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#a silly little thing
butterfilledpockets · 8 months
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@tapakah0 @somerandomdudelmao
I am sorry I could not help myself-
based on the apocalyptic au these two have conjured
(featuring some small Easter egg peeps)
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yourfavoritebookclub · 5 months
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The Wolf & The Heir of Fire (Fenrys Moonbeam POV excerpt)
Fenrys sat, his golden fur a shining beacon as he laid next to the Fae-Queen of Doranelle.
Her presence grated. It was a dark venom that flowed in his veins. A side effect of the all consuming sacrifice he’d made in the name of his twin. The brother who had been placed on the other side of the cold stone throne upon which Maeve sat.
Fenrys had become Maeve’s plaything, her entertainment, her pleasure.
Her whore.
On the ground in front of him Rowan, Vaughn, Cairn, and Lorcan kneeled, their foreheads touching the floor in a bow. The submission of high lethal fae warriors bound by the Blood Oath never failed to make Fenrys shudder.
“Rise.” Maeve’s voice was a soft, unearthly command.
In unison the males lifted their bodies off of the floor, but did not move to stand, remaining on their knees before Maeve.
“I have,” She paused briefly, an amused smile on her lips, “Something that needs doing quite badly.”
Her hand dropped over the arm of the throne, and Fenrys lifted his great big head to allow her spindly fingers to twine through his fur.
He let out a low growl of pleasure at her touch.
The dichotomy of the Blood Oath.
Maeve was the bane of his existence, his warden, bought into slavery by her blood and coercion.
But she was also his queen.
His ruler to please, to obey.
She was quiet as she examined the cadre, her index finger and thumb lazily stroking Fenrys’ golden ears.
“Aelin Galathynius has crossed into Wendlyn.”
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silkling · 2 days
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Rest easy, brightspark
Your work is done
Come now, brightspark
Your peace is won
You've given much
For that,
I grieve
But it time now,
My dear
To leave
You need not be strong enough
To carry the world
Not anymore
Your burden passes on
As those you've left behind
Greet a new dawn
I am sorry, brightspark
For what my blessing brought you
I am sorry, brightspark
That you cannot see your promise through
But it is time, my brightspark
To move on
Rest easy, dear brightspark
Your work is done
Come now, little brightspark
The war is won
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cherrydreamer · 2 years
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Thinkin' bout Billy and Steve on their first lil beachy date out in Cali, and Steve's dressed all fancy in his polo and cute pastel shorts and preppy little deck shoes, so of course Billy can't resist picking him up and dunking him in the ocean. And even though Steve's laughing about it (in between calling Billy an asshole and wringing the salt water from his shirt) Billy does feel a lurch of guilt when he realises that Steve's expensive, designer watch has gotten all ruined by the sand and seawater.
So even though Steve insists that it's fine, that he kinda hates the watch anyway because it's bulky and ugly and not really his taste, Billy spends twenty minutes trying to win him a new one from a claw crane game outside a trashy arcade on the boardwalk.
And ok, maybe Billy can't quite get the top prize of the super fancy gold watch with, like, three different faces (the one they clearly put in there to attract the gullible tourists and that Billy knows is almost certainly tied down or weighted or something) but he does still manage to get a watch.
A kids' one. With a bright orange plastic strap and a huge smirking Garfield face which has to be flipped up to see the time.
It's definitely bulky. It's clearly ugly. But somehow it turns out to be exactly Steve's taste. He puts the hideous thing on straight away, giggling madly as he gets Billy to help him fasten the plastic buckle.
And Billy thinks it's just Steve being Steve, just his adorable dorky maybe-hopefully-possibly-boyfriend playing along with the joke. Thinks that Steve'll get home and he'll toss the watch into the trash or maybe, if he's feeling sentimental, into the depths of a drawer somewhere. A souvenir to look back on one day when all this is done.
Except...
It's later. Years later.
