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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 11 months

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I lowkey high key love Clark sympathizing for arranged!reader who fools just about everyone but clearly feels out of place. I love the idea of him using his writing power for good, behind the scenes blocking some articles from developing or helping push through some Bruce slander ones if he thinks he’s the problem.

Softboy, sweetheart Clark is S tier in any universe lol.

"Gotham trash," Clark grumbled.

"Be nice," Lois said, "Wayne put a lot of money into-"

"Into his trophy wife's wardrobe?"

"Nice, Smallville, " Lois sighed. "Let's just get through this and then I'll take you to get a hotdog."

"You owe me one, Lane."

"Yeah, Yeah."

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Lois and Bruce had done most of the talking. And for that you were grateful. It gave you time to check out. Tuning in just enough to smile, nod, or agree when it was appropriate.

What was expected. What people always expected. Your job was to be smiling and sweet. A loving and supportive wife. A dutiful daughter and sister. A pretty accessory a man could dangle off his arm like a charm bracelet. Something he could show off to other men.

"Your wedding photos were spectacular," Lois said, "It must have taken ages to plan all that out."

"I think," you tell her smiling, taking a sip from your water glass, "that my mother had been planning it since I was in diapers. She even had drawings for my dress."

"Wow," she said, "she didn't ask?"

You shrug, giving her your patented sweetheart smile. The one that never failed to make people believe you didn't have a care in the world. "I'm her only daughter," you remind. "And when she married my father he was in jail. It was nice, giving her a do over."

"Racketeering charges, wasn't it?" Clark said abruptly.

"Murder, actually," you answer. "awaiting trial and acquitted." You're used to it. Sometimes people try to play hardball with your father's past. As if you had anything to do with it. "It's horrible what happened to that man," you say softly. "If they hadn't spent so much time trying to frame my father they might have actually found the real perpetrator." And the tears that well up aren't all crocodile tears. But real or not, it's enough to make the man across from you look shamefaced as you take the handkerchief your husband proffered. "Excuse me a moment," you murmur.

You make your way back to the bathroom, locking the door behind you and take a deep breath. The truth was, it hadn't been your father. It had been Falcone. Or at least one of his sons. And when your father agreed to take the fall, Falcone had agreed to be the godfather to his children. And you wondered just how much chaos you could cause in Gotham if you let THAT slip.

Your father would probably have a stroke. And your mother- good lord. She's probably just straight fall over dead.

Tempting, but. That was for another day.

#bruce wayne #bruce wayne x reader #ask answered #minors dni #reader insert #arranged!verse 2.0

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worriedvision · 1 year

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Here is part 2 of this Kazuha fic. Gender neutral reader, happier ending for the reader. I was going to go with them getting with Gorou, then it went to Ayato, then it went towards Ayaka, and THEN back to Gorou smh. In the end, I did go with Ayaka lol. Might do parts for Ayato and Gorou as well, as those ideas were also different lol.

You weren’t unfriendly towards those you spoke to. Thankfully, you didn’t deal with the breakup too immaturely, you knew better than to sulk in public. You had work to do, and you weren’t about to let Kazuha’s hurtful actions affect your work ethic. Over time, you successfully got over him. Well, a big part of that was him leaving Inazuma, never once returning in the time it took for you to build up a great reputation.

However, you were lonely. Because you couldn’t trust people, you never let people get too close to you. You spend your spare time working on your business, to your parents displeasure. You were always told off by your mother in your house while she visited, only to find out you had yet to make a friend. One day, she insisted you should go along to one of the planned meetings instead of them - sure, they were currently the leaders of the clan, but you were soon to take over.

There, you saw faces you knew. They all knew better than to get too close, and you were about to leave until you accidentally bump into someone, them tumbling to the ground and landing on their backside. You gasp, expending a hand without thought and her gladly taking it.

“Sorry, I should have seen where I was going.” You chuckle. She looks away bashfully, holding a fan to her face, and you hear people whispering.

‘Is that Kamisato Ayaka?’

Your eyes widen, and you realise this was arguably one of the most important people here. Seeing her brother walk towards you two, you suddenly realise he must have seen you bump into her.

“It’s quite alright, really.” She states. “I was hoping to have a chat with you.”

“Oh, okay!” You smile, Ayato giving you a glance - warning you not to harm Ayaka.

You and Ayaka were inseparable. You both bonded over struggling with forming bonds (although your reasons were not similar).

In fact, you had started to feel more romantic feelings for her. You couldn’t help but admire her, and you realised quickly you got slightly jealous when Thoma escorted Ayaka with her errands. You knew better than to blame Thoma, you knew it was most certainly Ayato being protective over his sister.

So, you decided to find a way to confess your feelings for her in a quieter place, somewhere only the both of you knew. It was under Inazuma City, a place she showed you when you became stronger friends. To your pleasure, you couldn’t stop smiling when she admitted she also felt these feelings. You both knew how overly protective her brother could be, and not to mention the rumours that could easily spread if you two were public, so you stuck with being friends.

One thing led to another, and you both knew you were a real couple. Past was the initial wave of pure love that comes with relationships, and you still had a healthy dose of admiration and love for one another.

So, you take the risk of Ayato forbidding you from dating his sister when confessing you were planning to marry her.

“How long have you been dating my dear sister, _?” Ayato asks. He, of course, knew the answer. After all, he had his own spies that got all the details needed.

You answer truthfully, Ayato staring at you as if he’s asking you to continue.

“I wish to propose to her.” You cut to the chase, Ayato widening his eyes. “I promise not to bring any danger her way, and I am not doing this for the clan’s name. I love her, and I cannot see myself with anyone else.”

‘Even Kazuha?’ Ayato wants to ask. He holds back this question, deciding to invite Kazuha to come along to the wedding to test your loyalty out.

“Very well, you have my blessing.” Ayato states, taking note of how relieved and happy you look at this reaction.

The day comes, the wedding underway, and you can’t help but look out at the audience, something feeling strange about this. Although you couldn’t see him, it felt like you were being watched by the man that embarrassed you. Brushing it off, you proceed with the wedding.

The entire ceremony was great, it was the reception where he showed his face. Sat next to Ayato, looking at you with this strange look. Guilt? Yearning? Did he want to be with Ayaka instead of you? You really didn’t know.

Kazuha walks over to you while you went to get your newly wedded wife a drink, her chatting with Thoma. You know he’s trying to find some words to start a conversation, but you wanted nothing to do with him. No amount of apologies will remove the horrendous experience of him using you to keep his clan’s name from dying, attempting to trap you in an unhappy and loveless marriage.

The moment he opened his mouth, finally finding the correct words he wanted to say, you walk away with the drinks.

#kazuha #kazuha x reader #kazuha x gender neutral reader #ayaka x reader #ayaka x gender neutral reader #thoma #ayato

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toomuchracket · 8 months

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Yesyesyes! D word engagement <3

