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athena-xox · 4 months

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Musical theatre eah headcanons because my post about the musical in fairy’s got talent got some attention.

Part 1 soprano’s

Apple: this is canon (and obvious) “…Apple’s high, pure soprano…” (the story book of legends by Shannon hale chapter 17). She’s probably classically trained or something. Also the fact that she wakes Raven up in the morning with her singing… she is that obnoxious soprano (from the obnoxious soprano)

Cupid: Cupid would be a whisperer. She would sing so quietly. Her falsetto would be inaudible but I think that Justine would probably help her become more confident in her singing.

Lizzie: more of a belter but she also has a very clear and strong falsetto. Also in my head Lizzie is the #1 theatre kid. Like in wonderland she would just burst into song and any given time and that was normal. She also probably annoys the shit out of duchess with her karaoke all the time.

Meeshell: I mean this one’s pretty obvious. Do I just imagine her to sound like Jodie Benson… yes. Also can we talk about how in her webisode her singing was horrible? Idk if that was some sort of joke that went over my head but yikes…

Farrah: she would have a pretty decent range. I think that she would be more on the acting/dancing side rather than singing. I think that she wouldn’t have any tone. Her singing would be like talking.

Kitty: I think that she would be a pretty good singer. More in the mezzo range but still can sing soprano. She just wouldn’t take it seriously. But she does take muse-ic class canonically.

Holly: I don’t she would be a bad singer she just wouldn’t hold a candle to Lizzie or Apple. She would have a pretty strong voice but she would have difficulty singing on key.

Nina: I think that she would have a unique voice. Her voice is probably better suited for solo singing than choirs but she still does good for group harmonies.

Bunny: ngl I was contemplating putting her in the next part as an alto and saying she just speaks high in her register but then there’d be way too many altos. Alto or soprano she would be a very shy singer. Lizzie would have convinced her to try out (or ordered her).

For those who don’t know soprano is a voice type. It’s the highest voice type.

#forcing my theatre hcs on everyone #Lizzie is the star because she’s my fav #eah #ever after high #voice types #soprano #Apple white #c.a cupid #lizzie hearts #it’s weird to not be tagging dizzie lol #I guess technically I just did #meeshell mermaid #kitty cheshire #farrah goodfairy #holly o'hair #nina thumbell #bunny blanc

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icewindandboringhorror · 4 months

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Some (late) holiday photos of the boye~!

#cats #holiday #OUGHH....... barely could even get these edited and posted... my mysterious sickness flare up has been sooo bad the past few #days.. I didn't even go to the usual obligatory family christmas I was supposed to attend (!!! health issue/medical mention in tags below)#My stomach issues basically put me in a constant state of uncontrollable shivering/body shaking + nausea + sometimes rapid heart #rate. and when it happens at night that makes it like.. nearly impossible to sleep when you're violently shaking + you can feel your heart #so strong + you keep having to run to the bathroom every 5 minute to cough and gag #and throw up and so on and so forth. etc. So I went like 40 hours without any sleep almost for christmas eve and all of christmas day #last night I finally got maybe 2 hours of sleep in between the nausea and shaking and stuff. and then today I was able to get a few #hours of sleep in the afternoon. Today I tried taking an anxiety mediciation a doctor gave me in case it was anxiety related (it's apparent #ly used to relax people and works in the moment. rather than like Anxiety Mediciation that you have to take for weeks to see any effect #because I think this isn't actually acting on your brain chemistry it's judt like..a mild sedative or something.) but all that did was make #me dizzy and sweaty lol. I;m glad I slept a little but I'm just still frustrated that I don't feel normal. I started having these #'episodes' (with the stomach issues + shaking + heartrate + nausea etc.) like at the end of october. And usually it will happen for like a #few hours at a time. or i'll lose sleep one day and then be fine the next. but this has been like nearly 3 days of feeling weird. so is #getting kind of annoying... It's funny too because I was so so productive like.. literally the few days before. I was feeling much better #and I was working on my game and blah blah. But then.. random issue flare up out of nowhere of course.. yaayy.... happy holidays to meee lo #I did at least see two random ducks outside of my window in the yard area for christmas. and havent seen them since. So it's like.. hrmm..#pacing around my room nauseous and shakings and etc. but at least... hello.. two little ducks placed there just for me :3c #Now I get anxiety every night which I'm sure doesn't help/could exacerbate whatever underlying genuinely physical issues exist. But after #like 2 nights of 'I spend the night sleepless and incredibly uncomfortable just sitting in the dark sick' then bedtime is like.. dread...#I even was trying slapping myself in the face in desperation to see if somehow that could shock my body out of whatever the hell it was #doing lol.. up at 3am holding ice cubes in my hand and hitting myself in the head and crying from exhaustion and thowing up.. literally #ridiculous cartoon character feeling... AAANYWAY!!! At least I have baby boy pictures. and I have lots of doctors appointments so hopefully #whatever the issue is can be sorted out at some point. I don't know much about ibs but hopefully maybe something like that that I could pos #ibly take medication for and not something more seirous or anything. Maybe there's a food I'm secretly intolerant to or whatever.#And I did at least post a sims holday video actually timed for the holidays so that's something. I havent been productive really latrely #though obviously.. I can't even play games or small tasks when in that state since I'm just SO physically uncomfortable. Nausea and heart #stuff are THE hardest physical sensations to ignore.. BUT yeah... hoping I shall sleep at all tonight. hopeing to get like 3 productive #things done.. at some point... at least SOMETHING... lol..... *** *** ***

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lesbiangiratina · 5 months

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#their little laugh in ggx is cute did you know this. now you do #their ggx-ac voice in general can be very cute. i dont say this enough.#particularly in drama cds :) but in in xx and ac story modes too. usually around dizzy. her calming effect on them can not be overstated.#even with their mental health in the fucking gutter They could be quite sweet. because theyre sweet. sweetie.#but also their fighting voice lines are cute too theyre a little cocky sometimes its fun. they laugh Kind of a lot. and its cute.#every time i get the voice set in +r where they laugh when theyre hit i clap and cheer #also i like the filter on their voice in ggx the weird high pitched layer. well. its cute how else do you expect me to describe it #the filter is a lot more subtle in xx they just kinda sound Even more compressed than everyone else LOL but it sounds cool in drama cds.#their ac plus story voice filter........ is so cool. very different from their gameplay voice its kind of jarring but yeah..#babygear why are you vocoded.........#sorry for rambling in the tags of a. a like 1 second long voice line #i like them.#the kat goes meow #gg #testament tag

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roturo · 4 months

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⋆.˚⭒⋆.˚ WATCH IT!

Gojo Satoru didn't predicted this move... So he ended up fucking you lol ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ G!Satoru x afab!reader and sex pollen!

tags: smut, sex pollen, unprocteted sex (wrap it and pee after sex), overstimulation (like A LOT), use of nicknames (princess, baby, good boy, love...) multiple rounds, praise kink, angst if you squint your eyes till you cry like gojo, sub(ish)!gojo satoru, god complex, fluff if you take one eye out, crack, belly bulgde, creampie, breeding kink, crempie kink, A LOT of cum, dumbfication, cock warming, npr.

A/N: happy holidays! might be my last writing of the year so i wish you lots of love and happiness <3 i might write pt2 for this one and 'she's back', which one would you like first?

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DAY 1: HOW IT STARTED

How the fuck at his grown ass age Gojo Satoru could be this stupid. And that’s big coming from him, because this man considers himself the senior of seniors and god of gods. So, how come he falled into this?

