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gutsybitsies · 1 year

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thinking more about the civil war between the camps because of jasico vs solangelo.

percy and annabeth & most old time CHB camper: team will. they love will, their lives has been saved by will countless times. they think he's awesome, they know about will's crush. they think that nico and will are really cute together, and that will would be great for nico. they're nervous about jason's crush, because they're pretty sure any combination of children of big three together will end up in a huge natural disaster if a bad breakup happens.

leo and piper & Fifth Cohort: enthusiastic team jason, they barely even know will. they all think that jason is the Hottest Shit, Most Handsome Dude, How Can You Not Love Him? piper feels guilt for dumping jason out of nowhere, and leo promises that if nico doesn't return those feelings he'll make a robot that looks exactly like nico who does (jason: leo no/ piper: leo yes). the other legionnaires are STUNNED that praetor grace is having boy troubles.

thalia: team jason, but not very enthusiastic about it because she thinks romance is overrated.

nico has no idea what's going on around him. he's honestly having the time of his life making friends with kayla and austin as well as the rest of the apollo cabin.

will is sure something is going on, but he's not sure what it is. he doesn't know quite what he feels about nico, they're friends and nico is really cool, but he doesn't really know how to proceed from there.

jason knows every single detail of what's going on betwee the camps. the missives. the missiles. the countless drachmas wasted shit talking back and forth between new york and california. the fistfights in the aphrodite cabin, piper almost losing her head counselor position because she's backing him and it's her and leo against the world here in camp halfblood. leo let slip his quip about robot nico and now his cabin is in revolt against him as well because uh fuck yeah they want to make a robot nico, except they won't have robot nico do gross stuff like feelings and dates. they'd make robot nico shoot flames and guns and arrows. it is entirely MORTIFYING for jason. jason wishes that a brick can hit him and make him lose his memories for a second time.

magical brick doesnt happen. what does happen is that he and nico play capture the flag together and get cornered trying to evade the enemy, so he gets to pick nico up like old times and fly them out of harm's way. and nico laughs and sticks out his tongue at the angry sherman on the ground below. and for a moment he's able to see the ridiculousness of the situation for what it is, which is hormone fueled teen drama, and decides that it's the most alive he's felt for ages.

#jasico #pjo #jason grace #nico di angelo #percy jackson and the olympians #hoo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #annabeth chase #leo valdez #piper mclean #camp jupiter folks just amazed that there's someone jason grace can't bag #and like nico's not really thinking about romance #because i hated that whole transition in BOO between him admitting his crush to percy to immediately crushing on someone else #look he's just being adopted by the apollo cabin and promising in whispers that he can secretly summon the spirits #of long dead legends #once he's healed up enough #he promises to summon beethoven and mozart

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hazelek · 6 months

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I finished reading System Collapse.

And it ended with Murderbot saying "yes" to ART!!!

🥳🥳🥳🍾🍾🍾

This book is a gift, thank you, Martha Wells 🙏

#The agender ace romance of all times #System Collapse #murderbot spoilers #System collapse spoilers #Murderbot #I literally can't contain myself #I love them so much #My cabin A4A couple #But make it 5 As or even 6 As #Autistic ace asshole adhd agender aro couple of all times #I wish I had what they have #murderhelion #ARTMB

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i-eat-worlds · 3 months

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Series Announcement!

[image ID: a photo of a warmly lit cabin surrounded by snowy woods. Large text that reads “A Crisis of The Heart” is overlaid on top of the photo. /End ID]

Happy Valentine’s Day! @pigeonwhumps and I are collaborating on crossover between our stories Alex & Friends and Immortal Cannon Fodder, featuring everyone’s favorite oblivious t4t gays, Aaron and Joseph.

The two must survive a frigid winter storm after a mission gone wrong. With Aaron injured and help unavailable, it’s going to be difficult, especially when things take a turn for the worse.

Featuring: heroverse, cabin fic, medical whump, situational whump, romance and mutual pinning

Tell me if this sounds fun and you’d want to be tagged in the first installment!

A&F Taglist (Tell me if you still want to be tagged): @rainydaywhump @painful-pooch @rainbowsandwhumperflies @snaillamp

#worlds babbles #whump #romance #series announcement #whump writing #whump community #medical whump #(Which will be accurate to the best of my abilities)#situational whump #mutual pinning #cabin fic

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monay-monn · 24 days

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My Current Pcs

Monay the False Saintess

✦| Angelic Cow-girl ✦| Current Li: Sydney (Fallen) > Avery ✦| Playstyle: Defiant ✦| Mission: Perfection (feats collecting + max skills)

Summary of File:

Very first 'normal' save + current longest running save, focused on playing through as much content as possible and achieving as many feats as possible. Accidentally got Angel tf after hyperfocusing on making money for an entire month by spamming the spa (wanted to make sure she could take on Robin's debt and still have extra money on the side to not get punished by Bailey). Very school + reputation focused (all reputation is positive), visits mickey and landry as much as possible to lower fame + buy pepper spray. Worst world corruption out of all the saves (stole ivory necklace + rite of defilement).

