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femoso-seben · 7 months

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Task Force 141 x Genz Gn Reader

Stupid idea I'm gonna call the series: Madness from Another Dimension (MAD)

TW: Mention of death

It was an accident. Honest to god a full-on accident. One minute you are walking the next fall from the sky. You hit the ground kinda hard and look around. A few people stared at you nearly as shocked as you. You were instantly grabbed and dragged into a building.

You looked around and immediately began to smile uncontrollably. Price was standing right in front of you and so was Soap. Your heart begins to accelerate with joy.

“Who the fuck are you?” They ask aggressively. “How did you get here?” You stare at them, and a nagging question hits you like a truck you had to know.

“Shepard is he Bold or has a mustache?” You yell frantically. He stared at you dumbfoundedly.

“Answer—”

“ANSWER ME! BOLD OR MUSTACHE??”

“Bold.”

“Is Gaz’s black?”

“How do you know him!” Price points his gun at you.

“IS HE?”

“Yes!”

“OH THANK GOD!” You shout collapsing onto your knees and laying on the ground your anxiety settling. “He’s bold this is fantastic!” You cheer.

“What happened if he had a mustache and Gaz wasn’t black?” Soap asked seeing your excitement in a weird light.

“I would have cried!” You state look at him.

“Why would a mustache make you cry?” Soap asked squatting down next to you so confused.

Your mouth falls open— you had so many things to say. Where do you begin? How do you begin? You didn’t want to die! You haven’t seen Ghost in person yet! You had to hear his sexy voice in person!

“Let’s start from the beginning.” You wave your hand around. Price folds his arm waiting.

“I was walking home and fell out of the sky and here I am.”

“Love that’s bullshit.”

“Mofo I locked eyes with a motherfucker, he saw me fall and go out there, he can confirm it!” You yell.

“Two, I think I’m from another dimension.” The two stared at you and then turned to each other.

“Your fucking crazy,” Price snaps grabbing you by the arm and dragging you to a room and shoving you inside. “You are under confinement by the military.”

“Well….” A few hours pass you and where terribly bored Soap took your phone without you even noticing. Your mind races around, how did you even get here?

The door opens and four people step inside. You felt yourself smirking and tried to swallow that smile. You look down, all of them are here. How fun.

“Hello, John Price, Johnny MacTavish, Kyle Garrick, and lastly the famous Ghost— Simon Riley—”

“How do you know our fucking names?” Ghost barks, you feel a shiver run down your spine, and smile uncontrollably again.

“Why are you smiling?”

“Nothing—” you hunch over cackling, you really need to get your nervous laughter under control.

“Tell is!” Price snaps his irritation visible.

“It’s just… your video game characters for me. from my world.”

“You are insane—”

“Kyle you joined the British army in 2014, Ghost joined after 9/11, Soap you met Price in 2014. Am I wrong?” You ask them getting serious, and they look at each other.

“Alright say you are from another world and we are video game characters to you, why does it matter if General Shepard has a mustache or not?” Soap folds his arms still hung up on your lash out.

“Simply I needed to know what timeline I was in.”

“Alright you are crazy,” Price growls storming up to you.

“The game you are part of is called Call of Duty, it’s a point-and-shoot game made for boys and men. It is all about war and the military. There was the original timeline and the reboot, I had to know which one.” Soap touched Price's shoulders and pulled him back. He was probably the best to ask questions.

“Alright, which timeline are we in?” Soap looks down on you, with cold eyes that turn you on.

“The reboot.”

“You preferred the reboot—”

“You all died in the original timeline.” Your words shut them up. They had this look of shock. They turn to each other, maybe you are crazy you seem crazy. They had nothing to say.

“What does this have to do with his mustache—”

“It’s how I associate things in my mind.” Soap slowly nods, a weird association but he got it. He also has particular associations, this was yours.

“One I ask if Gaz was black because in the other timeline he was white?”

“I WAS WHITE?” Gaz yells shock written all over his face. He looked shocked and bewildered. His mouth hung open and he looked pale.

“YOU WERE WHITE AND THAT TURN ME FOR THE LOOP!” You yell back feeling the hype again. “You were also a background character, not really important.”

“You were killed right in front of a helpless Soap.”

“I—”

“Ghost you were shot from point-blank range and your body burned, you were betrayed. I miss you, Roach.” Ghost reached his hand out— he needed clarification.

“Soap dies in your hands Price and you were severely injured. and implied died from it”

“Wait wait wait!” Soap interrupts “Let’s go back to Gaz, I watched him die?”

“Yes.” Soap turns to Gaz who looks back there is shock in their eyes. They seem to share a little moment together.

“You said I was betrayed, who?” Ghost asks next.

“You should sit down,” you comment. This Ghost was less trusting or maybe the same as the old Ghost but it’s best if he sits.

“I’m fine,”

“Ok.” You stand up and look him in the eyes, “You were with a comrade who’s not in this reboot called Roach. He was shot in the chest and you were shot in the head.” You explain calmly.

“By who?” Ghost demands again.

“General Shepard.” The room grew dead quiet. Ghost uncrossed his arms in shock.

“Also in that timeline, I think World War 3 happens.” You casually state.

“You think?” Soap snap.

“I never played the original one, but I remember my brother’s behavior after, he was mourning.”

“What happened to the general after he killed me?” Ghost quietly asked.

“Soap stabbed in in the left eye killing him.” Ghost nods his head, at least his killer died.

“You said Soap dies in my arms, how.”

“Severe blood loss acting getting majorly injured for the 3rd time.”

“Man, that’s…”

“Lame?” You finish Soap’s words he nods and looks a little disappointed.

