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andalitean · 1 year

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Pop quiz! which plot does NOT occur in Animorphs?

A) local teen does brain surgery on her alien friend using a slug for help

B) dogs built the pyramids

C) Atlantis is real and the people there want to kill you

D) a hawk caused the extinction of the dinosaurs

E) the kids went to another timeline and killed Hitler

F) a random kid at school pushes someone's cousin down a hospital elevator shaft and then gets trapped as a rat

G) girl vomits up alligator

H) god is a gamer

I) gay alien centaurs

J) kids infiltrate the CIA and borrow explosives from the government

K) a child almost dies of rabies while his friends are shrunken and fighting mini enemies inside of his body

The answer is.... L) none of the above. All of these things happened in Animorphs.

#animorphs #i couldve made A-Z to be honest #maybe part two #greatest hits #guys if youre reading these tags i KNOW these are not fully accurate #just roll with it IM SORRY I DONT HAVE ENCYCLOPEDIC MEMORY OF THE BOOKS I READ IN 2022

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raiichk · 7 months

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Closed Heart

(aup fanfic)

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"Have you ever think about being in relationship?"

Someone asked.

Relationship? Impossible. He thought.

He was not blind of what's normal in humanity. But with his current lifestyle he can't imagine anything related to be part of his life.

Don't you feel lonely?

He has companions. A company built of sweat and blood.

A good workers, each one talented in unique way.

Friends he can fully trust and lean on.

People who shares his dreams, and pare nothing to support him.

But that? In that sense?

He can't imagine it.

Or maybe,

He just know,

It's not like he can't

It's just he don't want to.

Because he's a man living in the past.

.

He got invited to a lunch.

Not anything strange. They're practically a co-workers in the same academy and same generation. Even if he may be rising in rank of job faster than anyone, he didn't consider the other first years teachers as him as inferior. Having a lunch together in campus's cafetaria has become a routine to him, and way of socializing that just happened normally.

Rather than eating alone in his office, eating together with other colleagues teacher has become liberation. In another sense, he just enjoyed it more than he ever speak about it.

Everyone is colleagues, treated with respect and warm atmosphere.

Everyone talk and trying to get close to each other.

And he can't help but being oblivious

sometimes relationships with others.

Because he didn't mean anything or sought anything from them.

Having lifed a life with so many faces and names, a relationship that won't last long

With his luck that made his life turned upside down so sooner or later,

he had to leave never to be seen again anyway.

If he could maka a simple wish

He just want to bask in comfort of current life's peace.

Everything would be just another routine,

If only he could keep being oblivious and ignorant of occurrences.

No, not because of frequent teasing from other teacher when asking about *his* relationship topics. Or,

Subtly not subtle act of her friend everytime he and her in the same room of occurrence.

Not that.

After few more Invitation he can't help but notice.

How the invitation is only for two, not for a many colleagues.

How he got invited to lunch but missing people while at it, and he got roped too late to find the way out.

How he got frequent visit or daily conversation from the way of his class to his office.

Or how at party he got invited to be her dancing partner.

How he got invited to half promises to attend another campus's festival next year.

He became aware

And he became afraid

It will turn to worse

And just before he decided to mitigate the risk of getting another broken apple in his life...

She confessed to him. So.

There goes away the bliss of being ignorant and oblivious.

Her sincere heart is not for him. It's not right. He didn't deserve her. Nothing is accepted, and nothing is returned.

"it's okay", "I understand" she said.

He can only pretend to not see the flowing river in her eyes.

She deserves better.

#au prompt #aup #academy's undercover professor #fanfiction #fanfic #Rudiger Chelsea #ludger cherish #it was supposed to be longer #idk i will continue it later #maybe part two #the academy's undercover professor #i got a fake job at the academy

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sluts4sirius · 1 year

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there will never be a fic like the cadence of part-time poets, i’m sorry THERE JUST WON’TTT

#maybe part two #but besides that NEVER #this fic is revolutionary #my lifeline is just before cadence #and then after cadence #this fic will always be 1 in my heart #sorry to say it #but some of you will never get tcoptp like i do #motswolo #tcoptp #the cadence of part time poets #cadence #it’s so good sometimes i think i made it up honestly

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thegrimreaper-probably · 2 years

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I’m just your problem

Reader x Steve Harrington

(Reader and Steve hate each other but the kids and them are stuck together in his house till tomorrow)

“Woah your house is cool y/n.” Lucas says.

“Thanks, I’mma get the blankets.” I run upstairs to grab them.

“Do we have to be here?”

“Suck it up Steve it’s not that bad.” I hear Dustin say, I groan it’s not like I want him here. I go back to the living room.