And you know what? Maybe it is his fault! For believing he’s a superior and underestimating such a weak and useless curse he just killed. But, this weak and useless curse has him going crazy. That really was karma paying back to him because motherfucker- Why is he feeling all giddy and hot all of sudden? This has never happened to him before, so that’s why he’s losing his mind right now and almost sprinting into his room because of how bothered he was feeling to just teleport.

Everything was like hell. Really, like hot as hell. And how does Satoru know that? Uh well, because he’s living it right now.

He couldn’t bear the sensation anymore and dialogue Shoko’s number like it was a habit.

“What do you want, Gojo? I’m in the middle of trying to know how Yuuji’s body is capable of being Sukuna’s vessel. Like- It’s quite important right now, and more than debating about some of your dumb tv shows you-”

Shoko’s voice was interrupted by a whine coming from Gojo’s line, seconds of silence continued the awkward moment between the both of them, while all Gojo could do was breathe and maintain his whines inside of his body before he started literally moaning.

“Are you okay, Gojo?...”

“Fuck, no. Some fucking curse sprayed me all over with some fucking stinky pollen. Didn’t even taste great, by the way. And now I'm just feeling really hot, sometimes dizzy… or kinda giddy? fuck. And my breathing became irregular. I’m fucking sprawled out in my bed trying to find a comfy position but my legs won’t cooperate.”

A loud laugh was heard coming from Shoko’s line. It was clear she’s been holding it all this time just trying to make sure she’s gettin it right.. and well.

“Gojo.”

“Yeah?”

“Are you hard right now?”

Silence.

“You know what? I’m sending Y/N over there with some medicine. You’ve been sprayed with sex pollen by the way.”

Sex- what?!

Before he couldn’t even ask Shoko any question since she quickly hung up. Leaving a needy and confused (and hard) Gojo.

Knock. Knock.

No answer, but a weird sounding moan? You gave yourself permission to enter Gojo’s room since no life signals were heard. But- holy fuck. Was this a reward or a punishment from the gods?

He was kneeled down on his bed, one of his hands used as a support placed in his bare calf while his other hand was as fast as possible jerking himself off. You stayed still some seconds before rewinding back to what Shoko told you before coming here.

“He might be another type… of… Gojo?... Anyways. He’ll be really needy and like a lost puppy looking for some salvation. I gave you this backpack with all you would need, yeah? Thank me later and good luck.”

So that’s why her flat ass was quickly sending you off with a backpack full of water bottles and snacks. Sex fucking pollen. Great.

It’s not like people don’t know that both of you have been crushing into each other lately, hell- even his newest student asked about this. But you never expected for it to be like this.

“G-Gojo…?”

Your voice was barely a whisper, but it’s like a hawk located his next prey because of how instant his reaction was just for your voice. A drunk smile on his face, while both of his hands fall infront of him trying to hide the act that was going on minutes ago. His sculptured white as snow body covered in a hot layer of sweat. Not being able to catch a breath thanks to this sight, somehow he’s in front of you.

“Are you here to help me? Y/N?”

His voice sounded so different. But at the same time it was just Gojo.

A small nod was all the reaction he got. You could smell that sweaty smell, looking down you found yourself looking at a large wet spot staining his black briefs. While his cock does nothing to imagination, marking perfectly the shape of it. Moving your gaze to his v-line, a white happy trail proudly adorning it. Eyes moving up, you found yourself looking at his clearly erected nipples, But all this examination was over once he interrupted your thoughts.

“I need a verbal affirmation, princess”

Ah, the nicknames. If you weren’t wet by now, you’re pretty sure you’re leaking right now all because of him.

“Yes Satoru, I’ll help you.”

His knees felt weak. Literally. He kneeled down in front of you, it was like he hypnotized and somehow could smell through your body into emotions. His hands were cold but hot at the same time he roamed your body.

You tried warning him by calling his name while he started kissing the softness of your thighs, telling him to at least move you towards the bed. And his body was doing what you said like if you were controlling him, while his mind was somewhere else. He moved the both of you towards his bed, making you lie down. His head not wasting any second between your thighs until his nose touched where you needed him the most and you whimpered at the feeling. Clearly triggering a new kind of need inside Gojo.

Everything happened really fast. Between some kisses and moaning, Gojo ripped your shorts and pantoes a muffled noise coming out from him of what you suppose was “I’ll buy you new ones later” but right now you couldn’t care less.

Not when his tongue slowly started tracing the way from your entrance until it reached your core. Teasing it with kitten licks, while his hands remained on your hips from preventing moving them.

His tongue quickly found a rhythm between your entrance and your clit, forming infinite signs between them. And the simulation was too much you couldn’t notify Gojo about your orgasm- But he was so lost in the feeling of your thighs suffocating him and the taste of yourself in his lips, he swears he could die as a happy man right now.

And like it wasn’t enough, Gojo kept eating you out even after your intense orgasm. Overstimulation taking over your body, trying to take him off your core, ended up with annoyed groans coming out from him.

“Satoru, love, fuck. I need you to stop, please.”

The nickname had him exploding with happiness, he really looked like a puppy from this angle. His eyes looked ethereal, his mouth covered with your fluids and his face was with a cute smile while he called out your name.

“Will you please let me fuck you?”

A small giggle came out from your mouth, Gojo’s face looked a little sad and embarrassed, but was quickly erased when you pecked his lips. And that was all he needed to clumsily take off his briefs and while he climbed back to the bed, taking off your top while doing so. His eyes were full of adoration looking over your body, before he pressed his lips into yours, locking them for a long moment, clearly enjoying the moment, before the kiss turned more heated and he started kissing every part of your body again.

His tip was now wet thanks to your folds, Easily slipping through it.

“Ffuck- Ssatoru- Be a good boy and put it in, please?”

Gojo needed no more words before thrusting his cock whole into you with one swift movement, hitting perfectly against that spongy spot that made you see stars. But something didn’t feel right. Not in a bad way. Since you re-opened your eyes to find a glassy eyed Satoru mumbling a lot of ´sorry’s´ while he kept thrusting.

Oh.

He came with just one thrust and was overstimulating himself, still rock hard with no break while he hid his face in the crook of your neck while marking it as his and tearing down from the pleasure.

You’re pretty sure he came again, when he whimpered your name and moaned against your ear but still continued thrusting into you perfectly. And he was so lost in the pleasure of overstimulating himself he didn’t realize once he confessed to you.

“You’re so pretty- ffuck– I really want to make you mine now. So no one could look at you, not even in a friendly way. Just… have you all for me- sshit. I love you.”

You didn’t want to get your hopes up, thinking it was all because of the moment, so you just had to enjoy it for now. His thrusts were so fast and hard, but somehow still felt romantic. Like this was a normal routine on a daily basis. And you would be disgusted by the pool of cum forming under the both of you if you weren’t so close to your third orgasm this night. No matter how many times you told Gojo to stop for a moment and take a break, he would cum again, and still be hard so he had to keep thrusting.

Your mind is lost now. All you could ever think about right now was Gojo Satoru and his immense cock. He wouldn’t stop mumbling praises to you, saying this was all for you to feel good and he would stop once you cum at least 3 times more than him. A hard dare to get over with. Or maybe it already happened?

You begged for mercy, not thinking he could get another orgasm out of you. Hell- to even get an orgasm out of him. His hands interweld into yours, and moved it down towards your tummy.

“Do you feel it, baby? I'm right here. Ahh~ I’m pretty sure my cum is there too heh. Your tummy is full of me and my cum.”

He sounded drunk. Like. Really drunk. But his words took off your last orgasm of the night, apparently your reaction making his trigger off and cum… dry?