“Price continues on the mission but at the end, he is implied to be dead. He died smoking a cigar.” Soap and Gaz chuckle and turn to Price.

“Who killed me?” Price asks.

“Russian terrorist.”

“Alright… this timeline who dies.” Soap folds his arms ready to hear the most gut-wrenching stuff.

“None of you died.” Soap let out a long sigh and turned to the others with a smile. Gaz nods his head in a sigh of relief. “But that shouldn’t make you too happy don’t get careless.”

“How do we believe you?” Price finally spoke up. You look around, At the start of the game, all of them have known each other for a long.

“I know you found American missiles with a terrorist group.” The air turns hostile, how do you know this?.”

“Your next stop is Amsterdam… say hi to Alejandro for me.” You smile and sit back down leaning back with a smile.

“If you know the future, tell us!”

“Go to Amsterdam I don’t remember the cartel but the next place after Amsterdam is Mexico. I’m telling the truth if you don’t believe me go. I can't give you all the information I don’t remember but I can tell you the major plot points. Come back when you're done.”

They turn back to you before leaving. As the door closes you collapse onto the bed and begin to giggle, you’re living the high life. Hot military men all around you. Ghost even talked to you that’s all that matters. They will be back, of course, they come back. They need to know more and you can enlighten them.

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#cod x reader #call of duty #141 #simon ghost riley #captain price #cod #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #crack fic #stupid idea #shitpost

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raya-rhaenyra-ahsoka · 1 year

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Daemon Targaryen as a Dad:

Daemon, in ep. 2: Kids are so annoying. Their cries sound like pigs being slaughtered. I don't want having those little shits ever.

Daemon, in Ep. 6: I have two baby girls now and they're adorable. I hope they grow up to be bad ass women like their Mom.

Daemon, in Ep. 8: I'm a proud father of 7 kids, with another one on the way! I even got them dragon eggs for them to hatch and scare the shit out of people! 4 of them are gonna marry each other and rule the 7 kingdoms and Driftmark when my wife and I will pass. I love them all so much!

Daemon, in Ep. 10: YOU MOFOS KILLED MY BOY?! THIS IS WAR!! I WILL DESTROY YOU ALL! ESPECIALLY YOU, AEMOND! I WILL STICK MY SWORD UP YOUR ONE GOOD EYE!

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bengiyo · 3 months

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Cooking Crush Ep 10 Stray Thoughts

Last week, Prem and Dynamite deepened their relationships with their boyfriends but neglected their relationship with Samsi. We learned that Dynamite is not on speaking terms with his dad ever since he came out, and won't force Fire to come out because he knows firsthand how poorly that can go. Samsi wasn't thrilled about being kept in the dark and broke up with his friends, leaving their group chat for the competition.

Interesting. I was wondering if we'd see Samsi coming back in the clutch, but instead we get Ten.

Episode 10: The Trio of Friends: Like Three Essential Elements in the Trio Paste

Dynamite has Fire whipped. You can see Fire's dynamic with his mom kicking in.

I like the way Ten is helping them process this, knowing that there aren't any immediate fixes to this.

Thank you, Metha. Let's get to the emotional core of what Samsi is feeling. He's worried about being left alone. I'm so happy they're giving Dome real work in this role.

They left a note!!

I love Metha, and I also love that he won't back down on pushing his friends to be open and honest with their boyfriends.

Wow, Ten listened and already kept them in the game.

COME THROUGH, TEN. Fuck those bullies up!

I'm loving that Fire is here to support Dynamite and is giving him the charge he needs.

Oh, I really liked the way they hugged.

Let's talk about how good these glasses work on Ten with this outfit and this determination. I'm here for it.

Okay, this shirt changing scene is so sensual and tender. It's what I deserve. Years of Off characters struggling with Gun's characters. This is everything I've ever wanted from them.

I love this resolution. I like that Ten gets to stand up for them, but they still have to compete on their own merits as a duo.

How these two failing to manage moving around each other.

🎶 AND THEN A HERO COMES ALONG 🎶 I got actual tingles.

Metha is here, too! I hope he brought Samsee.

The narrative of this dish is so satisfying. I cried.

This white man is amusing the shit out of me.

I love Ten stepping away to let the friend have their moment.

I think it's time we cut Changma in the face.

Changma is so unprofessional. I despise this man.

Fyyyy!! Myyyyy!! They are now yelling their pet names in public.

I'm so proud of Fire. I don't mind him pretending to gate coming out behind the competition. He's ready.

Metha is a real one, and I hope he and Samsee become a thing.

Dammit, Prem! Don't run away from a confession!!

Goddamn. Prem gets discouraged so easily.

Not this mofo again! I'm sick of him!

He hit Prem with that James T. Kirk double shoulder grab.

FUCK YEAH, TEN! THAT MOFO DESERVED TO GET DECKED!

Yes, Ten! Make him say it! Make him shout it! We had enough of that shit with Saengtai already!

Oh hell yeah all our threads converge next week!

This show is so fucking good holy shit. Samsee had completely normal fears about being left behind and not being enough for his friends, but he came through for them. Fire and Ten were here to support their boyfriends. I love Ten making Prem say it, because it's important to make things clear. I love this show so much and am so happy for OffGun. Dome got to do real work, and they're letting Aungpao play a nuanced character too. We are eating good (pun intended).

#Ben watches #cooking crush #cooking crush the series #thai bl #bl series

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pnwdagnabbit · 2 months

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Okay, y’all. I need to show this off and brag a bit. I’m one lucky son of a bitch.

So… I have talked to my bro @i-like-the-eyes about tats, what I wanna get, where I’m lookin’ at, and so on over the last couple weeks. One of them bein’ the neck tat that Donald Pierce has, only I wanted one like… more my style?

