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mirzamsaiph · 1 month

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IT’S ME, I’M ALIVE, UR GIRL IS BACK FR FR.

Okay, calming down now. Hi, how are you doing? I hope you’ve been good. I AM SO SORRY I haven’t commented on your new chapter releases, I’ve been having a rough time, year 12 is hard man, and I still have like two more terms of school after this one, and then university. I promise you I have read every chapter you’ve dropped, even if I haven’t commented. I’ve been lamenting for days on whether or not to send you an ask bcs like, ur my fav and ya know, it’s only fair I do bcs I follow you anyway lol but I also have no idea what to say, ur making me shy, damn. I’ve just been lurking in your Tumblr feed, liking all ur posts like a gremlin bcs sending an ask is too scary, (forgive me, for I am a coward). How long has it been since I last commented, I don’t even know 🙁.

I’m writing this as a draft in Google Docs in the middle of my maths double, who writes a draft for an ask? Me, I write drafts for asks apparently, yikes man. The maths part doesn't matter, I do not care for it.

I still love every single one of your chapters, ESPECIALLY THE READING THE BOOK ONES!! LIKE HELLO?!?!? POSEIDON FOR BEST FATHER!?!?! Sobbing, screaming, crying after reading that, I love the sea fam. Percy is so bbg too, like hold him in my hands and give him lil forehead kisses kinda bbg, so precious. AND just the campers, they're so cute, I love when Camp Half-Blood actually comes across as a family, or like an actual camp, the singing around the camp-fire is so wholesome, and Will being Percy's hype-man, like c'mon man, they're just best buddies, I love that for them.

It is deeply important to me that you understand just how much I love your fics, and just like ur content in general. When I get bored I always check my emails for updates or I go on ur Tumblr and just scroll, like I love u pookie, fr.

I’m just gonna send this as is, I’m psyching myself out over this hahah. I’ll try and get around to commenting on chapters again, especially one’s I’ve missed, and if I have time I might just start sending them via Tumblr. I need like somewhere to list everything I wanna talk abt in the comments.

Anyway, bye bye, see u soon.

Fun fact, in however long I’ve had Tumblr, this is my first ask :3

PS: I just realised I never put my name lol, it’s Smoll_Satan. This is my Tumblr account 👍.

OH MY GOD HELLO??? WELCOME BACK GIRL??? YOU HAVE BEEN MISSED TRUST 🤞🏻

I’m doing great, school is kicking my butt :( trying not fail this semester as the moment. Year 12 (which I’m taking a wild guess and saying that is junior year, in American terms) is known as the hardest and most stressful year, so no judgement here girlie!

Don’t fear girl! I’m not scary at all, I’m like the literal least intimidating person on the planet. I’m just a girl I promise. I saw you go through and like my posts and I was giggling everytime I got a notification bc that was really nice 😭

Writing in your docs is so real because I have done the EXACT same thing so many times, mostly bc I fear tumblr is gonna bug out on me ;( Also I hate math too, it irks my soul.

THANK YOU. POSEIDON IS GETTING HIS REDEMPTION ARK. TRUST ME. I was screaming writing that, i was just so surprised that I wrote that because I lovedddd it.

Will and Percy are best bro’s but Percy is ready to threaten him when he and Nico get together. Trust Percy is a protective older brother… (the singing was so sweet :(()

GIRL I LOVE YOU OH M GEE YOU’RE SO SWEET. I love seeing your comments, whilst you look for my chapters I go looking in my comments for your comment.

Don’t psych yourself out when it comes to Tumblr asks! I love them, like I find it so amazing. If you do comment trust I’ll be replying to each one, they are the source of my amusement for each chapter. (literally have cackled reading your commentary)

BYE! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

#girl your amazing #it’s the best part of posting my chapters is seeing long commenters like you #percy jackson #fanfiction #mir answers

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found-family-tournament · 1 year

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Found Family Tournament Round 1 Part 8 Group 39

Propaganda and further pictures under the cut

Shazamily: Billy Batson, Freddy Freeman, Mary Bromfield, Darla Dudley, Pedro Peña, Eugene Choi, Rosa & Victor Vasquez

Clawthorne-Nocedas: Luz Noceda, Hunter Noceda, Camila Noceda, Eda Clawthorne, Lilith Clawthorne, Raine Whispers, Gus, Amity, WIllow, Vee, King Clawthorne, Hooty, Owlbert & Stringbean

Mods note: Jesus christ. I got at least 6 different versions for the owl house fam. I've just choosen the one that includes the most people now. If you disagree, feel free to tell me.

Submissions are still open!

Shazamily:

They're a big foster family who all love each other SO so much, and Billy's arc from "you are not my family" to embracing them as his siblings and parents is THE best arc ever in a superhero movie

Clawthorne-Nocedas:

Camila has one daughter. Daughter wanders into Demon Realm and is immediately replaced by a shapeshifter who wants a safe haven. Shapeshifter is revealed and Camila loves her and lets her be herself. Daughter returns from the Demon Realm with four traumatized teenagers. This single mother tries to understand their culture, and keeps them under her roof and never asks anything of them except to pitch in around the house. Embraces them and loves them, despite the strain on her wallet. And helps her OG daughter embrace her deepest desire and become a witch.

So freaking adorable

I fucking love Luz and hunters sibling dynamic, they’re all so silly and precious and they make me want to cry, Eda and Camila are both such mother figures for Luz and I just BCHSJSHSIDHDUOSNDHD

unapologetically weird

one of them is literally a living house and he's possibly the funniest being alive

gay af, neurodivergent af, and as culturally diverse as it gets

character styles are adorable

actual exploration and resolution for daddy issues, alcoholism, etc

illegal activity encouraged, they're one step from being communist revolutionaries and literally would/do commit arson for each other

fantastic character development in learning how to take care of each other

perfect balance of "cool parent" vs "unfit parent" slippery slope (there may be gambling

exploration of found family within bio family and how those relationships evolve

ALEX HIRSCH DOES ALEX HIRSCH THINGS

massive extended family not fully listed here

THEY HAVE MERCH (both in universe and irl)

they don't try to do too much or be too perfect. They're all traumatized people with wild experiences but they're what each other needed at the time -did I mention they're super cute

THEYRE MISFITS. WEIRDOS. WHO HAVE TO STICK TOGETHER.

They are super cute and have all gone through enough trauma and deserve to just live their lives in peace.

saved the world with the found familyness

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wutbju · 4 months

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Jimmy Dale “J.D.” Herchenhahn entered into the presence of his Lord and Savior whom he so earnestly loved and served Thursday morning May 11, 2023 at the Lower Cape Fear Hospice LifeCare Center. Some people called him Dr. Herchenhahn, many others knew him as Pastor, but to us he was forever our precious Dad and Papa. His faith has become sight, and we believe he heard a big “Well done, good and faithful servant” when he entered heaven’s gates!

He was preceded in death by his beloved wife of over 54 years, Jean Herchenhahn; his parents, A.B. and Iva Herchenhahn, two brothers, Allen Herchenhahn and Fred Herchenhahn; and five sisters, Lucille Jones, Jean Brunson, Gayle Mattheiss, Dawn Gunderson, and Louise Bates.

Jim loved his family dearly and will be most missed by his three children, Janna (Jeff) Attoe of Hampstead, Jay (Gina) Herchenhahn of Lancaster, SC, and Joy (Brad) Barth of Kernersville, NC; grandchildren Jensen (Ray) Rivera, Jonah Attoe, Jayse Attoe, Kalli Herchenhahn, Kassi Herchenhahn, Khloe Herchenhahn, Caleb Herchenhahn, Cooper Barth, Colton Barth, and Copley Barth; great-grandchildren, Vincent and Halston Rivera; two sisters, Wilma Jones and Judy Ray; many nieces and nephews. Janna, Jay and Joy would like to thank Steve and Joanna Groves, David Groves, and Tom Hayden for faithfully and lovingly caring for our dad. We would also like to acknowledge and thank David and Cathy Lane, Edna Lancaster, Mark and Nancy Cramer, and Jimmy Sibbett for loving our dad and being the hands and feet of Jesus in dads time of need.

Jimmy Dale was born April 25, 1941 in Macedonia, Mississippi. During his junior year of high school in Pensacola, Florida, he received Christ as his Savior under the ministry of Dr. Dolphus Price. As a senior, he surrendered to preach the Gospel. He attended Bob Jones University in Greenville, South Carolina before serving two years with the United States Army. He was a Vietnam Veteran.

Jim finished his college education at Tennessee Temple College in Chattanooga, Tennessee. He was involved in many aspects of college life including playing on the baseball team and serving as student body President. It was there that he met and married his sweetheart. He received his bachelor’s degree in 1968. He pastored the Fellowship Baptist Church in Trion, Georgia for three and a half years during his tenure at TTC and afterwards. Then in 1970, the Lord called the Herchenhahns to Wilmington to work at Grace Baptist Church—first as Assistant Pastor under Dr. Ray Noland, and then starting in 1971 as Senior Pastor of Grace and President of Wilmington Christian Academy.

The Lord used Pastor Herchenhahn in a great way during his thirty-six years in leadership of the church and school. Hundreds of people came to know the Lord under his ministry, and many others grew in their faith. A number of men and women were called to various areas of “full-time Christian service” under his leadership. Many missionaries, pastors, teachers, and others are still serving the Lord around the world.

He retired from Grace at the end of December 2006. That freed them up to do some short-term mission work in Guam. After that he began filling pulpits for preachers in and around the Wilmington area. That ministry led them to Riley’s Creek Baptist Church in 2010, where he was called to be their Senior Pastor. He retired from Riley’s Creek in 2021 for the primary purpose of taking care of his beloved wife and soulmate who was declining in health. He wanted to spend as much time with her as he possibly could, and that he did.

Only eternity will reveal the impact of the life and ministry of Pastor J.D. Herchenhahn. He was an exemplary pastor, faithfully preaching the Word and sharing the gospel, as well as humbly serving and caring for people. He often quoted these lines from a poem: “Others, Lord, yes, others, let this my motto be, “help me to live for others, that I may live like Thee.” He certainly reflected Jesus through his life.

The family will receive friends for visitation from 11:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. on Saturday, May 13, 2023 at Grace Baptist Church, 1401 North College Road, Wilmington, with a memorial service honoring Pastor Herchenhahn will be immediately following. Close family friend and co-laborer Rev. Mike Meshaw will officiate along with Rev. David Lancaster and Rev. Jay Knolls.. There will be a graveside service at 1:00 p.m. on Tuesday, May 16, 2023 at Oleander Memorial Gardens. with Rev. Brian Beaver conducting the service.

In lieu of flowers memorials may be made to Lower Cape Fear LifeCare Foundation, 1414 Physicians Dr., Wilmington, NC 28401. We will be forever grateful for their gentle care and compassion given to our dad.

Online condolences may be made by selecting Tribute Wall.

#Bob Jones University #BJU Hall of Fame #2023 #Obituary #BJU Alumni Association #Jimmy Dale “J.D.” Herchenhahn #Class of 1962

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darkmatter-nebula · 10 months

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you can do these eps of the 1st season of the universe that Eda finds Colli and Hunter it doesn't have to be all of them today it starts with 1 and then the rest tomorrow and also a question is King in this universe

Good morning, my dear @importantnightwerewolf! 👋😊

In the Universe of the "Lost But Now Found" AU Multiverse (also known as Colliverse) where Eda found Colli and Hunter eight years ago, King does exist. But he isn't part of the Owl Fam yet. Belos found his egg shortly after Hunter escaped with Colli, and raised the fuzzy little guy since then. The Emporer doesn't know yet that King is a Titan. Still! Belos plans to use King as a weapon when he is older.

Drabble: Tales From The Multiverse - The Intruder

It was a rainy night on the Boiling Isles and the most inseparable pair of brothers, along with their sister Luz, was concerned about Eda. Since a mysterious creature showed up, Colli and Hunter's mother was missing.

Upon looking closer, the small starboy with otherworldly fluffy lavender hair and a heart of gold recognized the creature. "Mom?" Colli carefully approached his mother. "Mom, what happened to you?" He asked softly.

Meanwhile, Luz managed to use a light glyph to blind Eda for a short moment. She recovered and pretty much abducted Colli. "NO!" Hunter's voice was filled with concern for the kindhearted eternal child. Hunter and Luz were brainstorming about what they could do.