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Mammon the False Prophet

✦| Demonic Cow-boy ✦| Current Li: Sydney (Faithful) > Robin ✦| Playstyle: Defiant ✦| Mission: Become the Ultimate Lewd Priest (infamous reputation + Max lewd skills)

Summary of File:

2nd save + 2nd longest running save. Focused on doing all the things that Monay's save couldnt do. Playstyle is a little more risky with trying to get money using the lewder job options and trying to raise his lewd fame. Currently the save is almost exactly the same as Monay's save except they're less restricted by the way they can actually fuck around. Mostly made just to see the difference between rite of promise faithful!sydney vs rite of defilement fallen!sydney. Also supposed to be the save focused on romancing Whitney but ended up liking Robin and Kylar more.

Lowest world corruption out of all current Pcs (never stole the ivory necklace + rite of promise).

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Nene the Entropic

✦| Demonic Harpy ✦| Current LI: Great Hawk > Eden ✦| Playstyle: Submissive lewd ✦| Mission: Fuck around and Find out

Summary of file:

3rd save file, initially started to rack up Harper's love by repeatedly getting sent to the asylum, now turned into pregnancy save.

Currently the most chaotic save out of all of them. Restricting myself by not fighting the lewd encounters + not focusing on school and instead fuck around the outskirts/forest.

Explicitly made to dismiss/reject all the school/town lis.

World Corruption is currently unknown since I made her explicitly to stay the fuck away from the temple.

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??? the ???

✦| Fallen Fox-girl (intended) ✦| Current Li: Sydney (fallen) > ??? ✦| Playstyle: Defiant Crossdresser ✦| Mission: Get all virginities taken by Sydney (failed)

Summary of File

Created on a whim because I wanted a crossdresser PC. Has the most amount of Feat boosters out of all my starting PCs (mf used all 259 coins I had). Also created just to fuck around with Rite of Promise and trying to corrupt Syd. Current goal is to try and achieve fallen forgiven status + getting the other transformation feats I hadnt gotten yet (namely fox + cat + wolf).

Dont really have a name for her or for what kinda direction I wanna take her save file...

#degrees of lewdity #dol pc #monay the false saintess #mammon the false prophet #nene the entropic #??? the ???#if you notice the backgrounds they're all in their preferred safehouses ehe #Monay and Mammon are both very temple focused so they stay at the temple most of the time #they dont need to pay for bailey but it also keeps the wraith from haunting them #Nene is staying at Eden's cabin because that's the coziest out of what she's got #and she doesnt need to pay bailey while staying with eden :3 #??? is still stuck with bailey though cause I havent progressed her save file that much #though since she's gonna be romancing sydney that means she's gonna be temple focused too in the future #if you also noticed... ??? has the same grey eyes Monay has...#ouuu foreshadowing for future lore..#ouuuuu #I wanna eventually do an id card thing for them in the future #I think that'd be really fun #I mean technically all four of them already are wearing their school uniforms so yall alrd know what they look like...#also hehe monay and mammon on the verge of tears <33 #I love my sad little babies <33 #they're crying cause they just got out of a brawl :))#they like to fight <33 #fun fact: Monay has the vengeful sadist trait

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spacefruitpress · 1 month

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Get away from it all - download your copy of Leaves of Absence by Opal Moritz for the princely sum of FREE and retreat to a cabin in the woods with a M/M romance story. Grab it now at Amazon!

#mlm romance #mm romance #kindle deals #free book #queer romance #queer books #cabin in the woods #forced proximity #grumpy sunshine #opal mortiz

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sarahowritesostucky · 2 months

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All meta, imagines, character profiles, and excerpts from the upcoming e-book: "Until the Snow Melts"

Quick Character stats: Verne and Lucas

Couple Profile: Verne and Lucas

Quick Character stats: Bo

Excerpt from Ch 1: "Talk Me into It"

Exerpt: "That first, thrilling, arterial spray"

Nobody Cares about your OCs

#until the snow melts #ebook #book writing #aspiring author #romance novels #werewolf au #shifter au #snowed in #cabin fic #pregnant kink #a/b/o #alpha/omega #omegaverse #original female character #original fiction #m/m/f #m/f/m #m/f/m romance

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self-written-god · 7 months

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T | 1980 | f/? Human/lake creature | horror elements | lake cabin vacation, questionable courting gifts, lady of the lake but they're a monster

"Charlie? Dude?"

"Hmm?" Charlie answered, not turning around until her friend ran across the cabin in a blur of movement.