Like a skull with .45 colt revolvers for the crossbones and wearing a cowboy hat, rather than the military beret for Special Forces. And mannn… I woke up this morning to find Catchy fuckin’ made me this beautiful, badass, motherfuckin’ sick as shit, EPIC tattoo design!!!…

😳😳😳😍😍😍SERIOUSLY!?!? Y’all, if that’s not the most GORGEOUS design, then I dunno what is.

I cried. I was legit sobbing like a baby. 😂🙌

I am SOOOO gonna save up so I can get this bad boy for my birthday! I have GOT to get this TAT!!!

I will workout a thousand times harder and try to get extra muscle mass and leaned up around my chest and neck so that it’ll look how I want it to with where I wanna get it done. If I can’t get in the right shape by my birthday, then I’ll go and schedule it for Christmas. That way I’ll have time to get my ass in shape and save up. Either way…

I have to share, cuz that fucker is BEYOND talented. I am SOOO damn honored to call him brother. He’s my dang family and this just goes to show the amount of true-blue character, generosity, heart and soul, dedication, and love this man has for his friends.

No one asked him to do this! It’s not my birthday or a holiday! He just did it, cuz he’s that fuckin’ awesome and shows he cares, and I need everyone to know that about him. Anyone who don’t know how cool that cat is?… Welp!… Now ya do. *mic drop* 🎤💥 BOOM! Catchy is awesome. Here endeth the lesson.

-Dax (one spoiled ass mofo)

#DO YOU SEE HOW INCREDIBLE THAT TATTOO IS!?!)#Y’ALL!… The shading and highlights and details!?!?#It IS SIIIIIICK!!! FUCKING GORGEOUUUUS!!! 😍😍😍#My bro is the BEST!!! ❤️🧡❤️🧡❤️#TALENTED AS FUUUUUCK! 🎤💥🙌#Y’all NEED to know how awesome he is.#There ain’t many ppl that go outta their way for others.#It’s rare you find honest to God REAL friends like him.#I don’t deserve him or his tat but I’mma KEEPIN’ THEM ANYWAY!!! 🤣🤣🤣#MINE!!! 😍🤗😁😂❤️🧡💛#i-like-the-eyes #pnwdagnabbit

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silurisanguine · 2 months

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21, 50 and 72 of the oc relationship asks for seren and sam please?

thank you for the asks @bearlytolerant!

21 - Who typically tends to initiate intimacy first (this can be a conversation, action or anything)? Sam is a horny mofo, so he is always testing the waters verbally and if Seren is willing, will initiate intimacy. But Seren isn't beyond doing it herself. She tends to be more impulsive about it, then plan it.

50 - Who’s the romantic? Oh Sam is such a romantic. He meant it when he wanted those walks on the beach and candlelit dinners. So it's a good job Seren is too. She almost cried the first time he brought her flowers as she'd never been given any before. (And they were harvested during an excursion to a planet where she'd commented on how pretty the flowers were, that he'd remembered and gone back there to gather them for her). Seren's romantic acts are arranging a get away in Paradiso, with full spa facilities and private beach away from the tackier aspects of the resort.

72 -If someone flirted with or showed an interest in their S/O, how would the other react?

They trust each other implicitly. Seren - "I know Sam is attractive and his name often gets him attention. But I find it amusing how easily Sam can brush off unwanted attention, making sure they know he only has eyes for me." Sam - "Seren has this ability to redirect people. At first I must admit, I got a little jealous how she behaved with some people. But as I got to know her, I realised it was sometimes a way to deflect conflict or get a person on her side. She takes that flattery and depending on her mood, can flip it back on them. It's her empathic abilities. But all that flirtation is a play. When it's real, there's a change in her eyes, like a twinkle. So I dont worry none when she's playing them."

#Seren Jones #Starfield OC #Sam Coe #Siluri writes #OC relationship asks

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kuwdora · 9 months

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not-June Something Prompts Day 3: Tell us about a favorite fandom experience.

Hayyyy, time to get nostalgic on main. It was Vividcon. The year was 2011 (a lifetime ago!)... It was the year of X-Men: First Class and James McAvoy and Michael Fassbender had taken over slash fandom’s brain. We had a room party that year at the con. We rewatched the film and a bunch of X-Men vids. I even made a hilarious Fassbender vid featuring all the horrid movies he's been in my god he's been in some awful shit and it's hilarious.

An excerpt from my con report circa 2011: There was an epic quest to get blue curacao since Dominick's din't have it and the other liquor store I called didn't seem to understand me when I was asking for curacao, idk. danegen and I even went to ask the bartenders at the House of Meat for advice on where to get our supplies since we needed the blue, okay. The Quest for Curacao was left unresolved on Thursday but I had given assurances that they would find the stuff sometime on Friday.

It was so important to have a blue drink because of Mystique and Beast. loveoklest and danegen ended up finding us the curacao. HEROES!! And Deejay had made like 90-100 drinks that night, what a fucking mixologist rockstar. It was fucking brilliant, okay. HEROES. @danegen and I also made up a drinking game for our party attendees. Danegen made a POSTER. I can't even remember how many people ended up in that hotel room but it was good time. I’m gonna blow danegen’s mind right now because I still have the poster. Found it when I was cleaning a few years ago…

Behold:

It was... a lot of drinking. @monkeyswithjetpacks had the most outrageously funny commentary during the movie. It was great, it was all great. :) Anyway, also check out danegen's vid Golden Years which she made to premiere at the room party. (@danegen do you have this on youtube?) Text version of the drinking game under the cut.