How many fucking times did Gojo Satoru came inside you?

Will pills even prevent a pregnancy?

“Ah- shit baby.”

You couldn’t pay attention to him anymore, quickly slipping into dreamland. Gojo not once leaves your side. Literally. He was cock-warming, still hard, but no energy (and cum) to continue his misery.

You were here at 7.45 o’clock, one last look at the clock and it was 3.23 in the morning.

And it was like you just blinked, because a whimper came out of your mouth. Looking again into the clock, it was 10 AM, and Gojo was not over.

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fairyhaos · 10 months

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how seventeen help their s/o who experiences vertigo

requested by anon: "svt + an so who sometimes gets dizzy when they stand up too fast ? is that called vertigo or am i absolutely insane"

notes: as someone who also experiences vertigo (low blood pressure lol) this was fun to write haha

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seungcheol, minghao, hansol

has crazy lightning fast reflexes. you stand up from the sofa to get something before suddenly freezing and stumbling, but before your knees are able to even begin buckling he's leapt upwards, arms around your shoulders, leaning your weight against him. constantly asks if you're okay, rubbing your arm as you blink rapidly and try to refocus yourself after the sudden dizzy spell. you tell him it's just bc you're dehydrated and he tsks at you, telling you that you need to take care of yourself better. is somehow always, always there when you feel a little disoriented after standing up and is always, always so so quick to steady you

junhui, joshua, chan

catches you so fast like you don't even realise you're wobbling bc you blink and suddenly you're pressed against his chest, his arms around you. you blink up at him, he blinks down at you, and then he's grinning and going "i guess you just fell for me, huh?" and you're laughing and slapping his chest. he might be joking around about it, but he is genuinely worried for you. definitely knows that your dizziness was caused by iron deficiency and low blood pressure, so he then insists that you have something to eat. sometimes he chuckles when you stumble adorably but most of the time he's just reaching out concernedly before you hold up your fingers in the 'ok' sign to let him know it's alright

jeonghan, wonwoo, woozi

i can genuinely hear him going "aigoo aigoo jagiya are you okay?" all worried when you stand in the doorway before suddenly bending your head, disoriented and dizzy. you tell him you're okay, and that it happens sometimes, but that isn't good enough for him so he does some research and figures out it can happen due to low blood pressure, iron deficiency or dehydration. gives you a light scolding, telling you to take care of yourself better, then he's buying you iron supplements and making sure you drink enough water and looking after you at every turn bc god forbid his darling has to suffer

hoshi, mingyu, dokyeom, seungkwan

screams. is The Most concerned for you when you stand up to walk over to him when he comes into the living room only for you to suddenly pause on the spot, swaying severely and slowly crouching down onto the floor with a hand on your temple. treats you like you're dying, hands fluttering in panic and is basically screeching and sobbing at the same time. pats your hair and hugs you to his chest once you're finally not too dizzy, telling you that you terrified him and Not to do that again bc he can't lose you okay??? sometimes tho he gets dizzy when he stands up too fast too and he pouts when you just laugh at him when he stumbles into the wall rather than fussing all over him like he did to you

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theelderhazelnut · 1 month

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WIP Wednesday

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I’m one hour late lol. Okay so this is what I have written so far for the first chapter of “Rise of Villains: The Shadow”. Atoosa (Ombra) has lost everything, and she meets Raiden for the first time. (Güney is a minor character)

Also, this is not proofread!

I had never truly felt it until that night when I was sitting beside the road. I had never wished to be anyone else, even that middle-aged man making tea for his customers, but this lost little girl. What did people do when their parents are suddenly killed in an airpalne shot by two rockets, and when they were suddenly left with nothing but an old luggage?

I stared at my fingers, trying so hard not to bury my face in them because then my life would magically go deeper into this abyss. What was I supposed to do really? A psychiatry student in a foreign country who had lost her financial support last week and her rented apartment this morning.

I went into my pocket to check the time, but remembered that my phone had just died. I took a deep breath to protect my sanity for just a few more seconds until I arrive at the restaurant, the temporary workplace I opt because I wanted to be this independent woman. The money it provided me for working there part-time would never heal any scars, but it was better that nothing. But now it was everything I had left.

I pushed glass door open after walking for fifteen minutes, and dragged my luggage behind me. There were only two couples left out of all the customers. Güney, the cashier, looked at me up and down.

“Where are you going?” He continued chewing his gum while his dark eyes were begging to be shut.

“Can I stay the night?” It was weird to hear my own voice after hours of silence in the pavement. Also when I was trying to hide the pleading tone shaking my voice.

“Uuum-yeah you can sleep in the kitchen, but why? Are you okay?” He raised his eyebrows in concern.

Güney was never the friendliest collaege to me, and I definitely did not need his sympathy right then.

“I-my landlord kicked me out I’ll just stay one night I promise I’ll fix everything and-“

“What do you mean he kicked you out?!”

“Because I didn’t pay the rent.” Even talking about what happened this morning made me feel ill and dizzy. I shook my head and walked up to the kitchen.

“You could stay at my place.” He offered in a low, cautious tone, standing awkwardly in the doorframe. Trusting a stranger I see almost everyday? Nope. Never.

I stared at him dead in the eyes. “I’m good. Thank you.”

He creeped out of the dark room with measured steps. And I was, once again, left alone. I sat on the counter for the next couple of minutes, staring at the distance while the fridge continuously beezed in my ears. I would lie if I claimed that I wasn’t scared to be all alone in a restaurant at midnight. Surely, the doors were locked, but my mind was a bastard who enjoyed visualizing diverse scenarios of a psychopath suddenly breaking in. Fortunately, the knives and axes were at reach, hanging gravely from the rank.

I tightened my grip around the edge of the counter. I could hear the already ruined house of my life collapsing into the deep abyss of misery. I would turn into a poor girl drowning in povert while she carries her dead dreams on her hunched shoulders. I would be useless. I would fail.

A vague, booming sound from afar rang in my ears. I found myself totally frozen when I only moved my eyeballs towards the door. I greeted my teeth as though it would magically create a shield for me. The sound was heard again; now three times in a row like knocking. I held my breath to hear every single noise resembling footsteps.

Knocking again. In utter silence, I picked one of the huge knives, and [walking silently] out of the kitchen. White knuckling the handle, my nails were penetrating my sweaty palm.

Before I knew it, a thunder striked just a few meters away. My eyes went blind and my ears went deaf for a brief moment, my heart skipping a beat. I stumbled, but maintained my balance by holding onto one of the tables. Gathering my mind, I aimed the tip of the knife to where it just exploded. But to my shock, evrything was in its place. Not even a single crack could be seen on the windows.

Instead, there stood a tall, masculine figure. Due to darkness I could only see the blackness of his robe and a triangle on his head. Two balls of blue light were shining intensely where his eyes supposed to be. Even though he seemed to be totally alright, tiny fractions of electricity lit up his fists, and occasionally connected the edge of that triangle to his neck.

My lungs begged to empty themselves, but even a small noise was deadly threatening. Was he an alien?

“Atoosa Aryan?” He called.

My heart dropped down to my belly. My thoughts stuck in a tight knot, and so did my tongue.

“I am Raiden, the god of thunder.” He lifted his gloved hand. “There is no need to be afraid. My mere intention is to save you.”

A few minutes later, I found myself sitting before him on one the tables.

“Do we know each other?” I mumbled weakly, afraid that if I blinked for a second, he would rip my throat out.

