…” Wally has never being happier of knowing spanish in his whole life

I loved writing this and I’m willing to write a second part for it but let me know if you’ll like a second part!

[alecjbi]

For the smut prompt: "Why should I wear anything at all if you're going to tear it off?"

btw, i love your writings and re-read them for the icemav angst of it all. Much love.

thank you so much!! here’s a little bit of icemav under the cut :) (917 words, explicit)

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Ice stopped when he walked in the door.

It had been a long day, the upper brass hounding the TOPGUN instructors for a training incident. It wasn’t Ice’s fault that his students were incompetent at times and nearly dove their plane into the ocean, but he couldn’t deny that it brought back thoughts to years prior. He wanted nothing more than to wrap Maverick in his arms, just to know that he was safe and alive. Ice woke up too many nights while Mav was on deployment reaching out to an empty bed after twisted memories appeared in his dreams. There, Maverick was nothing but a corpse and Ice couldn’t do anything to stop it.

Maverick was god-knows-where in the Indian ocean, away from Ice, away from the life they had built together. But when Ice opened the door to their house (really Ice's house, but they could pretend), there were shoes at the door. Then a service shirt a few feet away by the couch. Turning his head, Ice could see a belt haphazardly discarded on the floor. Ice's heart raced as he willed his legs to move through the living room and down the hall.

The clothes followed as if they had simply melted off his intruder. Undershirt, socks, pants all leading towards the bedroom. Once he got to the door, Ice looked down at his feet and noted a pair of underwear at the threshold, an invitation for what was to come. Taking a deep breath, Ice pushed open the door.

Their bedroom was the same as he had left it except for the muscular brunet in the center of the bed. Ice felt his breath leave as he took in Maverick-- alive, unharmed, beautiful Maverick-- smiling back at him. He had one arm behind his head, accentuating the long stretch of his torso, the position cocky. He was completely nude and Ice's eyes trailed hotly down his body, finally landing on his cock, hard and flushed against the flat planes of his abdomen.

"I thought you weren't getting back for another month," Ice croaked, trying to keep his composure and leaning on the doorframe for support. He knew this game, knew how to play it but he would never get used to the sigh of Maverick in his bed, cheeks flushed a cherry red and cock aching.

Maverick just shrugged, that signature smirk never leaving his face. "Plans changed," he said, spreading his legs in an invitation. Ice knew he should move, should go and touch like he was more than welcome to, but he was glued to the threshold. He wanted to look at Maverick like this forever, sprawled out and displayed just for him.

"You're not wearing anything," he finally said dumbly.

Maverick laughed lowly. "Why should I wear anything at all if you're gonna tear it all off?"

That sent Ice shooting off the doorframe, predatory, with a mission. Still, with all his clothes on, he climbed on top of Maverick, capturing him in a hard kiss. His hands roamed up the smooth expanse of skin-- all for him, Ice thought, smiling a bit into the kiss. He traced over Maverick's pectorals, hands trailing down to his cock and wrapping around it. Maverick broke away with a gasp, eyelids fluttering as he looked up at Ice.

"I'm already close," Maverick whispered in his ear, like a confession. "I couldn't wait for you."

Ice just smiled and stroked him slowly, firmly. "Work kept me late, I'm sorry," he said.

Maverick just gasped again as Ice thumbed over the tip of his cock. "It's okay," he said, the muscles in his stomach trembling as Ice ran his hand over them. He stayed close to Maverick, gazes locked as he brought him closer to the edge.

"Come on, baby," Ice said, twisting his hand and making Maverick arch off the bed. "Come and I'll fuck you, I promise."

"Fuck, I-Ice, I want," Maverick moaned, legs shifting restlessly, jutting his hips up into Ice's grasp. Here, Ice knew they were both safe. It was a crime to touch Maverick, to look upon the man he loved like this but Ice didn't care. Not when Maverick looked so beautiful under his grasp. It would be worth any punishment just to have Maverick moan his name.

"I know," Ice said, keeping his voice low. He stroked Maverick at a brutal pace, knowing by his shaking legs and breathy moans that the inevitable was quickly approaching. "Come and I'll give you anything you want. I'll fuck you so hard you can't walk, mark you up so everyone knows you're mine." Maverick cried out, begging Ice for something intelligible, but Ice just kept going. "Come on, Maverick, be a good boy," he teased in Maverick's ear. "Come for me."

Maverick did just that, arching off the bed and coming into Ice's hand. Ice drew back to watch as Maverick cried out, muscles working as he spilled, hot come landing on his stomach and chest. He looked like an angel sent to Ice. He looked like the devil trying to tempt him. He looked like everything Ice had ever wanted.

"Good boy," Ice teased once Maverick calmed down a little, collapsing onto the bed, and Maverick flicked him.

"Fuck you," he said, still breathing heavily. Even though his post-orgasmic cloud, though, Ice could see that trademark mischievousness in his gaze. "Speaking of," he said, trickiness finding its way into his voice, "when are you going to fuck me already?"

