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ekale · 7 months
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The struggle
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heartfullofleeches · 1 year
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Can’t explain why but thinking of the Alice in Wonderland reader makes me think of the “Michael with a B” vine (in a good way)
White Rabbit: Introduce yourself, dear
Wonderland Reader: Hi, my name is Reader with a Y and I just want to know where I belong....
White Rabbit: Stop, stop stop-
Wonderland Reader: huh?
White Rabbit: Where's the Y-
Wonderland Reader: Why can't I stop killing everyone and thing around me?!
[Another I thought of while writing this]
White Rabbit: Do you ever want to talk about your feelings?
Wonderland Reader: .... No
Cheshire Cat: I do!
White Rabbit: I know, Nine
Cheshire Cat, watching Reader stab another one of the queen's guards: I'm envious :(
White Rabbit: I know, Nine
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k-martins · 3 months
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Valentine's Day is approaching and I wonder if I'll be able to finish my Choso and Tsumiki fanfic by making sure their younger brothers chose their partners well - that is, following them on their cute date and avoiding getting caught during it.
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seequret · 9 months
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hanahaki disease au- good end (2021)
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teradiamart · 1 year
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Blessing ur timeline with rot mom Malenia
I need to finish it, this have been on my WIP folder for a ridiculous amount of time now
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angellayercake · 3 months
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I'm sure I have told you about this already @tasty-ribz but I am more to share with you again my dear 😊
You are the daughter of a low level gang leader with your family on the precipice of ruin. Your father, desperate to win the favour of the Eye of Zaun decides his only option left is to dangle you under his nose and just hope he takes the bait. Whether you are willing or not ...
In the shadows you spot the orange glow of a cigar bobbing in the darkness before you hear the subtle clearing of a throat. You find yourself suddenly alone with the dark shape slowly materialising from the shadows all the other smoking loiterers making themselves scarce. That cursed eye is visible first giving him away but you had known it was him as soon as he had made his presence known.
‘I wouldn’t leave my daughter in a place like this.’ He doesn’t even look at you, just flicks the end of his cigar into a puddle a few feet away. This is the opportunity you have been waiting for and yet you are frozen. He trails his eyes up from your feet and you can’t help but wonder what he sees with that cursed eye. There were all sorts of stories about it. That he had traded it to a witch for power, or he was a subject of an experiment gone terribly wrong. That he could see through walls, through clothes even. With how it moves over you now you understand how all those rumours began. As he steps closer he lifts his hand to cup your cheek, palm softer then you would have expected, his thumb tracing the curve of your painted lips.
‘I suspect you are prettier without all this.’ He whispers the pad of his thumb pushing harder and dragging a smudge of red across your cheek in its wake. ‘But they did all this to get my attention, yes?’ You open your mouth to reply but he slips his thumb between your parted lips so you can only give a faint nod as the bitter taste of your lipstick spreads across your tongue.
‘Well you have it.’ You close your lips around his intrusion creating just enough suction to pull him a little deeper. ‘Oh?’ The corner of his lips twitch upwards barely perceptible if your attention wasn’t so rapt on his face. Up close like this he is almost handsome. Somehow being able to see the finer details of his face humanise him, the creases and lines alluding to a man beneath the stoic serious facade. You get to watch the pupil of his good eye dilate as he regards you and you realise somehow you have done enough.
‘Mmm good girl.’ A prickling heat begins to spread through your veins at his praise and you think this task you have been given may be more enjoyable then you had feared. ‘I wonder how well trained you really are.’ His large hands land on your shoulders pressing insistently until you start to sink down before him, the only comfort to your bare knees the damp litter covering the pavement. 
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a-cosmic-elf · 4 months
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WIP Wednesday/Whenever
I’ve been tagged by so many mutuals over the past few weeks, thank you so much @kalliesa , @tafferling , @eridanidreams , @fangbangerghoul , @bearlytolerant , @toxiclizardwrites , @atonalginger , @therealgchu and anyone else I might have forgotten. Please feel free to consider this a tag in return if you haven’t already shared, any time, no pressure.