At the same time, Owl Beast Eda was very affectionate with Colli. Even as a beast, her love for her precious Little Star was strong enough. She removed Colli's hat and combed with her claws through the immortal celestial boy's fluffy lavender hair.

Colli began to feel warm and cozy. "I love you, Mom." Colli whispered softly before drifting off to sleep. Owl Beast Eda let out some happy noises as she nuzzled lovingly Colli's freckled cheek.

Later, Hunter lured Eda out of her room. Luz drew a giant light glyph onto the wall and activated it.

As Eda woke up, she noticed that she finally turned back to normal. She also noticed someone next to her in her nest. "Awwwww! Little Star!" The Owl Lady caressed lovingly the blue side of Colli's adorable multi-colored face.

As Colli woke up, Eda explained to him, Hunter and Luz that she was cursed. Colli cuddled up to his mother. No matter what, the eternal little boy would always love her. Same for the young Grimwalker and the human girl.

The End

#lost but now found au #the collector #hunter #clawthorne brothers #clawthorne-noceda-deamonne-whispers brothers #luz noceda #eda clawthorne #fanfic

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infinitethree · 2 years

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Dayyyy you should get a ‘bless this mess’ sign fir ur house

Day huffs out a surprised laugh. “My horrible gremlin kids are ahead of you on that one.”

He gestures at the two signs on the wall of the library. One says in a blocky font, I’d say bless this mess if I needed the approval of a deity to find peace. But I don’t, so I won’t.

The other is in an elegant cursive states simply, Damn This Fam.

“Christmas, two years ago, from Theo and Dee. Dee was very smug when his was opened. Theo, on the other hand…looked ready to start a brawl. Again. I learned my lesson the first Christmas here, and have started demanding a ceasefire. No fights and no pranks for the entire week, and anyone who goes against that gets stuck with their least favorite chores for a month. It’s my gift to myself.”

And what a gift it is. He might love them, but his kids are all unholy terrors who squabble, prank, and attempt to kill each other on a near daily basis.

Some call it a "probably unhealthy" amount, but Phil is the last person who can comment on his parenting. Just look at how his kids ended up.

He stretches his wings out, the question having made him pause his work long enough to notice the way they’ve begun to cramp. His newest project had devoured most of his focus, as they often do.

Is it maybe a little mean to write a message in a long dead language that’s yet to be deciphered in a certain reality, the contents of which is just a meme? And then plan to release it to that version of the internet and then sit back to watch the absolute wave of chaos that would follow?

Probably. Day would feel worse if he weren’t also more or less gift wrapping some of the missing keys to understanding said language by using this particular meme.

It’s the only world he knows of with that particular version of an old text, and he needs to see the inevitable discussions and research its content will spark.

So, really, he’s doing them a favor. Sure there might be a lot of academics who lose sleep over how and why the meme was made in the first place, but life can’t be perfect.

Which reminds him, he should probably say a little more. “I get exactly three breaks a year. The first is my birthday, the second is father’s day, and the third is Christmas week. I treasure every second of precious, precious peace. I’ll only treasure it more as Lee gets older.”

His youngest has gone from a wholesome ball of sunshine to a wholesome ball of sunshine who will have unfathomable power at his fingertips.

It had never crossed his mind that someone who could be the same type of admin might have come back with them. Even if it had, he doubts he would have suspected Lee and Daz of being the only two with that spark.

The latter of them only seems more odd with that knowledge. It’s thrown a lot of things Day had assumed about him into question.

Hell, it’s thrown things he had assumed about himself into question. The knowledge that he has about how admins–at least the type like he had been–actually function is still shaky at best. Most of it is guesswork, up to and including if it’s just normal that admins can’t leave for long.

There’s virtually no information out there on admins, not that he hasn’t tried his damnedest to find something.

All that has turned up are rumors, accounts of odd things passed around through untold numbers of hands, and four myths associated with deities that hold tiny kernels of truth in them.

That, and a whole lot of frustration.

It's oddly reassuring that in this reality, information about admins is so infuriatingly rare. It means that it's virtually impossible that anyone acted the way they did despite knowing what it would look like to him.

Day glances at the clock, heaves a long sigh, and gets up.

Pondering the nature of the universe can wait. Starting dinner so he can demand his sons all sit down and eat together is far more important. They get absorbed in their various hobbies, duties, and general lives. All of them but Lee are adults and he won't insult them by trying to micromanage their lives.

That said, the family dinners are somewhere between a bribe, a trade, and a demand. Having them all gather regularly is important to Day. He’s seen the effects of not putting effort into making sure all of a parent's kids know they're loved and supported, as well as not feeling supported by those who matter to a person.

He knows what it's like to feel alone. He knows what it's like to have to claw and scrape his way out of miserable situations with nobody but himself to rely on.

Death is preferable to letting his kids know that kind of pain.

Then there’s how easily they lose track of time. He knows for a fact that most if not all of them would eat significantly less actual meals if he wasn't cooking for them.

Hunger is another thing he knows all too well. His own eating habits and mentalities surrounding it are still fucked up from his time in the Vault…not that they were ever good to begin with.

More than once, his kids have threatened a hunger strike if he didn’t eat with them.

Not for the first time, and far from the last, he feels a surge of exasperated pride and love at the memory of those four small faces twisted in outrage over him having just forgotten to eat despite having made food for them.

They had told him it was hypocrisy that he nagged them over eating while neglecting his own need for food. It had been in nearly that exact phrasing, too; Orph had gotten his hands on a new book and by Prime was he going to use his literary comprehension to make everyone else suffer.

He knows a warm, fond smile creeps up at that train of thought. It always does, and he’s long since stopped trying to hide how much he cares about his kids.

#asked&answered #chronotag #DayDreamer #in shocking and startling news #Day loves his terrible gremlin sons so fucking much #and in turn they love him with a ferocity of a sun going supernova #they would (and in some cases did!) die for each other #you can tell that I love 'soft for their loved ones but would 100% murder anyone who looks at said people funny' types #and also unusual displays of affection and care #and very muddled/grey morality

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angel-milano · 5 months

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November 30 – SwynRP Character Wishlist (Wanted Edition)

So this is an amalgamation of "I want to see this specific character" and "here are some vague plot ideas and characters that could work". I'm also not suggesting FCs, because I believe everyone has their own specific taste and should be able to use the FC they want. That being said, if any of these stand out to you and you want FC suggestions, feel free to reach out!

Demona from Gargoyles

So I mentioned my boy Quasimodo and re-adapting his story. I had the idea of leaning into his connection with gargoyles, and bringing in more characters from the TV show Gargoyles (the best Disney show!!) I have a plot brewing about Demona trying to rebuild her gargoyle clan and take back Castle Lyons from the university, and using Quasi to do so. Basically any FC would work, as she's immortal. So if ever you had a lady you wanted to play as a hot bad bitch monster mommy villainess, now is your chance! Hmu if you want to bring it to life.

Buster from Lady and the Tramp 2

Ofc I'd love to see all Lady and the Tramp characters, but I think Buster would be the most fun as a werewolf coming in trying to build a pack. We have a lot of scattered wolves and there would be a ton of fun dynamics with Buster trying to herd them all like cats. Plus, who doesn't love a bad boy?

Eberwolf from the Owl House

As a currently non-established minor character, this is completely open to how you want to play it. Eberwolf is the Head of the Beast-Keeping Coven of the Boiling Isles (basically magizoology) and Darius's best friend. But whether you want to play them as an actual werewolf, Gifted, a new type of Magick, or whatever else is up to you! Join the Boiling Isles crew!

Antonio Madrigal from Encanto

Do I even need to say anything!! Complete the fam!!!

Moana from Moana

I had Tala on my wanted wishlist, and ofc I'd love to see my precious granddaughter! Moana in general is just a fun and great character who I'd love to see on the dash interacting with everyone.

Hunters

Now we get into some more vague plot ideas. In general, villains are great and I would love to see more dangerous stakes brought into play. On top of that, my idea for Bones would tie deeply with other hunters, so there could be some fun, dramatic pre-established connections coming in.

Suggested characters: Percival McLeach from the Rescuers Down Under, Charles Muntz from Up, Amos Slade from Fox and the Hound, The Huntsman from Snow White, Gantu from Lilo and Stitch, the Huntsman from American Dragon, Denahi from Brother Bear, Cruella DeVille from 101 Dalmations

MAFIA Members

On the other end of villains (and anti-heroes), is the pro-Magick anarchist group, MAFIA. I put out Morgan (Morph from Treasure Planet) as my suggestion for my own member, but it would be neat to expand in a big way. Are they in this for the good of all Magicks, in it for themselves, or in it for an excuse to get away with crime? While I would love to bring Morgan in with John Silver, here some other suggestions below:

Suggested characters: Stitch from Lilo and Stitch, Cassim from Aladdin, Ralph from Wreck-It-Ralph, Raine Whispers and Eda Clawthorne from The Owl House, Clopin from The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Kaa from The Jungle Book, Horst from Ratatouille, Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland, any of the Atlantis Crew

RAS Members

So I suggested Bernard from the Rescuers, but I'd want him to be coming in with his partner! I thought it would be funny if his partner was another rodent character (Disney just loves their heroic rodents) so here are some suggestions:

Suggested characters: Chip and Dale + any Rescue Rangers, Basil from The Great Mouse Detective, Roquefort from the Aristocats, perhaps even Remy from Ratatouille??

#swynwrimo #swynwrimo2023

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philippchung · 2 years

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Life is such a Gift Remember how great you feel when your life is filled with love, precious joy and health and creativity? This is how our lives are meant to be lived. The Universe is a generous, abundant giver, and it likes to be appreciated. Just think about how you feel when you give a friend a present. If the person looks at it and her face falls, or she says, Oh, it’s not my size, or not my color, or is that all there is, then I’m sure you’ll have little desire to ever give him or her a present again. However, if her or his eyes dance with delight, and she’s or his's pleased and thankful, then every time you see something she’d or he'd like, you want to give it to her or him, whether you actually do or not. Gratitude brings more to be grateful about. It increases your abundant life. Lack of gratitude or complaining, brings little to rejoice about. Complainers always find that they have little good in their life, or they don’t enjoy what they do have. The Universe always gives us what we believe we deserve. 감사합니다 OUTPUT 부산 fam! 👽👽👽 group photo of one of the probably COOLEST and most LOVING people I’ve been around with here in 한국 🤍🤍🤍 I am grateful and proud to be part of the @outputbusan crew for the short time I’m here in the beautiful city of Busan 부산🌊🌊🌊 each one of you is such a wonderful soul and unique human being who I really APPRECIATE! 정말 감사합니다! ✨✨✨ @neverlandsurfer @alphahelix @xee_hoon @2_sc_cs @mercyislike @sungjinclara @djrim @shaktismm @so_nyun_min @simonvow @radiorevolutioner @gamma_kn1fe @mindidelicioussh @tarzanloca @haduming @snapbo @hyeok_yoo @taerimkim_kr @outputbusan 🫶🫶🫶 ⠀ #philippchung #philippchungphotography #philippchungart #부산 #35mm #35mmanalogportrait #busan #outputbusan #crewlove #thankful #감사해요 #southkorea #analogphotography #35mmportrait #35mm #照片 #攝影師 #藝術家 #한눈사진작가 #아웃풎 #아웃풎부산 #가족 (at Outputbusan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CgZVaN-rI-p/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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funkylittlebidiot · 3 years

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Hi! I'm kinda new to IronStrange ship, can you please recommend some angsty and fluff fanfic? I will really really appreciate it. Thank you!!! ❤️

Welcome to the fandom!! 💕

I will try my best! I’m new to making rec posts but let’s start with my ultimate faves!

Let’s first make sure you’ve read canon! I know the Russo’s fanfic is really popular, but if you want the actual ironstrange story, you need to read @salty-ironstrange-shipper ‘s From The Top - everything from Iron Man to Far From Home with Ironstrange at the core!

From The Top - by lucifersfavoritechild (156,527) (Ironstrange Cinematic Universe: 185,755)

Summary: “Stephen, if you’re . . . there somewhere . . . when I drift off, I’ll be with you again. I can’t wait.” | | Personally, I think the MCU would be much better as a love story between Stephen Strange and Tony Stark. Don't you? Starting from Iron Man, and going all the way to Endgame, with all the appropriate stops in between. Let's take it from the top.

