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heilos · 2 days
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This episode was so mean and I loved it. WIP i'm hoping to get done by tonight or latest tomorrow. :)
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mysicklove · 3 days
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vividly picturing little yuuji standing next to ur bed to wake you up in the middle of the night with the classic “…i threw up.” and the annoyed, tired groan that echos the pitch black room from sukuna in response
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tiffycat · 3 days
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The Touden Siblings
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mammomlette · 3 days
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Solomon whose been alive and kicking for so long that he’s built up an immunity to just about everything that can be caught in every day life
Solomon who is older than vaccines but probably doesn’t even need them atp because of over-exposure
Solomon who doesn’t understand why you caught a cold. You’re magical too, right? Why are you getting sick from something so trivial like cold weather or people coughing?
Solomon who at first assumes that you’ve caught a deadly disease, because why else would someone so powerful be ill?
Solomon who is reminded of your mortality and becomes a worry wart, forcing you to be under strict bed rest even if “it’s just a common cold!”
Solomon who will make you soup to help you get better…
…and Solomon who will wonder why you look even worse now than you did before…
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sadlazzle · 2 days
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favourite part of the most recent ep was marcille pointing out that hang on, senshi’s not that hot and both of the other guys jst going ‘well that’s just absolutely incorrect’
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local-cryptid · 3 days
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reposting this because it flopped hard last time and i was really pleased with how it came out
i also wanted to take a moment to lament for how much i loved this character and what he meant to me and so many others as we grieve for him once again
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suguwu · 1 day
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i cannot for the life of me explain this better but i am currently obsessing with the idea of aventurine asking if you want to stop during sex bc of something he thought he saw in your face or your body language, and you can't help it.
"do you?" you ask, a little more tender than you mean to be.
(tenderness does something strange to aventurine, you've found. it slits him open. he curls back in on himself, a snail within a shell, and you don't see him for days, after.)
and something in him cracks open, a yawning canyon, a grave swallowing him down.
you think it might be the first time anyone's asked him that.
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maudiemoods · 21 hours
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Doodles from this morning woohoo
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When the demon you've been fighting was actually just you the whole time 🙄
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sugaldean · 24 hours
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When you see the d20 cast being ""annoyed"" at each other or fucking scream at each other for some decisions they took
It is not an invitation to us the audience to bash the cast. They are friends who know each other and respect each other boundaries
We are thousands of people potentially screaming the exact same thing at them. On loop. They don't know us. And we don't know them
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dingoat · 13 hours
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May the 4th be with you <3
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kiyomai · 1 day
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disappeared off of the face of the planet but … been thinking about vampire!midoriya and how unbelievably hungry he’d be.
warnings. vampires, stalkingish, mind control, loss of autonomy(?), blood(he bites you at the end but it’s not descriptive) GN!reader, reader is called ‘pretty’ but everyone’s pretty so no gender attached to it, let me know if i’m missing tags please !!! minors DO NOT interact
he’s the kind of vampire who’d starve himself cuz he hates the idea of hurting people, of ripping through flesh to reach the one thing his body can’t live without.
but he can’t—won’t.
he’s not a monster, not at heart, at least. he doesn’t want to be a monster. he’s nice, he cares about humans—people, he has to remind himself.
they’re people, and i’m not a monster.
so he doesn’t eat.
but all things must eat to survive, even a creature like him.
and in comes you, unsuspecting little human that you are, walking down the dark, dark streets, aware of your surroundings, yet none the wiser of the real monsters lurking through the night.
izuku watches you from the rooftops, hears the way your heart beats a little faster with the way you’re speed walking, knowing how desperate you are to get home.
you’re so unbelievably human.
and he’s so unbelievably hungry.
he doesn’t remember jumping. one second you were out reach, and the next, well…he’s in front of you now.
your expression morphs into terror and your heart is beating out of your chest. it’s a good look on you, he thinks. you look so human.
you reach to grab something, but your eyes are trained on him, watching his every move. smart, he thinks, too bad he’s not human. and with the little energy he has, he wills you to stop.