I promise there is starfield content on the way. It’s pouring out of me like a tap I can’t switch off. But this week, I’ll treat you to something I’ve had cooking for a while. Too long, if I’m honest.
Without further ado, under the cut is a spoilerific snippet from the next chapter of Mass Effect: Absolution, Chapter 17: Their Law. So, don’t click on it if you’re into this story and don’t want to know ( @tafferling that means you!)
*spoilers ahead*
“Ah, a date night?” Tad asked. The old turian paused his endless cleaning to lean on the coffee bar counter in front of Faith.
“No,” Faith smiled as she signed, warmth rising in her face, “It’s not like that. We’re just friends,” She paused, noticing the tips of Tad’s fangs were showing, “I just broke up with someone,” she added and hung her head, suddenly very interested in the pattern of the wooden counter.
“Ah,” Tad’s subvocals rumbled low, giving away his sympathetic, fatherly tone, “Turian?” he guessed.
Faith nodded.
“I could tell from the way you shy from me. Look, my people always like to think they do things for the greater good. That doesn’t mean that we don’t make mistakes.”
Faith appreciated the sentiment that losing her was a mistake. But he’s an AI, he doesn’t make mistakes. “He’s different,” she told him.
“If he’s different, then he’s an outcast, not part of the turian hierarchy. Faith, be careful; they often walk dangerous paths.”
Faith somehow managed to swallow and not choke on her coffee and nodded appreciatively instead.
Mouse reappeared with arms stacked full of boxes, “Come on, let’s go,” he said with a grin, “we can drop these off to Janice on the way.”
“Then again, some outcasts are made of pure gold,” Tad said gently, winking at her as she left her seat, “look after each other,” he told them and watched them leave.
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ramblingoak · 6 months
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Looking through my notes app to find a checklist for work and instead found a Cardinal Terzo cock warming fic.
Success!
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personaglitch · 7 months
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Astarion.
Little star of my life.
You ask if I'm sure I want this. If I want you - the version that has to hide in the dark, hide from the sun.
You've forgotten something important, though.
I'm a Druid, one of the moon.
I befriend and love all creatures of the night because they are worthy of it.
You are no different.
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girlmush · 9 months
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lamb
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sky-neverending · 1 year
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AU where Steve adopted an 8 year old Dustin at 18 bc his mom died and no one else could take him so he fought the state until he was given full rights to be Dustin’s caretaker and now 5 years later Dustin is going into 8th grade and Steve is a guidance counselor at the middle school bc he wants to help the kids and he meets the new English teacher and *gasp* it’s Eddie Munson, whom he vaguely remembers from high school. and *double gasp* he’s hot as shit and incredible with the kids and Dustin is obsessed with him so Steve sees him more and more and slowly falls in love with him. And then Dustin realizes what’s happening and invites his teacher over for dinner like it’s normal, except Eddie accepts because he is also madly in love with Steve and then Dustin locks them on the front porch until they kiss. and now Dustin’s adoptive father and his english teacher are dating.
i’ve sort of already written the beginning of this if you couldn’t tell…..
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ekale · 6 months
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There’s a timeskip in my story that I desperately want to get to, but I don’t want it to be jarring eeeeghhghhhh
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charliethinks · 11 months
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it’s 3 am. i should be sleeping right now but i’m on page 239 of pjo the sea of monsters and i really wanna finish it tonight.
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kattheerat · 1 year
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A concept sketch I STILL haven’t finished, it’s been forever by now.
i still hope to finish it one day… sometimes
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writinandcrying · 4 months
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Me engaging author mode: Alright this fics needs more actual lines between the characters, this can’t be hard, right? you have conversations in English all the time this is gonna be super easy
Brain: *absolutely forgets how ppl have normal conversations, specially siblings teasing each other *
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mutilxtedd · 5 months
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wip cuz im back to work
Selvia it is once more. Dw, there will be more.
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