Once that’s done and you’re looking for more fluff - with sides of angst whenever needed - start with reading @elisaphoenix13 Supreme Family Chaos. It’s so much fun, really cute, and great for if you need a sub-fandom to lose yourself in. It involves all the Avengers but mainly focusses on the main family of Stephen, Tony, Harley, Peter, Thomas, William, and a bunch of OC’s - do come join our ramblings in the discord =)

Supreme Family Chaos (Series) - by Elisahpoenix (290,314)

(unofficial) Summary: It starts with adopting Peter, but Stephen can’t stop himself from becoming a mom - and again, and again, and again (x4).

If you’re still looking for long fics and new versions of canon, I recommend @nanosorcerer‘s I Knew You For A Day and @wspaceblog‘s Indefinable Things (be quick in downloading this one it’s worth it). Both involve the Iron Fam with both Peter AND Harley which is an immediate win for me.

I Knew You For A Day - by nanosorcerer (387,776)

Summary: Endgame AU where Stephen is able to save Tony after he Snaps. Neither realize how their now shared life force will entwine them in more ways than one. Through Tony's recovery, he realizes the difference between who has always been there and who will always love him.

opinion: I really love this world! Stephen and Tony’s relationship is so fucking precious! It’s tender, it’s emotional, it’s - quite literally - dependent, it’s everything you could hope for. It’s fluffy and angsty and just such an intense read. I’m currently behind because each chapter is 20k at least which only shows how much the author loves it and cares for the characters and story. Really important takes on recovery both mentally and physically; it allows Tony to have a dad bod and body issues and it’s seriously brilliant.

Indefinable Things - by w_space (283,996)

Summary: The war is over. The rogues are back. Steve is definitely not over it. There are lots of secrets about to implode. Tony just really wants his recovered relationship with Stephen to work. And Peter just wants everyone to leave his dads alone.

(With a lot of flashback into the past of how Stephen and Tony met, got together, fell apart, only to have all roads lead back to each other again.)

opinion: i really enjoy reading this one; it’s one of my ultimate favorites (obviously)! It’s such a ride each chapter and makes you feel things x 3000. Everything that happens is genius and amazing and it has a wonderful take on Tony and Stephen’s relationship and everything that happened in between their past and present. Their relationship to the rogues is complicated yet intimate and it just keeps you guessing in all the best ways. Especially if you also like Natasha and Loki, I think this fic is a great read for you! I still can’t get over how intricate this is.

Now to actually get to some specific fluffy and angsty reads - I’m not sure what length you’re actually looking for and I know that lengthy fics can be daunting. But most of my bookmarked fics do have at least 20K words. For shorter ones i’d recommend just looking through the mentioned authors’s other works and bookmarks - because you’ll probably find plenty of gems there. Here’s some of my favorites:

Obstacles and Opportunities - by shortsnout (54,361) Mature

Summary: Stephen Strange has been trying to juggle the responsibilities of a being a single father, his work and some resemblance of a social life. When his son, Peter is injured at the Stark Expo it brings about a chance encounter with a charismatic douchebag, which leads to an unexpected friendship and some unexpected revelations about Stephen’s sexuality.

Single parent AU, no powers.

Opinion: this one has a special place in my heart as it’s one of the earliest ironstrange fics i’ve read. It’s also a family fic which I love. I think it’s very well at recognising Stephen’s more difficult qualities and where they would clash with parenting, which gives it a very authentic feel. Tony is wonderful as always - very cute and a hot romance.

Other works by the author to check out: Counterfeit Boyfriend (15k) and for an even smuttier one Bast’s Enchantment (12K)

Time After Time - by fancylances (47,755) Teen

Summary: Tony Stark is unstuck in time. Stephen Strange might just be the only person in the universe qualified enough to help.

opinion: Fix it! A great AU without being too AU! It sticks to the MCU and their respective powers while also giving a great alternative to the events of IW and endgame. I really enjoyed this one - if you’re looking for fluff and angst this is it :)

This Doesn't Mean That I Like You - by betheflame (13,756) Explicit

Summary: Stephen Strange and Tony Stark have hated each other since high school. Now that Stephen is the headmaster at their old preparatory academy and Tony's been hired as the temporary science teacher, no one expects that to change. If only they could stop having sex, things might not be so complicated.

Opinion: !!! i love anything with an academic setting and this one is just 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻 i loveee it a lot

You can’t force a love to grow - by turtle_abyss (29,013) Teen

Summary: The people of Midgard say the drought is a final curse wrought by the Red Skull as he and his men were driven from the land into the churning winter sea. King Fury of Midgard believes in no such curses, but his people are starving and riotous and he is desperate. He puts out a call for aid to the other kingdoms. The desert only howls its answer, the messenger to Asgard is turned away at the border, but the messenger to the mountain kingdom of Kamar-Taj returns - shaken and babbling of ghosts and demons - carrying a scroll. Kamar-Taj will open a route of trade, but in exchange, they want a bride for their prince. King Fury, childless, puts out a call to his noble houses. Lord Howard Stark of the Southern Mines senses an opportunity for advancement and offers up his son, Anthony, who fits the specifications listed in the terms. Anthony would argue. Wants to fight and scream and flee. He’d dreamed of a love marriage like his mother always spoke of. The King paints a kind picture of duty and dignity: this marriage will save his people from starvation. His father threatens to throw him to the desert's mercy. There's no point in arguing. His heart probably won't last long anyway.

Opinion: really sweet!!! i enjoy a good Medieval/royalty AU and it didn’t disappoint! Plus it has ART!!! it’s great 10/10 all around. @turtleoftheabyss Is a great author in general and has so many great fics to check out.

Other works by the author: R&R

Sometimes, A Family Is - by CrystalRoza19, NeonCrayons (20,656) General

Summary: Sometimes a family is comprised of you, your recently divorced dad, an unruly group of teenagers and a semi-unemployed former world-class neurosurgeon… Peter Stark hoped that moving back to the city would help his father get passed all the struggles and animosity that plagued him after his divorce. What he hadn't thought to hope for was a way for his father to move on; he’d always had a hard time letting people go, after all. Stephen Strange was everything Steve Rogers was not. Maybe he could be everything Tony Stark needed to heal his broken heart. Throw in an unruly group of teenagers and you have yourself a family.

Opinion: This is perfect for Fluff and Angst!! It’s a really sweet No Powers AU and checks all boxes it’s great!

My Starlight - by Insert_witty_username (our very own @stark-strange-love2) (18,452) Explicit

summary: Leviathans, the all powerful beings that reside in the void beyond the world they created, are destined to do nothing but observe as the Earth turns day after day. Stephen was content to do the same as the other Leviathans, that is, until he lays eyes on Tony Stark, a human prince threatened with an arranged marriage from his father. Stephen helps him, but now they have a new problem. Stephen, a being of unfathomable power is married to a human prince. Where do they go from there? Alternately, a myth as to the creation of the stars

Opinion: this is so good oml!! I already mentioned i love a good royalty!AU and this is truly an epic piece of writing; great concept to begin with and an actual happy ending!

Other works by the Author: Universal Coding (11K)

Persona - by @wifeofstark (26,032) Teen

Summary: Stephen Strange sees himself forced to team up with the Invincible Iron Man due to unfortunate circumstance and soon enough he falls for his quips and charm. The only problem is he doesn’t even know his name. Then an incident in Japan forces Stephen and Tony Stark together under even more unfortunate circumstance and when he discovers that the businessman is nothing like he expected he no longer knows how to feel

Opinion: it’s been a while since i’ve read this but i’ve been intending to reread because I keep thinking about it lately! it’s so good! If you want something cute and fluffy with a little bit of a comic book vibe - this is really funny and sweet.

Other works by the Author: Afterworld (30K) (vampire!AU!!!), Songs About Sex (50K), and so much more I haven’t got around to reading yet

The Douchebag, The Asshole, and Their Kids: A Love Story - by Teamironmanforever (74,954) Teen

Summary: Stephen Strange - sorcerer supreme, former neurosurgeon and resident asshole - is tasked by his fellow sorcerers with speaking with Tony Stark - genius, billionaire, philanthropist, part time hero and full time douchebag - after the “civil war.” The two get off to a rocky start as miscommunication, mistrust, and past pains threaten to do them in. However, both men are nothing if not adaptable and, with the threat Tony can’t get out of his head, the two will have to work in close quarters to stop earth from coming to harm. All while leading a brand new avengers team and co-parenting three meddlesome teenage kids that seem to have it in their head that the wizard and the genius want in on each other’s pants.

Opinion + warning this hasn’t been finished and seems to currently be abandoned as it hasn’t updated since February but i still definitely think it’s worth the read. It’s one of my ultimate favorites and I love it a lot.

I haven’t even talked about Imagined yet because I Don’t Know Where To Start.

I’ve just linked their page because it’s too much. Too good.

Personal faves are;

Citizen’s Erased (first work i read of hers and it’s so good!! seriously brilliant and painful in all the right ways),

Little Monsters (which is just so cute i’m obsessed and Desperately Waiting On More, Liz!!!),

Sorcerers of Ephemeral Colours (which she’s currently working on - and again; royalty/medieval AU instant win),

Five times Five (This fic came into my house and flmqkdjsm - it CAN and WILL murder you in your sleep through a perfectly timed heart attack),

Talking In Reverse (cute coffee shop University AU that will obliterate you on the spot - Italian Tony 👌🏻),

The Two-Fold Problem of Dating, (possibly my fave one-shot?? why do i like these idiots they’re the worst) ... and now i’m realising i’m just citing each work in her repertoire... but there IS MORE go read it each fic is amazing.

Now I already mentioned @salty-ironstrange-shipper at the start with her most famous work, but definitely check out her entire page lucifersfavoritechild because she should also get recognition for her other gems including - but not limited to -

Let It Be

Paint It Black and Synergy (villain AUs 💖)

Gold Roses (how many times do i have to say it; ROYALTY AU!!)

and if you like pepper x christine Of All The Stars Most Beautiful. (which is just a sapphic dream tbh)

At this point I remembered I’m also a writer TM so here’s my favorite fluffy x angsty fic:

(Sober) Companion - by ME (20K) Mature

Summary: Stephen Strange, ex-neurosurgeon, current sober companion, prides himself on his competence. If he's so competent, however, why is he having so much trouble getting through to his new charge, Tony Stark? Usually it's Stephen putting the pieces back together, but when Tony is giving him none to work with, and instead starts meddling with Stephen's, he might have to reconsider who's fixing who. And can the answer be both or neither at the same time?

I know my recs haven’t changed much since previous times but that isn’t going to stop me from talking about them. I just probably brave going through my history at some point to find the ones i forgot to bookmark ...

But my advice is always to just go to the ship tag and play around with the filters; specific AU/tropes you’re looking for, sort through wordcount/kudos/comments/bookmarks, otp: true or with extra characters, etc or be a badass and just start from the first fic ever written to the one that was updated last.

Also you might have noticed i tagged the authors whose blogs I know because if you’re new to the fandom you should probably go follow them for more Marvel content!

#Anonymous #fic rec #dear god

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emilycollins00 · 4 years

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Hi hiiii~ I'd like to request Kazunari's, Hisoka's and Omi's reactions for when you hug them from behind when they don't expect it! UwU Backhugs are the best 👌 💓

This gave me JOY. ow I wish I could backhug everyone I know.

Please enjoy!

Kazunari

Surprised backhugs are like, his most favourite thing ever??

I mean, it’s Kazu. Whatever you do would be his favorite thing.

But really, he just loves being surprised with hugs. He’s a pretty much straightforward guy and used to initiating things, no prob up until there.

But oh man, when you come to him like that…? He’s pure joy.

He’ll even jump up and down with you laughing clinging on to him. He then usually asks you how your day has been.

If he’s having a bad day, it’s you and your hugs are what he needs, he learned. Total recovery within seconds verified

Lot’s of selfies with you back hugging him. He loves it.

“I made it!” you put your arms around his neck from behind. You had spotted Kazunari sitting on the bench and decided to surprise him with a hug “What are you working on? Not sure what it is but looks great”

The blond jumped startled at the contact but that only lasted a second, laughing “Y/N, you’re looking bomb today too!” he squeezed you back, kissing you on the cheek “Look. You are witnessing the very first draft for the Open art Competition of next month! Pretty dope, don’t you think?”