[anulithots]

Welcome, non-plant beings, my creatures of night and nonsense, my dear audience, to this weird and wonderous collection of mine.

I promise you won't be told a story with an answer, with some "here's how I fixed my life & the journey it took to get there" I promise that there won't be a "hope to get better" which makes now feel so stark in contrast. I promise I wont make it seem simple or linear or a sudden "aha moment" to make things suddenly seem clear.

What I promise is a story, to the best of my ability, where there are no weeds to pull. no seeds to plant, no fruits to pick. The garden will grow and die, change & cycle back to the beginning. And through it all, in this moment with the dappled sun reflecting off the dew, the weeds in a thick blanket, forgotten fruit as a feast for the birds - we are wild and it is beautiful, no matter how much they want a cultivated, perfectly trimmed and oh-so-stale-garden.

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TL;DR - I'm currently in a Link Click hyperfixation, and I my main WIP is the Land of the Fallen Fairies. I also have a biology fanfiction and a teddy bear nightmare warrior story on the side. And I like being asked about character analysis, whether that be my own characters or any character from this list + characters from LInk Click

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How the fae/faer/faerself pronouns work

Open to tag games and asks and... literally anything.

Name's Noor/Noorie btw. Closeted genderfluid and aspec (queer platonic/split attraction model... or whatever this is). Pronouns are they/them, it/its and anything fancy.

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Each of the subsections leads to masterposts for everything! (The intro post got waaayyy tooo long)

The Land of the Fallen Fairies.

A nature-themed commentary on the pursuit of happiness and fixing yourself to deserve that happiness, told by an overthinking, unreliable, houseplant narrator.

Zine

Uquiz

TW: self-hatred, suicidal thoughts, and self-deprecation.

Anuli's story collection.

Anuli's (and my) favorite stories from around tumblr

Jujutsu Kaisen Hyperfixation

As the name suggests, I am hyperfixated. I have also written essays analyzing these characters. Be very afraid. And/or come suffer with me /pos

Also also, for those who don't want to see any JJK smut, this blog should be safe for you! <3 I ship Satosugu but in a... transcend labels, queer platonic flavor sort of way. And I flipflop on itafushi. Either way they are soul mates and transcend labels. Found family dynamics and everlasting friendships/comfort people are peak fiction for me.

Link Click Hyperfixation

They are my everything. They can live in my head rent free foreverrr.

Tumblr's houseplant garden.

Growing a garden of houseplants based off this weird thing called existence, "planted" by others from tumblr.

Fantasy Frog and Toad

A story about two princes cursed to be a frog and toad because they couldn't decide on whether to be self-determined and individualistic, or be traditional and family oriented, because why can't you be both?

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Tagging system

#link click <-- the collection of link click things I shall hoard like a dragon

#the land of the fallen fairies <-- everything related to the land of the fallen fairies (following this one would be a good idea if you want random updates, or you can join the tag list <3)

#feelings are weird <--- random snippets of Russian Roullet of whether I'll snap or not, along with some sideways spiraling. (this is different from the next tag, but it takes a lot of time to explain how so.)

#I'll fill my grave with fanart <-- doom posting specifically. Apparently I've learned how not to snap and I want to return that but the manager won't answer my phone calls.

#Anuli's favorite stories <-- Stories that I and Anuli like. (Give or take, Anuli faerself has a slightly different taste than I do... but here's the tag)

#plant posting <-- whenever I talk about houseplants

#Noorie listens to songs on loop <-- My inconsistent music taste (you get iphone piano ballads... just saying)

#Noorie infodumps. Be very afraid. <--- My rambling tag

#jjk <-- I reblog stuff without tags, so everything of mine that's jjk related will have this tag

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[lost-inthedream]

Hello love<3 Can you pls write headcanons about sf9 reactions to their gfs being so sexy in lingerie? Extra bonus spicy scenes are welcome 🫣 Btw I really love your hcs about them<3 and I visit to your page once a day 💀 TOUCHING GRASS NOISES***

Hello, babe! Thank you so much for enjoying my fics <3 Also, this is coming out on February 14th so

Happy valentine's!

SF9 reaction to sexy lingerie

author's note: I'm also giving headcanons of what kind of lingerie they like the best.

soft smut content under the cut

➹Youngbin: tiny white lingerie that highlights your breasts. delicate flowery patterns mixed with see-through in the right places get all his attention.

"You're so perfect. Fuck, I can't stop looking at you." Youngbin is visibly overwhelmed by your looks. His jaw dropped as soon as you met him nearly naked in the living room by surprise.

You chuckle wondering if he would not come closer and grab you. But he indeed cannot get enough of how stunning you look.

"I'm so lucky" he hissed walking slowly toward you. His warm hands land around your sides, his thumbs smoothly tracing the cups of your bra while he stares at you like an idiot. An idiot who is about to wreck you with your thongs still on and your breasts escaping from your bra. But firstly, he squished your breasts together and kissed the exposed part with devotion.

