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pinkzonklawyernerd · 9 months
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Here is a fic for Percy Jackson's birthday!
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malchai · 16 days
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currently fighting demons (plotting out a fic based on “the smallest man who ever lived” instead of breaking no contact and sending it to my ex)
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birues · 7 months
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Do you even think about the parallels between Ryne offering to sacrifice herself to bring Minfilia back and save the world and Elidibus doing the exact same thing eons ago when he became Zodiark's heart and they were both too young. Way too young. Or are you normal
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“From the earth we're grounded to
All the way up to the blue
I know I'll see your face again
In truth, you'll never leave.” 🍂
——Overmorrow x The Bird by Ok Goodnight Part V
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Red cardinals symbolize hope and strength. Many believe that seeing one means that a departed loved one is near, or that new love is blossoming 😌
Lilies are common funeral flowers, and symbolize innocence. Similarly, poppies symbolize remembrance, peace and support, particularly for fallen soldiers and their families
I said this in the oc document but it’s definitely worth mentioning again here that Charis and Ephemer’s relationship was built on one of my fav quotes from Avatar: “[Their] love for you has not left this world. It is still inside of your heart, and is reborn in the form of new love.”
The love you were given never truly goes away, even if the one(s) who gave it to you are gone…if you’ve ever lost someone, I don’t need to explain to you how healing that thought is
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illfoandillfie · 2 years
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Kinktober Day 4: Dry Humping
Kinktober Masterlist | Regular Masterlist
Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader
Words: 979
Warnings: discussions of difficulties with sex, just a lot of making out really.
A/N: How could I possibly write dry humping and not write Ben when it’s so obviously his thing? skhkfkdjksd
It wasn’t that you were breaking any rule by going home with Ben after your third date. It just wasn't normal behaviour for you. It was fair to assume that any guy you did go home with would have certain expectations about what would happen, what direction the night would go in. Expectations you weren’t necessarily going to live up to. So it was easier to take things slower, to wait longer before inviting anyone into your bed or accepting their invitation. Except then you’d met Ben and he’d been sweet and funny and boyishly charming. So, when he’d suggested you go back to his place after the movie, you’d found yourself saying yes before you’d realised what you were agreeing to.  
Not that you didn’t want to be there, you did. You liked Ben. A lot. You liked his smile and you liked how attentive he was when you were talking. And you really liked how he kissed you. It hadn’t taken long after he’d gotten you into his house and onto his couch. The drink he’d poured you left forgotten on the coffee table as he’d entirely distracted you. And it had felt so nice that you couldn’t bring yourself to admit what you needed to admit. Instead you’d tangled your fingers in his hair and let out a few soft but encouraging sounds as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. You made no complaint as he’d manoeuvred you both to the couch, pulling you down to straddle his lap. In fact you’d done the opposite, instinctively rolling your hips when you’d felt the beginnings of his hardon grow. But, as nice as it was, has nice as he was, you couldn’t help but worry about the position you’d got yourself into. How far would he want things to go? How would he react when you stopped him?  
Ben’s hand slipped down to your arse and you hummed as he pressed your body closer to his.   “Do you wanna...” Ben trailed off, his hands squeezing your ass a clear indicator of what he was hinting.   You looked at him for a moment, his hair dishevelled, his cheeks pink, his lips stained with your lipstick. “Can we just stay here instead?” Ben’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion, “Okay.” His hand slid away from your arse, back up to your hip, “Is everything okay?” “Yeah, it’s really great Ben.” “I have condoms, if you’re worried about protection.” You couldn’t help but smile at that but you shook your head, “That’s not what’s worrying me.” “Is this going too fast?” You let your hands drop to hold his in place, just in case he was thinking about stopping touching you altogether “Kind of? I want to I just...Penetrative sex is kind of difficult for me. It’s not something I do with just anyone and I prefer to have a bit more time to prepare for it.” His brows were still furrowed but his expression seemed more concerned than confused, “That must be tough.” You shrugged, “It can be. Especially working out how to explain it to a very cute guy you really, really like.” Ben smiled at that and his thumb stroked your side, just under the waistband of your jeans. Your heart felt fit to burst with how sweet and comforting the gesture was. “We can do other stuff though, if you want to.” You assured him, hoping you hadn’t completely killed the mood. His eyes widened a little at the implication, “Like what other stuff?” “Well,” you let your hands run up onto his chest, leveraging yourself as you began to grind against him again. Ben let out a little gasp at the sudden stimulation, his hips rocking upward into you. You giggled and leaned in toward his ear, “Plus, y’know, I can still use my hands and mouth.” “Noted,” he gulped, his hand sliding back down to your arse, “I’m happy here though.” You kissed him, relieved by his reaction and eager to get back to what he’d started, only now without the nagging anxiety hanging over your head.  