the very early d word blurbs mention you and matty hanging out together for the first time in parks around london (and beyond, on tour!), going for walks and coffees and just getting to know each other out of the confines of the office and cramped backstage areas and planes and cars and tour buses. when you start going on holidays together, you stay in places either in or surrounded by natural, open spaces - as much as you and matty like being squished up against each other lmao, you both like the freedom and escape from pressure that these places afford you and your relationship. so when it comes to him proposing to you, somewhere like that seems the most apt, and the most meaningful - also in terms of it being meaningful, i think that matty might actually propose in the closest nice park to your house, because, well, it's home and that means a lot to you both. he plans it for a little gap between busy spells at work, so you have the time and energy to actually bask in the engagement glow lol; this is also quite genius of him, because when work stops being so busy matty can be like "baby you should book a spa day. and also get your nails done. just take some time for yourself, sweetheart, because you've been working non-stop lately", thus ensuring your nails will look extra perfect above your beautiful new ring (not that matty would care if your manicure wasn't immaculate, but you would. imagine the pics lmao!!). but yeah, it happens quite early on a sunday morning while you're walking through the park on your way to get coffee, as you regularly do when you can. it's spring, the sun hasn't long risen so everything is still slightly golden, and the flowers are beginning to bloom beautifully in the park; it's when you stop to admire some of them (particularly some tulips) that matty gets down on one knee. you literally turn back round to look at him like "babe, aren't they stunning?", and gasp when you see him kneeling on the (thankfully dry) path, ring box in hand, grinning at you - matty's like "they are, darling. i think they're lovely enough for me to be doing this here, in this place we both love. that is, of course, my motivation for doing this - i love you, sweetheart, so much. and i tried so hard to write a speech about how much, and it's cringe to say given that it's literally my job, but i couldn't come up with the right combination of words to accurately convey how in love with you i am. but i think this ring and the question i'm about to ask you kinda do that for me". at that, he opens the box to reveal the most perfect ring, before continuing "i've said it before, and i'll say it again: i love you. i love life more with you in it. and i'd love if you would do me the honour of becoming my wife. will you marry me, darling?" - you squeak out a "yeah", and matty stands up to slide the ring onto your finger, smiling tearily at you before he kisses you. you're both a bit dazed when you pull back, beaming giddily at each other and giggling, before kissing quickly again and hugging tightly. you murmur into matty's shoulder "i love you. i can't believe this is real. and i actually can't wait to marry you either, baby", and he kisses the side of your head like "it's just a dream come true, isn't it? and i can't wait to marry you either, sweetheart, but we'll have to - gotta get coffee first, yeah?"; you giggle, and pull back, holding out your left hand for matty to take (which he does, after kissing your ring finger) like "let's hurry up and do that so we can get home as soon as - we've got a wedding to start planning, after all" <3

#mads answers asks #matty asks #fluff asks #d word matty

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makeste · 1 year

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[39 weeks later]

well all right then. I owe some explanations and some updates, so let's just get straight to that.

1. "what the hell, makeste. you can't just disappear for nine months and leave a sign on your blog that says "gone leavin'.'"

yeah I know. sorry guys.

so there are a lot of reasons for my long absence, but when you boil it all down, the essence is basically as follows: at its absolute max capacity, my ADHD brain is capable of keeping up with any two of the following: (1) work; (2) school; (3) tumblr. that's it. only two. no more and no less.

and for years this has not mattered at all because school was no longer in the picture! but as mentioned in my last two update posts, as of this past January, I had to start taking classes again for career advancement reasons, meaning my brain was quickly overloaded and something had to give. so yeah. I can assure you the past nine months have absolutely sucked and I am not AT ALL sure that it was worth it, but it is what it is.

I also want to add that I never intended to basically fall off the face of the earth anywhere near to this extent, let alone for this long. but in retrospect I probably should have seen it coming, seeing as this is not the first time it's happened, sob. and also in hindsight, towards the end of last year (during which I was already struggling to keep up with the weekly BnHA reactions) someone mentioned that it sounded like I was showing signs of being potentially close to burnout. turns out that observation was spot on lol.

so yeah. tl;dr, burnout + an obnoxiously busy real life schedule + a sprinkling of good old-fashioned ADHD "somehow I always underestimate how hard it is to restart something after taking a long break from it, and the longer I go without returning the worse it gets" brain shenanigans (more on that last part further down).

2. "MAKESTE. WHILE YOU WERE GONE, IN THE MANGA, THERE WAS A THING -- "

yes I have unfortunately been spoiled about The Thing.

3. "so wait, exactly how spoiled are you?? CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE THING"

I will make a separate post to talk about The Thing! I expect that many people will want to talk about this, and tbh I've really been wanting to talk about it too! I'm telling you, when I say the past nine months have sucked, I mean they have truly SUCKED, you guys. school is so fucking boring and I miss rambling about fandom stuff so fucking much.

anyway but with that said, ~*~PLEASE DO NOT TALK ABOUT ANY SPOILERS IN THIS POST~*~. I don't want to delete anybody's comments! but I will if necessary because I am a spoiler narc and I don't want to risk accidentally ruining stuff on the off chance that a non-spoiled person comes across this post. so yeah. however please do feel free to message me or comment in my other post (which I will link once it’s up; eta: here it is) if you do want to talk about The Thing.

4. "so aside from The Thing, are you otherwise caught up with the BnHA manga currently?"

so here's the hilarious part: no, I am not caught up. not even remotely. literally the last chapter of BnHA I read was chapter 339, which is the most recent chapter that I liveblogged, all the way back on December 31, 2021. I literally have not read a single new BnHA chapter in the year of our lord 2022 lol. :') basically for the same reasons I mentioned in my previous update post. tl;dr, reading/liveblogging a single new BnHA chapter is a minimum 4+ hour commitment for me, and by this point I have accrued a backlog of... oh sweet lord. 35 total chapters lol. so yeah. that's approximately 140 hours of catch-up that I need to do, which is paralyzing just to think about.

I do still plan on catching up, obviously! I'm just not sure how, lol. I may have some time to spare this weekend, so I might try to binge a few chapters and see how it goes. then I'll have to come up with some sort of sustainable posting schedule. I've been thinking about this for a while and I might try to do a Mon/Wed/Fri thing if I can swing it, but I don't want to commit to anything for sure yet until I see how those first few chapters go. fingers crossed, though.

anyway so I guess that's it. post is getting long. anything more will just be rambling.

sorry again, guys. how is everyone? what did I miss. aside from twitter dying and tumblr welcoming the refugees into our culture by inviting them to participate in the newly created fandom of a nonexistent 1970s mafia film.

#makeste reads bnha #real life update

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witchybitchy222 · 2 years

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Azriel x Reader | Renewal

Chapter Two

Azriel x Female Reader

Based on this ask:

“My brain literally will not shut up about reader from our world who is actually the reincarnation of Rhy’s sister (and Az’s mate duh)but NONE of them realize it until she dies/gets put into the cauldron and is brought back as high fae”

THANK YOU again for all the support! Sorry this part took forever, all this exposition is hard to write when I just wanna get to the good stuff lol Enjoy!!

Chapter one:

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Y/N

You thanked the waiter as he set down your glass of lemonade and glanced at your watch, 12:47, you should’ve known, Cora was late to everything. You looked back at the menu trying to decide between a salad and a sandwich when Cora dropped herself into the seat across from you with a sigh.

“I know, I know, I’m late” she began “but to be fair, I had to wait for the subway because that guy who smells like feet and sits way too close to any woman he spots was on there and I was NOT dealing with that today.”

“I’ll accept that” you said with a laugh.

“Soooo” Cora began as she wrapped her braids up into a bun “how was your date last night?”

“Ugh,” you rolled your eyes

“That bad?” Cora asked, eyebrows raised.

“Horrible.” You began, “he forgot to take off his wedding ring.”

“What an ass! Men are literally the worst.” Cora said, scrunching her face up in disgust.

“Tell me about it, I’m so over dating. I’ve accepted that I’ll never have sex again” You say, taking a sip of your lemonade.

“Maybe if you could hookup without getting emotionally invested it’d work out better for you.” Your friend laughed.

The waiter came over to take your order, you could hear yourself talking, but things started to go out of focus and eventually the whole restaurant faded from view.

You opened your eyes with a gasp. A dream. It was a dream. But it felt so real. Was it a memory?

You pushed the blankets off and swung your feet onto the floor. You went to the bathroom and braided back your hair before choosing some comfortable clothes to wear. You couldn’t stop replaying the dream, trying to see if there was anything that stood out enough to spark more memories, if it even was a memory.

You planned to meet with Rhysand and His second in command this morning. The High Lord had said Amren was good with spells and might be able to dig up something to trigger your memory. You’d have to ask her opinion on your dream.

You heard voices as you headed downstairs. There were paintings hanging along the wall you wanted to admire, but didn’t want to keep the fae waiting, so you continued on, making a mental note to come back and look at them later.

You walked down the hall to an open door and took a deep breath before walking into the room. The female you assumed was Amren stood across the room, between the fireplace and window. Two dark green plush chairs were placed in front of the hearth, the High Lord occupied one, dressed impeccably in a black suit, one leg propped up on the other, an easy smile on his face.

“Good morning, I hope you slept well.” He said as you entered. He gestured for you to take the other seat.

You sat a little nervously, feeling Amren’s eyes on you.

