#what is this?

[go-see-a-starwar]

The Chosen One has taken over the Empire State Building [x]

[izzy-hands]

The Witcher + fine literature (in/sp.)

[m1nts]

Uhhh…. I was watching Phantom of the Opera- capvers made it gayer

[mildy-vibing]

Spoilers for the Sins of the Flesh update regarding the breeding tent.

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Okay but like who the hell is this? So, I booted up an old save of mine, worked my way through the new material and stuff and I got the breeding tent. Figured out the player can't breed so I'm like "ah yes, let's just make a follower that looks vaguely like me and just pair it with Narinder"

SO THIS WAS IT

- The One Who Waits default skin

- Goat follower, white primary pelt with variation B

I was expecting something cute and all, maybe a little scary but I got this

This freak of nature. And initially it was shock, then grief, then 'why did I waste a sin on this?', to mild irritation then to deep everlasting love for my baby boy. What else was I expecting? Being an Eldritch Abomination makes sense, not his fault he was born that way

I named him Potato Peel, he is now my darling baby boy. No one touch Potato Peel or I will simply go ape.

[3lectricinsomnia]

A la sibling rivalry

[ericvelseb666]

Soo...I found this while scrolling through YouTube....

[burnthatbridge]

illicit affairs

buddie | E | chapter 1 of 8(ish) | 3k | just a boy helping his boy bestie figure out gay sex, with a side of infidelity This is how it starts: Buck goes on a date with Tommy. How it goes from there, Eddie can't even begin to explain.

Chapter 1: born from just one single glance

It’s in the aftermath, when Bobby and Athena are safe and being checked over and the 118 plus family and friends is piled in the waiting room as usual — they all have their preferred chairs with how often they’re here — that Eddie’s unfocused mild interest in this new guy who his friends trust, turns to sharp notice. 

Eddie has to step away to call Carla, to let her know they got Athena and Bobby, to assure her that he’s fine, Buck’s fine, they’re all fine. And then he spares an extra moment to text Marisol because he knows she’ll see the news soon, if she hasn’t already, and will worry.

After, when he returns to the waiting room, Tommy’s in his seat. Eddie doesn’t really have a specific one he favors so much as he always takes one next to Buck. So, it follows that, Tommy is now sitting beside Buck. 

When Eddie left, Buck’d been pale-faced, and shaky in a way he wasn’t when Bobby was missing and he had a goal to focus on. Eddie hadn’t wanted to leave him, but it was Buck who’d said didn’t he need to call Carla? Let Chris know they’re okay?

Eddie pauses across the room and regards the scene before him. Tommy is leaned in, chatting to Buck, making wide, expressive gestures with his hands as he does. Buck’s still more grey than pink in the cheeks and one hand is clutching the arm of his chair, but he’s stopped picking at the patch of peeling paint he’s about tripled in size over their past handful of waiting room residences and there’s a hint of a smile curling the side of his mouth, which had been a grim line before, waiting for the doctor to report back on Bobby and Athena, waiting to be allowed to see them. 

“He’s in good hands.”

Eddie starts at Hen’s words. She appears from behind him carrying two paper cups of what Eddie understands from experience is the worst coffee known to man. He used to force it down because caffeine is caffeine, but he can’t anymore. It reminds him too much of the three minutes and seventeen seconds that were some of the worst of his life.

read on ao3

[respectthepetty]

I can believe whatever Dead Friend Forever throws at me, but this . . .? What is this bullshit?

Someone wants to actually be friends . . .

with Top?

Dafuq! What lies are these?!

[tomatette]

Adam Driver

[courtingchaos]

Eddie Munson x Reader (kind of?)

18+ No Minors

The meeting lets out after sunset and this time of year always makes Eddie feel like he’s missed a step on the stairs when it happens. What feels like a high noon sun disappears after two hours inside the rec center, plunging him into the winter darkness. Even with the chill people still mill around out front with their little paper cups of cheap coffee clutched in their hands while they say their long winded goodbyes. He knows they mean well and it’s good that everyone has connections but all he ever wants to do is leave after these meetings. Get in his van and drive for an hour to unwind the spool of thread that’s been spun tight around the bobbin of therapy.