X-Men: First Glass - Sobriety Was Never An Option

Take a drink when

Someone uses their mutation

Kevin Bacon speaks a foreign language

Someone cries

Charles says “groovy”

There’s a reference to gay rights

There’s a reference to 1960s Civil Rights Movement

Michael Fassbender’s Irish accent bleeds through

Charles calls Erik ‘my friend’

We see Hank’s feet

There’s appropriation that pisses you off

A woman or character of color is treated like an object

Emma’s anachronistic underwear is on screen

Charles and Erik are playing chess

They travel to a new city or country

Someone is in a bar and/or having a drink

Raven hits on Hank

Charles and Erik casually touch

There’s m/m subtext amongst the students

Charles is a douche to people who are on his side

There’s a reference to the future

Charles tries to boss Erik around

Raven rolls her eyes at someone

Erik tortures someone

Erik speaks a foreign language

Riptide silently does as commanded

Azazel teleports like a mofo

Begin chugging when

Erik grins (HANDSOME SHARK)

Raven stands up for herself

Erik lifts the submarine from the water

Charles experiences Shaw’s death

(full list of questions here)

#so much drinking. lmao #blogdora #not-june something prompts #textpost

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nirikeehan · 11 months

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kicks down door DID SOMEONE SAY YOUNG CULLEN & SAMSON KIRKWALL SHENANIGANS

ahem. I mean. I'm so normal about this.

aNYwAy, give me those two hooligans with: 'a mage’s staff, splintered in the center' and/or 'templar armor, marked by lightning', please??

Oh my God, Mer, this one got away from me.

As in like, I sat down and banged out 4k in the course of a week.

So I decided to post the whole thing to AO3 here and post the excerpt that fills the prompt here for @dadrunkwriting.

Set up: Cullen and Samson are tasked with bringing in a runaway mage named Danyel. They track him to Darktown, Samson tries to negotiate, but things are about to go sideways.

WC: 1515

CW: Canon typical violence, PTSD, Samson is a shady mofo as per usual

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Cullen held his breath. This was the crucial moment, when the apostate had to choose between surrender and a less pleasant alternative. Danyel seemed reasonable enough, and Samson made the Gallows far more appealing than Cullen thought he could, especially on the fly. The boy scraped a knuckle against his eye, thin chest heaving. Samson waited, keeping a steady gaze on Danyel.

Danyel’s face scrunched up, and with a frantic cry, he twisted out of Samson’s grasp and dove for his staff.

“Fuck,” Samson growled, but Cullen moved faster.

He leapt forward, drawing his sword. The mage swung the staff toward him, summoning a magical barrier along the way. Cullen’s sword clashed with the shimmering shield, its energy crackling and vibrating under his steel. Cullen dug his feet in, throwing his weight against the barrier while he summoned a dampening effect from the lyrium in his blood. He raised his off-hand, spreading his palm wide, and the barrier stuttered. Danyel gasped from the effort of trying to maintain the spell, going pale as the blade broke through.

Cullen’s sword bounced off Danyel’s staff. The staff splintered in the center, but did not break in two. The force threw them apart — Cullen recovered and assumed a defensive stance, while Danyel backed up into the far wall.

By now Samson was at Cullen’s side, blade drawn. Unlike Cullen, Samson favored his left hand when fighting, and the two of them stood before the mage like a mirrored image.

“This is a bad idea, Dany,” Samson said, advancing on him. The mage threw a ball of lightning that he dodged, and Samson darted to Danyel’s left and thrust.

The boy stumbled out of the way, herded closer to Cullen. Cullen tried to make a grab for him, but Danyel ducked and spun behind Cullen.

“I’m not going back!” Danyel spun his staff and slammed it into the ground, chain lightning rippling through the air around him.

The electricity was so close Cullen felt his hair standing on end. He fell back beside Samson, waiting for his friend to make the next move. Samson had an enviable fluidity to his sword work; what he lacked in brute strength he made up for in dexterity and creativity. He saw openings that eluded others, and wasn’t afraid to take risks that templars of noble stock, having been trained in more gentle dueling tactics in their youth, tended to avoid.

Samson feinted to the right, then pulled away when Danyel aimed his next spell there, sliding past the mage and delivering a blow on the boy’s shoulder with the flat of his blade. Danyel cried out in pain, nearly losing control of the staff.

“That was a warning,” Samson said. “You ought to rethink this, before I lose my patience. You stand down, we stand down.”

“You won’t.” Danyel turned to follow Samson’s trajectory, giving Cullen a shot at his back.

Cullen summoned another wave of dampening energy. He delivered it on the boy’s dominant hand as he tried to hurl a lightning ball in Samson’s face. The spell fizzled, and Cullen managed to grab Danyel’s wrist, holding tight.

“Let go,” Danyel cried, but Samson had already seized his other arm, twisting the staff from his grasp. Together, they wrested the boy to his knees.

“Didn’t want it to come to this,” Samson muttered. “You know that.”

“Would you like to shackle him, or should I?” Cullen asked quietly, while Danyel continued to fight against them. He hoped Samson would volunteer, that maybe if someone familiar did it, that might calm him.

Samson let out a haggard sigh. “I’ll do it.” But as he reached for his belt pouch, Danyel wrenched his arm free and, with a heart-wrenching scream, aimed a crackling fist at Cullen’s breastplate.

Cullen did not have time to react. One second he was leaning over the mage, the next he was flying backward through the air. He hit the wall with a stunning force; the air escaped his lungs as he slid down to the floor.

I’m dying, he thought, struggling to breathe. He lie prone on the ground, unable to stand, unable to move.

Above him, Samson and Danyel circled each other. Samson had his sword sheathed, his hands in the air. “Listen, Dany. Listen. It’s not too late. I know a guy, all right? I can get you in touch with him. He can get you out of the city. I just need you to calm down. Just calm down, and you and I can walk out of here, forget this ever happened.”