He turned to you, excitement in his eyes.

You nodded, feeling his enthusiasm contagious “You bet!” you released him so he could get up “You ever done this before?”

“Nah, this is a pretty big deal… it would be incredible to just make it to the finals though!”

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

“Are you sure it’s him?” you talked to your, what seemed to be a walkie-talkie, seriously.

“Yup! I can distinguish Kazu from suuuper far!”

“Cool, keep your eyes on him Misumi. The moment he can see you, leave your roof position and come down.”

“Roger!”

Yuki narrowed his eyes at your exchange while everyone else kept finishing their tasks “I know the celebration is for Mr. Extrovert… but you being here almost feels like HE is here.”

“That’s what I like to hear, dear Yuki” closing the call with Misumi, you nodded to yourself as you turned around the living room clapping your hands loudly “Okay everyone! Target’s on his way. 500 meters, everybody to his positions, this is not a drill!”

“D-did we have specific positions?” Muku looked around in panic.

Tsuzuru entered the room. “Do we really have to turn off the light? It’s still daylight. Miyoshi-san will see us either way.”

Omi laughed, leaving the last dishes on the table as Homare appeared with Tasuku and a sleeping Hisoka..

“Oh my, this celebration will be sublime! Ah, to gather all of us here together and alude at the majesty of the arts…! I’m thinking of a poem that-"

“Please don’t.” Tenma pleaded at the mere thought “We’ll have enough art once Kazunari arrives.”

Izumi approached you smiling. “This is so exciting.”

You beamed at her. Kazunari had just called you that morning saying he had received a notification that he had somehow gotten first prize at the contest.

And so, being the amazing partner that you were, you decided to prepare a small surprise to celebrate his achievement; He deserved it and everyone had been more than happy to try and come to help.

“I’m home fam!”

Kazunari took off his shoes and waited for the usual noise coming from inside. Nothing.

Confused, he opened the door to the living room when-

“SURPRISEEEE!!”

You jumped on him from behind “Congratulations on your first prize, Kazunari!!”

“Wait, what-! Y/N? Guys?? What are you- is this for me?” he looked around, his mouth open in shock.

“Well, it’s definitely not for anyone that enters.” Banri smirked.

Izumi looked at you “Y/N told us about your win, so everyone tried to make it to congratulate you.”

Kaunari turned to you awestruck. “Wait… really?” you nodded, still not letting him go. “Oh man, you are goals Y/N!” he smiled hard. His heart felt warm and loudly in his chest. He loved you SO much.

Taking his phone out, he looked at the rest “Come on! Everyone gets inside this selfie saying: Wiiin!”

“Wiiiin!”

Hisoka

This man I swear.

Forget about the surprising part, It’s so difficult to even give him backhugs.

Not because he doesn’t like them.

He’s just always laying around??

He definitely has a thing for lap pillow but enjoys when you come and squeeze him too.

Having you by his side relaxes him, knowing you’re close.

He grumbles whenever you finish backhugging him to move or go somewhere.

This was your chance. You knew it.

You had come before hand to the dorm, Tsumugi opening the door for you and accompanying you to the living room.

“Thanks again Tsumugi-kun. Sorry for calling you unannounced.”

"Don't worry. I'm happy I happened to be here to open you" The blue-haired man smiled. “I’m afraid Hisoka-kun might still be on his part-time job.” he looked at his watch.

You nodded. You counted on that. “It' fine. Now, this is going to sound really immature Tsumugi-kun, but I really want to surprise him with a hug from behind.”

He laughed. “Rigth. Hisoka-kun seems always at peace when you hug him."

“I also like the surprise part a lot," you moved around the living room. It was shockingly empty given the time. “but I still have to catch Hisoka unaware- or not laying around somewhere. Whatever comes first ”

“Sounds difficult.”

You were about to answer when you heard two distinctive voices coming from the entrance.

“Mikage, go at least to the living room before you collapse. You’ll bother everyone.”

“Tasuku… up.”

“Like hell I will. What am I, your babysitter?”

You turned to the winter troupe leader and started pushing him “Okay, this is it! l’ll hide behind the door. Stay here and call for Hisoka- and act normal!”

“H-hide…? Confuse but unable to say anything, Tsumugi tried to follow your instructions. Not a moment later, the sleepy member entered the room yawning. “…I’m back.”

“W-welcome Hiso-“

"Welcome back!"

You showed up from behind and jumped as you rested your head on his shoulder from behind, squeezing tight.

He turned to you porker face. “Y/N… were you coming today?”

You frowned. That’s not how it was supposed to be. “This is where you’re supposed to get surprised.”

“But I knew it was you.”

“Uh, now? How?”

“I just knew it.”

“Oh man…” dejected, you were about to release him when his arms stopped you. You tilted your head.

“Don’t go.”

At his childish demeanor, you and Tsugumi exchanged glances and softly laughed. Tasuku entered sighing with a bag of marshmallows at hand. "I’m back. Mikage left this thing around the entrance floor again… ah, Y/N.”

“Hey, Tasuku-kun! Want a backhug?”

The actor frowned confused as Hisoka strengthened his grip, grumbling and heading to the couch with you.

Guess he wouldn’t get one.

Omi

He likes to feel you leaning on him.

I also visualize him also liking being the little spoon but that’s another thought for another day

Anyhow, he’s comforted by your warmth.

He usually can’t help but turn so he can wrap you in his arms. Gives small kisses on your face, squeezing you with love.

I’m melting, you are so precious to him.

“Is this everything, Y/N-san?”

You smiled at the scriptwriter, wiping the sweat off your forehead “Yes, thank you Tsuzuru. I’m sure you were busy, so I appreciate it.”

He dismissed you with his hands “It’s fine. I’m glad my job as a mover came in handy.” he took notice of the time “ah, but I really should leave for my part-time. You sure it's fine?”

You had managed to find a new place after your roommate had to suddenly go back home due to personals reasons. It had been a nightmare but after a few nights awake looking everywhere, you were able to find a tiny one-bedroom apartment.

You nodded. “Why did I start dating Omi if not to use him as packing mule? He’ll help me unpack.”

“Glad we sorted that out” the tall university student appeared with the last box.

“Okay fine, I guess you’re a bit handsome too.”

He grinned “Where do you want me to put this again?

You hummed while opening the box to see its content “Ah, these are my books. The first room to the right, handsome butler.”

Tsuzuru laughed. “Then I’ll be leaving.”

“Tell everyone at the dorm I left quiche with roasted potatoes and some vegetables in the fridge.” Omi turned to the spring member before entering your place.

“Will do Omi-san.”

“Take care Tsuzuru, thanks again!” Closing the door, you stretched sighing. “Wow, this has been exhausting. Can’t believe I need to open everything again after all the trouble…”

“I’ll make lunch if you start organizing the rooms. Then I’ll help you finish, what do you think?”

……………………………

After a while, you heard a frying noise from the kitchen. Quietly, you stepped in, back hugging him as usual.

“Oh?” Omi turned slightly to see the top of your head, smiling when he noticed you wrapping your arms around him “Hey there, how’s it going?”

“Tiring.” you had your face buried I his back “Thank you for helping me move Omi.”

“No problem. Would have never left you alone to do all of this.”

“…Aren’t you making a little bit too much?” you peeked from behind him, still not letting go. “You know it’s just the two of us, right? No other twenty people to eat the leftovers.”

He laughed, stirring the pan. “I’m just making a bit more so you can have something to eat tomorrow.”

“You are too perfect, you know that?” you smiled. “Thanks.”

He left the pan and turned to finally kiss you as he caressed your arms. “I could say the same about you.”

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I bought myself some cookies because I felt really good about how it turned out If I say so myself! Hopefully you guys like it too 💕

Have a wonderful day!

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djemsostylist · 3 years

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Djem's Legion Thoughts

About three years ago my brother joking suggested I read the Horus Heresy, knowing literally nothing about Warhammer. (Literally nothing. I just thought Space Marines were big dudes in armor and I had never heard of Primarchs and I still know nothing of 40k. Have no idea how the Heresy ends--I'm spoiler free babes.) Anyway, what follows are my feelings on each Legion at the following times:

As of midway through Fulgrim

At the end of First Heretic

At the start of the Master of Mankind

Halfway through the Siege

This is very long. I'm not sorry.

Dark Angels

idk I haven’t met them yet, but their name tells me they are either going to be amazing or fucking awful

Um I still dk

God I fucking love these stupid idiots. Like, they are stupid, for sure, but I dunno, I dig their bizarre sort of pseudosecrecy thing. Plus, aesthetically I’m all about weird monk orders. Also, nothing kills me quite like Farith Redloss having anxiety attacks over trying to figure out Lion.

Corswain showing up like the living embodiment of the dude with the pizza where the apartment is on fire is just so deeply on brand for these chucklefucks like, Lion is all “I’m deeply uncomfortable where Imperial Secundus is concerned so instead I’ll just go ahead and attack home planets because that will demoralize the traitors and then I’m Doing My Part” like fam, pretty much all the traitors sans Perturabo are actual literal demons rn and they all had zero qualms betraying their immediate brothers and also the emperor (and Perturabo already fucked over his own) why in the livid fuck would you think this is in any way helpful, but this is Classic Lion and I love him now on account of that one time when he hugged Roboute because he was proud of him and also because he calls all of his sons “Little Brother” bc he is afraid of being a dad and also because I too am deeply avoidant of issues I don’t want to deal with.

Emperor's Children

mostly wonderful, because they are fabulous and also extremely extra, but they have the most ginourmous fuckwad as a Lord Commander, BUT they have a very good boy as another one, so idk really. Plus the whole betrayal thing and the fucking lodges, but they are purple and fabulous, so, +1?

These are the saddest boys ever in the whole world, and they didn’t deserve what happened to them. I loved them all except for Eidolon and they didn’t deserve anything bad to happen to them ever bc they were precious and I loved them. Also Fabius because he was bugnuts and he hurt my boys.

Jesus, I’m so fucking over them all

Honestly I’m so tired

Iron Warriors

I totally confused them with the Iron Hands. Idk even, boring? But Perturabo (while he has a fucking terrible name) also hates Horus so +15

I still know nothing about them, but I think they are buttholes because of the whole Isstvan V thing. Dick move guys, dick move.

I literally can’t. Like, their entire shtick is besieging and being besieged, and then being pissy bc it is what they are good at???? Like, they are literally traitoring bc their dad got a hair up his ass bc he wasn’t a good independent thinker and didn’t think he was allowed to build castles or whatever? Idk they are exhausting except for the ones that aren’t

I still don’t really get them at all except like 99% of them who aren’t named Barabas Dantioch are asshats and are not independent thinkers who are literally still traitoring for reasons unknown except to stick it to the emperor like?? Get an actual culture??? Just literally stop???

White Scars

I dunno, haven’t met them, but since no one else talks about them, I’m gonna guess, boring?

I dunno but they are worried about them hooking up with the Rout so I guess they are cool?

Oh bless your tiny little souls. They are so sweet, and so, so dumb. But sweet.

They are very, very good boys. They don’t have a ton of range per say but their simplicity is sort of the point I think. They are what space marines are supposed to be, and I love them for that

Space Wolves

ehm, oh, I’m sorry, The Rout. Whateverthefuck, they’re boring, over-the-top fuckheads who are giant fucking hypocrites who suck and probably don’t ever shower. Honestly, they rival the Emperor’s Children in extraness, and not in the loveable way. Fucking awful, 0/10.

Okay, honestly, not as awful as some. I mean, hella extra and I hate what they did at Prospero, but in a world full of awful things, we gotta pick and choose.

They are just so, so...Space Wolfy. Bless them they try, and some of them legit crack me up. I’m just not about their aesthetic, you know?

Much like the other fuckups amongst the Loyalists, they are a blunt instrument used for a specific purpose and do better with like...direct instruction. I’m saying they are not the kind to do well with metaphor and also a lack of like, a dad. They need TE:BBA is what I’m saying.

Imperial Fists

Literally only met them briefly, but they seem a good sort. I like their Primarch? -3 tho cause damn that color scheme.

Still good boys.

Omg I love you all, you precious little bbs. They are just so calm and stoic and honestly even though yellow is a hideous color they are literally like Templars and that is fantastic?????

