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crybaby-bkg · 1 month
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Gojo has always been a bit of a glutton. it’s his worst trait, you think, despite the many others that he inflicts upon you in your daily life. but, it’s just not enough for you. he does that with everyone, this kind, funny, flirtatious kind of banter. getou tells you he’s different with you, shoko makes note of how he’s really not like that with so many people.
but it’s not enough. so you start cooking up different things, these desserts intertwined with a certain potion that’ll make his attention be on solely you. you crush your flowers and sprinkle them into the boiling pot, sprinkle in a little bit of this and a dash of that, before you cut off a tiny piece of your hair and let it flutter into the concoction. it doesn’t let out a tuft of pink smoke in the shape of a heart, but you have faith that it’s gonna work.
“I’ll give you a piggyback ride if you let me have that,” Gojo tries to barter with you the next day he sees you, sitting under a tree and unwrapping the piece of cake that you had oh so conveniently whipped up. you pretend to think it over, unable to help your smile as you think about how easy this is going to be, before agreeing.
it happens over time, the effects of the love potion. first, Gojo becomes a bit more clingy. he hurries across campus to make sure that he’s able to walk you back to your apartment, carries all of your bags for you. then he starts buying you all sorts of things that you don’t necessarily need (do you want breakfast?, do you need a new laptop?, can I buy you a new bed?, can we break it in?).
and everything is great at first. you adore the attention, the grandeur way he asks you to be his partner, how he moves you in quick, loves you even quicker. but, after a while, it just becomes a bit…much.
his love is never ending, which shouldn’t be a bad thing, but his love is also—everything. it’s in every crevice of your body, every nook and cranny between the walls, every exhale you take. he’s there—always just there—always just close and lingering and clingy (where are you going? can I come with you? why are you looking at me like that? don’t you love me? I love you, I love you so much, so where are you going?)
it’s not until you’re suffocating that you realize your mistake, all too late. Gojo is all encompassing, takes up all the space in your head and your line of vision and your breaths and the blood that flows in your veins. he loves you—this was what you wanted, right?—but you never wanted this, this obsession that bleeds from his very being every second that he’s near you, which is every second of every single fucking day. you never wanted any of this.
“Baby?” Gojo calls from the other side of the locked door, clawing at it like some forlorn house cat even though you know he could take it down if he so pleased. “Are you almost finished? I miss you,” his voice is a plead, as if his heart is shriveling up in his chest with every second he’s not pressed against you.
with a sigh, do you finally lift yourself from the corner of the bathroom floor, unfolding your limbs with a groan. you don’t dare look at yourself in the mirror, fearing the image of the hollowed person that is bound to stare back at you. with hesitation, do you finally unlock the door. you don’t even have to pull it open before Gojo is barging his way in, engulfing you in long arms that seem to wrap around you like some never ending boa constrictor.
“You’d never try to leave me, right? Because you love me so much.” Gojo says into your hair, his voice one that tries to convince you of its truth. and there is some there, along with the guilt of ruining him in this grotesque way that you have no other choice but to accept and live with until it suffocates you.
“Yeah.” your murmur, sinking into his body, let him hold you so close, you think you can feel his veins pulling at his skin to intertwine with your own. “Yeah, I love you, Satoru.”
(he doesn’t dare tell you that he knew all about that little potion you whipped up, how it never had any actual affect on him for more than just a couple hours. but this was what you wanted, right? for him to love you? so why not continue to just love you in his own way that’s somehow, convincingly, all your fault? why not let you take the blame for his greediness? you wanted this, right? right?)
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fenfyre · 25 days
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Forbidden Fruit - Part X
Part I
A strong arm came to wrap around his back, pulling him close and into the kiss. The pain from the split in his lip was sharp and throbbing and when Laios' pushed a tongue into his mouth a moment later Chilchuck could taste copper as he met it with his own.
Down where Laios was still stroking them both, tight and quick, he could feel the tallman's cock jump against his own as they deepened the kiss and Laios groaned into his mouth.
If Chilchuck was not careful he might end up devoured whole. If he was not very careful, he might even want to be.
But as charming as Laios was, growing increasingly more unhinged for him, and as nice as that hand felt, squeezing and stroking them, Chilchuck wanted more and he was done being distracted.
One hand still buried in blond hair he reached down with the other to grab a diligently working wrist. Laios whined a lost noise of protest into his mouth but he still let go when Chilchuck made him. Did not part from the kiss when instead Chilchuck wrapped his hand around Laios' length. Stroking it once, twice, to make sure the oil was well spread. That cock was slick and hot and perfect and Chilchuck was done waiting around for it. So he took back control. Something that never should have been wrenched from him by calloused hands and burning eyes.