“I am certain that you have never heard of me untill this moment.” There was a soothing hint of patience in his nonchalant tone. “However, I have heard about you many times in the past two decades. I am well aware of your iron-bending power, Miss. Aryan.”

My heart skipped a beat. He knew too much about me, even the tiniest bit of control I have over iron which I had concealed even from myself. Was he really a god? No, it would be too stupid of me to believe him. He was probably a very professional thief who had taken his job a bit too seriously. What did he want to steal from me though? I had nothing.

He continued. “I am here to offer you a place among the defenders of the realm.”

If he wasn’t a well-trained thief, the he was definitely a psychopath. But that didn’t make sense considering how everything about him seemed too real.

In the next half an hour he took his time to explain about how those defenders defend our realm which he called Earthrealm. He was a god whose main responsibility was to protect this realm. And seemingly, one of his minor duties was to find miserable people like me - with supernatural powers - and train them to be fighters.

That was ridiculous. But a part of my heart begged my brain to believe it.

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a-cosmic-elf · 5 months

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Snippet Sunday

Thank you @eridanidreams for the tag. I just realised that I could share something I’ve already posted. lol. It doesn’t have to be a wip.

tagging: @kalliesa - my wonderful beta, without whom, this fic might never have made it this far. If any of my other mutuals would like to be tagged in these things, let me know.

This snippet is from the last chapter of my Mass Effect fic.

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Sebastian saw the fireball approaching along the corridor over Tegan’s shoulder. He could hear the creaking of the floor, the groaning of bulkheads, and then the straining of the outer hull as pressures and extreme temperatures increased until the structure gave way and collapsed.

As the floor plating buckled and fell from beneath them, Tegan tossed his weapon aside and threw himself into Sebastian’s arms. The station came apart all around them, yet Tegan held him close, pinned as Sebastian was to the structure, and he wouldn’t let go.

“Oh god, T, this is it,” said Sebastian. This is how we die.

Explosions are weird in space. You see the ball of flame, yet as soon as the area warps and gets blown apart, the instant lack of gravity and loss of excess oxygen snuffs out the fireball, dispensing the remaining molecules on fire like a million beads in all directions. The twisted ends of the metal are still bright, and sparks fly from damaged cables no longer connected to systems, waiving impotently in the zero-g. The force of the explosion, though, keeps coming.

Tegan continued to hold on as the energy surrounded them, and then along with everything else, they were forced out into space and clear of the station.

Released from the door, as the structure fell apart, spinning madly out into the expanse, it took Sebastian a little while to catch up with current events. He tried to focus on Tegan before him, not the whirlwind light of billions of stars surrounding them.

He cried loudly. Pain seared through his body from his wounds and the realisation that both of them were doomed. Tegan, no. His cry turned into a scream of frustration, still barely hearing himself over his suit’s own internal alarms.

[Alert: Suit breach.]

He was venting atmosphere. Quickly, his suit’s VI took over, and the tactical N7 special ops grade armour automatically closed and sealed the breach. Thank god for quarian engineering.

[Alert: Emergency O2 at 63%]

All they could hear now was each other’s breathing over the comms. Tegan held fast to Sebastian as they kept travelling, the station's wreckage slowly breaking up below them, and something else hit them.

Sebastian couldn’t see by what, but it forced them away even faster, thankfully knocking them out of that dizzying spin.

They rode the shockwave out as more debris came away, revealing the station’s dark inner core. Whatever that thing was, it was so dark that it was like looking into a black hole; no light escaped from it. It hurt Sebastian’s head to look at it, and he felt like a million people were screaming in his mind. He turned away, unable to feel his legs; he gratefully accepted Tegan’s armoured embrace, chest-to-chest.

Tegan wrapped himself around him as best he could, enough so he could secure his suit to Sebastian’s. He then attempted to call the rest of the team. “Golf-Romeo-Two, come in.” Tegan put out on the ops channel through laboured breaths.

There was static.

“Golf-Romeo-Four, anybody, do you copy?” Tegan tried again.

There was no answer. The line was dead. Some small craft had made it off the station before the blast. They had no way of knowing if one had carried Leng and Jideobi. It didn’t matter, it was short-wave burst communications, and they would be too far away. Sebastian and Tegan were on their own, with no hope of rescue.

“Seb, talk to me,” Tegan asked over the comms.

Sebastian let out his pain and frustration in one angry tirade, “What in the ever-loving fuck, T? Why don’t you ever do as you’re told! You were meant to be protecting them! Not me!”

“Seb, we trained them, remember! You… What was I supposed to do? Leave you to die?!”

“Like I fucking ordered you to! What part of that did you not understand? They’ll court-martial you for this. I’m not going to stand up for you this time.”

“Court-martial me, ay? If that’s the price to save your life, I’ll take it. I’ll do my time, gladly.”

“You’re not meant to be here. You shouldn’t be here! T, for fuck sake, no! You stupid bastard. You stupid, stupid, fucking idiot.”

“Bloody oath,” agreed Tegan, laughing, “so, is there anything else you want to say to me?”

Sebastian released an exasperated wail, “I ahhhh, I well I guess, I love you too,” he cried, his voice cracking in pain, “I'm sorry, I should have granted your transfer.”

“What? And let someone else watch your back? Yeah, that’s not gonna work. Love. You know I would follow you into hell. On second thought, though, maybe you should have. I let you down.”

“What do you mean?”

“You told me to make sure we got out of here,” Tegan said, his voice suddenly unusually flat. He had accepted their deaths, “I failed.”

“No, no, no, T, don’t you do it. Don’t you dare blame this on yourself. This is me; this is all on me.”

“Ahhh, fucking fuck-sake. We could try other channels?” Tegan offered in a last-ditch attempt to find a rescue.

“Negative. If the batarians pick up the signal and identify it as Alliance, it would start a war, and millions could die. I’m sorry, T, I had to do this. You didn’t.” Sebastian was unable to hold back the tears.

“Hey, hey, stop apologising, Love. It’s okay,” Tegan’s voice was immediately changed, calming, comforting; even from behind a full suit of tactical armour, they could read each other so well, their role reversal was instantaneous. “Wherever you go, I go, remember?”

“Into the cold dark of space? Not exactly what I had in mind,” Sebastian choked up the words.

“Oh yeah?” Tegan chuckled, “what did you have in mind?”

“I don’t know, somewhere quiet, planetside, beer in one hand, your hand in my other, a big sky over our heads until the end of our days.”

“You, Sebastian Crosse, retire? Nah, you’re yanking my chain,” Tegan laughed again, “N7s don’t retire.”

“I’d give it up for you if you asked. The Alliance gave me many things. I met you. I should have counted my lucky stars and cashed out while I was ahead.”

“Hey, if that’s all it took to knock some sense into you, couldn’t we have dropped a door on you back in Melbourne?”

“If you didn’t want me to leave, why didn’t you tell me?”

“You’re Sebastian fucking Crosse! You were always a little scary, even before they put those stripes on you. I knew you were their superstar. I knew I wasn’t good enough for you.”

“That’s not true. I was scared too. And clueless, and… I needed to know it was real, not just an infatuation. But it’s too late. Now we have to watch each other die.” Sebastian could hold his nerve in the face of almost anything. But not losing Tegan, knowing that shortly after his own death, Tegan would undoubtedly suffer the same fate- asphyxiation.

“Love, I know, it fucking sucks.” Tegan agreed, “I love you, Commander Sebastian Crosse. I knew who I was falling in love with. You were always going to do this, and I would always follow you. You’re just gonna have to accept that.