Ben seemed equally as eager by the way he suddenly kissed you, hurrying to press his lips to yours, hands clutching greedily at you as he parted your lips with his tongue. You kept rocking on his lap, pressing a little harder each time. There was a combined sensation of his rapidly hardening cock and the seam of your jeans laying just right against your cunt, and you couldn’t help but speed up your movement as you felt how pleasurable it was.   Ben moved his hands up to your chest, palming you through your shirt.   But you wanted more. You wanted to feel his skin on yours. So you sat up a little straighter, breaking the kiss.   “Is this okay?” Ben asked softly, biting his lip. You just nodded and pulled your shirt off, letting him see the lacy bra you’d decided to wear. “Now you.” “Oh,” Ben half laughed, “Of course.”   You didn’t even wait for him, pushing the hem of his shirt up and over his head, letting the shirt fall to the floor. The next moment Ben was pulling you back down, his lips finding your throat and then your sternum and then your breasts, as you resettled into the rapid rutting. All you could do was moan as your clit rubbed over his cock and he squeezed your breasts, working the cups of your bra up so he could suck on your nipples.   “Fuck,” Ben managed to shakily pant as you writhed on his lap, trying to find your lips again.   “Ben this feels so good but maybe we should move to the bedroom.” He groaned and rolled his hips in time with yours, “Do you think you can cum like this.” “Yeah,” you nodded, “Definitely.” “Then we don’t need to move anywhere.”
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throwaway-yandere · 9 months
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Wait, you're leaving?? What did I miss??
Haha it's just personal reasons pls dw about it ;-; idk if it's the proper term but I'm "flattered" that you're worried ( ⚈̥̥̥̥̥́⌢⚈̥̥̥̥̥̀)
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mvnsvn6 · 4 months
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Oh boy, enjoy this snippet from Killing Time, I hurt myself real bad with this one.
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“What’s going on in that head of yours?”
Eddie folds his arms over his knees wrapping them around his shoulders.
“I’m scared you’re not going to lo—like how I am now.”
“Of course I’ll like you.”
Eddie rolls his eyes, huffing out a breath.
“I’m different. I’m all…messed up. I’m not the same as I was when we first met.”
He’s ruined. He’s ruined Steve. He’s ruined everything.
“That’s okay, I’m going to like every version of you.”
“No, no, you’re not listening to me.”
He shakes his head but Steve catches him, turns Eddie’s face towards him.
“Eddie, you are not listening. You’re not irredeemable, not to me.”
And he fucking breaks. Tears well up in his eyes, face crumpling, and he cries for himself. For Steve.
“I am. I am, Steve. It feels like there’s no going back, I’ve already fucking ruined everything.”
He’s a fucking black hole. A bottomless pit. He tears everything apart and leaves nothing behind. He doesn’t deserve anything from Steve.
“No, no, there is nothing that you could do that you can’t come back from. Do you hear me?”
Steve cups Eddie’s face, pushing his curls back before settling on his cheekbone and jaw, caressing them so gently.
“I’m going to like every single version of you. Even the ones that are hurt, angry, scared. All of them. You are not irredeemable, you’re beautiful, Eddie. You’re kind.”
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lime202 · 4 months
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Songs that reminded me of KNY dynamics and possible writing prompts, PT1
If anyone is interested in taking any songfic opportunities, here you go!