“This is Amren, my second in command.” Rhysand gestured to the female.

“I’m Y/N” you said with a slight smile.

“Oh I know all about you” Amren replied with a slightly unnerving smile. You swallowed thickly and looked to Rhysand. Amusement swam in his blue eyes, eyes you only now realized were strikingly similar to your own.

“I had a dream.” You told him.

He rose one eyebrow, his mouth slightly curving up at the sides.

“I mean, it may have been a memory” you quickly added, glancing at Amren who’s face revealed no emotion.

“Can I see?” Rhysand asked you. You nodded hesitantly, remembering what he told you the day before about his and Feyre’s powers to communicate with their minds. A shiver went down your spine as you felt him enter your brain. It wasn’t unpleasant necessarily, but your thoughts became harder to control. You felt yourself thinking of your dream, recalling the images and words.

Once he’d seen it all, Rhysand eased off and sighed.

“I’ve seen enough dreams and memories over the years to know it wasn’t just a dream.” He stated, glancing at Amren. “And it confirms what we already believed, you’re not of this realm.”

You had of course already suspected this, but hearing how certain Rhysand was made your stomach drop.

“I believe you’re here for a reason. We’ve checked with the other courts around Prythian and no one else has had an unexpected visitor. There must be a reason you’re here, not only in this realm, but in this court.”

“Normally I wouldn’t believe in this being an act of fate,” Amren began, “but your eyes lead me to believe otherwise.”

You looked again to Rhysand, his eyes unnervingly similar to yours.

“I’ve only known three other people to have this specific eye color,” he said, leaning forward on his elbows, “my son, who inherited them from me, my mother, and my sister. Both of whom have been dead for centuries.” Rhysand’s face flashed with a brief flicker of pain, and you noted that it must’ve been an unexpected death for them both. You furrowed your brows in confusion, “what do you think it means?” You glanced between the two, unsure what they could be alluding to.

Rhysand sighed, “we don’t know. Maybe you’re from the same lineage as me, just in an alternate reality? Maybe you’re your realm’s equivalent of me? Maybe it’s just a common eye color in your world. Honestly we don’t have much to go off of.” This was all so confusing, something was a hint, but didn’t give any information? At your frown Rhysand spoke again “It’s a great lead that you were able to dream a memory though, this means they’re still buried in your subconscious. Amren can look for a way to pull them out, and Feyre and I can help you strengthen your mind. Maybe focusing on sharpening your brain will push some more memories to the surface.”

Azriel

Y/N laughed at something Mor said as she browsed the items in Mor’s favorite boutique in downtown Velaris. Damn that laugh, it was too distracting. He’d agreed to go shopping with them for honorable reasons, Rhys had asked him to keep an eye on her. They still didn’t know much about Y/N, and while the High Lord seemed to trust her, there was no telling when her memories would come back, and what that would lead to. He was normally so focused, catching little details and storing information was what he was good at, but there was something about this woman that made it hard to focus on anything but the way she smiled, and how her laugh sounded.

He followed behind Y/N and Mor as they headed back to the river house, trying to listen in on their conversation without getting distracted.

“So how’d it go with Rhys and Amren this morning?” Mor asked her as she linked their arms together.

“Fine, I guess.” Y/N replied, sighing a bit. “We still don’t know much, Amren has some theories she’s going to look into, and Rhysand wants to help me sharpen my mind. He thinks I may have some kind of mental block that won’t allow me to access my memories.”

Mor frowned, “I suppose that would make sense. Maybe you suffered some kind of trauma? What do you think, Az?”

They both turned to look at him, and for a moment his eyes caught Y/N’s and he forgot how to breathe, then she blushed and looked away and he regained control.

“I don’t know,” he began, “it’s nothing I’ve seen before. But if anyone can figure it out, it’s Rhys and Amren. Between the two of them they have enough knowledge and resources to help.” Y/N gave a small nod at that, and his heart swelled a bit in thinking that he had made her feel better, even if it was the tiniest bit. Cauldron, he couldn’t be developing feelings for her. He knew nothing about her! She was just a human woman who needed their help. Sure she was painfully beautiful, but he should be able to control himself. He was halfway through his fifth century, a crush wasn’t going to keep him from focusing on his job.

Y/N

Feyre found you before dinner and started teaching you how to fortify your mind. She’d explained it like building a wall, a wall so thick and solid no one could penetrate it, and inside that wall was you. Your thoughts, feelings, memories, everything.

You were concentrating on placing yourself behind that wall when you felt Feyre’s presence approach you. You squeezed your eyes shut tighter and tried to focus on keeping her out. You knew she wasn’t pushing as hard as she could, and nothing about what she was doing was painful, but you were determined not to let her in.

“Good, Y/N” Feyre praised as she slid up to the wall. “Your foundation is good, but there are still some gaps that could be easily exploited” she explained as you felt her gently push her way into your mind.

“Ugh” you sighed and opened your eyes. “This is so much harder than I thought it’d be.”

“You’re doing great!” Feyre said with a smile. You shot her a small glare, she was being too kind.

“Really!” She said, “it’s only your first try and you’ve built a pretty solid wall already. It’s hard to do, but with more practice you’ll get better. Now stop pouting and let’s go eat.”

You followed her out of the room to the dining hall, your stomach grumbling after exerting all that energy trying to keep the High Lady out of your mind.

Dinner was mostly uneventful, it was only you, Feyre, Rhys, Nyx, and Mor, and as much as you hated to admit it, you were sad Azriel hadn’t joined. He hadn’t said much on your outing with Mor that afternoon, but something about being in his presence was calming.

After dinner you took a long hot bath and threw on one of the night dresses Mor had bought you earlier. It was a bit skimpier than you liked, but the material was soft and comfortable. You tried to rest, but sleep wouldn’t claim you, so you grabbed a long, silk robe in the most beautiful shade of blue, also purchased by Mor, and headed downstairs.

You thought about stopping to admire the paintings you’d seen earlier, but it was too dark to see them properly and you didn’t want to wake anyone by turning on any fae lights.

You eventually found yourself in the library and figured you might as well settle in there for a while.

You’d been so engrossed in your reading you didn’t notice anyone else had entered until a fae light flicked on by the door. You jumped a bit, but immediately relaxed when you turned to see it was Azriel who had come inside.

“You’re up late.” He said as he came to sit in the chair across the table from you.

“I couldn’t sleep,” you started “so I figured I’d come learn as much as I could about this realm, see if anything sparked a memory.”

Azriel stared at you, then at the books spread across the table, all detailing histories of Prythian. You could never tell what he was thinking. His face was neutral but you could tell his mind was working, trying to calculate something. It was clear he didn’t trust you. You blushed a bit at that thought, annoyed by how upset it made you, when one of his shadows reached across the table and glided across your hand. You gasped as you watched it retreat back to its master. You’d been told of Azriel’s unique abilities, but this was the first time you’d seen the shadows at work. They were beautiful, like sentient smoke blending in with the darkness in the room around you.

You looked up to find Azriel watching you, yet again, and realized something. This wasn’t the first time you’d seen those shadows, he’d been watching you.

“I’m not a threat, you know.” You said to him, angry he’d felt the need to take away your privacy by constantly watching you.

His eyebrows shot up, and he looked almost amused, which of course only made you angrier. “You realize saying that unprompted only makes you seem guilty, right?” He asked you.

You felt your face flush and crossed your arms in anger. “I can barely remember who I am, I’m not here to hurt anyone. Besides, I’m a human in a house filled with powerful fae, I couldn’t do anything even if I tried.”

“I know that.” Azriel replied, his face staying aggravatingly neutral.

“Then call of your little shadows and stop watching me in my private rooms! It’s creepy!”

He smirked at that and you let out a grunt of frustration, you were trying to be serious and all he could do was laugh at you.

“It’s my job to watch people” he said with that stupid smirk on his face.

“Well just, tone it down, would you?” You asked, exasperated with the whole conversation.

“Deal.” He said, his face going back to neutral.

“Good.” You said as you stood up and left the library. He was so frustrating, constantly glaring at you and judging your every move, and now he was laughing at you? He may be crazy attractive, but he was kind of an ass, and you were determined to be done drooling over him.