They’re leaving you. Leaving you to die. The voice slithered through Cullen’s mind, and it sounded so much like Uldred’s that he began to shake. That’s what everyone does to you in the end.

Samson had his arm around Danyel. “Hey, look. Where’s your staff?”

The boy turned, searching for the fallen weapon. Cullen coughed, gasping for air. Samson looked up, his deadpan grey eyes meeting Cullen’s own. Samson inhaled once; without breaking Cullen’s gaze, he raised his mailed fist and slammed it against the back of the boy’s head. With a sickening crack, Danyel crumpled to the floor, unconscious.

Samson stepped over the mage’s body, kneeling beside Cullen. “Easy does it now. Slow breaths. You just had the wind knocked out of ya, is all.”

He gripped Cullen by the shoulder and helped him sit up. Cullen tried to listen and not let the panic win. With each inhale he seemed able to get more air into his lungs; he felt his pulse, at last, slowing. Samson knelt nearby, keeping silent, waiting him out.

“I’m all right,” he whispered shakily. “Sorry.”

“’S nothing to apologize for.” Samson inclined his head. “You’ve got a wicked souvenir, though.”

Frowning, Cullen followed Samson’s gaze. His breastplate had a scorch mark snaking through it, slashed diagonally through the flaming sword emblem.

“Shit.” Cullen let out a desperate, manic laugh.

He climbed slowly to his feet, relieved that his armor had absorbed most of the impact and nothing felt broken. He’d probably be bruised for weeks, but it could be worse.

Samson returned to Danyel’s motionless form, staring down at him with a tired look on his face. “Poor blighter.”

“Is… he going to be all right?” Cullen asked uncertainly.

“Yeah, yeah. I think so. He’s got a nasty crack on the head,” Samson said, as if he wasn’t the one who had put it there. “But once the healers look at him, he should be fine.” He prodded the boy’s torso with the toe of his boot, searching for pockets full of contraband.

Cullen leaned against the wall. He still felt out of sorts, not entirely stable. He licked chapped lips and wished he was back in the barracks, in his bed, where he could be horizontal for about a month. “What… what was all that about?”

“What was all what about?” Samson didn’t look up.

Cullen wondered, suddenly, if he’d perhaps hit his own head without realizing. “Didn’t you tell him… you know someone who could get apostates out of Kirkwall?”

Samson raised his chin sharply, eyes narrowed. “What — and you believed me?”

“Well.” Cullen felt as though he were back on that awful ship that had sailed him to Kirkwall, with the ground unsteady beneath his feet. “You sounded very convincing.”

In the growing silence Cullen feared Samson might be angry with him, but then a smile broke on his lips and he let out a sly laugh. “And a bloody good thing, wasn’t it? I was worried for a bit he’d take us both out and we’d never see him again.”

Cullen could not share his friend’s mirth. The encounter had been too fraught, and the calls too close. Samson was right — it could have broken bad in far more ways than it had. Cullen felt a little ill, seeing the undignified way the young mage lie there, having his person rifled through. He looked away and cleared his throat. “Well. I suppose we ought to figure out how to get him back to the Gallows.”

“Right. At least we’ll be able to collect that pat on the head from Meredith.” Samson strode to Cullen and leaned companionably beside him, crossing arms over his chest. “You think she’ll make good on the lyrium bonus?”

Despite everything, Cullen felt the warmth of gratitude spreading through him. He bit back a wry laugh. “I wouldn’t count on it.”

“Nah, I guess not. I swear that hag must have a good cackle every time she denies my requisition requests.” Samson shook his head. “Fine, then. We’ll have to go out for drinks to celebrate. Don’t even think of refusing, I can see it in your face that you want to. I think we deserve it for surviving the mage’s onslaught, don’t you?”

Cullen let out an exasperated breath, but Samson’s enthusiasm was infectious. He smiled wanly. “I guess you’re right.”

“Damn straight I am. Now c’mere and give me a hand. I have a feeling this kid’s gonna weigh more than a sack of Carta dwarves.”

#cullen rutherford #raleigh samson #cullen & samson hours #fics #dragon age drunk writing circle #did i spend an hour learning about swordplay just so i could deem it canonically plausible Samson is a left-handed fighter?#all for one dumb moment of imagery and symbolism?#YOU BET I DID #i'm normal about samson

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 2 years

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yeah im done with this back and forth of characters i like Mikey is on my hate list

fucking side eying that mofo rn

i hope he cries bc of killing michi fr.

I think Mikey is currently on his own hate list too

#i still love him!#conflicted a bit rn but still love him #tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo revengers spoilers

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thewollfgang · 3 months

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I had my first wild Orin encounter. She scares me, honestly, heebie-jeebies all over and I'm certain she'd be delighted to know that. To think Maggie Robertson would be scaring me again in a completely different game.

And speaking of things that scare me, I hate clowns, they freak me out. Wouldn't touch the creepy buggers with a fifty-foot pole. So, for now, I will leave the circus be. I'll probably go there once I settle everything else in the area. (So I can mentally prepare lol.)

We were sooo right about Toy Guy. His basement was a pain and if he wasn't suspicious already, all the traps down there sure set off a few red flags. The gold was worth it though. I heard there's better clothes and dyes in the city so I'm saving up to spoil Astarion. XD

Also, just to let you know, I think this update will likely be either the last or second-to-last one for a while because I'll be moving soon so I won't have time to play. I won't be moving too far from my current home so maybe it won't be a long process but with how big of a procrastinator I am I wouldn't bank on it being a short one.

Oh god yeah, Orin is one freaky mofo. I appreciate the passion though, even if it's completely deranged. The VA killed it. metaphorically, and perhaps literally.