“I’m glad to be here because, to be true, a universe without you is one I’d rather not be in. I want to go out with you now. To be here with you is the single best thing I’ve ever done in my life, Seb. It’s been an honour and a pleasure,” Tegan moved his head to look around them, “and well, at least that one big fucking sky. I gave you that, at least. I’m only sorry about one thing.”

“Which is?”

“I can’t kiss you right now without killing us both in seconds.”

Sebastian shook in Tegan’s arms as he laughed.

“It’d be totally worth it,” mused Tegan.

Unexpected darkness fell over the pair, and Sebastian saw it. Shadow and light moved towards them. “What’s that?” He asked.

Tegan turned his head to look, “Erm, that’s a Mass Relay, Seb.” He said sarcastically, “You know, the things we use for near-instantaneous interstellar travel?”

“Yes, but- we FTL’d here. There’s no relay in Dis….”

#snippet sunday #cosmic writes #mass effect absolution

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raeharmonia · 5 months

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Alone in my living room

Author's note: hello, im back with a quick drabble. Im having a terrible month and what better way to express my emotions than to write an Amaranthe drabble of it MSKKSMS

I was listening to Sleeping at Last's Space for Sleep album while writing this (i love Sleeping at Last one of my comfort artists fr) Also this was intended to be a Lymaranthe hurt/comfort fic but i ditched the idea lol it just doesn't sit right for me. This might be the reason why the first half is a bit weird sorryy qwq

Word count: 698, semi-proofread Tags: angst, very venty, brief Lyney appearance lol, weird attempt of writing an accurate description of making tea (tried my best), mention of a want to disappear, self-deprecation

The sounds of the bustling city overwhelms Amaranthe's senses, the people's overlapping chatter makes her head feel dizzy. Lately, she felt even more emotionally and physically drained than usual, constant voices of insecurities flooding her mind ever since.

She tried doodling something on her sketchbook in an attempt to comfort her troubled soul but to no avail. Erasing the unfinished lines as soon as it shows signs of failure, leaving Amaranthe to stare at the leftover marks of graphite on her paper with frustration.

Unfortunately, the walk that was supposed to drive those feelings away only drained her even more. The bright rays of the sunlight and the overwhelmingly loud sounds of the streets amplified her stress levels.

Her hand found its way at the nearest streetlight, leaning against the metal pole in an attempt to calm herself down. She needs something that will ground herself back to reality, desperately.

"My lady, are you okay?"

A voice nearby called, it was filled with worry rather than his usual flamboyant tone.

His voice sounds gentle and warm, she thought.

"Oh im alright, Mr. Lyney. Thank you for your concern." Amaranthe managed to force a small smile, its so painful that its chipping away her remaining energy.

But she has no choice, she can't let him know that she's in such a state.

"But your eyes tells me otherwise. The eyes are the window to someone soul is it no—"

"I said im fine! Can you please shut up for once?!"

Lyney's eyes widened at her reaction, shocked to witness Amaranthe's sudden outburst.

Her tone is firm and cold, as cold as a snowstorm. And her sharp gaze lacked it's usual shine, devoid of color and light.

"I- im sorry i didn't mean to... I need to be alone."

The smell of rainbow roses surrounded the living room as she opened the door of her home. Her stress dwindled as she takes in the comforting atmosphere that her home can only provide.

Amaranthe then boiled some hot water for tea and takes out a box of tea bags out of the kitchen cupboard. Once the water finishes boiling, she poured it into a cup and dunked two tea bags in it.

She grabs a couple of brownies from a paper bag that Charlotte left for her 3 days ago and placed them on a small plate. She brings her teacup and plate towards the living and placed them on the coffee table.

After some time, she brings the teacup near to her lips and blew on the her tea before taking a sip. The sweet and sour flavors of the drink soothes her mind quite a bit. She takes a bite of the brownie, the sweet chocolate flavor made a small smile creep up her lips.

The only things that are accompanying her silence are the soft winds of the outdoors and the soft ticks of her clock.

She looked up at the clock to check the time. Its 2pm. Usually at that time she would be drawing, but the fear of failure hesitated her from picking up her art supplies.

As much as she likes the moments of solitude, she cant help but feel a bit lonely. Without the sounds of companionship filling up the room to distract her, negative thoughts and insecurities began clouding her mind.

Do people really like her? Do they really mean whenever they say that she's amazing and talented? Or are they just pretending and lying to her face? People clearly like someone else who also does the same thing as her better and are only spending time with her out of pity.

She's not amazing. Far from that. She'll always besomeone who is boring and make nothing but horrendous art. Why would anyone like someone like her?

Sometimes, she just wants to disappear altogether.

"Liars." she muttered.

A tear fell down from her eye, landing on her tea which caused it to ripple in the cup.

She places her cup on her table as more tears falls down her face.

She lied down against the soft cushions of her sofa and began crying softly.

This was the 4th time she cried this week.

#genshin oc #charlee.e's writings

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solradguy · 1 year

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I have 2 ask- does anyone else get kinda uncomfy when there's like- sexual art of dizzy? like idk- ik she's a gear n they mature faster n stuff but it still feels wrong 2 me-

Tbh I've always thought that Dizzy's outfits never really fit her personality. Like, I don't think she should be fighting in a cute modest dress or anything lol But her personality is so shy and calm and then when she fights she puts on this bikini with giant high-contrast buttons right over her nipples and a bottom that barely keeps the game from being AO rated?? Some people on here have drawn really good alternative combat outfits for her that I like a lot but I'm too lazy to tag characters in posts so I don't have any links at the moment...

With that, I agree that sexual art of Dizzy also feels kinda weird because, while I know that she's an adult for her species and is capable of consent, more often than not it just doesn't seem like something Dizzy would even be into haha And it's not even that I see her as like a kid or anything; imo she's written (and drawn) like an adult as much as characters like Slayer or I-No are, but... I'm trying to figure out what it is exactly... I think it might be that Dizzy would want to keep stuff like that private between her and Ky (or whoever her partner may be in fanworks)? So it's a bit like accidentally walking in on someone naked. I don't want to see it and they certainly don't want me to either and now it's embarrassing for us both rofl Even though she's fictional.

I don't mind if other people lewd Dizzy though, it just isn't something I'm actively going to seek out or make art of.

#asks #Hope it's ok answering this publicly since the way your message was worded sounded like you were interested in getting a fandom opinion

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mikaharuka · 1 year

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Find the Word Tag!

So, I was tagged by @mrsmungus a few days ago for this game. The rules are simple - find the word (or something close enough) in a fic (WIP, published, whatever works) and share the excerpt it is in!

Words I was given: master, pulse, shiver, smile, end/ended

Your words to find: drink, black, sun, laugh, silence

Tagging to play (no pressure, of course): @sliebman10, @tsunderewatermelon, @axolotlsupremacyowo, @udaberriwrites, @hylianjo, @lena-hills, @kayedium-writes, @precambrian-sea-pancake, @oceangirl24, and anyone else who feels like joining with the open tag! Really, I just tagged so many people lol

NOTES:

*All the excerpts are from my long-fic, Apricity. I wanted to include context, so this post does run a bit longer...

*NSFW warning for the third one - "shiver". This is in an erotic dream.

*I combined the fourth and fifth ones - "smile" and "end/ended" - so I went with a longer excerpt for those two words.

*Discord Server Folks! (you know who you are XD) - the last excerpt is a scene that is setup for the paint fic ('We Need To Talk About Rosalie'). Tbh, that scene is all the context you'll need for the fic, so I did include the entire scene to spare y'all in the future~ XD

Now, with all of that out of the way... onwards!