➹Inseong: why do I feel like he enjoys highly feminine and quite showy lingerie? Who knows. That's it. red and pastel pink are his favorite colors.

You made sure that your garter belts were peeking out your skirt when you crossed your legs next to him on the Uber. At first, he could not do more than gasp at your teasing. He was so shocked about you being in such garments the entire night without him noticing.

"Do you like it?" you asked covering your thighs now that he was aware.

"Are you kidding me?" he replied with a cocky smile and landed his hand on top of yours. His mouth came closer to your ear so he could whisper. "I love your little surprises, baddie. Can't wait to see more of that and then undress you"

➹Jaeyoon: anything he can toy with. The colors aren't important, but the texture is, hence detailed lace is the best idea.

"Can you feel it?" he verbalized all of a sudden. His fingertips were delicately exploring the fibers of the fabric that covered your breasts. He looked curious, amazed and mischievous all at the same time.

"It tickles a little but in a good way" you explained arching your back out of the bed. You glanced at his chest and checked at his perky nipples, and so were yours. You could feel them almost piercing a hole on the bralette.

Jaeyoon got more excited at the image of you stretching in front of him, his girl was getting impatient and he liked that. You watched as he leaned down to spread kisses on the region of your ribs. His lips were hot and noisy making you automatically close your eyes in bliss.

➹Dawon: The most discreet the best. His eyes appreciate simple sets made of mesh. For the colors, black or pastel purple.

He could not stop smiling with you grabbing him so tightly from behind. "You're so cuddly today, doll. I love it" You laughed and he consequently lifted an eyebrow.

"Since you are in a cute mood today, I'm changing my mind" you teased, sliding your hands out of him but purposely scratching his abdomen through his shirt.

"Wait! What? I'm not really cute!" he collected one of your hands and settled it on his chest.

"In this case..." you voiced low. "Turn around and look at me"

He moved the quickest he could just to find you showing a peek of your bra and asking with your eyes if he liked that. "You have been shopping without me, huh? I love it, show me more."

➹Zuho: He prefers something expensive but not showy. Small thongs under a see-through babydoll are a great option.

All your shyness got vanished with his excitement. He gifted you with that lingerie set a week ago but you were not sure about how you would look in it. "Baby, you look stunning. Come here."

You stopped in front of him and fixed your hair still surprised at his reaction. His smile was so open and bright, he repeated those sounds of surprise "wow" until he finally motioned you to sit on him.

"Godammit, I need to kiss you" his hands did not stop feeling the thin fabric that wrapped your skin while he kissed you hungrily. He was pretty lost, split between having you ride him in that garment or eating you out with your panties pulled aside.

➹Rowoon: classic lingeries in mature colors, either white (off-white) or black. He loves when you open your silk robe and show what you chose for him

"Stop treating me like a prince or I will believe I am one" he whispered with a playful smile and lifted your face by the chin.

You lingered your gaze on his face, lazily sliding it from his passionate eyes to his nose and lips. The rope barely hung on your upper arms. It was about to drop and leave you only in your new lingerie.

"You really act like a real princess" he mumbled getting high by your provocative manners.

"You spoil me every day. I'm just wearing fancy underwear for you"

Seokwoo made a minimal move just to get rid of the robe. It graciously pooled on the floor, around your bare feet. "oops" He lifted you in his arms in one go.

➹Yoo Taeyang: It's not the first time I talk about lingerie and Tae. He likes cute little ones. Pastel colors and thin straps.

You whined out his name once he reached his hand behind you to open the clasp of your bra.

"What is this, sweetheart?" he worried.

"You're undressing me too soon" you explained pulling his hand back to your waist and changing your tone to soothe his preoccupation.

"Oh, girl" he chuckled throwing his head back. He was flooded with amusement and eagerness, both caused by your small lingerie. "Maybe you should tie me up"

You lifted an eyebrow at the idea and immediately moved his hands behind his torso, holding him by the writs. Your lips got dangerously close to his chest and you had to pepper kisses on it.

➹Hwiyoung: his obsession with black lingerie is unhealthy. You sitting in his bed in a black set and distracted is the death of him.

You looked serious, your eyes just moved up once he showed up at the doorframe. "Finally"

"I know. I took so damn long" he agreed, slicking his hair back and eyeing you up from the distance. "I thought I would meet you already playing by yourself"

You laughed and shifted a bit, a hint that you were about to get up.

"No, stay there. Let me look at you more. Just a little more" he gasped. His face and even his posture gave you clear signs that he needed to touch you but the view was too addictive.

➹Chani: Similar to Jaeyoon, the lingerie color does not matter. This guy loves thigh highs and see-through bras

He looked muddled, mouth hanging open and eyes shifting from your breasts to your thighs.

"Chani, my darling, you look so lost."

He made an effort to focus on your face and replied "indeed, that's all your fault so come here and sit on my lap, you bad girl." he patted his own thigh and spread his legs open.