Listen, the amount of love that I have in my heart for these precious, perfect boys is rivaled only by my love for Rogal Dorn, who might possibly be, and I don’t wanna sound dramatic here, be the love of my life but anyway.

Night Lords

idk but their name sounds sick.

Right, these guys are also dicks. I hate them on principle.

Every time I think of them all I can think of is that one video of the goths dancing under the bridge. They are so. Fucking. Extra. Christ alive, get a hobby that isn’t fucking skinning people.

Yeah idk they still mostly suck and to be perfectly honest I’m still not entirely sure what their point was, even pre-heresy? Like what role did psychopaths play in TE:BBA’s plan for a glorious human empire, someone explain

Blood Angels

I dunno cause I’ve only ever met their First Captain (who was consorting with fuckheads) but Sanguinius is literally Top Tier Fabulous, like Prince Extra, so I hope they don’t let me down

I’m still holding out hope. Don’t let me down boys.

OH. MY. GOD. Honestly, kill me, I love them so, so, so, so, so much, it’s a lot. And I suspect something terrible will happen with them but I don’t care because they are perfect. All of them. Wonderful, perfect, lovely, caring boys who love their dad and I love them. Sweet, loving, precious little bbs who occasionally suffer from tragic vampiric tendencies but I don’t love them any less. They better stay perfect forever. If I could, I would be like Sangy and just take them all everywhere with me so that they could always be safe <3 On a less gushy note, I think one of the most important aspects of the Blood Angels (and of their primarch) is that while they acknowledge their differences from unmodified humans, they also love humanity, deeply. They see them as worth fighting for and protecting, and acknowledge that their abilities allow them to create a universe that is safe for the common man to live in. There is a sort of profound love and tenderness that they have for humanity, and I think it really does make a difference in their legion. (That scene is Master of Mankind with the Blood Angel and the Custodian really highlights what I’m saying here.)

Listen, this may sound dramatic, and I don’t wanna like, go over the top, but I would literally die for them, which would seem counterproductive since that is what they do for humanity but the amount of love of I have for this entire legion and one Angel is too big to contain in my heart okay

Iron Hands

I don’t know them well yet, but they seem like good boys overall. I’m sure one of them is bound to be a crazy fucker tho.

They are good boys. I don’t know them very well, but my favorite moment is when Ferrus had to thank Lorgar for his help so he made him a crozius and then threw it at him because he didn’t want to have to talk awkwardly.

Poor sad bbs

No, but really, poor sad bbs

World Eaters

literally terrible people, but I guess when your Dad is bugnuts….

Definitely should have been put down. As in to death. They should have been killed. Probably.

Still fucking crazy. But I love Kharn, and honestly Lotara (who I know isn’t technically a World Eater but close enough.)

No but they probably should have all been just euthanized? I mean not Kharn bc I love him but also like--they are not viable. Long term? Tbh still not entirely sure what TE:BBA’s plan was here with them and Angron (I’m gonna assume something along the lines of ignore it and hope it goes away, since that is mostly his plan for everything)

Ultramarines

probably enormous squares, but tbh in a galaxy with World Eaters and the Rout, we could do with some squares.

Honestly, I have no issues with them. They do their duty, they are loyal. I hope to love them though. They actually believe in colors.

HOLY FUCK DO I LOVE THEM. ALL 200,000 OF THEM. (Which is probably what Roboute thinks tbh.) Like, I literally haven’t met a single one that I don’t adore and love with my whole soul and entire being. They are precious, soft, beautiful bbs who I adore with my whole heart. And who will make great leaders of the world someday I’m so proud. On a less gushy note, much like the Blood Angels, the Ultramarines really have a sort of profound feeling of protection and duty towards humans. They may not always like dealing with them, but Roboute is of the firm belief that they must understand what they are truly fighting for. Saving humanity is not enough, you have to fight for the humans who live there. (See, the one short story where they find a baby and I died.)

No but what you don’t quite get is that I literally love them. Every single individual solitary one of them, and while some may say “But Djem such a thing is impossible you haven’t met every Ultramarine” I need you to understand that the depth of my love for them and their Primarch is such that I know, in my bones, that I don’t need to meet them all to love them okay bc I already do.

Death Guard

Okay, so honestly I wanted to hate them (because BETRAYAL) but tbh its only the First and Second Captains who suck a lot and idk really the rest are sort of tragically precious??

Seriously, what is Mortarion’s issue?

No, seriously, what the fuck is their problem? Get the fuck over it.

Okay, I do feel bad. For Mortarian. Of all the traitors, him I understand the most. However, that being said, while I can understand his issues, I feel like giving yourself over to demons, turning into actual demons, and also turning on and killing your brothers who refused to become said demons makes you terrible awful people who really need to like, die.

Thousand Sons

okay, I fucking love these lame Warrior Monk Priest Wizards who live in a literal glass city with restaurants and teach random people Tai Chi in the park or whatever. Overall 10/10

I am v. worried that they are going to do something dumb like join the rebellion in order to affect change from the inside and then like, adopt demons or something. Pls don’t be dumb boys.

I don’t even fucking--look, I’m just tired okay?

What the fuck Azhek. No seriously, ⅞ is good enough? What the fuck is wrong with you?

Sons of Horus? Luna Wolves? who the fuck knows

my precious sons. You did not deserve what was done to you. This is why we don’t do frats. I believed in you and you failed me. D:

I love my precious sons. The Sons of Horus however, can go die.

I just--why are you the way you are?

I think the best thing about these absolute morons is that half the legion isn’t even demon fuckers, they just woke up one day and Horus told them to kill their brothers and they went “sure okay” and then just did. They are so fucking pretentious and stupid, fucking speartip, honestly die. I take it back. You all deserved exactly what you got, you dumb fucks.

Word Bearers

look, I haven’t met the rest of these dudes yet, but Erebus is a terrible fucking ambassador. -60/10 for not controlling their boy

HOLY LORD. I cannot--there are not actually words to describe how much I loathe these ignorant dumbasses. Like, seriously. Honestly, the ones who were purged were probably lucky, because the rest of them fucking suck.

God, eat a fucking landmine. Except, that would probably turn them on or something. Fucking assholes.

Just--imagine being such a fuckup that even when you were the first to the “become a demon, save the world” thing you still somehow ended up last. I hope the Ultramarines put down every. Single. One.

Salamanders

idk but this name is dumb. Salamanders are cute and slimy, and while Astartes are fucking adorable, they are not slimy. -1 for the dumb name

They are loyal, which is cool, and they seem like chill bros.

I just, like, they are sweet, but good lord are they simple.

I’m not sure? What they are doing? With their lives? Guys, idk if anyone told you but like, um. There is a war. And I get they’ve had it rough but also the loyalists could use their hope so maybe, idk. Do something? I mean I know there are like, 50 of you left and also you think your dad is dad and I feel you but like-

Raven Guard

idk but I like Ravens and Black, plus their Primarch’s name is Corvus? 11/10 they better not suck.

OMG I love Corvus?? Flies with a giant jetpack and tried to gut Lorgar? Yeah, he’s wonderful. Plus, their Captain seemed cool before he was fucking murdered.

I love them all, bless. They are sweet and simple and kind of stupid, but they make me feel things in my heart, so like, idk, stay precious.

Look, I cried over Branne fucking Nev, I don’t wanna talk about it rn

Alpha Legion

seriously? Lame.

Fuck these guys. What is their deal?

I can’t even really. I really, truly can’t. Nothing has ever satisfied me the way I was satisfied when Alpharius literally lost his head. God, that was beautiful.

Or Omegon? It was actually Omegon? I don’t even know anymore man

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hatsukeii · 4 years

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Fam I needed to just write something to restart my brain and jumpstart some shit so

Just yeah you can ignore this fic if you’d like but I’d say still maybe give it a read because I don’t even know what I’m doing it’s 6am and I was brainstorming and got this

Angst btw, haven’t done that in a while

Okay but before that look at my baby though like he’s so perfect and precious and I love him sm🥺 so let’s make him suffer more on my blog hm🥰

Proud// Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Word count: 1.6k+

Warnings: Depression, self hatred, self harm, dead reader

Summary: I honestly don’t know at this point I just wrote down everything I could think of

All that clouded his mind were thoughts of disappearing. Staring mindlessly over the school’s rooftop, he felt a sense of euphoria. Maybe it was just his suicidal tendencies, or maybe it was more, but at that very moment, Tsukishima was imagining how it would feel to jump right off. It didn’t matter, really, did it? People took it as a joke. They took his attempts as a joke. “You’re just being overdramatic,” they’d say. “There’s no way you’d ever do that.” “Stop chasing attention.” Even with cuts on his bare skin, nobody reached out. “You wanna die? I’ll buy you pills later, yeah?” Well, yes, he did want to die, but the team never realised he was serious about it. Nobody ever realised he was serious about it. High schoolers took mental illness as a joke anyways. A twisted, disgusting, horrid joke that Tsukishima could do nothing about but smile and laugh along in order to hide his pain.

Except you.

He still remembers the way you would smile at him. God, you were the only one that would do that. How you sat with him in an empty classroom every single day, rubbing circles into his back as you told him everything would be okay. All those library weekends and study dates together, and not once did you ever complain about his need to rant. You were there to listen to him when no one was, yet all good things had to end. You were gone, and he wasn’t sure what to make of your death. It hurt. Everything hurt. His mind wasn’t stable enough to process it.

It was when you finally gave your last breath in that stupid, stupid hospital ward, did he realise how much he needed you. All the times he’s stopped himself from overdosing were because of you. He knew how devastated you would be if one day you woke up to the death of him on the news. You’ve done so much for him, he would never let himself cause you pain. Never. Yet now, he was back to square one. He was alone again. He was left on his own to fight through this dull, torturous, cruel world. He had to push on with his life, yet there was no one here to push on for. His one reason for living was gone.

The rooftop was quite chilly. Wind blew across Tsukishima’s, as if it was slapping him across the face. Did he look good at that moment? Tucking his shirt back in properly, he grabbed a jumper from his bag, pulling that over himself. If he was going to mourn, might as well mourn looking at least decent. He didn’t remember the wind being this cold. Was it always this cold? “Hey (Y/n), do you need a sweater...” He turned around, expecting to face you, when another gush of wind sliced across his cheeks. This was going to take a while to get used to. He used to let you wear his sweaters when it got chilly like this. You would always pull the sleeves over your hands to make sweater paws, the one thing that never failed to make Tsukishima smile stupidly. The extra sweater he habitually brought to school now sat in his backpack, with no one here to wear it. Sure, he could give it to someone else, another girl even, but it wouldn’t feel right. It never would.

“Ahh, it really never lasts does it?”

And he would be right. The best relationships never last for him. Was it a curse? Some kind of sick hex on him? He would never know. Two good relationships down the drain. First his brother, now you. Why didn’t he see the signs? How you oftentimes skipped school without a warning, the way your face went paler and paler by the day, it almost made him laugh at how utterly stupid and unsuspecting he was. How could he have let all those little things slide? He hated himself for not noticing earlier. If he knew he would’ve done anything to make you the happiest person he knew. There were so many things he wanted to do with you. He was planning on bringing you on a date someday, before telling you how he had quit the cutting. He wanted to show you all the constellations someday, as per your request to him. He wanted to feel your arms around him, hands stroking his hair and his neck tickly from you mumbling sweet nothings into it. He wanted to one day hold your hand in his, comparing the sizes as he laced his fingers with yours. He was trying so hard not to disappoint you. He made a promise to himself that he would let you be the first to know, yet that won’t work out now that he can’t tell you anything. He was so close to his goal, going from cuts all over his arm to occasionally a cut or two on his wrist. He could imagine the way you would cover your mouth like you do when you cried at the movies out of joy, before lunging forward and holding him tight, not letting go, just like how you usually would when he made you proud. Would someone else ever do that for him? No, that would be over demanding for anyone else. High schoolers didn’t have time for shit like this. Nobody cared enough to sit there for hours on end trying to unravel the puzzle that is his mind.

He could almost hear you next to him, patting his back and whispering into his ear just like the old days.

“Kei, I’m so sorry. I really am. But I... please don’t hate yourself. Hate me. Hate me for leaving you so soon. Hate me all you want, but never, ever hate yourself. You are the best thing I’ve ever com across. Your poor soul needs to heal, and I promise, I’ll be watching you from above.”