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Master - So... I went with 'mastermind' for this one. I did find a "master bedroom" mention in the first chapter when Beau was moving into his new house, but this was much more interesting~

[From Mocha Hypothesis - Apricity, Ch 9]

Was Edward a bad guy? “… you’re not wrong. I suppose you could be a bad guy.” Confusion marred Edward’s features. “Then why do you-” “It depends on what you mean by bad, though.” Edward looked incredulous. “Okay, I’ll bite. What kind of bad could I be, then?” “Bad as in inferior? No way. Not with your looks or abilities.” “Haha, fair enough,” Edward chuckled. “Bad as in unpleasant? You’ve had your weird moments, but we get along well.” “Maybe… with you and your friends in bio, at least.” “Bad as in evil? Not impossible, but I doubt it.” Edward clicked his tongue. “Isn’t that careless to dismiss?” “Right, because an evil mastermind would live as a high schooler in a small town.” “…I suppose it would be difficult to carry out evil plans.” “Bad as in dangerous, though… maybe. Magic is dangerous, after all.” “Do you think I’m dangerous?” Edward asked, looking on edge. "Hmm... I don't know, but I don't think so. Not from what I know of you, at least." "You don't know very much about me." "True, but everything I've seen so far points against it. Same goes for your brother." "My brother?" Edward scoffed. "Carlisle's easily the most dangerous of all." Beau's breath hitched, wondering what Edward meant by that.

Pulse - Found it in the hospital scene/inciting event, naturally. Also found it in the NSFW chapter, but most of the incidences are actually in Sangria/Midnight and are in spoiler-ish parts, so I'll pass on those.

[From Cerise Blossom - Apricity, Ch 6]

He turned back to face Beau. "Did you feel any pain or have any issues with balance?" "No, it went well. I didn't notice any problems." "And now? You mentioned a mild headache earlier, but do you feel anything else?" “I’m a little dizzy,” Beau looked down. “I just noticed a slight chest ache too.” “Alright. That is not abnormal.” The doctor set the folder down and maneuvered his stethoscope. “Take a few deep breaths for me.” He pressed the chest piece to just under his left collarbone, causing Beau to shudder as cool fingertips gently brushed against his skin and moved across his chest with each breath. Beau closed his eyes and tried to calm the racing heartbeat he was certain the older man could hear. It was a futile effort, though, as the spikes of heat that blossomed beneath the man’s fingers only fueled his already racing pulse even faster. Combined with the alluring scent - of sandalwood and vanilla with a hint of spice and a trace of disinfectant - that invaded his senses with each deep breath, Beau felt a soft haze set in. “Now breathe normally. I need to listen to your heart function.” That only made Beau’s heart race faster. The only thing keeping him grounded was the knowledge that the doctor, Edward, and his dad would be able to see his every reaction.

Shiver - This one showed up 6 times... with half of them from Azure, the one NSFW chapter I have so far (erotic dream + vampire sex). Since I'm here, might as well do the most NSFW of the three XD

[From Azure Mystique - Apricity, Ch 11]

'Open for me, beautiful boy' Unable to resist the siren’s call, Beau felt his legs simply fall apart as he collapsed onto the warm earth, when slick lips captured his own once more. A stronger metallic taste permeated the kiss once more as the man’s hands wandered even lower. Just as Beau was about to give into the haze once more, the man pulled away abruptly and another rip of fabric reverberated through the forest. Goosebumps spread rapidly and shivers rippled across skin newly exposed to the cold air. It felt empty, alone - something was missing. Beau looked up at ruby red eyes with an unspoken need for something he couldn’t name - for something he didn't even know. Within seconds, the being descended upon Beau ravenously, interspersing harsh bites and deep marks with deliberate kisses and teasing licks. Feather-light fingers plucked purposefully at delicate rosy peaks on his chest like harp strings, as more possessive fingers caressed his hips, his waist, and soon dipped lower over the swell of his body, pushing more firmly inside, to a deeper place the man was all too familiar with, given their numerous amorous encounters. Lost within the maelstrom of pleasure, Beau jolted sharply with a single touch, arching his back at the series of sharp twin stings along his inner thighs before an ever-rising rush of ecstasy melded with the pain, elevating his carnal desires to an even higher peak. The sensations were all too much and yet still not enough.

Smile - This one showed up 66 times! End/Ended - This one showed up 100+ times!

Fortunately, both showed up in the same scene, and that scene happens to be the only major context the Discord folks need in order to understand the premise of my paint drying fic. So here we are - the awkward, tense, yet hilarious conversation between Mike and Carlisle about a certain blonde girl and the meaning of friendship XD

[From Midnight Freefall - Apricity, Ch 14]

Satin - or perhaps, a slight shimmer. The sapphire tint shifted subtly, introducing a new dimension to the previously matte sensation. Either way, something had changed and something else would happen. The next change was one Mike could note with his bare eyes - the eerie stillness of the past few minutes finally broke. The doctor hadn't moved, but the threatening, baleful edge that mirrored his own sapphire's phantom cold had taken a different charge. Still so sharp, anticipatory, and inhuman... yet somehow neutral and vaguely familiar. ... “You are exactly as they described you.” ... Those words… they were familiar alright. “Edward, I take it?” Mike paused for a beat then continued. “And Elle too, I suppose.” The doctor quirked an eyebrow and allowed a small smile to form across his lips. “Edward has a lot to say about you and Eleanor seems to enjoy your company.” Mike was going to have a word with that suspicious guy before the night ended. “However, it was Rosalie that spoke to me at length about you.” “…Rose did?” “Yes, she did. Why are you surprised by that?” the doctor asked, looking him over again. Being on the receiving end of such scrutiny… though Mike didn’t feel on edge as he had earlier, that sangria gaze and deep voice still unsettled him, keeping him far off balance. He took a deep breath to regain his composure before responding. “Rose and I don’t interact too often outside of school-related matters.” “Interesting. She regularly corresponds with you. Do you not consider her a friend?” “A friend…” ‘Friend’ wasn’t the first word that came to mind. He and Rose worked well together in the few classes they shared. Group projects often had them meeting outside of school hours… and a few personal things probably got mentioned every now and then… and they did text each other random stuff… and there was her warning from that morning… Huh… maybe they were friends of a sort after all? “You’ve come to a realization.” This man wasn’t even trying to hide his true nature, was he? Of course not - there was no reason for him to do so. Not when Mike was the only one around to see or hear him. Hell, the vampire even sounded a bit amused by Mike’s confusion. “I didn’t think of it that way before, but I suppose we are. Friends, that is.” “I would agree, based on what Rosalie has told me.” Figures Mike would be subtly lectured about friendship by some ancient vampire he was meeting for the first time. Someone was clearly playing mad libs with his life.

