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Luigi is just always in awe of anything his brother says tbh
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vulgar03 · 29 days
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doodles + music hcs/what i think they’d listen too hehe..
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profoundbondfanfic · 6 months
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The Romance of the Daisy
The Romance of the Daisy ~ a fairly tale by Maldoror_Chant Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 30k
That title is a lie, there’s nothing romantic or fantastical about prince Castiel's life whatsoever. Married off to king Dean for political reasons, his role is to manage the castle and help raise prince Ben, the son of Dean’s first wife. Lisa was the one Dean truly loved, her loss years ago bereaved the entire kingdom. Castiel is a pale replacement nobody cares for much unless they have a problem or something to complain about. Castiel, for his part... well, it was stupid to fall in love with his husband, but he’s always been a dunce and an embarrassment according to Michael. Why change now. Then Dean’s sister by marriage, Queen Eileen, decides to show Castiel what his true place in the castle is… … and maybe he is in a romance and a fairy tale after all. Just a little bit.
There is just something about a fairytale/arranged marriage setting for me, you know? 😊 It hits me right in the spot!
In this particular case we have Castiel who has been married to the king, Dean, for quite a while now. He knows it’s merely for political reasons and that his husband as well as the whole country are still hung up on his true love, Lisa, who passed away years ago. Castiel is very aware of everything and he has accepted the truth, even though it hurts. Even though he, foolish as he is, managed to fall in love with Dean somewhere along the way anyway.
And so he spends his days, secretly pining for his husband, dealing with the man’s stubborn son who isn’t shy on voicing his displeasure about Castiel’s mere existence on a daily manner, and running the country to the best of his abilities. Until the day everything is turned upside down … 
This story is just a wonderful fairytale that pulls you right in! Castiel has come to terms with his fate as a political pawn and subpar replacement at Dean’s side. After all, he has learned from an early age that he would never be destined for anything else anyway, so why dream unnecessarily and make yourself even more miserable?
But after events begin to unravel he suddenly realizes that there might be people out there who care about him way more than he anticipated. And not just the kingdom’s subjects and the castle’s staff but the very family he married into. Foremost Dean himself who gets sick with worry when Castiel’s fate stands in the balance.
So if this premise appeals to you just as much as it does to me, don’t hesitate to click on the link! I promise, you won’t regret it 😊
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sapphiretears444 · 6 months
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i love the feeling of starting a new book! 📖
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zootopiathingz · 8 months
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Mario: From now on, we will be using code names. You can address me as ‘Eagle One.’ Pauline, code name ‘Been There, Done That.’
Mario: Peach is ‘Currently Doing That.’ *high fives Peach*
Mario: Daisy is ‘It Happened Once In A Dream.’
Mario: Toad, code name ‘If I Had To Pick A Non-Human Species.’
Mario: Luigi is…’Eagle Two.’
Luigi: Oh, grazie a dio.
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cherrygh0sted · 11 months
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“Everything that made Daisy burn, made me burn. Everything I loved about the world, Daisy loved about the world. Everything I struggled with, Daisy struggled with. We were two halves. We were the same.”
𝗗𝗔𝗜𝗦𝗬 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗘𝗦 & 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗜𝗫 (2019)
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gyulovly · 1 year
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bc i lit cant get enough and they deserve all the recognition in the world ;w;
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choi soobin * ੈ♡‧₊˚
softie by @r-kived
you guys dont understand HOW MUCH I CRUMBLED. LITERALLY FELL TO PIECES AT SOFTDOM!SOOB hhhhhhhhhh the type of oneshot i’d give anything to be able to reread for the first time again ૮꒰ ˊᗜˋ ꒱ა
wrapped in gold by @heartchoi
fucking whipped when i read this; one of my favourite birthday oneshots dedicated to soobin (❁ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)
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* ੈ♡‧₊˚ choi yeonjun
keep eating by @bb-eilish
not smut but def suggestive. im an absolute simp for anything that kay puts out especially all her reactions ʚ(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ
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choi beomgyu * ੈ♡‧₊˚
airport crush by @boba-beom
hdhshsdh to put it simply i’ll never look at airport bathrooms the same and i’m ever so patiently waiting on my knees for that part two involving yeonjun ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ഒ
one way by @rosewould
excellent 2 parter, highly recommended and im not much of an enemies to anything type of person losjsjs i adore rose’s ability to articulate and create storylines that mesh so well to the plot. if theres ever a part three i’d like everyone to known IM DROPPING EVERYTHING TO READ IT ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و
the urge by @that-one-hyunjin-stan
first of all roommate dynamics always have me weak in the knees but this one just takes the cake losjdjsjs i couldnt when gyu offered to help out reader (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)
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* ੈ♡‧₊˚ kang taehyun
stress relief by @rosewould
on my journey of enemies based story, i stumbled upon another work by rose hhhhhhhhh part one was great but part two had me SCREAMING theres so many areas i wanna touch and talk about especially the dialogue (ugh chefs kisses) but i’ll refrain because i dont wanna put spoilers (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.゚
stress relief by @that-one-hyunjin-stan
was absolutely gobsmacked reading this one as it was my first taehyun smut losjdjs the way he was depicted and the way it was written- i essentially died⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾
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huening kai: * ੈ♡‧₊˚
(⁎′̥̥̥ ⌑ ‵̥̥̥) empty….