This post has manga spoilers. And, all of these prompts are angst, whoops. (This list is not limited to romantic dynamics, either—just dynamics that are interesting to touch on.)
Hakuji x Koyuki — "Stay Close" by SYML (Hakuji-centric)
"I know mourning is mourning and we heal differently / Right now it’s all I see" (Describes Hakuji falling back into his habits of violence after losing loved ones, with mourning being "all [he sees]" instead of finding true peace.)
"I want to keep you forever my love" (He says after her marriage proposal, and says once again as her pulse slows until it's nothing under his fingers.)
"I need somebody to save me" (Koyuki saved Hakuji from a life of ruthless violence, while Hakuji saved Koyuki from a life of loneliness and sickness.)
"If there’s no cure and there’s no medicine / Do we count the days until the end?" (No cure for the poison, no medicine for his father, and life is seeming to become more colorless and bleak.
Counting was the only thing Hakuji learned with his lack of education: the days left, money needed, grams of medicine needed, rations of food, punches thrown, hairpins needed to keep up his lover's hair...)
This song (literally all the lyrics, but I can't fit all of them in here) can also be applied to most of Hakuji's relationships, considering how tragic his past is.
Giyuu x Shinobu — "Take me Apart" by SYML (Giyuu-centric)
"Looking to start a war" (referring to the war of Humankind/Demon Corps vs Demons) "Wondering how it ends"
"I'm lucky he was a friend" (It's the only sentence that Giyuu can fully say about Sabito when confiding in Shinobu. She understands. As a slayer, she is someone who truly understands.)
"Take me apart and I'll flow like water" (A part of Giyuu's internal monologue, thinking about Shinobu's curiosity of him and her eagerness to pick him apart, while also insinuating his forced disconnect from the past and how he "floats above himself.")
These lyrics can apply to the canon also. They fit for a hypothetical scene about the aftermath of the war and Giyuu's perspective on being a survivor and the majority of the Corps' deaths.
Ruka x Shinjuro — "Lost On You" by LP (Shinjuro-centric)
"Burnin' like embers, falling tender / Long before the days of no surrender years ago" (The disease was prolonged, reducing his lover to a dying bonfire. Shinjuro knew what would happen, his children knew, and he could only hope that it wasn't as painful for Ruka to know as it was for him.
He knew he would never surrender to demon, but he couldn't have prepared for such a human circumstance to make him surrender his title as a Hashira.)
"So smoke 'em if you got 'em 'cause it's going down / All I ever wanted was you" (Her willpower remained strong and fiery until the end, but his own was made into a rapidly thinning smoke.)
"I'll never get to heaven 'cause I don't know how / Let's raise a glass or two" (His grief only came out as aggression. The way he treated his, her children was unworthy of forgiveness. Before he knew it, a few moderate glasses of sake increased to the whole bottle.)
My interpretation slightly deviates from the more accurate meaning of the song, but it still captures Shinjuro's full awareness of the inevitability of his wife's death and "end" of their relationship.
Kyojuro & Senjuro — "I Feel It in the Wind" by Smith & Thell (Switching perspectives)
"If you can find a drop in a drying sea / You'll find light in the darkest creeks" (Kyojuro always supplies his baby brother with happy words, acting as the source of light for their mostly dark, empty home.)
"You told me / I feel it in the wind my dear / The sun is gonna reappear / Good days are gonna come along / Hold on" (Hold on a little longer, is what Kyojuro used to say to Senjuro during harder times. The same words fall from Senjuro's lips as he weeps over Kyojuro, who lies overwhelmingly silent with endless injuries.)
"I feel it coming, the tide is turning / I feel it coming, you just got to wait and believe" (The tide is turning against the demons, they will surely meet their downfall, and you will live without needing to encounter any, Kyojuro insists, to both himself, and his brother weeping over him.)
This song wholly embraces the dynamic of Kyojuro always feeding Senjuro optimism during disheartening moments. Senjuro remembers every word, because any one could be his last.