Their kiss was broken as he rose up onto his knees, golden eyes fluttering open where they had been lost in pleasure.
"Are you sure?" The question was stupid and too close to patronising, his touch docile as large hands came to rest on narrow hips. But something about the way Laios looked at him made Chilchuck swallow the sharp reprimand already prickling on his tongue. Instead he gave a grin that was just as sharp.
"Let me show you how sure."
He held stubborn eye contact as he got into position, shifting his hips and using his hold on Laios' cock to angle it just right. Despite the bravado Chilchuck's heart was hammering inside his chest, both with excitement and nerves, as that slick, broad tip brushed up against his opening. Aligning it was simple enough, barely more than a teasing push, a gentle hint at what was to come.
Once he had found the right angle Chilchuck slowly, very slowly, began to lower his hips.
Despite all their preparation, despite Chilchuck's deft fingers and Laios' excited ones, despite the copious amounts of oil and all the time they had taken to get here, the breech was not simple. Laios was large, his tip wide and unforgiving and Chilchuck had to force it in against the protest of his softened muscles and the dull pain he felt as it speared him open.
When it finally popped inside Laios let out a wild, bitten back groan, hips trembling where he tried so diligently to hold them still. Those strong hands grabbed his hips harder, holding on tight without pushing him move. Good. Laios probably knew if he tried anything like that Chilchuck might just end up killing him.
Chilchuck took a moment to breathe and will himself to relax. The pressure was already intense and he had only just taken the very tip of that impressive cock. Yet it was also immensely satisfying and he already wanted more.
So when his breathing was steady and the pain just a dull throb, Chilchuck continued.
Closing his eyes he took his time. Sinking lower, then stopping again. Breathing, relaxing. Sinking. Finding into a patient but consistent rhythm that allowed Chilchuck to lose himself to the sensations. To the feeling of being filled and stretched further and deeper. The feeling of blond hair between his fingers. Hungry lips against his own as he strained back into another kiss.
This time Laios was much less feverish, much less aggressive. Instead their kiss turned almost ... gentle. Softly sliding lips and playfully flicking tongues. Quiet moans. Only the barest hints of teeth. All while Chilchuck let himself sink deeper and deeper, back into Laios' lap.
He was not sure how much he had already taken, only knew he was not close, when a large hand cupped the back of his head and Laios pulled away from their kiss. Not far, just enough to rest his forehead against Chilchuck's.
"Can't believe we're doing this", he breathed, eyes hooded and fixed on Chilchuck's damp and bitten lips. "Can't believe you'd want to try. Feel so good, Chil. So tight for me. And ... and so beautiful..."
For a moment it felt like Chilchuck could not breathe as something squeezed his ribcage, his lungs, his heart.
"What...?", he wheezed, unable to form any smart reply. This was surreal. Nobody had ever called him beautiful before. Saying it was not the first thing that came to mind was probably an understatement. But Laios would not be Laios if he were physically able to leave it at that.
"You are", he breathed, moving his hand to cup Chilchuck's face instead. "Look so beautiful ... taking my cock..."
"Laios..." Chilchuck was not sure if it was supposed to be a warning, a threat or something else entirely. But as he said the tallman's name that cock inside him gave a heavy throb and the grip on his hip tightened.
"Chil", he sighed in return and those hips canted upwards just slightly, pushing just a bit deeper and leaving Chilchuck reeling with more than just compliments.
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epickiya722 · 3 months
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I'm gonna be honest. I like Izuku staying shorter than the others even as they get older more than him just shooting up in height.
Like, come on, let's show a little more appreciation for the short ones?
I get some like the idea because All Might is super tall, but that is not because of OFA. Look at his flashbacks when he's a teenager and you can tell he's quite tall. The most OFA does for All Might's height is straightens his posture and adds like an inch or so.
If OFA does make the user suddenly taller, then it skipped En! Izuku would immediately have gotten a growth spurt if OFA makes one taller.
I don't know, I just like Izuku shorter than his peers. Of course, duh, he's going to grow. But I just think his height is a nice touch to his design.
Even better, it's not even a thing that he's teased for in canon. You know how Edward is teased for his height in FMA? Yeah, Izuku's height isn't made fun of like that constantly.
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Books of 2024: THE WAY SPRING ARRIVES AND OTHER STORIES, edited by Yu Chen and Regina Kanyu Wang (feat. first daffodils!!)