You almost shook your head no just to tease him but held it back. You walked slowly toward him instead and sat bending your legs on top of the couch. Chani captured your lips in his right away letting his hands wander all over your body. One of your breasts got completely exposed to the cool air but you were too carried away to think about it.

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Author note: my dear follower, what do you wanna wear tonight? 😚

[danses-with-dogmeat]

🦀👑 - "You're welcome to stay, if you want." with Gob?

(Congrats on the followers btw!!)

Thank you!

And omg, more Gob, thank goodness <3 😩

"I don't know, Moriarty, are you sure--"

"Oh, dearie, it's fine." He waved a hand at you as he put the caps in the register, "Not a thing to worry about, the ghoul works through the night anyway, only reason he has the room at all is to... Well, to drum up debt from me, heh."

Moriarty mumbled out the last part, ending the faint words with a small chuckle.

"What?"

"Oh, nothin' you need concern yourself with." He closed the register with a slam. "The room's yours. Just for the night, a course, but Gob'll help ya with yer things. No worries there. Off ya pop, now."

You only blinked at the barkeep, still trying to process what you'd thought you'd heard him say before.

To drum up debt? Doesn't Gob work here?

"'Less of course you want ta buy a drink?" A tinge of impatience sounded in his voice, pulling you from your thoughts.

"N-no, thank you. I'll just..." You reached down for your bag without looking, and as your fingers brushed over something warm, you brought your attention downwards.

"Sorry." Gob pulled away from your touch swiftly, as though the feeling had burned him. Or... As though he imagined his touch suddenly paining you.

"No, I'm sorry, um... Gob, you don't have to--"

"Oh, yes he does. It's his job, laddie/lass. Don't you worry about carrying a thing up those stairs yourself."

Gob nodded at that, slowly reaching for the bag again, and this time you let him grab ahold of it.

You followed the ghoul up the metal staircase to your room-- His room. Your conscience reminded you, and a sudden pang landed in your chest.

"Hey, Gob?" You said quietly.

He looked at you meekly as he unlocked the door, allowing it to swing open in front of him as he stepped aside to let you through.

"What did your boss mean, about you renting this room? Something about a debt?"

His hazy blue eyes widened, and he motioned for you to step inside.

"It's not important." Gob said swiftly as he closed the door behind the both of you, setting your bag off to the side, before turning away from you.

"Now, if there's nothing else--"

"You can tell me." Unwittingly, your hand reached out to stop him, grasping firmly at his wrist. He froze at the feel of you.

"Please, Gob. I won't tell Moriarty that you said anything, I just... I want to help you."

Gob looked down at the floor. His wrist was limp in your grasp as he struggled internally with your words.

"You can't, Lone..." His voice came out dejected, even more raspy than usual. "Moriarty won't quit. It's been like this years now, he says he's paying me, but it's never as much as I owe him."

The grip on Gob's wrist loosened as you reeled backwards with shock. It was like he'd landed a blow on you, the way you felt fury rising to the surface.

"That's... Gob, that's diabolical. That's slavery, he can't do that, how are you ever supposed to be free of him?"

Gob looked down at his feet, a shrug weighing at his shoulders.

"I won't be, I guess."

"And you're okay with that?" Your whisper was turning to a low shout at this point, as your rage boiled over, heating every vein from your toes to your forehead and making your hands shake.

"It's just how it is, Lone." Gob looked at you with creased brows, defeat evident in every line upon his marred face. "Least I'm not dead, you know?"

"But you're not free. You're not living, Gob."

"I know..." He rasped, and you could see the way he wrung out his hands, picking at the skin there nervously. "But what else can I do? If I try anything, Moriarty would kill me without a second thought. Plus, I couldn't leave Nova behind..."

"You could leave with me." You said suddenly, the words even surprising yourself.

"W-what?"

"You could come with me." Both your hands reached for him, and Gob flinched as your touch landed on each of his shoulders. "When I leave to look for my dad, we don't have to come back here. You could come along with me, we'll go to Rivet City, or Underworld, wherever, but you'd never have to see Moriarty again."

"Lone... You would risk that?"

"In all my time here, all my time outside the vault, you're the only one who helped me without demanding something in return. I owe you. And... I want to help you. You're my friend, Gob, and I can't stand the thought of someone... owning you, the way Moriarty seems to think he does."

Gob's brows creased together, the emotion in his eyes shining partly with disbelief, but also with overwhelming appreciation.

"I-I don't know what to say..."

"You don't have to say anything," Your hands smoothed over his shoulders soothingly, and to your surprise, you felt the taut muscles there relax a bit. "Just... Well, if we're doing this, we should leave first thing in the morning. Before Moriarty wakes up."

He swallowed hard at that, fear shining in his eyes briefly; but ultimately, Gob nodded to you.

"First thing, then. I can wake you before the sun rises."

At that, he pulled away from your touch, turning towards the door as his hand reached to grasp the handle.

"Wait."

Cloudy blue eyes met yours as Gob turned back to you.