The thought of your last words snapped the fragile string in him as tears rolled down his cheeks, the rooftop breeze blowing them into his mouth. He would never hate you, even if you wanted him to. He simply couldn’t and that goes without question. When he heard about you being in a hospital ward, he practically dropped everything he was doing and zoomed over, praying he could see you at least one last time.

“I... fuck- promise..?”

He shakily held out his pinkie, his eyes shut tightly as he tried to stop the tears. For a moment, he felt your pinkie graze against his, before it fell.

“(Y/n)..? (Y/n) wake up, wake up please! Please, you can’t leave me now, I can’t handle it by myself, please... I’m begging you...”

Your parents stared as the unknown blond boy wailed, pouring his tears onto their child’s hospital bed as he refused to accept it.

“(Y/N)! I’M SORRY, I’M SO, SO SORRY! I’M... I’m sorry, I couldn’t make you the happiest person in the world.”

It’s okay, you thought.

You already did, Kei.

He never got a reply to his question.

“Tsukki? Tsukki! Lunch is about to end!”

“Ah, shit”

Rubbing his eyes, he looked down, eyes painful from crying. Was it already the end of lunch? Probably, but it wouldn’t hurt to skip a class or two once in a while.

“It’s fine Yamaguchi.”

His friend was the most concerned after your death. He knew that Tsukishima was bound to have a hard time accepting the death of his anchor. He may not have realised it himself, but Yamaguchi knew Tsukishima well. And from everything that he’s seen, he was absolutely sure that he was in love with you. He was so in love with you to the point where he would probably never recover from losing you. He could see that you were such an important part of his life, that losing you would be equivalent to dying. Yet now, his best friend was alone again. Yamaguchi never fully understood Tsukishima, you were the only one that was able to dig deep into his mind and console him properly. You were the definition of his comfort and vice versa. The two of you were inseparable. Yamaguchi truly didn’t know how to help at this point. Tsukishima was damaged beyond return.

“Tsukki, I know it’s really hard on you, but I promise it’s going to get better. Please don’t do it even if you think it’s worth it because it’s not. I’m not saying this out of pity. You helped me up at my lowest and I want to do the same for you. Losing you would be losing the person I’m the most thankful for.”

Tsukishima would kill himself with no problem. What stopped him was knowing that even if he did, he wouldn’t be able to meet you. He could never see you again no matter how hard he tried. A person like you, who selflessly helped him during his hardest times, greeted everyone with a smile, you were bound to end up somewhere nice, whether it was heaven, or reincarnated into a millionaire. The universe would never accept someone like himself. He hurt himself and others in many ways, he was going to hell for everything he had done, and although that would be okay with him, a promise was a promise.

So he was going to live.

He was going to live on, stop cutting, and be the best person he could, all in honour of you.

He was going to live and make you, watching him from above, proud, even if the two of you were to never meet again.

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worldserasingandcreatinginmymind · 3 years

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Home | Part Three

Pairing: 13!Doctor x Daughter!Reader, Master x Reader

Summary: The Master introduces you to his new creation

Word Count: 2000 and something

Warning: angsty stuff

A/N: so this is basically the plot of The Timeless Child minus the whole Cyberman stuff that happened before they were on Gallifrey... hopefully it will make sense when you read it! As always spelling and grammar is not my strongest skill so please be kind :)

Part Two | Masterlist

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“Y/N, the fam are awake so we need to be getting ready-” the Doctor stops taking when she steps out the TARDIS and realises you're no longer there. “Y/N? Y/N?!”

She walks around the outside of the TARDIS looking for you, but you're nowhere to be seen.

“Y/N!” She shouts louder “What do I always say? My number one rule? Don't wonder off! And what do they always do?” She huffs and goes back into the TARDIS. She turns on the screen and does a search of the planet.

“Mornin’ Doc” Graham greets her cheerfully as he enters the control room, shortly followed by Ryan and Yaz.

“Come on, she has to be here somewhere” The Doc mutters under her breath, impatiently tapping her fingers on the desk “You know one of these days one of you will wonder off and I’ll just leave you.”

“What’s she talking about?” Ryan says to Graham who just shrugs. Yaz stands beside the Doctor and watches the monitor.

“What are you doing?” She asks

“Looking for Y/N. I left her outside on her own for a few minutes and she’s gone”

“Well then let’s get out there and look for her” Graham says, walking over to the door.

“No wait!” The Doctor rushes over and stands in front of the door. “Outside those doors is a planet I never wanted you to see. Any of you. Everyone who lived there is now dead and the planet is on fire”

“Then what are we waiting for, she could get hurt!” Graham protests

“The planet is huge, she could be anywhere. It would take us hours to find her which is why we need to wait for the scanner to pick her up and we’ll know exactly where she is.”

“Uh, Doctor? You said everyone on this planet is dead, right?” Yaz says, not taking her eyes off the screen.

“Yeah, they were all killed”

“Then why is the scanner picking up on two life forms…”

The Doctor runs back to the control and stares at the screen, eyes wide. She watches the two dots on the screen, both in the Citadel. One completely still while the other paces around.

“There can’t be. He killed them all. Unless…” she rushes to the door again and the others go to follow. She turns to look at them.

“You lot stay here”

“No way, we’re coming with you!” Yaz argues

“It’s not safe”

“Then you definitely shouldn’t be alone” Ryan says

“I’ll be fine. I know my way around this planet”

“But-” Yaz tries to protest but the Doctor cuts in

“Please, for once just stay in the TARDIS. Don't follow me.”

They reluctantly nod and she gives them one last look before leaving and shutting the door.

Yaz goes back to the monitor and watches as a new dot appears on the screen and begins travelling toward the Citadel.

“At least we can track her on here”

“I wonder what planet this is” Ryan joins Yaz at the screen

“I don't know but The Doc says she knows it well so I guess we have to trust her on this one” Graham says, taking a seat on the steps.

— — — —

Your eyes slowly flicker open and you find yourself lying on cold hard floor in the centre of a large dimly lit room. You sit up and wince as instantly pain rushes to your head. You bring your hand up to clutch where the pain throbs.

“Ouch, sorry about that” a male voice draws your attention, and the Master steps out from the darkness.

“Where am I?” You ask weakly

“Still on Gallifrey. Welcome to the Citadel” he extends his arms out and spins excitedly “This room was once filled with the most powerful and important Time Lords in the whole universe. Do you know where they are now? Cold storage” he lets out a loud maniacal laugh and you just observe him horrified.

“You killed them? They’re… they’re dead?”

“For now”

“Oh of course it would be you wouldn’t it” a familiar voice fills you with relief and you turn to see The Doctor stood in the doorway at the top of the stairs. She looks to you, concern in her eyes “are you okay?” She asks you and you nod. She flashes you a brief small smile then turns her attention back to The Master as she descends the stairs. “What do you want this time? Hm? Was destroying this planet not enough for you?”

“That was just the beginning. The next part, well this is where it gets really good” he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a device. Instantly The Doctor is frozen in place within a white glowing cage, paralysed so she cant even move her head.

“NO!” You jump up and try to get to her but he points a device at you.

“I wouldn’t, if I were you”

“Leave her out of this, you’ve got me you don't need to hurt her” The Doctor almost begs.

“Oh that’s sweet. You actually do care about her don't you” the Master slowly walks over to you, getting his face uncomfortably close to the side of yours. You keep your eyes fixed on the Doc, you don't dare turn to look at him. “Get on your knees”

“Don’t-” The Doctor says but he just points his machine at you and repeats.

“Get. On. Your. Knees.” he growls in your ear and you obey.

“What’s my name?” He asks as he brings the device to your forehead.

“M-Master”

“I cant hear you!” He shouts” What’s my name?”

“Master” you say louder, your voice shaking. You close your eyes tightly, attempting to stop the tears from escaping as you wait to see what he’s going to do.

“You're obedient. That’s good. Now, stay!” He removes the device from your forehead and takes a step back, giving you a warning glance before he turns his attention to The Doctor. “I want to show you something Doctor, something I’ve been working on. You see, I like to experiment and I didn’t know what to do with all these bodies I had lying around so… I upgraded them. Formed an alliance with an old friend of yours to create a new hybrid species. In fact, they should be here any minute now”

In the distance you hear the sound of heavy footsteps getting closer. You look at The Doctor and for once she looks terrified. She mouths to you ‘I’m sorry’ and you feel panic rising in your chest. As the stomping gets closer and closer, filling the room with noise you turn your attention to the entrance in time to see metal men marching into the room in formation. They spread around the sides, completely trapping you in with them. They come to a stop and suddenly the room is silent. Your eyes dart around the room, taking them all in. The identical silver soldiers stand motionless watching you.

“Welcome my friends! I have been waiting for this day for so long. Do you like them Doctor? Y/N? What do you think? Shall we test it out?” He turns and addresses one of the men “shoot him” he points at another. The metal man turns his head to look at the Master, and even though his face is expressionless you can tell he’s questioning him. This angers the Master. “SHOOT HIM!” He erupts and the metal man obeys, turning and shooting the one stood next to him.

“Good dog!” The Master laughs as the now dead man falls to the floor. “Dead. Wait, could it be…”

The dead metal man is suddenly enveloped in golden light as the Master laughs “yes it could!”

The once dead man gets up off the floor and rejoins his place in the line up.

“Behold your new Cybermasters Doctor. All born from you, but led by me! How does that feel? Huh?” He glances over to you then back to her “How does it feel that your precious daughter is about to become one of them?” He clicks his fingers and two Cybermasters march to you and grab you by the arms, pulling you up off the floor.

“NO!” You scream.

“DON’T YOU DARE!” The Doctor yells and the Master walks over, coming face to face with you.

“I know you're scared” he wipes a tear from under your eye and strokes his hand over your cheek in an almost affectionate way “But they’ll take that all away”

“Please-” you beg

“I’m doing this for you Y/N, you're going to be invincible” he grins and waves his hand. The Cybermasters start walking, dragging you out kicking and screaming. The last thing you see as your carried out the room is The Doctor begging and pleading with The Master, who just smiles and waves at you.

— — — —

The Cybermasters lead you down long corridor after long corridor, ignoring your pleas for them to let you go. No matter how much you fight you cant free yourself from their iron grip. Eventually you arrive at a set of doors. One Cybermaster lets go of you and opens the door, while the other pushes you through in front of him into a freezing cold room.

“You will wait here to be upgraded” one of them says before shutting the door, leaving you alone in the dimly lit cold room.

You look around and your heart sinks as you realise you're surrounded by bodies. These must be the leftover Time Lords that haven’t been “upgraded” yet.

“Let me out!! Please!! Someone!!” You frantically try to open the door and when you fail you search the room for another way out. But it’s useless. You're trapped. With your back against the wall you slide down to the floor hugging your knees tightly trying to keep warm as you wait. You wander what the Master is doing, what the Doctor is going through. Will either of you be able to get out of this alive? Then your mind wanders to the fam? Where are they? Are they safe? Will you ever see them again?

After some time you hear the dreaded sound of metal footsteps approaching and the door unlocking. A group of Cybermasters enter the room and start collecting some of the bodies. You stay completely still, frozen in place until one of them marches over to you and pulls you up from your seated position.

“You will be upgraded”

“NO! Please-”

The Cybermaster ignores you and escorts you out of the room, following behind the procession of other Cybermasters. They lead you to another room where the first Cybermaster places a Time Lord body on the table. You watch in horror as they perform the upgrading process, knowing soon it will be your turn. With each successful upgrade your panic grows more and more until finally its your turn.

The Cybermaster holding you pulls you forward toward the table as you kick, scream, beg, do anything you can to try to get away but its no use. You're laid on the table and restrained. You shut your eyes tight and focus on the happy memories you’ve made with The Doctor and the fam as you wait for the process to begin.

Suddenly you hear gunfire and the grip on you is released. You open your eyes in shock and sit up to see all the Cybermasters lying on the floor, “dead”. Looking over to the door you see Ryan and Yaz stood holding guns. They smile at you as Graham pushes past them and runs to you, helping you down off the table.

“Are you okay?” He asks, deeply concerned as he puts an arm around your shoulder and leads you away.