I've been pining after this one since the hardback released, but I'm more of a paperback person so I Waited, and in my Waiting I missed the seasonal alignment to start reading it (come on: I can't be expected to read a collection with this title any time except at the very beginning of spring, right??). But! Guess what!! Spring is once again Arriving, and things are starting to bud and bloom, and I love that!
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faithfulcat111 · 6 months
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Stonathan Sunday
Despite everything else I have been working on today, I still gotta find time to write and post for my Stonathan people. I know I wrote a lot for Whumptober last month, so a fluff piece for y'all this week:
"I'm not staring, I'm admiring." Jonathan looked up from where his hands were struggling to navigate the buttons of his shirt, one eyebrow already raised in disbelief, "Really?" Steve smiled innocently from where he lounged across Jonathan's bed. Jonathan huffed, turning away slightly as he turned his attention back to the buttons he was fighting. "Hey now," his boyfriend's low voice came from behind him and he could feel the careful pressure of a hand on his arm as Steve navigated around to stand in front of him again. Jonathan watched in even more disbelief as Steve managed those buttons as easily as he did his bat as Steve said, "You look fantastic in this, we already know this. You're gonna have a tiny bit of fun tonight and once Nancy has finished what she needs to do for the newspaper, because how dare she take prom night off from being an editor, you know she is going to be ready to go and I'm pretty sure Robin and her girl will be ready to leave too and all five us can go have our own fun back here in your backyard. Just a couple of hours." Jonathan looked up at him, eyes searching as Steve reached behind himself to snatch Jonathan's tie off his dresser and start adding that piece. "Okay," he finally said. "But only..." "Only wha..." Steve's question was cut off as Jonathan reached forward to grab Steve's already completed tie and yank him slightly down into a kiss, delaying them just a bit more from meeting their friends at the school.
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mokeonn · 11 months
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hey so your notes on the internet safety post made me realize that we watched the exact same internet safety video as kids. and i found it! its a mcgruff the crime dog animation called faux paw the techno cat, and its on youtube
Yeah!!! Faux Paw! I remembered all the cat stuff so clearly with the cursor helper and the horrible cgi that I completely forgot that it was a Mcgruff the crime dog animation.
I looked into it, and it turns out that some reposts of the animation online cut out the McGruff part, so I probably watched a version without it and just forgot about it.
(Version from 14 years ago with the Mcgruff into:
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And version from 3 years ago with the Mcgruff opening cut out, reposted by the channel behind Faux Paw: )
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Also, it turns out that Faux Paw has multiple shorts made as recent as 3 years ago... but the animation quality has gone down a LOT.
And just quality in general.
Here's, for example, a really bad short, also uploaded 14 years ago, with completely different animation, tone, and just general... everything.
Also, it's kinda racist. It takes place in China, and it handles it about as well as you think it will.
https://youtu.be/hGfjyDALM2Q
I think a detail that stuck out in this is probably the fact that whoever animates or draws this keeps giving Faux Paw 6 fingers. Like. When she points to say something, you can see a pointer, 4 folded fingers, and a thumb. This is jarring in normal contexts, but I think it's even weirder when a character was previously shown with 4 fingers (which is just the 4 digits on a cat's paw and no dewclaw)
Turns out! This is on purpose! Sometime between the original short and now, they decided to make Faux Paw a polydactyl cat! Which is kinda interesting, and I was gonna list it as an animation mistake above before I went on the official website to read about her.
Another fun fact! I googled Faux Paw to see if there was a former collaboration with McGruff and if there was more information on the production of the series. The first result I got was Faux Paw trippy/drug/high shirts that were likely a stolen design.
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Which like, if it wasn't for my dislike of general "trippy" art and the fact that it's likely a stolen design being sold by a random quick cash t-shirt business, I would consider it. (The website itself is super iffy and relies on a lot of "buy now before it's gone!!" Tactics. It does have a lot of artists that work for the site and is not just a t-shirt printing machine like some sites... but the specific artist behind this trippy Faux Paw shirt has a lot of designs I've seen before. Since there's no dates on the designs, I can't confirm if this artist team is simply the mastermind behind every Spencer's shirt, if they're just taking designs, or some third thing. But that's a whole separate rabbithole.)
I also saw a listing involving her that was 2,000 dollars and was from a company called "Robotronics". I thought with a name and price tag like that, it was going to be a little Faux Paw robot or animatronic...
It was not.