"You're welcome to stay here for the night. If you want." You felt your face heat at the way it sounded. But dammit, you meant it. And besides, if the two of you were to be traveling together in the future, you'd need to get used to the idea, right?

"Besides," you continued, even as you saw the breath catch in his throat, "It is your room, after all."

[whataboutmyfries]

✩THE BEDTIME STORY PROJECT✩

Noot Special!

Hello hello hello! Welcome to a very special edition of the Bedtime story project!!! this could be read a love letter to all my beloved noot friends (it absolutely is btw) but also as a collection of some truly incredible fics by some equally incredible people. For those of you seeing this for the first time, this is not-quite regular post wherein i rec shorter, usually fluffy, fics in the hopes that you too find something to make your bedtime that little bit sweeter!

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Oknutzy

✩Suburbia by @fruitcoops (T: rated by me)

Starting off so so so strong with Eve's wonderful writing. This fic feels like a big hug and I love it to bits oh gosh <333 Anyone that knows sweater weather knows Eve is an absolute GOD in this fandom and the fact that I get to interact with her on the daily and call her my friend still feels a wee bit like a fever dream. she's out here writing utter magic like countermoves and Land of light both of which have me climbing the walls and chewing at the floorboards cause holy SHIT (whoops, back to the fic) I'm not going to lie, it was so hard to pic just a few fics to rec, but I went with the one I'd read this week for the wee oneshot because oh GOSH it is so somft and lovely and adorable, i love it.

✩Frosted windowpanes by @heyitssmiller (G | 13.8K)

Piercing, bitter cold greeted Logan as he stepped outside for the first time that day. The kind of cold that made the entire body tense up and the breath hitch. It was a quiet early morning, with a stillness that only freshly-fallen snow could bring. Logan took a second to pull his toque further down over his head as he grabbed the chainsaw by the door before heading out to the truck, passing the sign with red, clean lettering that read Tremblay’s Christmas Trees.

Now anyone that's been on this blog for a while knows just how much I ADORE mills and her writing (hello my lovely E-fiancee!!) And this FIC oh GOSH!!!! Frosted wondowpanes recently had its two year anniversary (!!!) which is when it was published on Ao3. I won't lie, this au still lives in my head RENT FREE along with clandestine and also Rendezvous with destiny (both of which I am definitely NOT reccing in this list no sir, not AT ALL nuh uh please dont have the links to them (they're on the names) and also whatever you do DONT go and yell in milo's comments about how MAGNIFICENT her writing is, no sir, definitely not suggesting that) Because of just how adorable it is, so much blushy flirting and idiots in love, 100/10

✩Leo's plant corner by @we-are-swearwolves (G)

Finn/Leo/Logan: plants and domesticity and social media mishaps 

Oh lord, oh jesus. Anyone that's ever interacted with me for any amount of time on the SW discord know I am absolutely FERAL for Em's writing. This is one of her shorter fics but you should absolutely definitely decidedly NOT go read her other works which I am NOT rec-ing because they definitely did NOT make me cry sob eat my heart out and feel shrimp emotions like Québécois and also "Smile, Soleil." nuh uh, not at ALL ;)

✩I've got my love to keep me warm by @arrowofcarnations (M | 1.7K)

Okay so, most people know Kim as the incredible author behind the fandom classic Inked but oh my GOSH the way kim writes makes me so EMOSH it is unreal, her characters are so fleshed out and tangible and so so gorgeous and also i get to watch her to her magic word thing on the discord??? like hello??? little old me witness to this absolute SORCERY??? genuinely insane, i adore it so much. Alsooooo cute little fun fact: Kim and Em worked together to write the masterpiece that absolutely BROKE me Like Real People Do just flipping INCREDIBLE. absolutely showstopping. I love Kim and her writing so so much.

✩Regency AU by @peggyrose19 (E: rated by me)

oh my god oh my god oh my GOD. Audrey's writing is so fucking *chef's kiss* and watching this magic story come to life in the SW discord was an absolute DELIGHT. utterly filthy, completely delightful and wonderful in every single way. Of course, Auds is also our local St.Tweedle whisperer with fics like this one and also hold me closer. oh my GOD audrey's brain is so so big, i honestly have no idea how she comes up with all these incredible aus and fic ideas, such a cool human i love her &lt;3

Coops/ wolfstar

✩Christmas is home by ithilielthechosenone (T | 1.5K)

Remus gives him a mock shove with a shake of his head. “You are hopeless.” No, Sirius thinks. I was. I thought I had to be. I wrestled it down until I myself could no longer see it. You took my hand and gave it back to me. You all did. My hope lives within each and every smile of yours.