You threw yourself into bed, swearing you were done thinking about him.

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@amdiriel

#a court of thorns and roses #acotar #azriel #azriel x reader #send me asks #mine #renewal #azriel x female reader #witchybitchy222

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vodika-vibes · 5 months

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Delta Squad and Rynn love each other and I’m here for that

Lol I love that Fixer practically planned out everybody’s weddings so Rynn wouldn’t have to rent out an escort 😂 Did Delta just plan on marrying her period and this mission was an excuse to do that? When did they decide that they felt that serious about Rynn? And when did Rynn feel the same?

They do love each other, and it matters. It might not have saved the galaxy, but it's there, and it's real!

So this rambling is getting long, so here's a cut!

I feel like Delta did, eventually, come to the conclusion that they're better with Rynn, and then one of them (probably Scorch) realized that thr idea of her leaving, or of being with anyone else made them very unhappy, so they started low key planning their weddings with her. It started as one massive wedding, and then they determined that four smaller weddings would be preferable. Fixer planned everything and had all of the details in his datapad.

As for when...I would say probably about a year after she started working with them. I feel like Sev fell first, but Scorch was the first person who realized what it was that he was feeling. And it was Scorch who walked his brothers through what they were feeling. It should have been awkward, them all falling for the same woman, but they're Delta so it just...wasn't.

I like to think that Delta fell first, but Rynn fell harder and hit every branch on the way down. As soon as she realized that what she was feeling was love, and that it was for all four of them, she looked herself in her room and meditated and freaked out and cried a little, and then she just accepted it. I also think she realized that she loved all of them within hours of realizing that she loved one of them.

Rynn stares at the four men of Delta, her men, and she knows, more than she's ever known anything in her life, that she would do anything to keep them safe. Well. Within reason. She's not obsessed.

She loves them.

The thought hits her like a lightning bolt. She loves them. All of them. She wants to make little clone babies with them and, like, do stupidly domestic things. With all of them.

She stands suddenly, "I need to make a holo. I'll be in my room."

She needs to talk to someone. Luckily, her BFF works in the Red Light District on Nar Shadaa and hopefully has some advice for her.

(Spoiler alert. It wasn't good advice. Her advice amounted to, "Get it, girl." And then a very painful, and embarrassing for Rynn, conversation about orgies happened.)

Also, here's a rough picture of Rynn!

#star wars #star wars au #Competent Jedi AU

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paladin-of-nerd-fandom65 · 2 months

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Wow that as fast lol love the answers!

1: is there any modern comics that is canon in your universe? Like the recent action comics with the blue earth moment? Can see Chris having a problem with them for not being from earth.

2: would chris be the last Zod alive in your universe? Or would he be able to extend the bloodline with thara? Orrrr for drama/sadness, he ends up sacrificing himself to save his “real” family the Els.

3: don’t know if I ask this earlier, (except the duo didn’t exist question) what would it take to retire the duo?

4: maybe a nsfw question, skip it if it is, was there a plan to ship them together like a couple? Like how some ppl ship the super-sons together?

5: in their phones, what’s their family/friends contact names? Like just regular mom or mama Lois 👩🏻 for Chris

6: when taking a picture/selfie what silly face would they do?

1) Well as of recently because of the positive buzz about Beast World I got from a mutual or two, I might incorporate that with Chris and Jake no doubt being caught up trying to prevent Garro spores from entering into people in Bludhaven let alone themselves. Mar’i and Jake I can definitely see being wowed when Kory freed their Dad via luring the spore out but then crushing it with her teeth, preventing her from transforming while Dick was cured. I can definitely see Chris and Jake being there for their friend Jasper as not only is there the obvious with his Dad but also he’ll need their aid in preventing his mother Rae from being possessed by her dark self.

I haven’t been able to check out what’s going on in Action Comics so far (mainly I’ll pick it back up once Jon is restored to his proper age but I digress) but from what I can look up, the Blue Earth Movement are most definitely gonna be adapted as regular adversies for both Chris’ family and Jake’s too given their whole Human Supremacy shtick. Especially since in my own canon, Bludhaven has a sizable population of Tamaranean immigrants

2) In the future of this world…I can see Chris and Thara finally being wedded together and having a child or two together so neither Dru nor Chris would be the last of the House of Zod biologically speaking.

Though Chris might be identify as a Zod by birthright, he still proudly accepts his adoption into the House of El by Clark and Lois

3) I can only see them permanently retire once in their older ages when maybe their powers are beginning to dampen, they leave behind successors they trained for the ways of super hero work if they feel like stepping up, and the have fulfilling lives with their respective true loves

As for temporary retirements like you’d see if they’re kids and the like, likely if an internally traumatic and painful event in their lives happens with their inability to stop it or even moreso if it’s their fault somehow. Of course these retirements only last so long before the call of duty comes for them in form or another and don their costumes once again.

4) Oh No NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

I have seen how naughty (and in my complete honesty Perverted) fan artists and writers take that sort of ship and it makes me queasy, especially if they don’t even have the tact or foresight to age up the characters involved.

So yeah, no way I’m ever shipping Chris and Jake romantically. At the very most platonically as very close best friends but that’s the line I’m gonna have to draw

I don’t wanna invite those certain people to my little silly stupid fanon thingy, thank you very much.

Now…NOW if someone does ship them romantically in an age appropriate, family friendly, childhood crush with completely averting any to all intensely naughty and lewd acts, then I can respect them. Just not it for me personally

5) Chris;

Mom Lois

Dad Clark

Big Bro Kon

Lil Bro Jonno

Auntie Kara

Cousin Kenan

Jakey Best Buddy

Mar’i Big Sis of Best Buddy

Mrs Kory

Mr Grayson

Tim Best Robin

Cass Best Batgirl

Mr Bruce Wayne

Jake;

Momma

Daddy

Big Sis

Uncle Timmy Best Uncle and Best Robin

Uncle Jay

Auntie Cass

Grandpa Bruce

Chris Best Buddy

Jonno Lil Bro of Best Buddy

Konner

Mr Clark

Mrs Lois

Uncle Gar

Auntie Rae

Jasper , 2nd Best Buddy

Uncle Vic

Uncle Roy

Uncle Wally

Irey Sis of Jai-Jai

Jai-Jai

Auntie Donna Best Auntie

6) Hmmmm Maybe Either Goggly Eyes with their mouths wide open all crazily OR the Grumpy Cat look

Your asks are always appreciated here @pin-crusher2000

#chris kent #jake grayson #starburst duo #sfw #beast world

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mcyt-peach · 2 years

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I know I am annoying with these but I can’t write requests in short messages so sorry 💐-here are flowers as an apology 🥺

So can I request something like “fake date” with the reader (the reader has to get the parents of their back, the real date cancel last minute before important event…something like this) where the reader ask the favour of Dream, Sap, Karl or Wilbur to pretend to be their date

Something funny and fluffy 🙏🏻 (in the end trashing the event, bragging “they chose me not you”, making nice memories etc.)

Thank you sooo much and also take care of yourself eat,hydrate and take breaks if you need to☀️☁️

With a virtual hugs and best wishes,

Yours, 🎧anon

fake dating dream, sapnap, karl and wilbur

⋆｡˚ summary: sometimes the situation calls for a boyfriend and who better to fake date than your best friend

⋆｡˚ including: cc!dream, cc!sapnap, cc!karl and cc!wilbur

⋆｡˚ warnings: reader uses they/them pronouns, swearing, mentions of infidelity

⋆｡˚ note: 🎧anon you are so smart for this!!!! fake dating is my favorite trope so this was such a blast to write and it ended up being pretty long lol :)

Dream

“Why would I risk my top secret identity so you can save face?” Dream was sprawled out on his couch, oblivious to your inner turmoil

“C’moooooon! You don’t get it! My cousin is so annoying. She keeps bragging about her partner and gives me dirty looks for being single.” you flop down beside him and push your face into a pillow to fake scream

when the two of you arrived at the small family party, you mingled with aunts and uncles you hadn’t seen in a while as Dream played games with the younger kids

the real fun began when your dreaded cousin slithered, ahem, walked over

“Y/n! How nice to see you and your... friend.”