I hate clowns too, but I didn't mind this one so much. You don't have to deal with him for long AND you get to murder him. Twas a lovely time, over all.

I want that peacock coat for Astarion SO BAD. He deserves it! I want to wrap him up in finery and then pull on his hair a little. I've been working on a fic with him and my Tav, but I've forgotten the order of certain things in Act 1 & 2, so i might like...do a solo speed run to try and get things together for fic purposes. ^^;

Aw, well, feel free to pop in anytime, doesn't have to be about bg3! We're pals now, yeah? So feel free to stop by and update me in general, I love hearing from you. Moving is such a pain, even if it's quick. I always get super stressed during moving, though the most recent move i only cried ONCE. Progress! XD So I'll be thinking of you and sending you good moving vibes :)

#bg anon #bg3 #asks #anonymous

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lazypanartist · 2 years

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Ack— lemme think…..

How about Psimon x reader headcanons where reader gets severely hurt during a mission?

Feel free to reject/wait on this if you need to

..this is my 2nd time writing this because Tumblr likes to Not Save my things sometimes 🙃

But yeah! Physical harm/comfort is one of the things I like, both for consumption or creation!!

Warnings: Depiction of injury! No beta reader

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The world is falling apart around you

You can vaguely register the cries of the rest of your team, both of battle and pain

Chunks of rubble hit the ground, raining down from the collapsing ceiling

That's probably how you got into this mess, actually

Sprawled across the floor, bleeding from multiple areas

Your leg's probably broken.. not that you can register much pain, the way your head is pounding

You probably took a pretty nasty hit that you can't remember right now

"Psi..mon?"

You feel yourself say his name more than you hear it

The edges of your vision were creeping in, darkening with every passing second

Blood rushes your ears as you wait for a response

A sign

Anything at all..

"(Y/n)?"

You could feel his response, a gentle smile tugging at your lips

The mind link

Of course

"(Y/n)!"

You wince as you're picked up

You register Devastation looking down at you with.. was that pity in her eyes?

It didn't matter

The darkness caught up with you before your thoughts could

...

You come to in a hospital room

(Everyone say thank you to Uncle Lexie)

The smell of cleaning agents hit your nose first thing

Sterilization in good hospitals? Smells like the stereotypes

Unfortunately

Trying to turn your head, you winced

Still hurts like a mofo

"(Y/n)"

"Hm?"

You tried to turn towards his voice

Still hirts

Now that you're conscious, you can feel other wounds

Cuts, bruises.. your leg was almost definitely broken

"Psimon..?"

"I'm here."

His hand covers yours, fingers lacing gently to avoid the Band-Aids that litter your fingers

You can feel him move around you, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed to be in your line of sight

He has a few wounds himself, a bandage just barely visible beneath his sleeve

Hopefully nothing too serious..

He offers a small smile; the same one he gives when you two can be domestic, gleaning your brain just to feel your thoughts

"Still so worrying when you're the one with head trauma.."

You offered an indignant mumble, squeezing his hand

"..it's not too bad, is it?"

"You should be cleared for missions again as soon as your leg is healed."

"Good.."

You two sat in silence for quite some time; a somewhat common occurrence for your relationship with the telepath

You both knew it wouldn't do any good to panic about the situation; sometimes, things Happen during missions; the consequences can be unavoidable

Instead, you two relished one another's company

You never can tell how much longer you'll have, especially with your line of work

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Didn't mean to get Real™ on main today; sorry about that 🙃 Reqs open, ofc

#psimon onslaught #yj psimon x reader #yj psimon #psimon x reader #psimon #onslaught #young justice onslaught x reader #young justice onslaught #x reader #xreader #x reader headcanons

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justgojoshoe · 2 years

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Sinful Desires Jealous!Jungkook x fem bodied! reader

Tw; rough sex, unprotected sex DONT BE SILLY WRAP THE WILLY. Lots of biting , bets. Pretending to like hoseok. breeding kink. soft! Dom! Jungkook x Sub! Reader My first story be kind 😭

summary; are you at hoseok make a bet and whoever wins gets money ofc. well you never would’ve guessed that bet lost you your virginity.

I straight up lost the first draft so I’m sorry it’ll be short.

This all started when Hoseok decided it was time to show you your crush was most definitely reciprocated. “No Hobi they’re not- he’s not-he doesn’t like me and that’s the truth and I can’t change that how many times do I have to tell you” fierytears well in your eyes as you’re forced to think about the truth again and again and you scowled at him because he’s forcing you to think about it this is all a cruel joke. “ I’m telling you Y/n he does! Ugh fine I’ll show you. Pretend to flirt with me today and see what he does if he does nothing you win 50$$ and if he does something I win 50$$” you sigh and nod in agreement some cash wouldn’t hurt right. He shoots his adorable heart smile. His calloused hand meets yours and you grab it. You guys walk around the dorms and really just flirt. You sit on his lap a couple times he kisses your cheek. This is definitely not unnoticed by jungkook. His teeth grind and his fists clench. He sits next to you two. You giggle “oppa. Stop tickling me” you giggle “ yeobo, I’d never not with the way you laugh!” Jungkook straight up snatched you off his lapand threw you over his shoulder and scurried to his room leaving a smirking hoseok. “ I’m gonna be rich” he hummed. Jungkook threw you on his bed. “ you can’t call him oppa anymore. Don’t touch him either!” You tear up leaving jungkook surpised his once vein decorated biceps slowly go back to normal. He then holds you as you sob quietly. “ you shouldve told me you were in love with hoseok” hoseok cries in laughter and muffles his giggles as he runs straight to yoongis room to spill the tea. You can hear his loud ass. Hes slipping and tripping he’s straight up hysterical as he slammed Yoongis door shut. Jungkook waits then looks at you. “ no I’m in love with you Y/n” you gasp as he takes the opportunity to shut you up a d slip his tongue in your mouth. You moan as he feverishly kisses you. He only paused to say “ can I? I’m so close to ripping these damned things off your body.” He gasps “ are we- are we like together? “ he looks at you I’m disbelief as you mentally face palm for cock blocking YOURSELF. But as much as you needs him you had to hear the words fall from his beautiful lips. “ yes , I love you. I thought my confession would’ve gotten that across.” He chuckles “ then fuck me not as a friend as a lover oppa.” “ jungkook I wanted to hear you scream it so hoseok knows he’ll never have you.” You want to correct him but you want that dick.