And they're out for dinner. Celebrating their anniversary at a fancy restaurant, the kind of place where the servers wear white gloves and where the wine probably costs more than Billy's childhood home only he'd never know cause they don't put the prices on the menu and Steve always handles the check.
And they're both dressed nice. Casually elegant with neatly pressed slacks and shoes all shined. But as Steve reaches across the table to subtly entwine their fingers, Billy spots it. The watch. Peeping right out from under the sleeve of Steve's crisp, collared shirt and grinning up at Billy.
And it's still bulky and it's still ugly, but now the paint is scratched and chipped in places and Garfield's bright orange face is more of a watered down yellow after years of wear out in the Cali sun.
Billy smiles. He runs his finger along the chunky plastic and then looks up with mischief in his eyes.
"It's starting to look like Garfield's finally had his day, darlin'. You fancy a walk along the boardwalk, after dinner? Swing by the arcade? Could win you a Ninja Turtle one this time, if you say pretty please."
And Steve grins too, almost as smugly as the cat on his wrist, and he leans in closer and murmurs, "How's this sound, baby? If you can get me Michelangelo, then I'll blow you under the boardwalk like old times."
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mishqua · 2 years
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Harry -'I love you.'
Tom- 'No you are not copying my homework.'
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streberthevampire · 1 year
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tmw you're just a silly little guy !!!
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butchfalin · 5 months
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the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again
#yeehaw#1k#5k#10k#posts that got cursed. blasted. im making these tag updates after... 19 hours?#also i have been told it should say speech loss bc nonverbal specifically refers to the permanent state. did not know that!#unfortunately i fear it is so far past containment that even if i edited it now it would do very little. but noted for future reference#edit 2: nvm enough ppl have come to rb it from me directly that i changed the wording a bit. hopefully this makes sense#also. in case anyone is curious. though i doubt anyone who is commenting these things will check the original tags#1) my friend did not do this on purpose in any way. it was not intended to distract me or to hit on me. im a lesbian hes a gay man. cmon now#he felt very bad about it afterwards. i thought it was hilarious but it was very embarrassed and apologetic#2) “why didn't he use 🫵🏼?” didn't exist yet. “why didn't he use 🆗?” dunno! we'd been using a lot of hand emojis. 👌🏼 is an ok sign#like it makes sense. it was just a silly mixup. also No i did not invent 👉🏼👌🏼 as a gesture meaning sex. do you live under a rock#3) nonspeaking episodes are a recurring thing in my life and have been since i was born. this is not a quirky one-time thing#it is a pervasive issue that is very frustrating to both myself and the people i am trying to communicate with. in which trying to speak is#extremely distressing and causes very genuine anguish. this post is not me making light of it it's just a funny thing that happened once#it's no different than if i post about a funny thing that happened in conjunction w a physical disability. it's just me talking abt my life#i don't mind character tags tho. those can be entertaining. i don't know what any of you are talking about#Except the ppl who have said this is pego/ryu or wang/xian. those people i understand and respect#if you use it as a writing prompt that's fine but send it to me. i want to see it#aaaand i think that's it. everyday im tempted to turn off rbs on it. it hasn't even been a week
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yourangle-yuordevil · 4 months
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That time in ancient Greece when Aziraphale needed a speedy horse and accidentally invented the pegasus
VS.
Whatever Crowley had going on in medieval times
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bereft-of-frogs · 15 days
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There’s that post that’s like ‘everyone should get into a tiny niche fandom at least once’ fully agree, that was really fun -- but I would like to add that everyone should get into a fandom where their opinions run counter to major fanon because it really teaches you about sticking to your guns and trusting your interpretation of the text without having to rely on peer validation
because WHAT are people talking about sometimes
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bizarrelittlemew · 1 year
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Are you frustrated you can't leave second kudos on AO3? or third kudos? or whatever-who's-counting kudos?
Well, have I got the html for you!