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You can see the extra fingers in the suit costume. Apparently, this is a website dedicated to making costumes, robots, and (for lack of a better term) merch about safety for children.
In the end, I couldn't find much information on the development of Faux Paw, her relation to Mcgruff the Crime dog, or the weird fall from grace (well. Whatever grace the original short had). If you simply google Faux Paw, you're gonna end up with a LOT of pdfs from teachers. But it seems like some form of internet safety is still being taught by some teachers. Yippee!
Basically: I did remember the name Faux Paw, but if you didn't mention McGruff the crime dog, I probably wouldn't have gone down this rabbithole. And I thank you for that.
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muddlemore · 4 days
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Saw some bitch comment about how “Tiana’s bayou adventure” is gonna be too hard to say/remember as if literally anyone uses the full names of the rides 💀
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lucalicatteart · 1 year
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Poll adventure (paventure? lol) Day 6: read the small story tidbit below the poll for more details, OR just vote based on initial impression
(✦ see past poll results + further information HERE (link) ✦)
The winning option of yesterday's poll was that the adventurer should ask the Innkeeper about the suspicious egg he got from the Well Creature….
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After finishing his food scraps, he awkwardly creeps back over to the main counter, pulling up a stool and just hoping the Innkeeper will eventually make eye contact with him... She finally looks to the side whilst cleaning a glass, his chance to blurt out whatever he can.
"SO!- uh,, I um... I found something weird, or uh.. I didn't find it actually, I guess, I..... s-someone, or something.. gave it to me, as maybe..? a reward, or.. oh, well i-it doesn't matter why.. but UH, but so, I was just wondering, d-do you think you might know anything about it? about like, uh... stuff? Objects.. perhaps.....?"
She stares with equal parts amusement and concern, crossing her arms and letting out a soft chuckle, "Well, I've seen quite a variety of things while working here, so - Yeah, I could try to help you identify an item, if that's what you're asking."
"G-good. Okay. Well.. It's, uh..... this." He's barely even placed the little wooden egg box up on the counter before she's already slamming the lid shut and reaching over to force it back into his bag. Suddenly serious, her eyes dart around the room, scanning to ensure no-one else happened to notice.
"Don't EVER let anyone see you with that, okay??". Abrupt tone shift making him even more nervous, he just stares blankly, muttering a few gibberish noises whilst nodding at her in confirmation.
"I mean, I'm not absolutely certain," her voice lowers as she speaks, "but to me it looks exactly like a Caiploras egg. Those animals have been nearly extinct for at least a hundred years. Only tiny groups of them still exist here and there, and even those eventually get wiped out as soon as they're discovered. Kings and nobles used to hunt them, especially for the eggs, 'cause of all the theories - unique magical properties, uses in enchanting, shit like that.. I don't really know, I'm not that experienced with magic.... But.."
She pauses for a few seconds to stare him down (this does not soothe his anxiety at all), examining intently, as if to determine whether he's actually trustworthy before continuing..
"...My brother is. He's a mage, and a scholar, and he specializes in stuff like this, all these rare animals and whatnot. He'll hate me just sending a complete stranger over there, but.. I think you should go see him. He'd definitely be able to identify it- hell, he'd probably even pay you for it, if it really is what I think it is. And, he'd know how to take care of it properly, raise it well, not just cut it up for fucking potions or whatever...", she scoffs bitterly.
Grasping at a nearby napkin to fan himself with, he shifts sweatily in his seat, "W-wh... but,.. How would I do that?"
"What do you mean? Do what?"
"F-find, him.. IHhh... I just.. I don't, know the area well.. is all, I uh...."
"I'll give you directions, obviously.. Are you okay? Do you like... need some water? You look-"
"NHnnnou, I'M FINE! I just, haha.. uh... Maybe, am.. not very good at....uh.. this.." He gestures around himself nonspecifically.
With a brief confused glance, she pours a cup of water anyway, then casually plucks a small notebook from her pocket to begin scribbling messily. "Well, look, I'll give you the information, and if you feel up to it, you can go. I really think you should, but, eh... your choice, y'know."
As he fights his shaky hands to maintain control of the water glass, she lays out the paper on the table, pointing at parts of her sketch. "He's over in Fargahel, which should be a few days travel from here. See? The roads kind of go like this, but it's mostly a straight path. Look for the ruins of an abandoned castle. He's holed himself up in there, the underground part, repurposed into some sort of 'sanctuary' for rehabilitating injured birds or whatever the hell he's up to now. He probably won't attack you or anything, but I signed a little note on the back of this so he knows I sent you.. just in case."