Dream took her sneer as a challenge, “That’s funny! You’re missing the ‘boy’ in front of ‘friend’.”

feeling the tension in the air, you figure you might as well fan the flames “Where’s your ‘friend’?”

glaring at your question, she continues, “They’re working overtime tonight. Between you and me, they’re saving up for an engagement ring.”

her smirk is like a slap in the face, if she marries you’ll never hear the end of it, but your lamenting is interrupted

“Oh really?! Guess we better beat them to it then, huh baby?” Dream’s arm was suddenly very present against your shoulder, as he broke eye contact with your cousin only to look into your eyes

you were shell shocked, flabbergasted even, only managing a small “Um, yeah.” in the midst of Dream’s eyes locked with yours, questioning if his boyfriend status was still fake

Sapnap

“Oh my God! Don’t tell me that’s her!” Sap yells over the blasting music, pointing at the girl across the room

slapping his hand down so she won’t stare, you follow where he looked, seeing the girl who had stolen every boyfriend you’d ever brought to a party

maybe it was the atmosphere or the way Sapnap was already giving her the death stare, but you got the most wonderful idea, leaning over to whisper your plan to him

“Hey cutie!” leave it to her to flirt with someone who currently had his arms wrapped around your waist, something you were trying to ignore how natural it felt

feeling Sapnap squeeze you a bit tighter, you spit back, “Where’s your boy toy? Though you said he was the hottest guy you ever met, remember, last party I was at?”

she gives you a pinched smile “Oh, he wasn’t very faithful, though I’m sure you know that.”

Sapnap laughs from over your shoulder “Well, maybe you should look for a different type. I’d say ‘men who aren’t taken’ is always a good place.”

her frown and the stomp of her tacky shoes as she retreats is the best thing you could’ve asked for

though, the way Sapnap holds you close for the rest of the night might be better

Karl

“Y/n there’s no way I’m sitting in a suit for hours on end outside with a bunch of strangers. That’s literally a nightmare I’ve had before.” you were getting nowhere trying to convince Karl to come to your friend’s wedding with you

every wedding you’d been to in the past 5 years had been spent hiding from your parents and the new suitor they’d picked for you

why they needed you to be married asap, you had no clue, something told you it was a generational thing but you weren’t willing to hear it out

you’d much rather spend the 5 hour reception with your friend than a stranger who your parents tried to convince you to date

“Karllllllll. They’re literally having a baby pig as the ring bearer! Pleaseeeeee.”

well that did the trick, seeing as he’s tucked into the makeshift pews beside you

despite his role as your plus one, it was your parents who were absolutely enamored with him, smiling and chatting about how you met, what he did for work and the dreaded question, when he was planning on proposing

the new bride was more than happy to slide up to you after the ceremony “I was wondering when one of you would confess. It was so obvious the two of you were fawning over each other for so long.”

her laugh teeters off as she moves on to other guests, but when Karl comes to drag you onto the dance floor, you’re still thinking about her little comment

Wilbur

could you really call yourself a friend of Wilbur’s if you didn’t go to every new cafe he recommended

apparently not, because he’d drag you there no matter what you said

stepping into the quaint shop and seeing all the couples, you got a bit embarrassed at the way you jumped to conclusions, wondering if it was a date

ordering your drinks and settling into one of the booths, your attention is drawn by the bell on the door, quickly ducking down after seeing your ex walk in

Wilbur scrunches his eyebrows at your behavior, but soon notices and ducks down with you, smiling at your antics and whispering, “Pretty cozy down here.”

you don’t even need to look to know your ex is approaching, seeing the way Wilbur brings himself to his full height and puffs his chest out unconsciously

“Y/n, fancy seeing you here. You never liked going out to places like these when we were together.” the emphasis he places on “we” as if you’re still dating almost makes you hurl

“Hmm, maybe it had more to do with the company than the drinks.” Wilbur gave his classic shit-eating grin, sipping his coffee

the silent flapping of your ex’s mouth is only allowed for a moment before Wilbur stands up from the booth

“Well, we’ve got to go. Love waits for no man, you know how it is.” the hand he claps on your ex’s back is hardly gentle

but the way he holds your hand as you exit the cafe makes his boyfriend status feel more real than the facade he put on for your ex

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What about a Puritianverse...but it's with older virgin Daniel. He's never been in any sort of relationship, and has remained "pure" in the full sense of the word. Sure, he's not super unaware of what happens between an Alpha and an Omega, but he doesn't really know the details. He doesn't think any Alpha would be interested in him anymore, and is resigned to his fate. Maybe Terry here is the same age, or younger--either way, he knows Daniel is his the moment he sees him, and sets out to make him his, much to Daniel's dismay and confusion.

"But," Daniel begins completely confused, and still reeling from the fact that this handsome Alpha wants to wed him, "Mr. Silver...I'm not anywhere near the proper age of marriage anymore. I don't understand why you'd want me when you can have someone else, someone who is younger and--"

Terry sighs in exasperation. He adores how clueless Daniel is certainly, but it's not working in his favor presently. And there's some anger there, too. Anger at his soon-to-be mate thinking so lowly of himself. How dare he think that he would be unwanted? Undesirable?

*Pets this ask*

I picture how Ralph was in KK3 for this so - 27/28 in real life.

And of course that’s how old TIG was too (minus the three months lol)

But a part of me imagines as well, that Ralph with TIG from CK or even him in Black Friday.

All versions are 🔥 so I’ll leave it up to whoever reads it to decide which Terry they’re reading it as.

The omega is so soft, so supple.

The baby fat to his checks, the way they flush that delightful shade of pink, that match the pink of his lips, that frame an inviting mouth that always seems to be slightly open.

And his hips, Terry knows if he were to grab them his fingers would sink into the soft flesh, knows those cute little tits would form the perfect little moulds in Terry’s hands - knows he would have no trouble providing for the babe Terry desperately wants to put inside him.

His thoughts are plagued by it.

The boy was built for sin - for worship and ruin by Terry’s hand.

How much softer he will become when that happens, how much more round and full he will be with life growing inside him - life put there by Terry.

Terry grows hard each night as he lies in bed thinking of it - fucking the little omega full of pup after pup.

His belly never flat because of Terry’s love; his tits always nice and full.

How it would look with a pup latched on, his belly round with another one inside.

An omega like that - already supple and soft - body clearly ready to be bred - is nothing but enticing to an alpha - a body like that is meant to be bred.

A body like that will be bred.

Because a body like that is asking for it.

And Terry is going to give it to him.

Not even a week into their reluctant courtship - only because Danielle cannot fathom why an alpha, especially one of Terry’s stature, would ever want him - Terry tells Daniel of his plan to mate and bred him - as soon as possible - preferably within the month.

Terry wants to get started as soon as possible - get as much of the fertile years he has left.

Hopefully it takes on their wedding night ….

If not though, they’ll have plenty of practise.

In fact he might not let the little omega leave their bedroom or bed until it takes.

Marathons of sex to get him used to being taken so much - in anticipation for his heat and first breeding session during it.

Because if his seed doesn’t take while Terry fucks him full waiting for a heat, it will when a heat hit him. The little omega has been on suppressants so long - that when it hits it’s going to be a doozy.

Terry can’t wait. He’s helped omegas through heat but, never with the intention to breed though, always taking the utmost precaution, and now it will be with the intention to breed, and with his own mate.

In the time it takes for the wedding to be arranged, he courts Daniel, as he would have, albeit it would have been a longer courtship, had Daniel been younger, but there is still enough time to show him off; make his intention known to everyone and anyone.

The papers speculate Daniel is already pregnant, much to Daniel’s horror and Terry’s delight.

He does get his hands on his omega before then, but saves ridding Daniel of his pesky virtue to their actual wedding night, as is tradition.

The rules are strict on any of his potential heirs being conceived outside of the confines of marriage. Although not like a few weeks would be noticeable really.

The omega will be checked the day of the ceremony, to ensure he is a suitable candidate to bare Terry’s pups but he could easily pay the doctor to look the other way, and say he was still pure.