You weren’t there tonight but he isn’t surprised, still misses you though. He could sense your anger mounting all last month and when you didn’t show last week he didn’t jump to a conclusion for the first time in long time. He sat through the meeting and listened to Charles and his droning calm and when he’d been let loose on the cold streets he’d made a beeline for the pay phone outside.

“Hello?”

“It’s Eddie.”

“Okay.”

A clink of a spoon on pottery, probably one of the misshapen bowls you’d made.

“I’m just checking in.” He shrugs even though you can’t see it. Keeps his tone light especially since you answered after two rings.

The improbable can’t be happening if you’re eating cereal after all.

“Did Charles ask you to call?” A snide remark followed by a crunch of what he can safely assume is Kix.

“No, I made a big boy decision all by myself.”

“Well that’s very brave of you.” Your tone suggest mocking of your group leader and Eddie huffs a laugh into the receiver.

“I figured you wouldn’t be here, but…” Eddie trails off because he isn’t going to tell you he misses you because that would suggest he’s in touch with his emotions, the very things he staunchly ignores in favor of keeping the panic attacks at bay.

“Was I so obvious?”

“A little. The storming out tends to tell people you’re a upset.”

You’re quick with your reply. “I wasn’t upset with you.”

“I know.” The cold creeps in under his layers and the flannel tied around his waist isn’t doing much to keep his lower half warm. Around him headlights swing around the faces of the buildings as everyone starts to finally head home. He tucks the phone against his shoulder so he can huff air into his palms to warm up and you must hear him.

“Are you still downtown?”

“Yeah.”

“Wanna come over? I’m just watching Happy Days reruns.” More crunching but a bowl of cereal actually sounds good right about now. He wants to say yes because he likes your couch, it’s dented in the right ways and he sinks into it every time. He also really likes your cat JD but who you call Tubs on account of him being so rotund.

“It stands for Jack Daniel, I bet you can’t guess what I was up to when I found him.”

But there’s this street light that doesn’t work right outside of your third floor apartment. Sometimes it’s perfectly fine but then some other times when he falls asleep on your too comfortable couch he wakes to a flickering. Something that seems to be Morse code, a cry for help from a sewn up dimension and it sends him into a spiral.

“I was uh, thinking about-“

“They fixed the street light.”

His pause must have been longer than he thought. “Uh, yeah I-I’m sorry about last time. I didn’t mean to swing at you-“

“I shouldn’t have just grabbed you.” You dismiss him, not unkindly, but for the umpteenth time he’s apologizing and you’ve said it’s okay. It wasn’t your fault he’d seen a petaled face in the dark of your apartment while you’d tried to calm him down. “Okay, let me rephrase this then. If you’re comfortable, the invitation is open to come have cereal with me and watch Happy Days-no wait I think it’s Bewitched now, yeah Bewitched reruns with me.”

“Oh Samantha is a weak spot for me.” Eddie drops another quarter in when he’s prompted. “I always liked that little nose wiggle.”

The silence stretches for a moment while he deliberates and you seem to move around your place. A quiet chirp tells him JD is weaving between your feet and looking for dinner and honestly, Eddie shares the feeling. “Okay.”

“Yeah?” Your voice ticks up in excitement he hasn’t heard in a while from you and it makes his decision concrete.

“Yeah, I’ll be over in ten.”

Played up whooping from you ends his phone call and he only has to grip his steering wheel a little bit before he finally turns his van on and heads to your place.

He lets himself in when he gets there. A bowl for him already on your beat up coffee table and JD sitting in Eddie’s usual spot. The couch swallows him like normal and he relaxes for the first time today. You tell him you’ll be at next weeks meeting and then show him that you can also do the nose the Samantha Nose Wiggle. It makes him laugh while he digs into his second bowl of Froot Loops and the street lamp doesn’t flicker once.

[misty-moth]

Found this hiding in my photos, and I don’t think I can ignore this, Newt.

[sydcarmyfan]

Me: I am no longer obsessed with SydCarmy

Me, 3 minutes later:

[goddesspharo]

Glen Powell at an event for WARREN ALFIE BAKER x Scarosso [x]

[safedistancefrombeingsmart]

I remember seeing something a few weeks back that was somehow related to this, but I don't know exactly what it was. Oh here, found it.