Neatly folding up the map, she slides it towards him as she leans closer to intensely meet his eyes. "Just remember, no matter what you do, do NOT let anyone know you have that egg. There are plenty of folks out here still hunting for them. You don't want someone recognizing it and coming after you. Especially with how, uh...", it feels like she might mention he doesn't seem he'd be very good at combat, but she simply lets the sentence trail off, shrugging with a smile and politely patting his hand as he takes the paper.
"Just get some sleep, yeah? Think about it. And talk to me in the morning if you have any more questions."
He slumps over to lean on the counter, resting for a moment after she walks back to the other end of the room, just trying to wrap his head around all the new information.. He only took the egg because it looked pretty! He just wanted it to hatch into a cool chicken or something! Why does it have to actually be some big stinky scary secret rare item?... With a heavy sigh, he resolves to never again trust mysterious creatures that pop out of abandoned wells....
Eventually trudging up to his room for the night, he flops onto the lumpy mattress that seems to just be hay stuffed into dusty old potato sacks. As he rustles around waiting to fall asleep, he considers all of his options... What should he do with the egg?
#paventure posting#polls#choose your own adventure#SORRY I KNOW THE TEXT OF THIS ONE IS LONG I just could not make it short#There's too much information to convey and I feel like it seems unnatural if it's too matter of fact#like if she was just like 'yeah its this. go here. do this. okay thanks'#it would feel too robotic#there has to be SOME meandering and pointless sentences that just lead into other sentences and etc. lol#BUT most of them will not be this long. I'm still majorly trying to keep a 2-3 paragraph limit#the only exceptions will probably be occasions where he actually has convesartions with people because it'd#just sound really rushed and weird to try to fit a whole full detailed conversation into like 2 paragraphs worth of text#unless they're barley saying anything to each other. but etc. etc. you know what I mean#A majority of it will be short interactions in the woods a little choices and etc. Just sometimes when there's like#some explaining a full quest or whatever obviously that needs more context#Also this one is really late because I wanted to give myself a break and not draw every single day#so I already did the writing part so I'd have it ready today but then waited to do the sketch until this mosrning#I still have that chest injury thing that flares up if I use my shoulders and arms too much. which for some reason even if#I'm only doing a quick 30 minute sketch and like an hour or less of typing - it still starts to be achey#I have to have days where I just take a break from the computer lol#ANYWAY... day 6! What to do with the mysterious egg? :0#sorry to the one person who sent an anon ask talking about how they hope he gets to talk to the musician lol#That option did not win. But - depending on how voting of things goes - we could still come across some of#the people who were in the Inn during later parts of the journey. I had kind of a vague idea of like who the hooded#figure is. the musician. the person that would have been in a stables if you tried to steal a horse. etc.#Might still never come across them though but- they do exist in the world so. always a possiblility#wowe so many typos in these tags whoops.. im not going back and retyping them either
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thornilee013 · 5 months
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I haaaaate to Needle you for an update butttttttttttttt (ha)
Could I get some of that sweet Needle AU? - @jtl-fics
prev | Needle AU
CW: mention/implied flashbacks of CSA
Riko smirked and Jean felt his blood pressure spike. That wasn't what made Jean lose his control, though. Instead, it was what Riko said next.
"What, didn't fuck them well enough?"
MASTERPOST
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risingsunresistance · 10 months
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the way barry has changed since the first time i drew him is so funny KJGDFH
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the--highlanders · 1 year
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Hi :) favourite 2 era books? (im looking for some to read and you seem v knowledgeable about them lol) thank you :)
hey!! honestly I'm not sure that I'm super knowledgeable on two-era books?? I feel like there's a WHOLE bunch I haven't read. but I'll have a go!! & if anyone else wants to add on more recs then please do <33
the roundheads is my personal fav - it's a no-aliens historical with two, jamie, ben, and polly finding their way through 1600s london, & honestly the plot has always been secondary to the character moments crammed into it, especially with two and jamie. if you've ever seen people talking about them going to a frost fair, this is the book it's from. it's a good read as a whole but also for going back and reading specific cute/funny scenes imo
the wheel of ice is also good (though it does have two referring to jamie as 'boy', which. always throws me off every time I read it ngl gfdjskh). the overarching plot is pretty standard iirc, but again there's a bunch of cute moments (including some parental stuff with two and zoe), so it's a fun read!!