Plop any of these in a comment (by copy&pasting the code) to make an author's day and show your appreciation!
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It will look something like this (and will be transparent with white outline on dark backgrounds):
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Feel free to spread and use these as much as you like! (and if you have ideas for other variations, let me know ✌️)
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cashmoneyyysstuff · 5 months
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you’ve been katsuki’s for as long as you can remember.
sure, he had never outwardly called you his girlfriend, but when you were both seven years old, he came up to you. chest heaving slightly from running up and down the hill where he had gotten you a freshly plucked out bouquet of flowers. the roots were still clinging to them and he got dirt all over your hands from forcibly grabbing them and shoving the bouquet in them before you could even form a sentence.
“since you accepted the flowers, you’re mine now.” he mumbled, his little hands tightened into fists at his sides and chubby cheeks a cute shade of pink, staring at you as confidently as he could.
a grin grows on his face when you respond with a simple “okay !” and a bright smile. the grin on his face never disappears even as his mom scolds him for getting you both all dirty.
you were katsuki’s in middle school too, when the boys in class decided to play kiss, marry, kill and he had somehow gotten dragged into it. the girls in your class tried their best to seem uninterested, claiming the boys were being childish, but you noticed how hard some of them were straining their ears trying to hear what the guys were talking about in their own little corner of the room. you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little curious as well.
katsuki was as ruthless as you’d known him to be, choosing to kill any girl that wasn’t to his liking, which ended up being all of them. much to the other boys’ chagrin, claiming he had no taste.
then your name was brought up.
at that, his eyes widened and he turned in his seat to see if you were watching. you had never turned your head away so fast in your life and you were pretty sure you heard something go “crack”.
he clicked his tongue. mumbling something about how stupid the game was before muttering out a “kiss yn, marry yn and kill that other bitch.” before getting up and stomping away, claiming he had to go to the bathroom followed closely by the whoops and hollers of his two friends behind him.
you both made eye contact when he walked out and you think you’ll never forget how red his cheeks were.
you were katsuki’s when he was the one to walk you to and from school everyday, claiming you would somehow get lost without him. you were katsuki’s when he had begrudgingly shoved homemade valentines day chocolates into your arms, mumbling something about how you had been upset nobody had gotten you anything last year, conveniently leaving out the fact he had scared off all the other guys trying to offer you anything.
you were katsuki’s when he grabbed your hand during the winter because he said you’d “end up dying of hypothermia with the way you’re chittering over there.” and you were his when you were the only person he laughed around. loud, genuine laughter that you and only you could squeeze out of him. you were katsuki’s when he randomly kissed you goodnight at your door one night and he’s been doing it ever since, and gets all pouty when you turn away from his kisses to tease him.
“are we dating ?” you had asked him. you’re both in high school now and you’re in his dorm room. your legs are on his lap and he’s got a comfortable grip on your leg, which tightens after he registers your questions “hah?” he looks utterly confused and a little insulted as he looks back at you, his entire face scrunched up in confusion. you pinch his nose and he swats at your hand.
“are we dating ? like—am i your girlfriend.” you say again and katsuki’s face scrunches up even harder. he huffs and looks back at his phone, landing a little smack on your leg still placed in his lap. “ ‘course yer my fuckin’ girlfriend.” he spits out, obviously irritated. then he looks back at you “I haven’t made it obvious ?” he says sarcastically. one of his eyebrows lifted as he pokes at your leg still very much in his lap.
you simply shrug “s’not that. it’s just because you’ve never actually asked me out before, so i was a little confused on where we stood.” you mumble. he stares at you while you speak and he stares a little longer before sighing. then he leans towards you and flicks your forehead.
“ow !”
“dumbass.” he murmurs. there’s a slight pout on his face and his cheeks are light shade of pink when he looks you in the eyes again. he grabs both your cheeks with one hand and smushes them together to push your lips out and presses multiple wet kisses onto them that have you squealing and squirming. his wet lips are pulled into a smirk when he pulls back and you try your best to at least look a little angry, you really do. but it’s useless when he looks at you like that.