“Here, you guys hungry? I got left over pizza.” I hand them blankets.

“No we’re good.” Dustin says.

“Can you play this?” Mike asks, pointing to my guitar.

“Yeah, played since I was 7. Taught myself how to.” I grab the red guitar and smile.

“Play for us?” Eleven asks the rest of them give me puppy eyes.

“If you go get in bed.” I hear some groans and then with some help, we set up the makeshift beds.

“Ready!” The boys says I grab a stool and sit down. I play some notes and start.

“La-da-da-da-da. I'm gonna bury you in the ground. La-da-da-da-da. I'm gonna bury you with my sound. I'm gonna, drink the red. From your pretty pink face. I'm gonna-.”

“Y/n they don’t need an emo nightmare song.” Steve says as he leans back on the wall, the kids protest.

“Oh, you don't like that? Or do you just not like me?” I ask then start to sing a new song.

“Sorry I don't treat you like a king. Is that what you want me to do? Sorry I don't treat you like you're perfect, Like all your little loyal subjects do. Sorry I'm not made of sugar. Am I not sweet enough for you? Is that why you always avoid me? I must be such an inconvenience to you. Well, I'm just your problem. I'm just your problem. It's like I'm not even a person, am I? I'm just your problem, well. I shouldn't have to justify what I do. I shouldn't have to prove anything to you. I'm sorry that I exist. I forget what landed me on your blacklist, but I shouldn't have to be the one that makes up with you, so. Why do I want to? Why do I want to?” I then get to a breaking point of not knowing how to end.

“To bury you in the ground and drink the blood from your- Ugh! Stop staring at me!” I storm up into my room and slam the door.

“That wasn’t cool Steve.” Dustin says to me.

“I know, I messed up.” I groan.

“A lot.” Mike says.

“Like a lot a lot.” Will says.

“Like a lot a lot a lot.” Lucas says.

“I get it!” I yell back and head upstairs to y/n. I knock and don’t hear anything. The door opens by itself.

“What do you want?” He growls out at me. I sigh and look at him.

“Sorry.” He says, I look over to him at the doorway.

“Sorry? Sorry!” I walk over to him and push him.

“I get it-.” I cut him off with another push.

“No the fuck you don’t! That’s the point! You get everything you want!” I yell at him.

“I do not.” He says I push him again.

“Oh so you don’t have a big fancy house? Or a bunch of friends? Or a family? Don’t have any of that?” I raise my eyebrow at him.

“Y/n-.” Another push.

“No you have it all! And what do I have? None of that! I have none of it!” I yell back as he does nothing to stop me pushing him.

“Y/n-.”

“I have nothing! I mean the only thing from my rotten childhood is a writhing teddy bear. And the only two people that cared about me? Well my mom’s dead and the other one is in that stupid fucking lab! Meanwhile I have to watch a bunch of kids and be some cool badass person but some bitch make it so fucking hard to do so!” I stop pushing him as we make it to the stairwell.

“Can I talk now?” Steve asks as he looks over to the kid’s heads at the bottom of the stairs. I grunt and cross my arms.

“I think your the coolest fucking person I’ve ever met. Scratch that you are the coolest fucking person. And I am a bitch for treating you that way. I was jealous, yeah I have a fancy house but it’s just that. Parents aren’t ever around and my old man wants me to take over his job. Of course I’m not saying you had anything better then me. I just.. Your this cool person who plays music and extra tough. And what am I? Some rich loser named Steve.”

“You, Steve Harrington? Are jealous of me? Y/n Abadeer.” I look at him and he blushes.

“Yes thee Steve Harrington is jealous of you.” He says.

“Well I am way better then you.” I smirk.

“You are.”

“Not done. I am way better then you but I guess I’m a teeny bit jealous of you.” I mutter out the last part.

“Oh really? Couldn’t tell.” I punch him in his arm and he yelps.

“I mean the kids see you as their mom. I’m just their fresh out of jail uncle.” I shrug.

“More like a dad.”

“You proposing right now? Damn that a little two fast.” I says he starts blushing and stuttering.

“I- um- didn’t mean.” I laugh which gets him to stop talking.

“How about a date first? Next Friday I’ll pick you up at 5?” I ask with a smile.

“Uh yeah? Yeah! I mean yes I would love that.” He then try’s to lean on a non-existing door to which I caught him.

“Fall for me already? Guess you do move fast.” I put him back and he stumbles to say anything.

“Good now go put the kids back to bed. While I get a movie playin for us.” He nods and heads down as the kids groan. I laugh and go back in my room to pick out a movie.

Eleven was the one to open the door bc the guys told her to and possibly a part two.