( source )

Probably just a small cameo. 🥴

[idontknowmyownmind]

Just got an idea from this

Everyone +Barrow -og!Cale remember

So, what if Barrow have been monitoring stalking Cale since he accidently saw him thinking that he is the Cale that 'killed' him for revenge but found out that they are different people

He should probably stop and start to search for 'Cale' but he got attached and now with the curse gone it turn into obssessiom because Cale is the first after a very long time he actually interest in (although unintentionally at first) and have a feeling for

When he heard about what happened with the other, he scoffed and started to move to get close to Cale

Cale wary at first and suspicious that Barrow only approached him because he think he is the 'Cale' everyone wanted

Barrow is harsh and blunt, he doesn't sugacoat his words when he told Cale that it was his first intention but it changed when he realized that he is not the 'Cale' he know, that he actually take an interest to him

There are upside down in their journey but they got there

Cale trust Barrow because even though he is rude and a bastard, one thing he noticed is Barrow never lie to him

The truth sometimes harsh, but Cale think it's better than sweet lies or empty hope

Is Barrow manipulating Cale? Who know, maybe yes, maybe no

What about Roksu?

Well, he remember, along with his hyungs

He know about the others reincarnation of course but he choose to not get close because he thought it's only him and his hyungs who remember

Until one day, he got a message from Cale, the real Cale, who told him that his 'family' is searching for him before he vanish

Of course when he found out what happened he is angry and upset, but more than anything, dissapointed

He look at them coldly and told them that he will not talk to them until they got any news about Cale

Roksu not gonna be this upset if it's the original Cale he know because then they can talk and they understand

But no, it's not him but a soul who know nothing, who doesn't remember anything

A gentle soul who is similar to original Cale, willingly sacrifice himself for his family in every universe, who is lonely and only want to be loved and happy in life, who yearns for those love just to realized that there never one for him who is him and not someone else to begin with

Guilt eaten everyone alive, especially the Henituse

Will they meet? Yes, yes, they will

But they meet through Barrow

Roksu who accidently saw Barrow who coincidently also looking at his direction froze along

They just look at each other silently, assessing whether they are a threat for themselves or not

[Barrow doesn't know that Roksu is the 'Cale' he knew what with his original appearance, he stare because Roksu looking at him as if he know him and a hatred so deep for a mere stranger]

But it broke when Cale appear beside Barrow, tugging his arm

And Roksu never think the soft look on Barrow's face is possible

Of course Barrow will not let Cale look at Roksu because he has a feeling something unpleasant might happens

And of course Roksu want to snatch Cale away because Barrow is dangerous, but seeing the happy smile and free laugh of Cale, he decided to observes first

And that's how he know that Cale is truly happy and he doesn't want to take it away from him

He inform the others about Cale whereabout and explicitly tell them to not do anything because he can see that Cale is happy

The Henituse of course refuse it but Roksu slap them with harsh reality that they already fucked up not just once and not only in this life, the least they can do is letting Cale has his happiness

[I know that I make Roksu colder here but he just so upset for him who he considers his brother, who is hurt again and again by his supposed family. He is not that harsh in his words but it still cut deeper for everyone]

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Different scenario

Previously, rather than switching body, Rok Soo was reincarnated as Roksu Henituse, Cale Henituse's older brother (no, there is no regressor Cale)

It's brocon Roksu, ChoiRok, and AlCale

In the modern reincarnation, Roksu reborn as Roksu again but there is no Cale

Cale never born as his brother

The one who remember are Roksu, Choi Han, Alver, Rosalyne, Soo Hyuk, Jung Soo, Ron, Vicross, Barrow, Eruhaben, Tasha, Whitira, and Paseton

Barrow is Roksu's cousin from his birth mother side

They never get along, with their memories still the same

The twist, Cale reborn as Barrow's little brother by 10 years

Cale born mute

At first, Barrow want nothing from his little brother especially considering their past

He know that this Cale doesn't remember anything but he is still bitter

But!!