When he said he’d rip those clothes off he was not kidding I REPEAT this is not a drill he ripped those mofos off with ease.. even your jeans and underwear. HOW JUST HOW DID HE DO IT ( girl idk ) not gonna lie it turned you on. You then sat up to pull off his shirt but he pushed you down and did it himself. You marvel, no basked in the glory of those cheese graders there is no fucking way they are abs they’re too sharp. You swear he’s built by the gods. So beautiful yet so handsome. Your eyes trailed ha fair and toned skin. He leans in and bites your ear “ like what you see baby?” You blush furiously fuck pink your red as fuck. He unclasped your bra as he steals one more kiss however unlike the others this is soft and sweet it probably an apology to your cervix. Jungkook licks and nips at your nipple sucking it like it’ll produce his banana milk. He massages the other with his left hand as his right sneaks down and rubs your clit. He moves down as he shoots you one last look for concent. When you nod he licks his lip and sucks on your clit like the world depended on it he’d lick and nip here and there but the thing that never change is the way he’d look at you, pupils blown wide and brown eyes black with the desire to ravish your body. He never looked away studying the way your head threw back or the way you’d drool and moan incoherently and mewl. The way you grip the bed sheets or shake when it felt good. He’d made you come twice by oral and still couldn’t get enough he was too addicted to your essence. You’d come 2 extra times on his fingers and he was finally ready to strip and fill you to the brim with his seed. When he unleashed his beast you almost backed away.

You knew it’d be big but not fucking humongous. “ it won’t- it can’t- there’s no way- IT WONT FIT!” He chuckles dryly “ I’ll make it. Doming worry youve been a good girl and I’ll make you feel like it. ‘Gonna fill you with my kids.” You blush and back down as his pink tip kisses your entrance. He grasps your hand as he thrusts in knowing he’d bust a nut if he’d go slowly, you were to fucking tight. He did however let you get used to his size. He started thrusting slowly looking into your eyes and picked up the pass as he could no longer control himself with the way your gummy walls sucked him in so well. He knew you weren’t gonna get away. He wouldn’t let you. You cry out as he thrust with all his might your boobs bounce as he folds you into a mating press. His eyes never leave the mounds of flesh addicted to the way they bounce. “ my- first time… thank you AH JUNGKOOK I LOVE YOU” he bites down on your shoulder till blood draws as he licks and gently kisses his art. “ first and last. You’re mine baby all mine”. If he gets to bite so do you , you bite down on his bicep you’ve always dreamt of the feeling. It was like a drug the addiction flows threw your veins and you know you will never break free. “ I’m I- I’m gonna- COMING” he already knew by the way you were clenching. “ be a good girl and come with me” he started rubbing your clit and it sent you straight to the moon. You scream in ecstasy as his cock kissed your cervix and empties a load in your womb. “ I love you baby” he pulls you close as you mutter “ I love you more”. He scowls as cum leaks from your pussy. “ this won’t do I need to fill you with my babies.” He thrust in and you moan. You were in for a long night. neither of you noticed the ding of your phone.

From: Hobi ☀️ ♥️ ; I’ll get the 50 from your purse 😈. Your welcome ’yeobo’ 💀. Oh also You owe me if yoongi pukes on my shoes!

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how’d you like it. Please say it was good.Please say it was good. Please say it was good. It’s 5 at this point and I lost my first draft 😢

it’s my first fanfic but won’t be my last if you liked it I’ll do more of any group or anime characters. Even genshin 😏 requests are open!

unedited and not proofread! Sorry I hope it’s good!

love ~ your local unnie!

#jungkook #jung hoseok #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook angst #hoseok x you #jhope #jungkook smut #jungkook fanfic #jungkook fluff

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sotogalmo · 10 months

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5:52

Onto my Ichimatsu/Sunny (not shipping) ideas.

I have actually been thinking bout having OHHELL SUNNY with some of ichi's outfits (the “D∆T” shirt one fits more). And with the fact that I kinda see them relating to each other (cats, quiet, anger issues?for sunny), siblings, closely tied with purple).

Why not kinda make SUNNY in this OHHELL AU, somewhat like Ichi? More like highschool ichimatsu, but still. Ichimatsu and Sunny having some of his personality n stuff just make sense to me (with his spray-painting gig, when he feels way too down n all to not do spray painting, he goes to alley ways to feed cats. At least he's helping another being - etcetc).

Mewo is Mari's cat, Sunny has his own cat called “Mera”, but Mera's name changes ig (some people call Mera, Purrsest - or just 'Kitty'. Mera responds to them either way; and those 'people' being Sunny's new friends — hooligans; Angel, Kim, Vance, Charlie and The Maverick)

One time Sunny had to get a shot for smth(maybe he was sick, and he sent himself to the hospital because he's not really.. suppose to get sick; ik, weird fucking thing in his head but meh. lore). After getting said shot, mofo stayed outside his house a bit more to hang out with his own cat(Mera is a stray, in the future on where he's done with doing school stuff, he buys an apartment and lives there with Mera)

Hehehehehehshdhiwhdheh,, may also add some Sunbleched (maverick/Sunny) stuff,,,, yeah why not. Imma add some of them here since somewhere round the truth being found out/when HERO finally got out of his house, they got together.