- Sirius and Remus enjoy the snow

Oh good gosh, oh jesus, oh boy, it's Ami's writing, my KRYPTONITE. The way Ami writes is like music. there's no other way I can think of to describe it. It flows so beautifully and the way her writing reads like lyrical prose and poetic storytelling has me weak in the knees EVERY single time. This fic was part of the SW discord winter fic exchange and it had me looking at my phone like 🥺🥰the whole time. Ami's writing is just INCREDIBLE and she blows me away with the way she words everytime she blesses us with her writing :)

✩First Burn by @fruitcoops

Okay folks, we've already established how much I ADORE Eve's writing but also oh my GOD I just had to bring up this au, which left me completely shooketh right from the moment the idea came up in the discord to the finished product of Eve's wonderful fic. I LOVE it so so much and I still reread it on a semi regular basis (but shhhh) bottom line, everyone needs to read this.

✩Washcloths and Wishes (A Sweater Weather Fanfic) by @veryspacecowboy (E | 1K)

oh goodness M's writing (and M themself) Is so flipping wonderful and this was one of her first fic's I've ever read (I think it might've actually been their first published fic I read) the way she writes is so flipping incredible and the way they weave all the character's stories together is so magical to witness, and to watch them do this wizardry on the discord (parkouring through allll the threads, so many of which are her brainchild because M is big brain and they are so so cool) has me making heart eyes at my phone/laptop. This fic is somft and also hot (which they are a MASTER at, the duality of M(tm)) and every SW fan HAS to read it, I promise you'll love it.

✩Sirius gets Re to communicate by the wonderful @tetedump/@arewelonely

LAUREL WRITING LAUREL WRITING OH MY LORDY. Laurel is such an incredible human oh my gosh my HEART!!! we haven't spoken very much but she's such a bright, kind, and comforting presence on the discord and I always have a little !!! moment when I see her in my notifications :')) This fic oh my GOSH this fic is EXACTLY what it says on the bottle, Sirius gets Re to communicate because he's a sexi sexi gentleman (Laurel's world not mine) She's such a lovely, caring human and honestly, you can really see that come through in her writing and it makes me so so 🥺🥹 I adore every single inch of it &lt;3

✩Neon moon podfic, written by @fruitcoops and read by @itsaash

So we all know that Ash is our resident podcast GOD, who's read and orchestrated the wonderful Sweater weather podfic along with a bunch of other noots (which everyone collectively lost their minds over) and also the podfic of the system which was originally written by @heyitssmiller (ahahahah triple noot whammy hehehe) but oh my GOSH Ash is so so cool, and such a delightful person to talk to and interact with, I adore her to bits, she's always so nice and kind whenever you interact with her and she's so wonderful about raising peeps up with her podfics, it makes me very very 🥺🥰

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Thank you so so much to the lovely noots for putting all their wonderful works out there into the world and letting me rec their works in this silly little list :) I love you all so so so much, and AHHHH thank you so much!  Thank you, lovely reader for going through my first ever reclist! feel free to come yell about these lovely works with/at me, and you can send in your recs on the comments of this post, or my inbox!

Happy reading!

[bbyquokka]

Hello! It's me again. I'm a person who preffers fluff, due to me being an asexual, so usually there's not much to read, so... I was wondering if you could make some fluff for Changbin and/or Chan? I'm not picky when it comes to what it's about, but some physical touch would be nice!

(I am turning nineteen in seven days, but I just don't like smutty stuff.)

(He/him pronouns, or they/them so it applies to everyone?)

Love you and your work! Remember to eat, hydrate, sleep, and give yourself breaks! ♡

hiii. so sorry it took so long for me to get round to this. ;w; thank you for the request and for being so patient! Happy late birthday btw, i hope you had a good day 🥳 it's been snowing where i live so i took that as inspiration + i also went with Changbin because i want to give him some more love! pls lemme know your thoughts and opinion – i welcome all feedback!

⌢ : ⤹ ☃️ snow day

→ PAIRING: Seo Changbin x GN!reader

→ GENRE: fluff

→ SYNOPSIS: You and Changbin spend the afternoon having fun in the snow

→ WARNINGS: pet name [babe]

→ WORDS: 0.9k

→ requests are currently closed in order for me to catch up!!

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

→ m.list – → ao3

"Binnie!" You rush to Changbin who is currently in his home office, bare feet slapping on the wood floor. His headphones resting on his head, the harsh light of his laptop screen burning his eyes as bits of paper with lyrics surround his desktop.

He removes his headphones, placing them around his neck as he hears you. He blinks a few times, waiting for you to catch your breath.

"It's snowing!" You point to the window. Changbin looks out to see snowflakes falling and landing on the ground, covering the concrete in pure white. The naked trees holding the snow delicately between the branches. Sometimes, the weight was too much to bear as snow would fall and land softly on the ground below them.

"So it is." Changbin chuckles, looking back at you.

"Let's go!" You grab his hand, gently pulling him up and towards you.

"Go where??"

"To make a snowman of course!" You grin, excitement bubbling in your stomach.

"I can't. I have t–"

"But Binnie!" You kick your head back, swaying your body side to side as you whine, "Snowmen!" 

"Okay, Okay. We can make snowmen. I guess it won't hurt to have a break anyways." Changbin laughs softly, removing his headphones and placing them on the desk before standing up. You clap your hands excitedly, rushing to the bedroom to change into something warmer.