He started to see how sweet, how adorable, of a cutie Cale is

Always smile and try to get close to him even though he is anything but kind to him, even though their parents act as if he never exist and only have Barrow as their kid

No one beside those who life and work in his house know about Cale existence, so yes, Roksu doesn't know about Cale, Barrow's brother, existence

As time goes by, Barrow's heart trembles and finally it melted

He who never considered Cale as anything but nuisance became quite protective toward his baby brother

He is rough but there is no doubt in the beginning of (brotherly) loves that started to bloom in his heart for Cale

Eventually he grown as a brocon who overprotective and always spoils his baby brother rotten lol

He has a mind to rubbed it in front of Roksu's annoying face but rethink it when a thought that he may need to share Cale, or worse having Roksu snatch him away, fill his heart with contempt

Did they meet? Absolutely

How?

Roksu seeing Cale from afar frozen and look at him with wide eyes

Cale look up at him and perk up, Roksu think that Cale remember

Cale run toward him, he half way lift up his hands with a small smile just to get frozen when Cale run past him

He slowly turn around and found Cale hugging Barrow, who ruffling his hair with a freaking smile, waist before got pick up and being carried by Barrow

Cale face redden and signs something but he still hug Barrow's neck and rubbing his check on Barrow's hair affectionistly

Sensing Roksu, Barrow look at him and send a smug look

Cale is shy so he only gave Roksu a little wave and hesistant smile when Barrow told him that he is their cousin before he hide his face on his brother hair

Since then, Roksu keep bugging Barrow to let him meet Cale

He act friendly and sweet because apparently he need Barrow's 'okay' if he want Cale to get close to him

Because Cale is a good boy and a good brother who listen to his Barrow hyung

Even though he has a feeling that Roksu is a good person, his hyung told him to not get close with him and his hyung always taking care of him and only want what is best for him so he must have a reason for telling Cale that

[tinkerbelle05]

29. “I got you your favorite.” but with superbat

Taglist & Masterlist

“Hey B!” Clark calls out. He was going through this oversized house looking for his husband. He checked the office, the Cave, and even the bedroom. But no Bruce. He was about to give up but then he saw a strange looking lump on the couch in the living room.

He approached it slowly but made his footsteps known. One time, when he first moved in, he walked towards a lump and spooked an assassin who slept with knives. He still was thin scars on his hands. Yes, said assassin was Damian who somehow gotten Kryptonite knives.

Clark slowly pulled the cover back to see Bruce, fast asleep on the couch and curled up into a ball. He looked too adorable for Clark to not snap a picture and make it as screen saver.

Of course the ruffling woke Bruce no matter how gentle Clark was being. Immediately he was alert and trying to get up.

“Clark, is there something wrong? Are the kid okay? Are they-”

“Bruce, Bruce, calm down. Everything’s fine sweets.”

That calms Bruce down enough so he isn't trying to get up. He spots the bags in his hand. “What’s that?”

“Oh, this little thing,” he dangles the bag in front of Bruce but pulls back whenever the man makes a grab for it. “You've been working hard on some drug bust so I got you your favorite. But your sleepy so I'll just pop this in the freezer.” He turns away with a smirk on his face.

“No, wait, Clarke,” Bruce grabs and turns him around. “I am never too tired for blueberry ice cream. That is blueberry ice cream, right?”

Clark let's out a gasp, “We’ve been together for how long and you have the nerve, the gall to ask me that?”

Bruce doesn't answer and makes a grab for the bag. “It is blueberry ice cream. And two spoons?” He looks up at Clark.

“Was hopin we could share it together.”

Bruce laughs and tugs on Clark’s hand to follow him to the couch. “Your such a sap sometimes.”

“Yea but you love this sap,”

“Yea, I do,”

BONUS

“Clark what is this photo? Where did you get this?” Bruce shoved Clark’s phone in his face.

“Oh, you don’t like the new screensaver? I think it’s cute.”

“Clark,” Bruce gritted his teeth together, “it is not about liking. It is about how you got it.”

“Well a magician never reveals his secrets Bruce.” Clark deflects the question and continues looking for his glasses.

“You are not a magician though,” Bruce argues. “Now where?”

Clark found his glasses, “I’m late for work, bye and love you.” Clark grabs his phone, plants a kiss on Bruce’s cheek and dashes out the room.

“We are continuing this when you get back. I love you too,” Bruce says in a quiet voice, knowing Clark will hear him.

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