“of course you’re my girlfriend” he reiterates. his smirk’s been replaced for something softer, something more sincere as he gazes at you with so much unadulterated affection it makes your head spin a little. “you’ve always been mine.” he says it in a teasing tone and his hand is still smushing your cheeks out and it hurts a little but his eyes are still the same. they’re warm and soft and so, so enamored with you and only you.
when he finally let’s go of your face and pulls you fully into his lap, you realize katsuki’s been yours for as long as you’ve been his.
you smile brightly at him but turn your nose up when he leans in to kiss you again. “i still haven’t heard what i wanna hear though, mr. bakugou.”
he rolls his eyes and pinches at your thigh as he mumbles out a “don’t call me that.” sighing, he looks at you intensely and you suddenly feel very shy.
“will you be my girlfriend, ya shitty girl ?” and he says it as a joke, you both know it is cus his lips are already forming into a smirk the second he finishes his sentence. and you’re pulling at his nose the moment you register it, but you’re both smiling hard. he laughs and you’re sure you’ll never get tired of the sound. “what’s your answer, pretty ?” he asks playfully and you pretend to really think it over just to mess with him, and giggling out a “yes!” when he suddenly pounces on you. flipping you both over and tickling you mercilessly, calling it revenge for you “taking too damn long to answer.”
you’d been katsuki’s for as long as you can remember, and you hope you can be forever.
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crescentfool · 4 months
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december 31st but i make it silly (based on a tumblr post, below the cut!)
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everyone say thank you xenia, i made adjustments for the december 31st context but nyx avatar is still fitting.
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original draft of the last panel. i considered putting the bi flag but i didn't know how to squeeze it in. we love ryoji mochizuki in this house.
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sysig · 3 months
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Permission to headbutt: Granted (Patreon)
#My art#UT#Sans#Papyrus#Ft. something smol and I do on a regular basis ♪#This could be Handplates or it could be classic Undertale I leave that up to you lol#I definitely picked up a lot of the style quirks lol - but there are some of the ones that I like myself! Like Papyrus' darkmode clothes lol#And Sans' shorts having the stripe in the front haha - little details ♫#Realistically it probably is Handplates tho just based on where my head's at lol - I love the Handplates dynamic :D#Handplates#I talked myself into it! Pfft ♪#I found myself relating a lot to Sans especially while rereading - I want nothing more in the world than for my siblings to be happy! <3#So I gathered up a bunch of ideas of things especially me and smol do together and this was the most obviously cute one haha#Easiest to do! Tho I did still go a little extra on this lol#I'm trying to do more digital stuff ♪ It wasn't the best art day and I'm still a little nervous to jump right in :')#Not doing any sketches on paper beforehand feels weird but I guess it is thematic in a way lol#And I'm still pleased with how they turned out hehe#It really does feel nice to be drawing them again <3#And doing silly sibling things! Hehe#I dunno how clear it is since it's so ingrained into how smol and I talk to each other lol family language!#One of us will literally just announce ''bonk'' and the other will prepare for/lean in for a headbutt haha#She is a tiny bit taller than me - it's not quite /this/ extreme but she does lean down for me! S'cute <3#I like to think Papyrus would do the same hehe ♪ Let your lazy brother headbutt you! He can only reach so far!#On minimal effort anyhow hehe#It's just a fun way to be silly together ♫♪#Also yes I did show this to her and she cosigned lol - ''Cute'' -smol
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youryurigoddess · 15 days
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Aziraphale is a keeper of the divine order who instinctively creates clutter and turmoil. Crowley is an agent of chaos who stress cleans like an addict. These two ineffable idiots really are perfect for each other.
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wuruwan · 4 months
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the big scary creature of green lake
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