Changbin follows you, smiling lovingly at your child like antics. Pulling a jumper over his head, he stands behind you and kisses your cheek tenderly, hands on your hips.

"You're so cute when you're this excited, y/n." you blush, looking up at him. His gaze is soft and eyes full of love and passion for you. Your heart swells full of love, threatening to burst from your chest.

"Oh, hush Binnie." You mumble, putting on some thick socks. 

"Never." He playfully states, kissing your cheek once again. You gently slap his bicep, cheeks keeping that pink colour.

"You ready?" You nod as you grab his hand, dragging him to the doorway. You put on your boots and a thick winter coat alongside a hat, scarf and gloves. Changbin did the same, grabbing a hand warmer and shoving it in his pocket.

"Let's go already! You're so slow!!" You whine impatiently, body swaying side to side. 

"Let's go then!" 

"Ah! Binnie!!" You squeal, laughing as Changbin picks you up in his strong arms and puts you over his shoulder. He carefully walks out the apartment, locking the door with one hand before making his way outside.

"P-Put me down!" You manage to say through your fits of giggles. Your giggling makes Changbin giggle, a big smile plastered across his face.

"Hey, you're the impatient one here babe."

"Because it's snowing and you know how much I love snow!" You protest, folding your arms and pouting.

"I know babe. It's adorable, I love it." The cold, bitter air hits you suddenly, snowflakes softly falling on your clothing. Changbin gently places you down, the sound of snow crunching underneath your boots. Changbin cups your cheeks gently, leaning in slowly.

"I love you." You smile warmly, closing your eyes slowly as you lean in.

"I love you too, Binnie." 

Your lips meet together in a soft and gentle kiss. Butterflies explode in your stomach, making you feel drunk on love. You hum against his lips, hands on top of his as your lips move together slowly. Changbin is the first to pull away, looking in your eyes. You melt in them, his eyes filled with so much love and admiration for you, it's suffocating.

"I think I'm drunk on your love, y/n" He whispers lovingly.

"The feelings mutual, Binnie." You peck his lips sweetly, "Now I wanna make my snowman!" 

You and Changbin spend the majority of the afternoon making various snowmen. Rolling big and small balls of snow, plopping one on top of another before finding sticks and stones to give them features. Feeling satisfied with the snow family, you both make snow angels before dusting each other off from the snow.

You extend your hand out, snowflakes gently landing on your gloves. You smile, watching it slowly melt away before catching another. Changbin stood and watches you before taking his camera out and snapping a few pictures and videos of you. He looks back at them, smiling fondly before approaching you.

"Let's take a picture." You nod, standing side by side. Changbin wraps one arm around your shoulder, holding you close to his side as he extends his phone out at arm's length. You take a couple of selfies together, some goofy and some sweet.

You grin cheekily, bending down and scooping up snow in your hands, moulding it into a ball. Changbin puts his phone back in his pocket, his back to you.

"Hey, Binnie!" 

Changbin spins around, a snowball landing on his chest. You laugh, pointing before your eyes widen as Changbin makes a snowball himself.

"Oh, it's on y/n! This is war!" You laugh, running away as a snowball hits your back. A few laughs and snowballs later, you started to feel cold and tired. The sky slowly turned black as night was approaching, the air turning bitter.

"Home?" Changbin suggests.

"Home." Your body shivers. You take off your wet gloves and put them in your pockets. Your fingertips are ice cold and red. Changbin gently takes your hand and shoves it in his own pocket where the handwarmer is kept.

"Let's get you warmed up, y/n. Hot chocolate with marshmallows and a cheesy movie sound good?" You nod fast, grinning from ear to ear.

"Sounds wonderful Binnie!" 

→ TAGS [open]: @chaneomma | @purple-belle | @laylasbunbunny | @dilucpegg3r

[the-pen-pot]

Could I ask about Where the Heart Is? (I’m still blaming/thanking you for my Bagginshield obsession, BTW) Or, if you’ve already done that one, Guard of Diocletian?

Both are on my TBR, and I’m really looking forward to them!

Lol, I will happily take the blame for your Bagginshield obsession.

Where The Heart Is: a typical mixture of "missing presumed dead" and "voyage and return" Bilbo returns to teh Shire, and has just made up his mind to leave Hobbiton behind and return to the Lonely Mountain when raiders sweep through Hobbiton.

Summary:

'There was an attack. Raiders. There was no warning of their coming.'  Gandalf sighed: the broken sound of someone who has failed in  their duty of care.  'They took everything they could carry, and  burned everything they could not. Many of the fallen were impossible to  recognise.' Gandalf leant on his staff, and the wizard looked more tired than Thorin had ever seen him. He swallowed, and Thorin wanted to  put his hands over his ears, because he knew, sick and certain, why there had been no more letters from Bag End.

'Bilbo is not among those who live.'

And a little snippet under the read more 😉

There are several chapters of the draft of this for patrons, but currently it's not up on AO3 because it's unfinished, still in its draft stages, and I tend to only post one big project at once, (and currently Hiraeth has me in its thrall). It'll get its time to shine on the archive eventually!