“it’s okay,” swims through your mind, sticking like honey. “you’re alright.” and with those few words, you’re at ease, and izuku thinks you look even prettier like this—under his thumb.
for a while, all he does is stare at you.
how long has it been since he’s been this close to a human before?
how long… has he been starving—denying himself of the one thing he needs to survive.
your hand twitches and izuku catches it.
oh right, he’s not that strong. if he waits any longer, you’ll break free in no time.
he takes the small window he has to get closer to you, thankful that you’re still under, and rests his head on your shoulder.
“i know this is a little strange.” his voice is soft as he speaks, but he knows his voice is echoing loudly in your empty little head. “and that deep down you’re scared out of your mind.” his hands are itching to wrap around you.
“i’m sorry. so sorry that i cant—that im not strong enough to make this painless,” his breathing quickens, unable to hold back. “i just want—i really need you.”
his hand wraps around your neck and the chill that runs through you drives him crazy. if you manage to slip through the cracks, he thinks he won’t mind it. “i promise i won’t take too much,” he breathes into your neck. “i just want a taste. you’ll let me have this, right, pretty?”
and with the last of his will keeping you trapped, you nod your head just enough for him to sink his fangs in.
a/n: i haven’t written in 2 years :O wow i’ve been lurking on tumblr dot com but writing became so difficult. i’ve been rewatching tvd and every time i see stefan i think of deku and how he’d be the same (especially in terms of ripper!stefan) yeaupp hope u enjoyed!!! likes, comments and reblogs are welcome and appreciated <3
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victorrs · 3 days
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jude and ellis with their matching clothes in similar shades of purple and their shirts in white and black respectively.... who do you think came up with the matching outfits?
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princessfroslass · 1 day
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ok but....had you considered that if Angel used to live on the studio, so did Fat Nuggets....do you think that whenever Val entered his room (cause it's obvious he did) Angel would tell him to hide under the bed until the coast was clear? Nuggs was a gift from Val, what stops him from using it the way he used Charlie to get Angel to comply?....Do you think things got ugly and Nuggs ever tried to do something only to- get kicked across the room? Do you ever think Angel begged Val to leave him alone and to focus on him even when bleeding and bruised already?
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void-bitten-ghost · 2 days
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Angel laughs a lot during sex.
I don't mean when he's on the job. He's a professional, and the last thing any of his John's tend to want him doing is laughing. The clientele he has... they'd rather he be sobbing or gagging or not be making any noise at all.
But when he's with Husk it's giggles galore. He scoffs. He chuckles. He's so fucking expressive and Husk fucking Loves It. When Angel gets a bee in his bonnet and wants to ride him? He makes a fucking meal out of it. Only when he's close to his limit, thighs trembling and every set of arms grasping at something, the sheets, the headboard, Husk, only then do the giggles stop, replaced by the most gorgeous, devastating determination to get them both there at the same time
He's never been the praying sort, but it's in those moments Husk thinks he sees heaven in his Angel. Sees a glimmer of the divine when Angel whispers his name, curling around him with a desperate cry into his chest and-- and--
Jesus, I think I need to sleep
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waywardstation · 2 days
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WIP FRIDAY
I apologize for getting this out two days late, I’ve been busy with lots of packing and events! But I have a little reprieve, so I wanted to post another WIP; this one is from Heart Full, Bowl Empty.
BE AWARE THAT THIS SEGMENT INVOLVES A CONVERSATION REVOLVING AROUND UNWILLING BUT INTENTIONAL STARVATION. I know there are people who say they can’t read this fic because of themes like this, so be aware of this before reading this WIP!!
I included this snippet in today’s WIP because I have like three versions of the entire segment this snippet is from. I feel like it’s a really important segment with a really important conversation, and I’ve had a hard time balancing all the emotions the way I want to between Ingo and Akari, with frustration, sadness, anger, and empathy, to realistically get them to the resolution I want at the end of it.
The final version will probably only include a few parts from this particular segment.
Enjoy!!
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“I knew it! You’re doing it again!” Akari’s eyebrows scrunched, trying to understand through the frustration. “You said you wouldn’t!”
“Circumstances will improve soon.” Clearly done with the conversation, that was all Ingo said, but it was confession enough that he had fallen back on his word. Shame contaminated his voice, but if there was any regret, he hid it well.