“Yeah” you reply, shaken up and very confused about what is happening “where did you get guns? Never mind, we need to move before they regenerate”

“Before they what?” Ryan says, looking over your shoulder as the golden light begins shining from them.

“I’ll explain later- we need to save The Doctor”

Part Four

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simmeraries · 2 years

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Ren: Part 1

hey world, it’s Ren.

It’s been a shitty few days, that’s for sure. Mom went insane about family portraits, like she does every year, making sure we all went on diets before we got them taken. There was no way in hell she was gonna have her precious middle-class suburban dream family look like they’ve gained a few pounds over Thanksgiving. That would be an aesthetic nightmare for her facebook page. So we all gathered up on the couch while mom had her photographer friend, Ellen, take the most awkward family photos anyone has ever seen.

“Act like you like each other!” Ellen yelled out at us, from behind the tripod, as we all sat in cramped positions on the couch.

“What if we don’t,” Calum giggled out, before Mom gave him a small smack on the back of the head, not hard enough to hurt him, but it got her point across.

“Y’all are the cutest little fam-bam-ily, I have ever seen!” Ellen squeaked, “Say Harmon!” The camera flashed.

The photos turned out okay, nothing to write home about, but my mom certainly would write a long post on her timeline explaining the incredible feats of her children and husband that had happened throughout the year. It was kind of a cute tradition, if you didn’t realize how much of an enormous ego boost she got when she read the comments.

Happy Holidays from the Happy Harmons!

What an amazing year we Harmons have had! Our sweet son, Calum, turned 12 in August and has been absolutely thriving in Junior High! He loves going to Speech and Debate tournaments, and has been doing so well in Humorous Interpretation (Three First Place Trophies!). He also has been on the honor roll, his whole first semester of 7th grade! We are so proud of our funny guy! Our beautiful 17 year old, Abigayle, has been killing it in volleyball and soccer, and she is so excited to start basketball next semester! She has been applying to colleges and already has so many offers for athletic scholarships! We can NOT believe she is a senior this year, but we love her so much and are excited to support her in all of her future endeavors.

My hunky husband, Raymond, is truly a genius and has rocked his office to the core this year with all his new infrastructure changes. Engineers really know. how to think outside of the box, and he is so good at that in and outside of the workplace! I am so proud of my man and am stoked to announce that we will be celebrating 22 years of marriage this year! I love you Ray! I am also very proud of the accomplishments I’ve made in my workplace this year, I have once again been named Realtor of The Year by BBRA, and made a record number of sales this year (beating the previous record, also set by Yours Truly lol!)

And last, but certainly not least, our eldest daughter, Serenity, turned 21 this year and has been working her butt off at a new writing project! She has also been taking some classes at Bay Area Community College. She hopes to finally be able to move out this Summer. We are proud of her too! This year has been so great for my sweet family, and we can’t wait to see what the New Year brings! Have a very Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays!

God Bless, Angelique Mathews-Harmon

I don’t know if you notice the way she talks about me, versus the way she talks about my younger siblings, but it’s certainly... different. Look, I wasn’t always the disappointment child. I used to be on the honor roll in high school, I was captain of the debate team, and Student Body Vice President, I was popular for a nerd, and I was praised heavily on my mom’s yearly facebook Christmas card.

After I graduated, I wanted things to stay the same. My best friend, Emily, and I both got debate scholarships to Britechester University, our dream school, and we decided we were gonna be roomies. For the first few months, things went great, we were eating in the dining halls and riding our bikes to class together. We would spend the evenings gathering evidence for debate practice, and then collaborating on Game of Thrones fanfiction. Emily made way more friends than me, but she never ditched me for them. She would always cancel with her new friends if I wanted to hang out, and never go to any frat parties that I also didn’t want to go to. That was, of course, until she met Desi.

Desi was a senior girl who joined our debate team the last semester of her senior year, because she needed a Fine Art credit. She was president of Tri Pi sorority, and everyone knew about it, especially Emily. Emily had always talked about wanting us to join a sorority, but I always talked her out of it. Maybe I was being selfish, but I knew I would never fit in with all those preppy girls. Yes, my family had a lot of money, but they never spoiled us, and I certainly was never skinny enough or white enough to be considered on of the ‘pretty’ girls at my rich private high school. Emily, though, was. Desi quickly noticed how much interest Emily was taking in her sorority, and asked Emily to come meet the girls at the Mansion for a private tour, and an opportunity to get a bid (if you don’t know, a ‘bid’ is an offer to join the sorority, and in the Spring, they’re very rare.) Emily was so excited and that evening begged me to come with her to the Tri Pi Mansion. I was very against it, but I couldn’t say no to Em’s jay blue puppy-dog eyes. So Emily and I biked across campus to the giant Tri Pi house.

When we got there around 7 pm, we were in awe. Every dorm on campus looked like it had been built in the 70s, but the Tri Pi’s lived in a modern palace. All the walls were painted a blush baby pink, and the floors were tiled in white marble. There was a giant modern kitchen with three fridges, and two stoves. And in the living room, 18 of the girls were sprawled out across an extra long, pink, suede sectional. They were dressed in matching pajamas and drinking cocktails served to them by a private caterer. I felt like I was in a movie, this type of luxury didn’t exist in real life, but there it was right in front of my eyes. When she spotted us, red-headed Desi leaped up off the couch to greet us.

“Emi! You’re here!” She gasped, bounding towards the two of us. “Oh my, and you brought your other freshman friend. I’m so sorry babe, what was your name again?” She widened her smile at me, showing her flawless white teeth, I wondered if it was healthy to bleach your teeth that much.

“Serenity, but everyone calls me Ren.” I kindly stated back to her, thinking maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.

“Oh my god. Serenity is such a pretty name, one of my sisters is named Felicity, and that’s kind of similar!”

“That’s pretty too!” I responded, “Older or younger sister?”

Desi just laughed at me, and so did Emily. I didn’t get the joke. After awhile of them laughing, Emily finally explained.

“Not her biological sister, Ren. Her sorority sister.” The two of them looked back at each other and kept laughing.

The rest of the night continued on like that, Desi and Emily always having something to laugh about that I didn’t fully understand. Desi introduced us to many of the girls, and while Emily seemed to remember all of their names, I couldn’t even recall one if you asked me that night. I wanted to be as nice as I could to all of them, because they were all really nice to me, but I felt so completely out of place. We drank a few Bloody Mary’s and watched the movie Step Sisters, they asked us questions about our majors, and what we wanted to get out of the College Experience (TM), and at about midnight Desi and the rest of the girls sent us home. On our bike ride back to the dorms, I could tell Emily was upset. When we got back in our room, she was full-blown crying.

“What’s wrong, Em?” I asked, after shutting the door.

“They didn’t set up a follow-up interview,” Emily cried, “Everyone knows that during Spring Rush, Tri Pi always does a house tour and a second interview before you get a bid. I can’t believe it. I thought I did everything right!” Emily fell back into her bed, and sobbed into her hands. I was shocked, I had no idea Emily knew or cared that much about getting into Tri Pi.

That night, Emily cried herself to sleep in her bed, while I quietly smiled on the top bunk. I knew it was wrong, but I knew that if Emily and I got into a sorority, our friendship would never be the same. I didn’t want anything to change, I would have been happy if the next four years had been the same as the previous four years before it, just me and Em, debate partners, fanfic authors, and best friends. I fell asleep that night excited to take on the rest of the year with Emily by my side, without Desi or the Tri Pis.

The next morning, I was happy to get this email:

Dear Serenity Harmon,

It was so great meeting you last night! However, it is unfortunate that we will not be able to extend you a bid to Pi Pi Pi Sorority at this time. That being said, you are more than welcome to attempt to rush again next semester. Have an awesome rest of your semester!

Pi Pi Pi President,

Desiree Cast

I giggled at the formality, but I already knew I was not getting a bid, because of the lack of a ‘follow-up interview.’ In the midst of me laughing to myself, Emily popped her head up on the top bunk. She had a shit-eating grin.

“Check your email!” She shrieked.

“I just did,” I responded, “What a bummer.” I faked a frown.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Emily shoved her phone in my face and I read the bright screen.

Dear Emily Piper,

We had such an amazing time with you last night. After talking with the other executive members, we have decided that we would be honored to extend you a bid to Pi Pi Pi Sorority, without a second interview. You are a perfect fit to the Tri Pi mission and you fit in so well! You clearly did your research, and we can tell you will dedicate your whole heart and soul to this organization. Initiation will be on February 11th. Congratulations, Emily, and welcome to Tri Pi!

Tri Pi Love and Mine,

Desi Cast

That was the beginning of the end for me and Emily. A few months later, Emily moved out of our shared dorm room to move into the Tri Pi mansion. I can just imagine her in the silk pink pajamas, letting some frat boy feed her chocolate-covered cherries. At the beginning of sophomore year, she quit the debate team to focus on getting ready for Homecoming. When I asked her how she was gonna be able to pay for school she said that the Tri Pi girls helped her find some scholarships to make up for the one she was losing. Without my debate team partner, and without my best friend, I didn’t do so well in debate anymore. It just wasn’t as fun as it was when Emily and I could practice together. I lost my scholarship the second half of Sophomore year, and had a hard time focusing in any of my classes. Emily still tried to hang out when she could, but, by the end of sophomore year, she never could anymore. I was failing most of my Gen Eds, and since my parents had started paying for everything, they weren’t too happy about how I was wasting their money. They gave me an ultimatum, either come home, or shape up. The thing was, I didn’t want to shape up. I didn’t have any good friends at Britechester, I didn’t have a scholarship, I stayed in my room all day and all night when I wasn’t in class. So, I went home.

And I haven’t left since. When I got back to Brindleton Bay, I started focusing on my fanfiction more and more, and decided that I no longer wanted to be a lawyer, like I was going to school for. Instead, I wanted to be a novelist. Neither of my parents thought that was a good idea, but my mom especially lost it when I told her I wanted to take Creative Writing classes at BACC. She doesn’t approve of any job where you can’t make money immediately, even though it took her 6 years to sell her first house after getting her real estate license. My dad convinced her, though, to let me follow my dreams, despite how wary he was of it himself. Ever since then I’ve been working on my own fantasy novel (loosely based off of the fan fiction that Emily and I used to write together.) I don’t think it’s any good yet, but as I take classes and learn more abut writing, the better I feel like I get, and the more my novel grows.

I don’t hate being back at home. I like being around my siblings, most of the time. Sharing my childhood bedroom with my seventeen year old sister, absolutely sucks, but more for her, than me, I think.

She fought me for days on taking the top bunk when I first moved back in, and even though I felt pretty pissed about it at the time, now I kinda like being able to just collapse on my bed at night instead of having to climb up the ladder. Abi is also rarely home, she’s constantly at some sports practice, or some school activity. I’m also pretty sure she has a boyfriend that neither of my parents know about, but sometimes I hear her giggling on the phone late at night. Abi is much cooler than I ever could have hoped to be at seventeen and absolutely makes sure everyone knows about it.

“Hey, Abi! Cute jacket! Can I borrow it sometime?”

“Don’t be a fucking loser, Ren.”

Abi and I don’t fight, she just kinda makes me feel like an idiot for existing, and honestly, she’s right. But, Abi is not the coolest sibling I have, nor my favorite person in my home, that honor goes to my absolutely perfect younger brother, Calum.

Calum is the funniest, nicest, goofiest kid you have ever met, and I he is the spitting image of my father. He always makes everyone in the room laugh, and never lets anyone feel bad about themselves for any amount of time. I wonder if my dad was like that too, before my mom scratched away his personality with her acrylic nails. Calum is the definition of an empath, he can always tell if you’re upset, and feels it like you do too. He laughs hard, and loves harder, and he is my favorite person in the world. The worst thing about leaving home was leaving him, and the best thing about coming home was being reunited with him. He’s in seventh grade now, though, and I deeply worry that annoying, asshole kids are gonna start beating him down the way they did to me. I’m afraid that his deep love and interest in the world will turn to apathy as soon as some kid calls him a homophobic slur or something. I’ll do everything in my power to protect him from that.

With my rather large and chaotic family, though, shit can get pretty overwhelming. Especially when you’re trying to develop an entire fantasy world in your brain. And the best part about being an adult that lives at home, is I don’t have to ask to leave the house when I want to. Suck on that, Abi.