"Call the cops."

Only then did she look at her friend, frantically locking the front door.

"What's happening?"

"There's a foot."

"A foot?"

"Yes, a fucking foot!" She yelled, suddenly in hysterics as she bounced away from the door and towards the phone hanging next to the kitchen wall. Her fingers shook when she dialled 911.

"I'm at Kelpie Lake, the third cabin from the main road. Yes, from Thornfield Street. There's… somebody dropped a severed foot on the dock. Please send someone."

Charlie blanched. She looked at the glass doors looking out into the lake, its emerald green surface sparkling in the sun. They've been cleaning the cabin since their arrival the previous day. She slowly walked towards them, listening in while her friend talked to the dispatcher.

"My name is Sally Bloomfield, I'm here with my friend Charlie May. It's my parents' cabin. We cleaned the deck this morning, somebody had to drop it there later, somebody is here, right now!" she was screaming into the receiver.

There was something on the deck. On the swept and mopped up wood, in a small puddle of water, laid a pale, wrinkled shape. She stared for a long time, listening to her friend's frantic explanations and nagging to get someone here, please, until the shape started resembling a foot. She wanted a closer look, morbid curiosity itching at her fingers to open the door but she knew behind them she was safer if whoever put it there was still around. They must be because just two hours earlier she was sitting at the deck drinking her morning coffee. Since leaving was out of the question she did the next best thing and stood there rooted at the spot, unblinking not to miss anything that might happen.

"There are only these and the front doors, right?"

She flinched and looked away at Sally who walked towards her with the receiver at her ear. Charlie immediately looked back, fear grabbing at her neck and yanking, but the foot hadn't moved. Obviously.

"Yeah," she answered.

"I'll check the windows."

She rounded the cabin, closing all the windows with the receiver clutched at her ear like a lifeline until the police arrived. Similarly, Charlie was clutching to the sight in front of her. A bloated foot decomposing in the summer heat.

Despite a whole day of patrols and questions, despite the police tape, they stayed. The summer season just started and nearly all of the surrounding cabins were occupied and their presence helped to soothe their nerves. More of their friends were due to arrive in a few hours too. They got a direct contact number from the local sheriff and a patrol car was supposed to be circling the area at all times.

“They just want us here for free surveillance,” Charlie muttered as she watched the officer walk back to the car.

Sally didn’t say anything. They waited for their friends in the living room, with the deck in view.

“What’s with all the police tape?” Tommy asked as soon as he opened the cabin door, bags in hand.

“The lake needs to be scanned for body parts.”

“It’s a suspected disposal ground.”

The boy snorted, dropping the bags and approaching his friends but his face fell when they didn’t even turn towards him. He followed their gaze to the deck. It was wrapped in police tape as well. His eyes fell t the trail of muddy footprints leading to the sliding door from the entrance.

“Guys? What the fuck?”

The rest of their friends just walked in, their greetings cut by the weird atmosphere in the room. Charlie was the first to turn towards them.

“We found a foot on the dock this morning.”

“Excuse me?” Tommy sat down and the rest followed so the girls could brief them.

“Some animal probably found it and dropped it there,” Sally finished with an explanation the police gave them.

“But we should report any weird thing we notice,” added Charlie.

“So uh, no drugs?”

“Not while the police are running around, no. Is that your only concern?” Sally frowned at Jim, their usual source The boy just raised his hands.

“Sue me for wanting to relax after the story you just dropped.”

The friend group murmured in agreement.

“Let’s just all hit an early night, okay? I’m tired after the drive.”

Nobody wanted the couches with the lake view, even with the heavy window curtains, so they had to split between the two bedrooms. It was a tight fit but the closeness of friends brought comfort.

By the time all of them were ready for bed, it’s gotten dark. Their friends dozed off quite fast, but Sally and Charlie were too wired up with the events of the day to fall asleep. They sat in the armchairs next to the window while Jim’s sister slept in the bed.

“What are we going to do if we can’t swim in the lake?”

Sally shrugged.

“Next lake is just a short walk away and the area is pretty enough to just chill. Tommy wanted to check out the local farm. They make their own cheese and open a mini zoo in the summer.”

Despite everything, that pulled a smile out of her friend.

“I’d be down to pet some baby goats.”

“Right?” Sally smiled back.

They stood up to join Amy in the bed, and Charlie took a moment to look out the window, at the expanse of water. Most of the cabins had their lights still on, and the orange squares of their windows reflected on the surface. The lights rippled when she was watching like something moved just beneath them. Some fish perhaps. Or more like a snake, she thought, considering the movement. Coils and coils of serpentine bodies, bubbling the surface like boiling water. She blinked and the movement was gone just soft ripples on the water.

She joined the girls in the bed.

The next day started mostly the same. In an unfortunate way.