#tag game #my tag games #find the word tag #mizuka's tag games #my writing #my excerpts #winter light excerpts

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gingerteaonthetardis · 11 months

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hi, I read your tags on your post about getting an allergic reaction (hope you're okay btw!) and they sounded familiar: the spike of anxiety, difficulty breathing and weird heartrate are things I've also had. the times it's happened i've always chalked it up to a panic attack despite there not being anything to trigger it. you mentioned something about blood pressure, and low blood pressure runs in my family. if ur comfortable could you explain a bit more? (feel free to ignore if not of course)

hey, nonny!

so, i am definitely not a doctor or in any way medically educated, and i can't comfortably give much in the way of advice. particularly not when it comes to low blood pressure, as i have the opposite problem.

i can really only say that i have had significant reactions (changes in heartrate, blurred vision, alternate shallow breathing and gasping for breath, a sense of impending doom, feeling like my throat is closing, numb/cold limbs, dizziness, mental fog) when i have taken certain medications and the common thread, historically, has been that those medications are known to cause a jump in blood pressure. i already have hypertension (high blood pressure), so it makes sense that things like decongestants, NSAIDs, bupropion (all things i have foolishly tried that are medically known to spike blood pressure) have caused... well, sometimes very scary reactions for me.

calling what was happening an 'allergic reaction' when it's actually just 'rare and dangerous side effects/overdose symptoms' (i'm not joking! i was apparently having overdose symptoms after two days of the standard regimen recommended on the bottle akdhskshdks)—ANYWAY, it was probably needlessly hyperbolic of me, but i was really just clowning on my own post, lol.

nonetheless, 0/10. pretty much identical symptoms to the time i literally—accidentally!!!—poisoned myself. and i hated that, too. also very similar to past panic attacks.

on that note: i also have a history of panic attacks and they can genuinely come out of nowhere and seemingly be triggered by nothing, in my experience. you might be experiencing them on a kind of delay, reacting in a way that feels almost disconnected from whatever caused the attack, because that's how long your body took to catch up. or they could relate to blood pressure! or they could relate to some other medical factor i'm not aware of. seriously, the possibilities are many and highly varied and i'm not qualified to comment, i'm so sorry.

if it's a serious concern for you, though, i highly recommend talking to your doctor about it and trying to suss out if there's something medical going on. or if you're in the u.s. and live near a pharmacy, some of them have those little pressure cuff machines where you can sit there and check your blood pressure for free. that could be a good starting point.

okay, i have to stop typing and close my eyes because i am so sleepy sooo very tired still. but thank you for your concern, dear nonny, and i hope this was even remotely helpful!

#medical tw #abbey.txt

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lesbiangiratina · 1 month

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They finally respond in their intros w johnny… can the people who called them a bitch on twitter please issue formal apologies

#i wasnt coping i knew they were just waiting to get testament’s VAs for something bigger…#i thought it would be dizzy LOL but the arcade mode is still fun #their other intro is kind of weird it feels like testament’s line should be s response but no they speak first. but its fine.#im happy they speak. i like it when theydo that.#oh yeah also elphelt intros :) yay #the kat goes meow #gg #testament tag

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heytheredeann · 1 year

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Whumptober, Day 25 - "You better start talking”

Tags: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, (well not a major one but still), Sci-Fi Elements, Immortal Napoleon Solo, Hurt Napoleon Solo, Napoleon Solo Whump, Temporary Character Death, Gen or Pre-Slash, Developing Relationship

Notes: For the "You better start talking" prompt from day 25 of Whumptober. Also, this was inspired by this ask. ...the title is SO dumb but LISTEN I hate titling things and I wrote that in the draft as a joke and I just...........don't want to come up with anything else, it's too late, I like my dumb little title now LOL This is part of a series of stand-alone fics exploring the same general premise in different ways, because it has a lot of potential for whump. You don't need to read the others to follow this, though I'd say that the first fic in the series might have the most in-depth explanation of Napoleon's situation. Also, as always in this series, the CNTUAW is just because I'm not sure if I should tag MCD, none of the other major warnings apply. Enjoy!

He mistakes the buzzing under his skin, the weird tingling sensation on his face, for adrenaline fading out after his – almost – fight with Illya, leaving him a little shaky and dizzy now that they are heading out to settle this in a way that will piss both of their handlers off and will leave both of them alive and breathing.

It was, after all, a risky thing that he did there—sure, even if Illya had decided to shoot him in the face right after getting his watch Napoleon probably wouldn’t have been dead for long, but he still gets skittish at the thought of dying, and it makes him a little nauseous, to think of Illya not caring enough to falter on his way to executing his orders.

Or maybe he’s nauseous for completely unrelated reasons, because he is getting a little too dizzy, the world swaying as his knees grow weak and heat rises to his face.

Faintly, he can hear Illya calling for him, but he can’t form the words to answer, he can’t swallow either, actually, because his mouth has apparently been stuffed with cotton and his tongue feels swollen, his head is thundering and he can only be overwhelmed by panic, thinking what’s happening, what’s happening, what—the world tilts, and he’s vaguely aware that Illya likely caught him, because he could feel hands interrupting his fall and the impact against the ground is gentle. It doesn’t make much of a difference, because he’s grown all the more nauseous and he still can’t speak, and the pain in his head keeps growing and growing, until it explodes and takes his breath away, stealing everything around him in the process.

When he next opens his eyes, he’s flat on his back, his ribs painfully cracking under the pressure as Illya gives him chest compressions. He falters when their eyes meet, gaping at Napoleon like—well, like he just came back from the dead. This is just fantastic.

Just great.

He isn’t even sure what the fuck happened: sure, he had been having a bit of an occasional headache after their little encounter with Alexander Vinciguerra, but it seemed okay, a bit of a concussion, he thought—no matter, the very disturbing fact that he just dropped dead without much of a warning – in front of a witness, fuck – will have to wait, first things first—

“Ow, Peril, get off, please,” he grimaces, because Illya is still on him and his chest really hurts—well, at least he apparently put effort into those compressions. Very sweet. Sweetness with his ribs as a casualty.

Though Illya is still staring at him with eyes so big they will probably try to jump out of his head any minute now, he’s quick to scramble off him, never interrupting his staring as Napoleon pushes himself in a sitting position with a wince.

Okay.

“Well, not sure what happened there, but thanks for the rescue,” he says, lightly, and hopefully that will be the end of it.

Of course it isn’t.

[More on Ao3]

#whumptober2022 #napollya #napollya fic #tmfu fic #napoleon x illya #illya x napoleon #the man from uncle #tmfu #not spn #my fanfic #yes i just started whumpcember and i'm still doing whumptober WHAT OF IT I CAN STOP WHENEVER I WANT OKAY *cries*

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ftpverse · 9 months

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touched by her hand an early FtPverse Namiku playlist

two replica kids trying to figure out what love is, and whether or not they're in it

(art source)

-> [ listen ] <-

tracklist + liner notes under the cut

if i'm honest with myself: all of these songs are more riku pov than they are namine, with the exclusion of "drops of jupiter" (EXTREMELY namine @ riku) and "she is", which is firmly split with the verses as namine and the chorus as riku. what about the bridge? don't worry about the bridge.

however for the sake of these liner notes i have compiled the lyrics i think best fit namine from each song followed by the lyrics that fuckor me the most about riku in (parentheses) so that it feels like we get a lyric from each of them per song.

also regardless of pov i think "i do wanna love you, i do wanna try" from 'for the nights i can't remember' is both of them probably. it makes me Feel Things about namine but it also makes me Feel Things about riku so obviously it's just both of them, even if the rest of the song swings, once again if i'm honest, towards riku pov

(but this is the artistic version of the liner notes, not the honest version)

she is - the fray do not get me wrong, i cannot wait for you to come home for now you're not here, and i'm not there it's like we're on our own (she is everything i want that i never knew i needed she is everything)

anywhere but here - safetysuit i'd rather be anywhere but here without you (everything that i never thought could happen or ever come to pass and)

for the nights i can't remember - hedley and i do wanna love you and i do wanna try (believe me girl i'm so tired of running, i just wanna hold your hand)

drops of jupiter - train tell me, did you fall for a shooting star? one without a permanent scar? and did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there? (she reminds me that there's room to grow)

shut your eyes - snow patrol just close your eyes until you can imagine this place, our secret space (shut your eyes, i'll spin the big chair and you'll feel dizzy, light, and free)

always somewhere close - lifehouse it doesn't matter where you go, you're still a part of me (i need you now, i need you next to me)

hero/heroine - boys like girls i won't try to philosophize, i'll just take a deep breath then i'll look in your eyes (i got a closet filled up to the brim with the ghosts of my past and their skeletons i don't know why you'd even try but i won't lie - you caught me off guard)

touched by her hand - tsfh (instrumental)