We live in a Seaside town called Brindleton Bay, and everyday, between my classes or after I get done editing some of my manuscript, I take a walk down to the docks. The Mathews’, my mom’s side of the family, have lived in the Bay for many years, and owned a lot of land next to the ocean. Inheriting this land is what got my mom into real estate in the first place. The family property stretches out long across the shoreline but my favorite part, is the lighthouse. You have to take a dingy or a speedboat to get out to the island where the lighthouse resides, but it’s the most beautiful part of town for sure.

So in the afternoons, I’ll hop in our boat and zip down to the lighthouse, it’s not too far of a trip, and the view is well worth it. I climb up the mountainous staircases to reach the top, and if I time it just perfectly...

I’m there right by sunset.

This is where I come to think, to imagine the rest of the world I’m creating in my book. I don’t know if I’ll ever be a famous fantasy novelist like JRR Tolkien or George RR Martin, or any other old RR man, for that matter. But, I’m certainly trying. I know that my mom is disappointed in me, I know that I am last AND least on her Facebook Christmas Posts. I know that I’ll never be the perfect college student like Emily, I’ll never be the star athlete like Abi, and I’ll certainly never make anyone as happy as Calum makes everyone he meets. But, maybe I can be Ren, and maybe one day I can prove them wrong. Even if that means I have to live at home for a little while. And at least I can be at the light house, alone-

“Ren? Ren Harmon? Is that you?”

#simblr #legacy #the sims 4 #sims #screenshot #storytelling #sims 4 screenshots #sims 4 simblr #gen 1 #ren harmon

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scribeofred · 2 years

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For the TAG Ask game:

10. If the fam HAD to swap Thunderbirds, who would you place with which 'bird?

19. Give me a character and I'll give you a headcanon - For Scott

20, with Alan and John

Thanks <3

Thanks for the questions!

10. If the fam HAD to swap Thunderbirds, who would you place with which ’bird?

Hmm! John and Alan are ostensibly easy—swap them around. But that’s too easy. One version could be...

Scott—Thunderbird Two

John—Thunderbird Four

Virgil—Thunderbird Five

Gordon—Thunderbird Three

Alan—Thunderbird One

And what a different story that would make, hmm?

19. Give me a character and I'll give you a headcanon - For Scott

Possibly this is a good time to let people in on a secret, that being: I don’t really subscribe to blanket headcanons for characters! I’m the sort of writer who will alter characters and backstories slightly for every single story I write because I don’t write with every story taking place in the same universe. Excepting series, every story takes place in its own little bubble universe, possibly but not necessary bumping up against my other stories. With that said, I tend to approach most of my TB fics with the subliminal thought of Scott eventually ending up marrying Penelope somewhere within that story’s timeline. This tendency has thrown multiple monkey wrenches into superpower AU specifically.

20. Send me two characters and I'll tell you which one I think is... for John and Alan:

· Most afraid of the dark—John merely because I am now taken with the deep and intriguing irony of an extremely accomplished astronaut being afraid of the dark. I should write that.

· Putting off homework/paperwork—Alan, precious darling. I get it, video games are more fun anyway.

· Going off the grid for fun—I am torn. I’m going to say both. They plan hiking and camping trips together to get away from it all.

· Reading Jane Austen in their spare time—Is John funnier or Alan? I don’t know, I’ve never read her books before, gasp.

· Going to move off Tracy Island first—Alan according to TAG canon, also Alan in my own little headspace universe.

· Secretly replacing Grandma's cooking—John. Absolutely.

· Taking all the family photographs—John. Cataloguer at heart.

· Planning a picnic for the next sunny day—Neither, Gordon’s the one who plans the picnics and drags along whichever person needs it most whoever is currently around.

ask me about Thunderbirds!

#druidx #red replies #thunderbirds are go

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incorrect-ikevamp-quotes · 3 years

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IM SO SORRY THAT I SENT YOU A SUCH A SAD SONG BUT NEVERTHELESS I LOVED READING YOUR THOUGHTS & TAGS (AS ALWAYS<3) tho if it makes it better at all (& since you say you like music recs) there are a few songs that actually remind me of comte — and not all of them are so sad ! ^^;;

others include ‘The Sore Feet Song’ by Ally Kerr (“I wandered ancient lands to hold, just you…/And every single step of the way, of pain/Every single night and day,/I searched for you”) and ‘English Rose’ by The Jam (“I've been to ancient worlds/I've scoured the whole universe/And caught the first train home/To be at her side”) ALSO the song ‘The Fear You Won't Fall’ by Joshua Radin really specifically reminds me of (ISAAC ROUTE SPOILERS) the misunderstanding where isaac thinks mc doesn’t like him back and they stop talking etc,,, qq

again ily LOTS & hope you’re having a vv wonderful day !!!💖 also sorry to send such long asks sdjsdjsdj feel free to summarise ahh

All good!! I loved it haha, I’m glad you enjoyed my reaction! 💖💖💖

And these songs make me so softe??? My goodness they’re all so sweet ;-; and so fitting; I always loved the implication in Comte’s content that he’s been just sort of wading through his life/time until he found the one person he loved more than anyone else 😭 💕💕💕 (I’m a closet die-hard romantic, sue me). Like straight up the exquisite hurt/comfort psychic damage “I'm tired and I'm weak, but I'm strong for you.” did????? I have no words, that’s just so Comte-core and I am unable to Cope^TM. And the mellow steadfast quality of the tunes remind me of him too (I feel like he’s just a very measured man in general? Like even if he feels intensely sometimes, by nature he prefers to take his time and assess carefully.)

Tbh I also love “English Rose” bc it’s just giving me such Wedding ES flashbacks??? Basically Comte tells her about how he had gone to so many weddings, and when he was living in England he picked up a certain tradition that he wanted to try if he ever found somebody. And I’m just so many levels of Tender inside at the thought of him traveling the world for so long, and while he probably did enjoy his travels and learned a lot--there was always a distinct loneliness at the same time “Caught the wild wind home/To hear her soft voice speak”. I think one of the most touching things about Comte for me is that he’s very much a man that has spent so long wandering that all he really wants is a place and people to call home. It’s one of the things I truly love about him so much, how he values the people around him...(too many thoughts and they’re all filled with Comte ahkjldkjh)

My god tho the Isaac song is killing me slowly inside AUGH, you can just feel the longing in it??? This is definitely how that misunderstanding seemed to me--being in the same place mentally in a way, but feeling so divided/estranged otherwise ;-; Isaac is too precious “Thought being alone/Was better than, was better than.../I miss you more than I should, more than I thought I could” I feel like it really captures how much he isn’t familiar with something like this, and doesn’t really know how to understand it entirely?? But it still weighs on him and he doesn’t want to just give it all up without a fight either...Oh to be full of bittersweet tender feels on this Thursday evening 😭❤️❤️❤️ (don’t get me started on how the harmonizing straight up took me out like jesus christ I did not see that coming and it hurts so good)

Haha ily3 fam!!! Always a pleasure to chat with you, you’re always welcome here 💞💞💞 I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day too, tysm for the recs!!! :D

#asks #pls dw i loved reading your ask it was no trouble <333 #it's reminding me of all the reasons i love these two boyos and im Softe Like Mash Potat #god esp bc i just played the first chapters of jeanne's rt and my heart MY H E A R T #comte insisting on wanting to make sure she's safe and happy ;-; SOMEONE HOLD ME IM GONNA BAWL MY EYES OUT #isaac being so upset he almost hurt her and BEGGING for a chance to explain???#the way he just so sincerely hung his head and asked for her to believe him #YALL IM GONNA EXPLODE THIS AINT EVEN YALL'S RT I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE SWEETNESS IM GONNA GET CAVITIES #like yes comte and isaac are absolute sweethearts and i'm not taking ANY criticism bye #may you thrive with your big brain and sweet energy <333 #rambles #not incorrect quotes

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doctorthasmin · 4 years

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They’re walking back to the Tardis, the Doctor chatting away to her fam about the multitude of uses for bat poop when seemingly out of nowhere a plant explodes next to her, dousing her in pollen. She scrunches her face, sneezing instantly as she turns away.

“Did you see that? Felt like the little bugger was waiting for me.” The Doctor grumbles taking the wet wipe Yaz offers her to clean her face.

“Bad luck Doc, you don’t get hay fever do you?” Graham asks as they start moving again towards the Tardis.

“Hay fever? Of course not, I’m one of the most robust beings in the universe I’ll have you know.” The Doctor sniffs, grabbing her keys to let the fam in.

“Is that why Yaz cuts the crust off your sandwiches then?” Ryan asks sniggering as Yaz rolls her eyes.

The Doctor tuts at him as they trudge in, shaking their jackets off and hanging them up on the new ‘fam’ coat rail.

“No, she does that because she’s sweet Ryan.” The Doctor sings sneezing again once more, before tapping him on the nose smiling at him.

Approximately one hour later the Doctor is bundled up with as many blankets as she can find in the den, she feels all warm, snug, cuddly and loving. She’s not entirely sure why, Yaz is at the bottom of the sofa, pouring over her police procedure textbooks making notes as she usually does. But this time she feels a strong surge of affection push her arm out of her blanket burrito to gently tuck a stray strand of Yaz’s hair behind her ear.

“Hey space girl.” Yaz murmurs not looking up from her textbook as she chewed the end of her pen in thought. The Doctor smiles, just watching as Yaz’s brow knits itself into a look of confusion as she re-reads a passage. The Doctor lets her hand linger next to her face before looking up as Graham wanders in, his mid afternoon snack on a small plate in one hand, a mug of tea in the other.

“How’s the studying going Yaz?” Graham asks sitting down on the opposite sofa sighing as he finally had a moment to enjoy his tea.

“Not bad, just realised my dad commits about eight traffic violations on the way to work, must remember to tell him.” Yaz kids, making a little doodle of her dad in the corner of her notes.

“Doesn’t surprise me darling, being a bus driver you see the whole spectrum of driving abilities.” Graham says through a hefty bite of his sarnie. He flashes the Doctor a grin as she moves over to his sofa with all her blankets, sitting down next to him, staring lovingly.

“You’re a wonderful man Graham.” The Doctor says warmly, leaning her head into his shoulder smiling like a polite cat. Graham swallows, smiling back at her.

“Aw thanks Doc, I’m not giving you any of my sarnie though, I asked if anyone wanted one you all said no.” Graham reiterates as the Doctor just smiles at him from her little blanket cocoon.

“You feeling okay Doctor?” Yaz asks gently, looking up from her notes to see the Doctors eyes a little shiny with emotion. She nods, grinning as Ryan enters the den balancing a plate of Oreos and a glass of milk. He promptly plonks himself down next to Yaz ready to dunk his first biscuit.

“I love you, fam.” The Doctor says softly, causing Ryan to halt his dunking shifting his gaze to Yaz.

“Everything okay?” Ryan asks Yaz out the side of his mouth, Yaz frowns moving her textbooks off her lap, catching the Doctor’s heartfelt expression.

“What’s up?” Graham asks, nudging his elbow into her side as she looks over at him glassy eyed.

“Just love you guys that’s all. Also I think perhaps that pollen I was showered with is inhibiting my emotional regulation, I just feel all the love and warmth I have for you guys, it’s a bit overwhelming.” The Doctor whimpers, still smiling as Graham grins ruefully, putting his arm around her shoulder squeezing her into his side.

“Aw Doc, you should see me after two pints of stout, love the world me.” Graham jokes making her chuckle as Ryan breathes a sigh of relief dunking his biscuit and handing it over to her. This sets off a few minutes of tears, mainly about how wonderful biscuits are and how sweet and thoughtful Ryan is.

“Well turns out you were right.” Ryan whispers to Yaz a couple of hours later as Graham and the Doctor flick through photos of their adventures choosing which ones to print.

“About what?” Yaz whispers back, sneaking a biscuit when he wasn’t looking.

“The Doctor is a precious cinnamon roll after all.” Ryan teases as Yaz blushes to her ears smacking his shoulder.

I’ve seen all sorts of pollen fics on AO3 but I wanted to put a bit of a wholesome spin on the idea 😂 So alas you get soft Doc who loves her fam! As always your replies, reblogs and tags are always appreciated! ❤️

#doctor who #thirteenth doctor #incorrect who #thasmin #13th doctor #doctorthasmin stories

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