Maverick is not really an animal person, but he deals with them just fine! Mera and him get along normally.

Maverick does change his name legally. Not sure to what tho,,,

Sunny still has hallucinations but they are weaker in the future. Maverick helps by being dramatic and distractingly handsome (Sunny's words here okay)

Maverick and Sunny cosplay,, not what type of characters but they do

Maverick is a dolphin chronotype(no set schedule, sensitive sleeper, maybe has a lil of insomnia) but says he's an early bird to be seen as cool. Sunny is a bear chronotype (waking up gruff and tired if no full solid 8 hours of sleep. sleeps in a lot, snacks too), and says he's a night owl

(God bird maverick and bear sunny are now in my head)

Maverick likes the ocean. I can see him n Cris being friends

(that's all for the hcs. I'll do more later on)

#time diary(?)#audrey/kellie's time diary #omori sunny #omori #omori au #OHHELL AU #Winter Hell AU #ichimatsu #highschool ichimatsu #ichimatsu matsuno #omori sunbleched #omori hooligans #the maverick x sunny #the maverick omori #ohhell au here to feed sunbleched fans #<- i guess????????

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lady-lauren · 1 year

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Plz keep us updated on your Demon Slayer journey hehehe 🙏🏻

I’m on day two of watching

So far I have:

Cried over a demon dying

googled why this mofo Muzan looks like Michael Jackson (no one had answers)

debated what color kitana I want (the answer is blue)

and sat to attention every time a new character appears to figure out if they are one of the hotties I have been told to watch for

So it’s goin great 😂

#lauren answers #for real I knew I would get obsessed with this show #and god damn I’m getting in deep #I wanna learn more and more about this world #I’m still watching the drum demon episode rn

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frobin · 2 years

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I promised on twitter to give a review of movie red with a focus on FRobin.

Sadly there is not much to say about the movie FRobin-wise. So, I'll try to give an overall impression about the movie without giving (hopefully) any spoilers!

Film RED Review!

As said, there is not much FRobin in the movie, Franky and Robin stand beside each other once. But there were many scenes that were only short and so hard to analyse.

But compared to that there wasn't any shipable scenes for Robin at all! At least if you don't count the fact that she seemed to hang around Brook a lot (which honestly is in this whole debate a highly underestimated contender!!).

What I really enjoyed was the soundtrack! I'm normally not a fan of songs that I don't understand but "Film Red" has an amazing soundtrack and I don't mean the songs by Uta (Ado) but the overall motifs!

Some felt so familiar and I can't put my finger on and I can't recall the songs (my brain is more one for remembering stories than melodies).

Either way it was great because it really underlined the overall athmospheres of the scenes.

THIS IS NOT A MUSICAL! There is a lot of music but it's not a muscial!

Some things seemed illogical. There were a couple of scenes that made me think "excuse me? Who would act like that in that situation?" but compared to some other movies it was very linear and logical.

I heard before that the Strawhat crew is not as present in the movie but honestly, it felt better than some others. They all had the same amount of screentime, sticking together as a crew.

I liked that because in some movies you only get focus on a few characters and others are put on the backburner. So maybe the Strawhats overall weren't around as much (also because of the flashbacks to the story of Luffy and Uta) but it didn't feel like it! They all got to fight, they all got lines and they all worked together!

That is a HUGE plus in my book.

Which reminds me: I love Brook and good for him! Lmao

Anyway another point about this movie is something that might change the idea for some but... both Yasopp and Shanks still get the "Worst Dad" award.

Really... what the heck? XD I was not expecting THAT but yeah not going to say much more about it...

BUT SERIOUSLY?! ESPECIALLY NOT WITH THE SCENE SHORTLY BEFORE THAT?!

I WANT TO SAY THINGS! I CAN'T WITHOUT SPOILING STUFF. So I won't. God Damn It! XD

But! If you are a fan of Shanks, there will be at least two scenes where we get a full look onto his chest so look forward to that.

Also we saw a bit more of Shanks crew and how strong they are. Fascinating!

Another thing to look forward to are the second outfits for Coby and Helmeppo. I haven't seen a lot because the animation was very fast but what I saw looked really good!

One thing that got clear to me and that very fast was one plot twist. The second plot twist not so much... mostly because I hoped that would never be a plot twist in One Piece XD (I should have finished my fanfiction years ago gdi!)

But again, it was well done. Except that the whole thing could have been easily avoided xDDDD God, stupid idiots!

Special mention that Momonga was part of the movie. I love him. Also holy shit Borsalino you crazy mofo! Issho could have done more too... overall did the Marines not shine... except Coby and Helmeppo! Also Blueno, suprisingly!

The BM Pirates that were there also did a good job! I despise Big Mom and her crew but the family-love the siblings have is really cute. Can't deny that. I had a couple of good laughs too!

Now on another note... the underlying theme overall is... like... serious. There are very serious undertones in the movie I won't get into right now because again that would be spoilers. But yeah... after the movie one girl said she almost cried and while I wasn't even near to crying I can understand if that movie touches you.

Last thing! I also now know what is up with this little guy and how Franky reacted to him:

Not really but also kinda what I expected. XD

Anyway let's give it two more months and I'll go deeper into the analysis if you want to hear it!

Everyone who still looks forward to see the movie! Have fun!

#Not Frobin #Film Red #Analysis #Review #Movie Review #One Piece Film Red

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