if you're just looking for stuff to read in general rather than new content specifically, I'd also recommend reading the target novelisations! they're not always perfect, and I find that they struggle with writing jamie a lot?? idk I find that some of them make him dumber and. hm. hypermasculine in a way he's not on screen, if that makes sense. but also sometimes they add a bunch of background detail to the stories and especially the secondary characters, which can be fun! like, iirc the underwater menace novelisation gives ara (the servant girl they befriend) a whole backstory with her father having opposed zaroff), which just adds a nice bit of depth to an otherwise pretty bare-bones character.
but in terms of written content my go-to is usually the big finish short trips books. which may be somewhat harder to find (I saved my copies literal years ago, so idk how available they are these days?), but definitely worth it if you can get hold of them! something about the format of short stories on specific topics seems to push them into being a lot more character-focused than some of the novels can be, and doing some interesting/thoughtful stuff. there's quite a few of them, though not all of them have two-era stories - some of the ones with the most memorable two-era stories for me are:
destination prague - my all-time favourite for personal reasons but also because I genuinely think the stories in this one SLAP. there's two two-era stories in here, both of which are probably 6b (in the sense that they're not explicit about it, but two and jamie are travelling alone, and I think thematically/character-wise they work best there). they both deal a lot with grief and how two in particular copes (or doesn't cope) with it. and they're super easy to read through a two/jamie lens if that's your thing!
the quality of leadership - jamie meets william wallace. what more do you need to know. slightly dubious historical content aside, this is a GREAT jamie character study, having him deal with meeting one of his heroes and being disappointed - imo it really gets into what jamie values and admires in people, and there's a Lot to get into there. there's also another two-era story in this (with jamie, ben, and polly) which I haven't read in ages but which I think has some really good ben and polly characterisation, so I've been meaning to reread!
life science - if you enjoy victoria, read. the. age. of. ambition. I am absolutely unable to be normal about this story I swear to god. just. the image of jamie being unable to shoot someone and victoria having to step in and do it for him. it's also got a bit of victoria backstory which is always fun
but there's a whole bunch of others!! ranging from 'two takes zoe to work at a soup kitchen over christmas' to 'jamie gets turned into a literal bear'. so, you know, probably something for everyone's taste.
back to actual novels for a second - I wouldn't necessarily recommend the indestructible man unless you're prepared for something REALLY heavy (like, 'this feels more like a dark au than a doctor who novel' sort of heavy). it occupies this weird space between 'this has so many two/jamie moments' and 'this needs to come with about 50 different trigger warnings'. but if you're into that sort of thing, it's there!! & I would not recommend combat rock at all, it's just. a racist sexist mess from the bits I've seen. absolutely not worth it
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omegalomania · 2 years
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wishing mr stump a very happy white boy wednesday
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acewithapaintbrush · 2 years
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For the hurt/comfort prompt, what about “you’re not a burden” with Mirabel?
"I'm sorry."
"Dont be." 
"I am." 
"I know you are." 
"Sorry." 
Luisa stops. Not because she needs a break. Mirabel is not heavy on her back, nothing is ever heavy on her back, to be honest. It just felt right to stop for a moment. To gather her thoughts, to argue some more, to take a deep breath maybe. 
But she doesn't linger for long. Mirabel is not heavy, but her forehead is hot against her neck. She can feel sweat tickle from her temples and the hands clutching at each other in front of her chest to keep holding on tremble. 
Mirabel needs to get home to Mama's cooking quickly. 
"Why did you leave the house if you were already feeling sick?" 
"I'm so sorry." Mirabel mutters again, her breath hot against Luisa's ear, her voice heavy and slurred with fever. "I didn't wanna be a burden."
"You are not a burden." Luisa says. She is not good at comfort, but she knows this. "You are never a burden, Mirabel." 
Her sister sighs and presses her feverish forehead tighter against her neck. Luisa is not sure if Mirabel believes her, but that's alright. 
Luisa will just repeat it until she does. 
"You are not heavy. You are my sister." 
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pandanscafanfiction · 9 months
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🙃
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reader-x-whatever · 9 months
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whomerlockwood · 9 months
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matched with this cute woman on a dating app and we decided to meet in person like two days later (she was very surprised because she's used to exchanging messages for weeks prior to meeting personally) because she is going on holidays for three weeks and we (especially i) wanted to see each other before that
i regret it so so much that i didn't kiss her on our first date because now i will be thinking of her pretty lips and what they must feel like for the following three weeks until i see her again (she wants to see me right the day after she comes back from holidays so yey she's as excited as i am 🥰)
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