Golden sunlight shafted through the trees, painting the ground with bars of light and shadow. The piping melody of birdsong flowed on the breeze. Rich loam fragranced the air, and a carpet of wildflowers splashed colour as far as the eye could see.

These were not the barren lands of the north, nor the dank deliriums of Thranduil’s forest.

This was the Shire.

Bilbo patted the neck of his horse, his breath escaping him in a shaking stream as he struggled with the disappointment creaking in his gut. After so long away, he had imagined that the gently rolling hills would bring him comfort. This was the end of his journey, after all. Should he not feel some sense of accomplishment and completion? It was over. He was home.

Wasn’t he?

His stomach twisted, but its hollow ache had little to do with hunger. He and Gandalf may have been living on road rations for the past three months, but there had been enough food to keep them going. Instead, uncertainty hollowed out his gut, leaving his body an empty vessel for his worries.

Looking over his shoulder, he stared behind him, not seeing the trees that lined the empty road or the butterflies dancing in the breeze. Instead, his mind conjured up a memory. The looming silhouette of a snow-capped peak reached up to challenge the sky. A beacon burning at its summit, guiding travellers home to warm, safe halls as the wide sweep of the road approached vast doors, flung open to welcome him. With months and miles between them, Erebor still beckoned.

The mountain had caught him in its thrall.

Bilbo grimaced at his own lies. It was not the kingdom that had enchanted him so, but its king. Thorin was the one who made him long for gleaming stone and blazing forges where once he craved lush earth and open skies. Even now, he could feel distance of his friends like a pull on his bones, urging him to turn back.

There had been too many lonely, cold nights with only Gandalf for company. Once, Bilbo would have appreciated the solitude, but these days it cut at him like a knife. He missed Bofur’s jokes and Kili’s carefree teasing; Ori’s shy conversation and Bombur’s simple meals. When the sun fell, the whisper of Dwalin’s whetstone over his axe did not lull him to sleep, and empty, cold air settled around him where warm bodies once lay.

Maybe he had started the quest a stranger to the dwarves, but by its end, bonds tighter than any he had ever known held them together. Without them he felt vulnerable; small, alone and helpless with it.

Absently, he checked his belt for Sting’s presence, as he had every day since he had left the mountain. The sword hung there still, not that he was any better at using it than he had been when Thorin first pressed it into his palms. There had been no time to practice his skills during the winter. He had been too busy helping Thorin hold together the broken bones of his home.

Before that…

The memory of the first few days after the battle assailed him anew, knocking the air from his lungs and shaking his body at its seams. He could not recall those desperate, painful hours without bringing back a flood of fear and despair. It had been a strange time, dream-like, hovering on a precipice of blood and misery.

The ghost of Thorin’s fingers, lax and unresponsive, drifted across his palm. Bilbo had clung to him for more hours than he cared to count, gripping tight as if he alone could anchor him in the living world. Ravages of fever robbed him of clarity, leaving blue eyes glazed and unseeing. Death had been an ever-present spectre in the shabby healing tent, carrying its dirge on the wail of the wind and its chill in the swirls of driving snow.

With a jerk of his head, Bilbo threw his thoughts aside. There was no point in dwelling on the past. Thorin did not lie dying; his sister-sons did not breathe their last. All were well and so they would stay, safe within Erebor’s walls. Besides, he would rather relish the moments that came since, when potential heartbreak had faded to nothing but a nightmare.

How many hours had he spent by the hearth, sitting in a makeshift nest and listening to Thorin speak of his plans to rebuild? That small space had been a haven for them both, neither private nor quiet, but intimate all the same. It was by the gentle balm of those leaping flames that they both began to heal.

It had been like witnessing the thaw, not up there, in the wilds of the north, but here in the Shire, where ice gave way to blossoming snowdrops and hardy evergreens shook snow from their boughs. Thorin glowed with strength, despite his lingering injuries. Determination filled him to the brim, tempered by compassion and dedication for his people: not just the dwarves, but men as well.

How could Bilbo witness that and not lose his heart all over again? Even what happened with the Arkenstone was not enough to smother those emotions. Instead, they lay dormant, only to awaken once more as Thorin came back to himself, more vibrant in Bilbo’s eyes than ever, but just as unobtainable.

‘Foolish hobbit,’ he whispered, chewing on his lip. He may look at Thorin with tenderness in his heart, but Thorin had given him no sign that he shared his affection. At least, not in any way Bilbo could discern. Of course, dwarves probably didn’t play by the same rules of romance as hobbits. Gestures that signified attraction to Shirefolk – such as providing and sharing food – seemed to mean nothing to the Company.

No, when Thorin shared scraps from his plate, he was simply making sure Bilbo had enough to eat from their sparse supplies; nothing more. With his kindness, he offered him a renewal of the tentative friendship they had once shared, and Bilbo would not ruin something so precious with his hopeless pining.