#stranger things #steve harrington x reader #stranger things imagine #songfic #fluff #little sad #sleepover #music #stranger things x adventure time reader #date #cute #maybe part two #singer #steve Harrington #stranger things x male reader #Steve Harrington x male reader

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jakeperalta · 3 months

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I'm curious. what job would you do if money was no object (you just automatically had an income you could live comfortably on)? including work like volunteering, studying etc. please share in the tags :)

#under this premise part time work is valid too!#personally i think i'd probably study. maybe do another masters maybe part time across two years this time #if i were to do a job job i think i'd try out working in a library (ideally an academic library). which would technically be more studying #since i'd need to get a library qualification first #i'm just very curious what people would choose if it was purely a choice of what appeals to you over the practicality/necessity #talking

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mizgnomer · 9 months

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Parallels - Good Omens Seasons One & Two - Part One

Links to [ Part Two ] [ Part Three ] [ Part Four ] [ Part Five ]

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cobbbvanth · 1 year

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star wars, but it’s just the memes

MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU

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sukunasteeth · 2 months

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Sukuna Dyes His Hair

You were just teasing him.

"Pink like a petite little rose."

"Shut it."

They were just play-fighting words. Part of an attempt to poke the bear that never seemed to bite at you.

"Pink like a sweet strawberry."

"Strawberries are red."

Sukuna had had you in his lap, lazy with a long day of work weighing on his bones. He watched you dote on him with a tired smile, too exhausted to mind your fingers lovingly brushing at tufts of his hair. Usually he'd swat at a touch as careful as the one you were giving him, but there were moments, like this one, where he seemed to soak up your tenderness.

"Pink like a baby kitten's nose." You cooed.

"Jesus." He groaned, rolling his eyes.

Maybe it was the ending boop to his own nose that made him finally snatch you up and tackle you to the mattress.

Maybe that's why one day later, you're staring at him standing outside of a restaurant, leaning against his motorcycle with stark black hair.

He's grinning at you, knowing that he's won the little game as he always does, with overkill.

It was a promised date night, one you had been planning for a few weeks now. Sukuna never had the same days off that you did, but the stars happened to align for you to go out to dinner together and you leapt at his invitation.

After he spots you from across the parking lot, Sukuna stubs his cigarette beneath his boot and starts over to you. You can tell in the way his eyes devilishly glimmer that he's excited to see your expression.

You're in too much shock not to give him exactly what he wants.

"Hi~" He purrs when he nears you, reaching a hand out for one of your own. You offer it subconsciously, moving automatically since your brain seemed to be sputtering. His rings are cold against your fingers, but even their icy bite is not enough to stir you back to the present. He tugs you into his embrace, looping an arm around your lower waist and pressing you into him. He’s warm despite the chill on his fingertips. When he's got you secured to him, he tilts his head at you, waiting for your response.

"Hi." You whisper, blinking up at him.

You know he thinks you're going to hate it. You know he thinks you're going to give him a pout- tell him how heartbroken you are to see his natural hair go. That was undoubtedly the punchline of his stupid joke. You've told him numerous times how much you loved his hair and every part of him that made him Sukuna... So why is your mouth suddenly watering?

“What d'ya think?” He runs his fingers through it, showing it off to you as if your eyes aren’t already glued to the newly darkened locks.

It suits him just as well as his natural hair color does, but the black brings out the deep, rich color of his eyes and makes prominent the tattoos framing his face. People always tell you that Sukuna’s stare intimidated them, and you never felt it yourself until then.

You swallow past your heartbeat, which you can suddenly feel in your throat. Sukuna notices, and his mischievous grin turns wolfish.

"Oh, you like it. Don't you?" He murmurs. Reaching up, he presses your slightly agape mouth closed so that he can place a chaste kiss to your shell-shocked lips. The smell of tobacco and expensive cologne has you in an even more intoxicated daze, rendering you boneless in his hold. His next words are a heated whisper, for your ears only.

"I usually only manage to take the words out of your mouth when you're strapped to my bed. This gotcha that good, little doe?"

#jjk #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #jjk x reader #little oneshot to tuck you in #shoud I do part two? hmmm #black-haired sukuna #does things to me #im at his beck and call #on my knees #maybe that's for part two lol #my writing

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poempaw · 6 months

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specify which and bonus points if you say why!

#warrior cats #some i didnt add bc of space are like #cloud sky storm / wing flight / pool / berry #swirl #tuft #i tried to keep it to the most common ones vs like. idk -hound or -beetle #there will be a part two maybe w these ones i forgor next week or smthn

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kinnsporsche · 9 months

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