"At least it's not a body part this time," Charlie commented as she sipped on her coffee in front of the glass doors to the dock.

On the weathered planks, in a puddle of water, laid a dead fish.

"It matches the animal theory, I guess."

"It's in the same space," Charlie observed.

"We're not calling the police, right? It's just a fish." Jim frowned, but Sally shook his head.

"They said anything weird. This is weird enough, I think."

An hour later, an officer walked in, took a hasty photo and pushed the fish back into the water.

"It looks like an animal kill. Nothing to worry about," he reassured before leaving.

Nevertheless, the atmosphere in the cabin grew tense and they decided to leave for the day. When the surrounding areas were properly scouted and their trunk filled with groceries and alcohol, it was already dark. The living room light illuminated the deck and Sally walked to the glass to take a closer look.

There was something on the dock again but the shadows around made the object hard to identify.

"You know, my cat sometimes brings me dead mice. He thinks it's a gift," Tommy muses, squinting next to her. She hums in thought, before turning around.

"I need a flashlight."

Sally stood up to look around the drawers and handed her one. But when Charlie's hand reached for the door, she frowned.

"What are you doing?"

"We need a closer look, we can't call the police if it's just some weed."

"Can't you see from here?"

Charlie turned on the flashlight and pointed it towards the dock. The light was too weak to reach the object.

"Okay, fine."

The doors get yanked open and the smells and sounds of the lake enter the cabin. Charlie steps out. The planks creaked under her feet and the closer she gets, the more solid becomes the object in front of her. It's a pendant, damaged by water but still recognisable. But behind it, tendrils; inky black in the shadows and sliding down towards the water.

She pointed the light towards the water and for a second she could swear she saw a pair of black eyes watching her.

"It's a necklace," she informs them after closing the door and cutting off the cricket orchestra.

"Guess we are calling the cops then," Amy sighs, cheek squished against her hand like it was all just a big inconvenience to her. Not a potential threat to their lives.

It kept like that, random objects appearing now and then. They tried staying in the living room but they could never catch it, whatever person or animal was leaving the items to be found. Nobody seemed to notice anything amiss, no bubbling water or black eyes gaping at them from below the surface. No one except for Charlie.

It’s been a few days, patrols still idly circling the area and searchers finding the first body parts (seemingly from the same body, thank gods) when Charlie stepped out into the night just to observe. She could see the lights from the bathroom upstairs reflecting in the water, giving her a sense of safety as she took a couple of steps on the deck. She was wary of approaching the edge and the inky waters below.

The night at the lake was loud, all the creatures inhabiting it fighting for the loudest sound of their presence. The grass rustled in the soft wind, and water splashed aghast the pails. And yet, Charlie could hear something moving under her feet, below the wood. Something big.

The water splashed louder, bubbled and bulked like it was trying to take shape but its own nature betrayed its attempts. Then, a pair of huge black eyes was blinking at her. Once, then again, like it had two sets of eyelids.

Tendrils, black like tar in the darkness, slithered over the edge of the wood, carrying something, wrapped in dripping algae. It didn’t stop at the usual spot, shuffling closer until the item got dropped at her feet.

The tendrils hesitated, inching slowly toward her, leaving enough time to react, to run, but the curiosity and tenderness of the moment rooted Charlie to the spot.

It was cold and wet in touch but retracted quickly away from her ankle as if scared by its own actions. The item in front of her was revealed. A rusty dagger, probably from the bottom of the lake, lay at her feet like an offering from some fairytale.

He thinks it’s a gift.

Well, it was certainly better than a body part.

“Is it for me?” she whispered before the creature could shy away.

It nodded slowly, and her eyes adjusted to the light enough to notice hair, sleek and long, plastered to the scaled skin like algae.

“Thank you. Were all the other things for me too? The, uh, foot?”

It nodded again.

“I loved the gifts, but let me give you something next time. Tomorrow night?”

It watched her, only its eyes peeking out and she wondered if it was going to kill her, displeased with her refusal of gifts. She heard a sound and for a second worried it was a warning growl, but her brain finally registered it as a very croaky “okay”. She smiled, partially relieved and partially hysteric giddiness at whatever the hell she was just witnessing.

“Great. Goodnight.”

This time she took the gift with her with no hesitation and watched the black eyes widen and sparkle with joy. There was a splash, the body of the creature minutely peeking out of the water, followed by tendrils, or, tentacles. Like it was a very graceful octopus. Octopus-fairy hybrid. Charlie was excited to find out tomorrow.

#monsterlovetober2023 #Tentacles #monsterfucker #creative writing #monster lover #monster romance #original story #monster kink #Lake creature #Lake monster #courting rituals #Sapphic #Kinda #horror fantasy #horror elements #Fantasy #lake cabin #Lake house #The horrors and romances of summer vacation

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