Still, he will not disrespect his little mate like that.

Their wedding night turns out to be everything and more.

Daniel in his traditional omegan wedding night attire - a sheer slips that hides nothing with a deep v showing off those cute little tits of him, the hem so low he keeps tugging it down ina vain attempt to cover himself. He is aware that his special place is fully visible when he moves in certain ways. He gives up though as trying to cover there only exposes his chest.

Although his body is innocent to these matters - confirmed by the required exam - of which Terry was present for - his age means he’s not completely naive to how these relations between an alpha and their omega work.

Daniel knows he is to be filled with his alpha’s manhood, and that his alpha will spend himself inside him. That his seed will be what grows the pup inside him.

He knows omegas cause this sin anyway, their husbands to harden, so they can have their omega in this manner.

These are his husband’s rights and his duties to his husband upon their marital bed (and anywhere else I shall decide to have you, sweetheart.)

Being filled with his husband’s seed will both consummate their marriage and result, hopefully, in a pup, although he’s not at the best time in his cycle for this.

This information has given to Terry - as os hos right as his soon to be alpha - his mate’s cycle and when he last had his monthly courses.

Terry is glad for this though, secretly hoping it doesn’t happen until his heat, as he wishes to experience his mate in heat.

His new mate is nervous, though he need not be.

Terry can already feel himself hardening under his ceremonial red, silk robes, from just the sight of his the little beauty.

“You look lovely, sweetheart. Absolutely ravishing,” and ravished he shall be.

After this night, he will be completely ruined for anyone else.

Terry will make damn well sure of that.

Daniel blushes, and it extends down his chest, self consciously trying to cover himself.

“None of that now,” Terry remarks, as he gentles wraps a hand around his wrist, closing around it easily, moving it away so nothing, save the scant material blocks his view. “You are mine to look at and touch now after all.”

And look and touch he shall.

He stands, a finger tracing down between those small mounds, dipping inside material barley covering him, caressing him through the fabric til they harden and poke against it before smoothing back up and pushing the fabric down his shoulder so he is exposed fully.

He can smell how wet the little omega is just from these simple touches.

Tastes it moments later when he opens his legs, burying his face in that wet cunt.

The little omega screams, arching up as the alpha laps at him, trying to close his legs around the alpha’s head - this feeling completely new and overwhelming.

The alpha’s tongue flicking against his stiff bud, a fingers fucking in shallowly, careful of the precious maidenhead.

Daniel’s touched himself there - pleasured himself by rubbing his special spot, and he thought that felt sinfully good, but this is something else entirely.

He comes like that, practically soaking the alpha’s face, who keeps licking up everything his already wrung out body has to offer.

Then, fingers sinking into the soft flesh of his hips.

His cock sinking into the equally soft body; his body opening for the alpha.

His small tits moving with the force of their love making.

Later Terry will want to see how they look as he’s taken from behind on his hands and knees.

Can’t wait to see his gorgeous omega in the proper breeding position. The only reason he wasn’t taken like that first was because Terry wanted his omega to be facing him when he was taken for the first time; watch his face as he was filled with cock for the first time, fucked wide open as full. Watch his face when he was filled with his alpha’s seed; watch his face as Terry possibly put their first child inside him.

When later comes, it finds his omega equally how Terry wants him. His face in the mattress now, Terry rubbing at his rosebud, feeling his omegan pussy clench around him; his body practically squeezing the orgasm out of him - desperate for more of his seed.

“This is how an omega best serves god - under his alpha as is intended,” Terry tells him, as he comes again, growling into Daniel’s ear, leaning forward to do so, cock driving in even deeper, filling the virgin womb.

Pulled back, so Daniel is sitting in his lap, back to his broad chest, Terry’s hands covering his chest, another on his lower belly, swollen with seed, swears he can feel his cock as it moves inside his mate, sure and true, owing the little omega completely.

Rubbing his swollen belly, his chest, “and this is how you will serve your alpha and god best - until your body does as intended as is filled with my child.”

Daniel knows this will be sooner rather than later, his husband not even going soft inside him.

Any question about Terry finding him undesirable are put to rest.

He has never felt so wanted or loved.

Placing a smaller hand over the alpha’s hand still rubbing his lower belly, he turns his head seeking his husband’s mouth.

When the kiss breaks, Daniel smiles. “I shall always endeavour to do as god intended and as my alpha desires.”

Terry’s alpha swells with pride and his perfect little mate. He chose well.

#ask #I got an ask 🤩#cobra kai #daniel larusso #karate kid #terry silver #silverusso #silverrusso #I need a puritan verse

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bellysoupset · 8 months

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hi again!!

okay first off i LOVED Bella and Luke’s impromptu wedding AHHHH they’re so so adorable😭 also, i know i said sicily part 6 was WONDERFUL (all time fave fr) but i never commented on part 7 and OH MY GOODNESS i had to take breaks from reading bc of how hard i was blushing at vin teasing wen 🤭 she was so real for every single one of her reactions omg

on that note OMG so excited for that food poisoning fic I CANT WAIT TO READ IT <3 and i love that it’s gonna be angsty and touch on her body dysmorphia ahhhh 😭🫶🏽

ALSO i’ve been meaning to ask this because i feel like you haven’t talked about it much? (or maybe i missed it? if so im so sorry lol) but basically, i know you said that wendy’s parents were NOT happy with her coming out, but that they eventually sort of “allowed” her to transition bc her mental health got bad. i clearly love angst (all your angsty fics are TOP TIER🤭), so i really wanna know more about her mental health struggles. is that something you’d dive into in an ask, or would you maybe incorporate it and/or hint at it in fics? i would genuinely LOOOOOVE to learn more about this!!!

ANYWAYS again YOU’RE AWESOME & IM OBSESSED WITH YOUR OCs‼️

- 🦦

Hi 🦦!!

What a wall of love, my heart is bursting out of my chest 😭 And Sicily 6 being your all time fave of all 102 fics of mine, this is HIGH PRAISE!!

Wendy whenever Vin brings up tummyaches is like Error 404, I feel her in my bones. If a hot guy did that to me I think I might just have a stroke and die.

I haven't actually covered any of Wendy's mental health issues in my fics! I had planned on doing one in NY with Vin & Wendy, but I keep putting it off bc I know I'll have to tap on some sensitive topics that require research on my part and I'm lazy.

Here's some things I think on Wendy's case. She's always been a chubby girl, but before her transition this bothered her a lot. It added to the already installed feelings of something being off with her and even when she managed to put things together, but was not allowed to transition physically this made her life hell. It was a toss up between gender dysphoria and body dysmorphia.

She got a pretty bad eating disorder back then (which btw, never made her thin, only fucked up her health) and she s*lf-h4armed, up until her parents found out about this, alongside some pretty concerning journals with su1cide ideation and they "caved".

Simply put her parents are jerks, but they're not evil and in hindsight they do know it was the right thing to do, they're just... Well, jerks who refused to own up the fact they were wrong and certain things are still very wrong.

I think it's important to highlight Wendy and Leo are very different in this aspect, even if both of them have had suic1dal thoughts and struggled with their queer identities. Wendy is not chronically depressed, she hit a rough patch and she has since healed up. She's in a great place right now and, yes, she's got insecurities and fears, but she's not medicated and doesn't need to be.

Leo's depression is chronical and he's medicated and will always be so. Without his meds he will struggle with su1cidal thoughts and erratic behavior regardless of how happy he is with his life at the moment.

Wendy's trigger make her cry, at most they make her sad for a week. Leo's triggers cause severe panic attacks.

#myocs #wendy marshall #leo wagner #i know i made it a bit about leo at the end but i think its an important distinction (health professional in me jumping out)#also i dont think any of those words should ever be censored i'm just doing that bc I dont wanna risk tumblr labeling this mature or smth #hate this website #🦦 anon #lovely correspondence

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westywallowing · 2 years

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more of wes' dnf fic recs <3

alright you guys even though no one asked for it here are more of my dnf fic recs :] (pls be aware of readings and tags and remember that I am an adult so read at ur own risk lol) I'll put a 💌 emoji next to the fics that have some graphic/mature content!