“No, it won’t!” They were not even half-way through winter yet. “And you know it won’t!”
Ingo said nothing as the kits carefully moved around his slumped form, finding comfortable places to settle around him. She didn’t know if he intended to snuff the conversation out with angered silence, or if he was just too exhausted to care about arguing with her anymore. If it wasn’t for his small occasional signs of movement or acknowledgement, she’d think he was actually sleeping.
Akari carefully stepped into the nesting layers, moving to sit down next to Ingo. She settled with her back against the cavern wall, pulling her knees close as a few kits shuffled around to accommodate her. “You know I’m right.”
Huffing out an irritated sigh and nothing more, it didn’t seem like Ingo had any intentions to engage with her argument anymore.
“You couldn’t even pull yourself up over the ridge,” She prodded at him again, trying to motivate more conversation out of him. “I had to help you!”
“There are many, many factors that go into that.” A reluctant answer, perhaps a reflexive attempt to quell her worry; Ingo feebly rubbed his wrapped hand, almost as a display for his excuse.
“I’ve seen you do more when you’ve been hurt worse.” Akari retorted, a little softer now but still cold.
Ingo’s eyes remained closed, though his hardened expression implied that it came across as more accusatory than she’d intended. But perhaps it was precisely the time to be accusatory.
“Ingo, you’re so tired all the time now – you stopped coming to the training grounds because you just can’t make the trips all the time anymore! And you’re sleeping so much more than you used to, and it’s like you’re always hungry all the time, even though all I see you doing anymore is gathering food!” Akari’s voice grew more jagged as she continued to jab at him, entirely uninterrupted.
It was getting difficult. With Ingo’s tunic still sopping by the bucket, still somewhat red from the exhausted effort of washing out the blood, it could not hide the ribs that pressed out just a little bit more, or help fill out what the waistline had lost under the loosening belt. The abject dread of directly acknowledging that was too much.
“And- and look! You aren’t even willing to hold a conversation with me anymore, and I don’t know if it’s because you just won’t, or because you can’t!” The kits shifted uncomfortably as Akari retreated back into her own frustration instead. “People think you’re sick, Ingo! They’re asking me about you! What are you doing?”
The exhausted man remained where he laid in the nesting material, only moving his hands to rub at his face and sigh — a deep, forced sigh that swelled his side before releasing. Akari almost didn’t think he’d answer her, but with some effort, he propped himself up first onto his elbows, then slumped forward. The teen watched him run shaky fingers through his hair as he sat next to her.
“…I don’t know what I should do.” The guilt. The weary guilt cracked his voice and tore Akari’s anger down to heartache.
#ref for fic#BE AWARE THIS IS DISCUSSING INTENTIONAL BUT UNWILLING STARVATION#tw starvation#just in case#cause I know not everyone vibes with this story#and I’ll say it’s been weird myself returning to these segments I wrote months ago and re-reading them#AND TO BE MORE CAREFUL I talk about a personal situation sort of dealing with this below#a lot has happened in the timeframe of originally writing this and coming back to this#at the end of fall I got very very sick and it lasted well into February#I unwillingly shed thirty-five pounds because I could not eat#and I didn’t notice at all until I stopped and realized just how tight I had to make my work belt#even when family members pointed it out during the holidays when they’d hug me#it wasn’t until someone got very concerned and did something about it that I realized just how bad it was#I’m sure people remember when I mentioned I had gastritis#that’s what all this was I just never really went into detail about how bad it truely was here#so coming back and reading this segment specifically#having written it months before I went through any of this#felt really really weird and a little uncomfortable#I edited Akari’s accusations a little to fit my situation more about a month back#because I did not realize just how much more stuff like this would make you want to sleep#at least in my experience#but it’s been very very just#strange I guess coming back to this#it doesn’t make me want to not work on HFBE anymore it just feels very weird
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druizard · 1 day
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A quick dip in Raphael's hot tub after giving Haarlep the beat down of a lifetime.
Bonus:
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His face when you ask him if he wants to come back here and fuck cuddle after we kill Raphael.
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