Kyogo x Shizu — "Labour" by Paris Paloma (Shizu-centric)
"The calloused skin on my hands is cracking / If our love died, would that be the worst thing?" (Her hands were beginning to wear from chores, labor, and work. Their roughness made them appear less capable of love/physical affection, but that wouldn't stop her from cradling her children lovingly.)
"As the silence haunts our bed chamber / You make me do too much labour" (The bed is either silent with the lack of her lover or silent with unspoken anger. It eventually becomes dead silent when she is made into a widow.)
"All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid" "24/7 baby machine / So he can live out his picket fence dreams" (Her body was small, but she underwent endless labor and painful childbirth without a second thought for his sake.)
Love eventually turning into abuse. The whole song speaks for itself.
Genya & Sanemi — "Once in A Dream" by In the City (Sanemi-centric)
"I can't stop, I can't break, I carry the weight for you" (The Hashira can't stop until the last of his family is able to live in a world free of demons. The weight of being made into a demon-killing machine is nothing.)
"It’s the loneliest road, road I know, I know, I know" (Sanemi knows this most of all as he pushes Genya away, but Genya dying to demon because of him would be even lonelier. It is lonelier, he finds out.)
"When I’m awake, I hide all our chains so you aren’t afraid" (The older brother pretends, has been pretending ever since they were little, that Genya had nothing to be afraid of as long as he was there.
His promise of protection used to mean that they would always stay together. Now—knowing his blood attracts demons left and right—it meant that he had to act more like their father to get Genya away from danger; if Sanemi was the scariest thing there was, then anywhere away from him would seem safer, because it was safer.)
I know you expected "Brother" by Kodaline for the Shinazugawa brothers... open books, all of you. (My fingers still ache from restraining myself from typing and using that song.)
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lamentationsofasinner · 6 months
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'ceilings' by lizzie mcalpine is such a real song because i too love to project my feelings of emotional dependency and a need for romantic love onto things (really good hinny/jily fanfics binge read at 3am) even though i have never been in a relationship and i can't recall the last time i was kissed. she's so real for this omg
also if you need any hinny/jily fics to project your emotional dependency on check out 'An Alliance' (which is actually effie and fleamont potter, sorry!) and 'In Love and War' by Icepen (lmk if Icepen has a tumblr). also 'retrograde' by @mppmaraudergirl is absolutely fucking amazing (all on a03) oh and ofc 'The Path From You' by @takearisk-ao3, and her hinny amnesia fic who's title i can't remember for the life of me (sorry hannah!!!!!!!!!) i love it tho, especially how she handled harry's emotional response to ginny's amnesia, and how hinny had an explosive fight after ginny crashed her broom and then harry broke down and hugged her sm and my little heart broke omggg it makes me feral
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jojea · 2 months
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checked out sk8 after literal YEARS of intending to and 1) reki was so relatable burning out of a hobby because you feel everyone is better than you and it brought literal tears to my eyes seeing him find the joy in skating again hit so good and 2) the scene of cherry getting slammed in the face by adam will forever live in my head rent free—
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fanatics4l · 2 years
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me: i don't like susan that much actually. she turned her head away when neil hit billy and probably has repeatedly pretended not to notice his abuse before
also me when fics make billy call susan "mom" because they have a good relationship:
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stressedanime · 6 days
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dont let nico di angelo watch big hero 6. i fear he would never recover
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astxrwar · 5 months
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finally watched the bear and well. mikey. :(
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how did i unknowingly start reading (and get obsessed with) a fic that’s:
unfinished
angsty
and a slow burn
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spidey-is-tired · 1 month
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I love fanfic I love reading but tell me why I'm sobbing at 6am over an ao3 fic after not sleeping
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wolfstarisswag · 9 months
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If it’s the middle of the night and you’re reading Byler angst do not make the same wrong choice that I made tonight.
Don’t think of the New Year’s Day bridge it made me fucking depressed just now.
“Please don’t ever become a stranger who’s laugh I could recognize anywhere…”
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