"the spaces between words" by effervescentwolf 💌

George ever so slowly allows himself to be completely and utterly in love with Dream.

this has been one of my FAVS recently yall. Dream is just such a whipped sweetheart and is so patient with George. there's nothing more that I love than an unspoken understanding that sometimes verbalizing emotions is hard for people, but that doesn't mean they aren't there :) Affection is A++ here, so much fluff (read tags tho!)

"a brief inquiry into (real) relationships" by quarzfia

Or, Dream's misreads an invite to a wedding, and now has to fake a relationship with the boy he's fallen head over heels for.

look, I know we've all read our fair shares of fake relationship aus, but THIS. THIS IS WHERE ITS AT. I love how the author writes their relationship and how they interact with each other, it's the perfect mix of humor/wit and tenderness that makes it just 🥰

"The Sun Did Not Yet Know" by keepAPlaceForMe

George is the moon god and Dream is a little star who falls in love with him. Over the course of many millennia, he gains a body, a godliness, and a lover.

guys this was written by the loml @demigodfoolish and I still read it all the time, it was based off of my dnf sun and moon au and it is SO SOFT. SO FLUFFY. SO CUTE. please it deserve more hits and love and attention. if you love any writing with a shit tone of space/astronomy references then this is for you

"A Street Cat Named Patches" by lilchip

The cat always made her rounds to Dream's windowsill. It was the one day he followed her home that landed him on George's front lawn.

If you've been looking for a dnf getting together fic with the boys as cat dads, then LOOK NO MORE because here it is. this fic is so fluffy and cute and Dream is so delightfully nervous and caring. amazing. 10/10.

"anything you can do (I can do better)" by Not4typicalwritter

In which Dream and George are each parent of two very wonderfully smart and mischievous daughters who happen to be friends. Oh, and of course, two daughters who are completely sick and done with their stupid rivalry that always gets in the way of their friendship.

The plan? Get them together in time for Prom. Maybe then they'll stop being so annoying.

SINGLE DADS DNF WHO HAVE A PLAYFUL RIVALRY AND THEIR DAUGHTERS TRY TO SET THEM UP. guys I can't scream loud enough about this fic it is SO. GOOD. their rivalry is fucking hilarious and their daughters are very relatable and it's just such a good read. worth every word

"say the word and of course I'll stay" by didnt 💌

They broke up several years ago because George finished college in the states and had to go back home to the UK. It was less of a mutual decision to break up and more George panicking and dumping Dream over a phone call in the summer following George’s graduation.

Now that it’s been years, and George is back working a job in the US, he’s mildly horrified to find out that Dream works for the same company as he does, in the same building, in the same office. In the end, it's a case of realising that a lot of things might change, but the important parts stay the same.

okay okay HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE. I love this fic because even though there's angst, and past conflict, they've both aged and matured and (I think) handle the situation very well!! I love how the author has written this because it feels very real; even though you still love someone, time matters, and things don't just immediately click back into place. cute fumbling and slightly awkward encounters ensue but the ending is worth it :) a lovely fic by the amazing @didntstand check out their other fics too!!

"everywhere I go" by sootified 💌

George was convinced that he was the last person on earth after the dead started to come back and he hadn't seen another person for five months.

Turns out, he was wrong. Turns out, there is another person on earth. He grins too much and wheezes like a tea kettle, but there's another person.

okay this fic is definitely a more graphic fic rec of mine, but is SO worth the read. post-zombie apocalypse, George and Dream are some of the last alive. It's definitely one of those fics where the world is ending so the characters resort to humor to cope LMAO its so good. make sure to read the tags, but don't let the MCD tag deter you PLS. I don't want to spoil anything but,,, everyone ends up together and happy and (kind of) alive in the end so :) READ IT its one of the first fics I read in this fandom! if you love dystopian style world building then this is for you

"dance in the rain and my arms" by lazykitkat

Where George is a lonely rain god and the wind god Dream keeps coming up with excuses to be around him

another dnf Gods!au that I just LOVE so much. the way George is generally apathetic and just Chillin with immortality and Dream is so endearing and just wants to get to know him because he's pretty. its so wholesome and it has a part 2 that's just as good. 100/10 amazing read pls. written by the crazy talented @yourlazykitkat !

#mcyt #dnf #dreamnotfound #fanfics #fic recs #yeah guys i love all of these fics dearly #i am a chronic fanfic reader its all i do #if you read any of these recs please yell at me about it!!#and give all the authors lots of love <33

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“hey, i might not wait til marriage but you are and that's fucking cool”🥹🥹🥹 this is so cute and made me feel so good AHHH <3

okay I need to SPILL.

first I wanna say i know this isn’t a big deal and when I eventually talk to him about it, he’ll be reassuring but I’m freaking out first and i wanna talk to the girlies first instead, but I do feel like I can tell him (bc if u can’t talk ab these things w someone, you shouldn’t have sex w them in the first place)

but bro I am FREAKING out HDNDNDND. we’ve been looking at rings. he hasn’t proposed because he said he still wants me to be surprised and stuff but we got carried away talking one night and he let it slip that he wants to marry me and somehow we started looking at rings. we went to a couple shops just to get general ideas bc I have no idea what I want!!

ANYWAYS. I was super excited and I had a full blown freak out earlier😀 I’ve been waiting til marriage my whole life (I’m 23) but he hasn’t, he had multiple sexual partners in high school and college and a couple before he met me. I was just thinking ab our future wedding night bc it’s getting super real now and I don’t think it’ll be that far in the future and I was like omfg. this whole wait and it’ll be over in one night. like “that’s so exciting, FINALLY” type thing bc the wait has been hard😭 I’m just a girl and he’s soodkdjdkskskksskso sexy😭

and then I was like…. It’s all over in one night

and I was like, wait. I’m a virgin virgin. he isn’t. even just fingering/head (which I literally cannot WAIT for😭) is gonna be new bc I’ve never had another guys fingers in me and whatever. and I’m not nervous at all, I’m so excited, I’ve waited so long as u can imagine JDJDKDK but I was like realistically, it’ll probably be overwhelming. and then ur meant to do everything in one go? even in most ‘normal’ relationships where people aren’t waiting till marriage, you don’t usually go from 0-100 in a single night😭 that’s kinda insane. like ‘oh you’ve only kissed a boy? well here is literally everything under the sun!”

and I think I just realised today, for the first time, that maybe that wont realistically be what I want. like doing some things and then the rest after. like we’re gonna be married forever (that’s the plan😭) so we have all this time to go it yk. not that I’d necessarily wanna wait super long after we’re married, but I just feel kinda… bad. like, he’s waited this whole time, just for me. imagine we get married and he’s super excited to finally get to hit and in like “actually……..🤣”

idk. I just feel a little alone because even the religious/non-religious ppl I know (who decided to wait just because), none of them felt this way. they were so ready to just jump in and start boning (as they should bc the wait hasn’t been easy😭) but idk I feel… idk. I feel like that might not be me, like I feel like I might need a little more time just to get used to like, everything in reality yk. bc it’s all fun and games saying it rn but I realised earlier, when I started really thinking about it, that I haven’t done anything and realistically, even ppl that don’t wsit need more time yk.

he obviously won’t make me feel bad for this either, he’s not a monster & he’s very understanding but I’m just spiralling.

this might not even be a problem, realistically the second we’re married I might not even make it to the after party and just be like “dick in me now pls” but… ifkdjdjddjdjw

I’m thinking too much lol. I’ve waited 23 years and it’s so real now that my mind is spinning. I’m sorry for the ramble but thank u for listening & for the girlie talk JDJDJDX💗💗💗💗💗💗 i love u so much

(I am sooo ready to get married tho😭💗)

i am so happy for you both!!! i really wish you the best of luck!

i think him being experianced will help out so much in the long run, but girl, there's nothing to worry about! if he's waited this long, what's a little more? like you said, you may change your mind but you said you wanted to wait until marriage. so i'm with you, why does it have to be your wedding night?

it sounds like he's going at your pace and he's in no rush to bed you either. you already know you're gonna talk to him about this so kudos! and coming from me, it sounds like you're ready for sex and that's awesome.

you're excited and that's the most important. (after loving and trusting your man.) trust me, it'll be worth the wait and i can't wait to hear about the proposal!