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some other thoughts:

this was salvaged from songs scattered across i think just 2 mixes, of which neither was a full playlist on its own. one was angst focused (meh) while the other was cutesy songs (of which like, 2/8 even fit instead of just being Cute Song To Imagine Them To, which has its place but my song choices were cringe ok. if u wanna find it you can find the tracklists buried deep in the playlists tag on this blog. playlists =/= mixes. btw. mixes are for the "you can listen to these off of 8tracks" mixes lol)

anyway yeah a lot of the songs were like. too much angst! or cute but not actually fitting! or... a christian rock song i'd repurposed which i can no longer do in good conscience in 2023. or, quite frankly, a lot of "wow my girlfriend is so great she's there to comfort all my angst yay" overtones WHICH TO BE FAIR THEY ARE BOTH COMFORTING EACH OTHER THRU SEPARATE ANGSTS THRU DEAD INSIDE BUT NONETHELESS . the tone of it was just weird for a consistent playlist to me :/

like they are allowed a bit of fun unhealthy codependence but i hate to enthusiastically frame it as riku putting namine on a pedestal like it's not a problem he's doing that. is he doing that? yeah a little!!!! but if i want to salvage a mix about that i need to make the whole mix about that and not throw it in with songs that are cute about their genuine relationship.

....also i - much like the shad mix - wanted a playlist that wasn't about the angst. so here's me fumbling to make a cute early ftp/DI namiku playlist that isn't about angst without looking up too many new songs. i succeeded!!!!!!

this also WAS supposed to be generally them for the whole of early series but also the first two songs sure are the pining period of part 1 DI haha. unfortuantely she is is THE big di namiku song to me, and i can't NOT use it, but it sure does open on 'do not get me wrong i cannot wait for you to come home' which cements us in the pining period of DI

but it's SUCH a strong opener!!!!! so much so that i actually used it in the liner notes instead of picking my other favorite namine-but-not-in-an-obvious-way "i don't know where / i don't know when / but i want you around" lol!!!! BUT THAT OPENER. I HAD TO SPOTILIGHT HTE DAMN THING. GODDAMN. ITS SO.

my probably-2011 opinions on this song - digging up the deep lore - are that this verse made me feel things about namiku wrt rebellion lol

It's all up in the air and we stand still to see what comes down I don't know where it is, I don't know when, but I want you around When it falls in place with you and I, we go from if to when Your side and mine are both behind its indication

also the bridges are a thing that meant a lot to me in 2011 becuase they fit for a DI endgame thing i was so sure i was going to go with (namine fake dies) so "this will bring me to my knees / i just want to hold you close to me" etc was in fact. also good lyrics for them. ITS JUST THEN I DIDN'T DO THAT THING IN DI ENDGAME . but it makes me fond of the 2011 life i lived.

man. that was a lot of words about one song. what else do i got. uh.

drops of jupiter is... also an old fave.... unlike she is the lyrical association isn't quite as strong, but nonetheless i adore it a lot. also i desperately needed namine @ riku songs and this is it this is the one. hilariously upon reflection the lyrics can also be ftp sokai bUT the association i have for it with ftp namiku is REALLY STRONG lol....

secret but it's angst: "did you fall for a shooting star?" is a funny @ riku but re: the other namine lol. teehee meteor shower metaphors (I'M AWARE IT'S A REACH)

also i AM really emotional about "i do wanna love you / i do wanna try" coming from two replica kids who don't quite know what love is but want to be there for each other anyway. obviously and forever am i fucked up about that.

((HEDLEY WHY DID YOU RELEASE THIS SONG TWICE AND THE ONE TITLED "I DO (WANNA LOVE YOU)" IS JUST OBJECTIVELY A WAY WORSE SONG... i get you wanted normal pop song instead of extremely heartfelt rock ballad but i like the extremely heartfelt rock ballad okay))

otherwise uh my strongest thought is hero/heroine is also a HUGE FUCKING SONG for them to me because of the lines about skeletons in the closet and otherwise just. riku being dumbstruck in love when he didn't think that could happen to him in a positive way... it's cute.... i'm really mad that with the knowledge i have at 26 that this song is almost definitiely referencing the drug heroine in the lyrics. man.

oh and that i had like 3 potential lifehouse songs but all of them were weird on the "she is the only thing saving me from my pain" front but lifehouse as a band was importnat for me to include for them considering at the ripe age of 13 i could without fail turn on lifehouse and find a reason to be upset about repliku ftpverse to it lol. so here's an actually cute romance lifehouse song that isn't like the cliche one (you and me). also always somewhere close is good for both the pining and for their slight codependence lmao.

final thought is that musically as a song i am not as jazzed about touched by her hand as i was when i picked it out as their ~theme song~ in probably as early as 2011 (WHY IS THE INTRO BEFORE THE GOOD PART A FULL MINUTE LONG), but also, it's Their Fucking Theme Song. so i had to

anyway that's it. that's a lot of babbling about early DI namiku.

#2/3 of mixes i had to salvage from old playlists #mixes #b4:DI #r: all in #c: riku #c: namine #soundtrack

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Hihi lili !! 🫶🏻💖✨️ Late response today bc I had an accident with one of my teeth 🥺 I broke it and now I gotta go to the dentist... Accident prone strawberry strikes again 😵‍💫

I'm not good with heights so I don't know how I would feel abt being in an airplane. When I get really high up I get scared and immediately get dizzy.. 😭

If I ever publish anything you'll be tagged for being my inspiration ✨️ My friend and I wrote a fic a while back about our oc's. I've never really wrote a reader insert. If feel like it'd be hard. I wanna try to do smau like u do sometime 💖

OOOO THAT'S SO COOL! I also game on the switch. I play too many games tbh. The first switch I had was the switch lite and the only thing I wanted to play originally was project diva mega mix and mariokart. 🤣 I like the Jackbox party packs a lot. My siblings and I play them all the time. Ummm I also playyy ddlc, acnh, minecraft, bustafellows, bioshock (i have all 3 games but I haven't even finished the first one yet..), dadish (about a dad radish trying to find his kids), and a loooot more. I really wanna get turnip boy commits tax evasion 😂😂😂

So now I have 2 things I gotta do soon. 3 if u count not being anonymous anymore lol

Give u my kpop playlist and exchange switch codes if you'd like!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻💖

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strawberry!! hi hi! i’m so sorry to hear about that i hope you are okay and everything works out <33

oh yeah i totally get that, it definitely isn’t for everyone. i have like a fear of heights but also not at the same time it’s kinda weird? idk my fear’s really i would have to think about it.

BDKSJD stop that’s so sweet 🫶🏻🫶🏻 imo reader insert aren’t super hard to write you just have to find a style that you like!! for smaus i use TwiNote and MemeiMessage if you want to check them out and mess around with them! <33

i’ve also played dbh i kinda forgot about that one. im a really big fan of choice based games. i played the jackbox games before with my old friend group and i really enjoyed them !! also that radish game sounds fun 😭

please take ur time! i don’t want you to feel pressured to reveal your identity (lol idk why that sounds funny to me) until you are comfortable doing so!^^

okay !! my question for you - do you have a favorite book series??

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