#thanks anon!

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alyhollywood · 7 months

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Omgzz I literally was talking last night about how badly I’ve wanted a corpse bride costume and upset no one has truly made one that was even semi decent. I have only seen one prior and it was horrible. This is the first one I’ve seen not only meet my expectations but surpass them! The only thing it doesn’t thrill me on is the price 😭😭😰😵‍💫

If you are wondering what my standards are for a costume to qualify as passable good,it is pretty simple. They must be as accurate as possible to the actual outfit the character wears in the film/comic strip/book illustration as possible. I want to feel like I have transformed into that character stepping into their shoes and walking their stride enveloping the specifics in how they speak and organically move bringing it all to life in real time! I guess some would call it cosplay these days. Ive just always felt that way when I put on a costume I am no longer myself, I become whoever I’ve decided to métamorphosiez into. I am that character❣️

So back to this costume. I am so torn disheartened at finally having found the costume and it being wayyy out of my budget. Let alone let’s not forget the accessories!!! I mean do you see those amazing platform heel shoes of grandiose greatness!?! And can’t be the Corpse Bride without the veil. Though I wouldn’t mind finding some cheap one at goodwill or some random hole in the wall outdoor mall shop lol. At that point though if you are buying the shoes and dress I mean might as well say fuck it and get the veil. Gahhh……

Well if anyone wants to gift me this Halloween costume I’m an xs and shoe size 7 ( they only run whole sizes I don’t typically wear a 7 lol) or if you want to help me afford to buy it myself my cashapp is $AlyHollywood so feel free and put a note what it’s for when 💸💸 so I can easily keep tally on what goes towards it. I wish cashapp had a savings option to make some funds be put aside to save for a specific item but hey it can’t be exactly like the big banks right!? Lol.

I mean this costume is perfect. My hair is like those shades of blues and purples and whatnot. I truly before seeing this was starting to consider making my own costume and keeping my eyes peeled for used slightly damaged wedding dresses for sale at really discounted prices especially since then being damaged I figured would make it easier to get at a affordable price. Then factoring how to paint, dye, treat, etc the fabrics and alter to make look like hers including the tear with exposed ribs though the corseted torso. I loved this character from the first time I saw the film and can never get tired of this movie. I think she is such a poetic tragedy and beautiful in an unusual way. Decaying beauty. I also adore how she when finally at peace transforms into those beautiful rebel of butterflies 🦋 which are like the well established symbolism of transformation into becoming anew and moving forward onto the future. It was just so perfect and quotes I could really relate to such as

“I’ve been in the dark for so long I forgot how beautiful the moonlight is”

Not that I have plans but I’m sure I could find some lol better question is if I did rock this costume who would be my Vincent!? Lol. I actually found a decent costume for him but his outfit wouldn’t be that hard to recreate from real clothes from not costume shops lol.

#wishes #corpse bride #halloween cosplay #halloween #halloween costumes #wishlist #so expensive #send me money #help me buy this #drop dead gorgeous #decaying beauty #if you wish on a star #dream it #dreams conceived into reality #dollskill

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rogueshadeaux · 11 months

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An update regarding inFAMOUS: Erosion

Hey there! Rogue here, and I have something regarding inFAMOUS Erosion that I wish to tell you all about so as not to blindside you.

(Now, stop panicking, first off lol.)

I got married in the height of the pandemic; everyone in my family has autoimmune issues (even my poor cat is asthmatic) and my then-boyfriend at the time and I wanted to cover as many bases as possible, especially since I was pregnant. So our five year plan became a five week one, and we got married. No wedding, no reception, just us on the courthouse steps with a judge (we weren't even allowed in) and then take out after. While neither of us cared about a wedding, we never got to go on a honeymoon, and that was always something we strived for down the line. COVID-19 took so much from so many of us, and my family was no exception.

Well, the parasite that was in my womb is now two years old, the oldest is becoming an adventurous spirit, and we've decided it's time to put that savings account to good use and make this a family affair. We've booked not only two separate trips, but a series of events all throughout July and August so we may 'live it up' in lieu of time and chances missed.

And I plan on going on hiatus while we do so.

I fear I won't be able to keep up with the word count and deliver a quality tale on time, and would rather make sure I don't burn myself out trying to perform on top of everything else we have planned. It's also always healthy to take a break! And I feel I have the perfect midpoint prepared to pause and give you all an 'intermission' of sorts before returning. I know it's always so so scary to hear an author is going on hiatus, because really, that's the preamble to an orphaned fic; so I want to assure you that where I will stop the story before disappearing is 104,404 — and the current fic is at 136k words. There's still passion for the project, and it will probably be worked on in the lull time of my hiatus; but that gap between where I've posted and where I am is closing, and I don't want it to get any closer. And I fear trips and concerts and museums and events and a wild summer is simply the perfect storm to be caught in — and to lose my way in the kicked up dust.

"So then...what does that mean?"

I will be posting up to Chapter Twenty, with a two-chapter 'mid-season finale' as I've been jokingly calling it on the 9th and 10th of July. After that, I will be going on hiatus until September 11th, 2023. Another Monday, per the usual. I am beyond excited for this second half; I finally feel like I can dive into the real meat of the story. Once I hit that midpoint, every piece of foreshadow and worldbuilding is on the table. The big turning point that'll propel the second half of Erosion will be revealed. I'll be moving on from whittling the wood to manipulating the marionette, and you have no idea how hyped I am to really give you the tale I'm trying to spin. The sad thing is, I've still gotta spin it, and I fear I won't be able to dedicate myself as well as I should in order to really give this idea in my head the honor it deserves. And of course, what you deserve too; I'm a freelance editor. If I put anything out there that sucks, I will off myself lol.

"Will you be disappearing too?"

Nah. Probably not. I'm chronically online and legally/medically can't drive, so I gotta do something on the car/plane rides. There are two one shots in my google docs I might push out in the meantime, an art commission planned, and of course, I will always supply memes and share other inFAMOUS pieces that my dear friends are putting out. There's so much newfound chatter in the inFAMOUS fandom that I feel confident I could step back for two months and you wouldn't even miss me! It's truly breathtaking to see this fandom returning like this. If you put things into perspective, while two months seems so goddamn long — that's 4 chapter updates. That's it!! That's all I'm gonna be gone for!!

"What if you finish Erosion while you're gone?"

God, that'd be the day, wouldn't it? I'll definitely freak the fuck out and post nonstop on Tumblr, so if I do, you'll know lol. If by some stroke of a miracle I finish Erosion while I'm gone, I will still be on hiatus until September 11th. I need a goddamn vacation. But upon returning, if I am either done or very close to done, I plan on upping my schedule to a weekly posting system. If not, biweekly until that point.

So, that's my advance warning for you all: I plan on stepping away, but it will not be permanent. I can't disappear from this fandom the moment it's beginning to return! That'd truly be insane!

While I am gone, check out @conduiitz'/@kraftledare's Shattered, a comic of a Glass Conduit looking for his best friend in a post-apocalyptic wasteland; @codenamehazard's No Man's Land, an Evil Karma Cole MacGrath AU that follows the Beast as he explores the Wildlands of the Great Plains and the society Conduits have created in it; and @cedar990's Equilibrium, where Light Conduit — and DUP Agent — Ezra Sims tries to throttle the plans of the rising Dust Men in Nova City.

And keep an eye out when you read; you might catch a certain pair of Conduit twins playing around in the backgrounds of these stories! They need a break too, after all.

I want to thank you for your understanding and for all the time you've dedicated so far to hearing me tell this story. I've truly enjoyed every second of it, and cannot wait for more. Tsiikohtaahsi'tsihp amohk aohkanoo'p — which in my tribe's language means I'm so happy we've all gathered here; it's given me a chance to tell a tale I never thought anyone would care about, and to watch the embers of this grand video game franchise be fanned enough to reignite. I love this community and will be itching to return the moment I declare official hiatus status, I just know it.

But until then, let's finish the first half of inFAMOUS: Erosion!

#infamous erosion #going Rogue

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