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cherievol6 · 1 year
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California Dreamin'
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summer nights as an up and coming seventies rock band
word count: <1000
warnings: swearing, moustaches
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"Marco, if you don't stop messing with that needle-"
"I'm not!" Marco screeches in defence from behind his new porn stache, lifting his hands up in a surrendered position when Harry saunters over to his new record player and stands in front of it protectively. You giggle quietly at their behaviour, squinting as you watch the boys squabble from the patio doors. Harry had saved money from his first released record to buy this Technics player, so he was feeling precious about it. He'd only really let you fiddle with it, but you always saw him monitoring you over your shoulder.
Melanie stalks down the rich oak stairs in her new bootleg jeans she found in a small charity shop back home, her worn down guitar in hand and a notebook. She wrote the best songs on her oldest guitar. You'd said to Harry a few years ago that you believed everyone's instrument is supernaturally bound to them in some way. You were both pretty high at time.
"God, Melanie. I miss my jeans so much." You whine.
"As if you're not looking unbelievably sexy on that garden chair over there. Marco, here, come and get the gorgeous pregnant woman a drink, would you?" Melanie replies, leaning to kiss you on the cheek and propping her things on the cream sofas. She snatches her scarf from over the lamp in the living room and ties it around her neck.
"Is this gorgeous pregnant woman in the room with us?- Ow! I'm messing, you miserable old sod." Marco sends you a wink but is quickly reprimanded by a swat to the head by your man, who was intensely inspecting his Bowie vinyl for scratches. You quietly giggle, knowing yours and Marco's relationship was playful and unserious, though you really liked Harry's protectiveness.
"Talk bad about my missus again and I'll rip that monstrosity clean off." Harry points to Marco's moustache before patting his cheek heavily, looking over at you with a glint in his eye. You grin, pretending that didn't make you slightly turned on. You were pregnant, it was hard not to be turned on by anything Harry did. Especially when he was wearing his maroon corduroy trousers and just a tank top, cigarette hanging from his lips and a glass of whiskey in the other. Your hand rests over your bump covered by an airy white summer dress, and Harry looks at you from across the room like you hung every star in the sky.
Marco appears by your side with a cloudy lemonade and you smile, grabbing his hand in a thank you and shifting on your garden chair to feel more comfortable. Harry had rented this place for your stay in Malibu whilst you, him and the rest of the band wrote their new album, but sometimes you secretly wished you could live here forever. Large veranda doors that open wide to let the setting sun in, beautiful oak walls and avocado coloured marble on the kitchen floor. You could sit and write every day here.
"What's on your mind, my pretty lady?" Harry's deep voice is smooth like treacle in your ears. You glance over to where he's situating himself on the other outdoor chair, stubbing out his cigarette now that he's next to you. Opal coloured sunglasses cover his eyes, and his hair remains slightly more grown out than usual. He always looked like this when he wasn't doing shows, kind of rugged, rockstar-ish. You loved it.
"I love this house, so much." You breathe. He grasps your hand and kisses it softly, holding it there as he sighs contentedly, glancing over at the skyline and the sun creeping behind. An orange glow sets over the small house and you smile, observing Marco and Melanie trying to light the old barbecue that must have been at least ten years old. Harry's hand creeps up your leg under your white summer dress, slipping it over his knee so he can run his hand up and down - brushing over your ankles every so often.
"How the fuck do you where these when you're pregnant?" He fiddles with the strap of your brown wedged heels.
"Just 'cause I'm pregnant doesn't mean I can't still dress nicely. You know, I found a column in the paper back home by this young'un called Sophie Clark. She writes little fashion pieces at college. She's dedicated a section to me every week. 'The stylish lead starlet of The Saffron'. I need to keep up appearances." You muse, fiddling with the large thin hoop earrings that Harry had gifted you just the day before.
He leans down and kisses your shin, before travelling his hand to your bump unconsciously. "I know. I read it sometimes when you're away at your writing sessions back home and I can't see you. Need to know what you're wearing so I can picture taking it off you--"
You give him a knowing look, and he closes his mouth immediately with a mischievous look. His hand moves in gentle circles over your stomach and you revel in the feeling. It quite literally could not get any better than this. A warm, summer evening in California, the smell of incense coming from inside the house. The hum of The Mamas and Papas travelling from the turntable speakers.
"We're gonna write some good shit here, guys." You inhale. Harry hums and reaches for his notepad on the ground next to the chair, flipping it open and writing something down pensively.
"You found a muse already?" You try and peek and he laughs, slamming the leather bound book shut and grabbing your hand to plant a kiss.
"Just feeling inspired. Entranced. In love." He murmurs and closes his eyes, "I've got all of my muse right here in my hand."
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heyyyyy!!! so i've kind of created a new lil universe after watching daisy jones and falling into a hole of 70s obsessions again. lmk if you'd like more little blurbs from these characters. I introduce you to The Saffron. my own little seventies rock band.
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onemorecoffeeshopau · 6 months
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I finally uploaded the mothjon au I wrote ages ago for a friend. It's some very sporadic magnus archives content in between my posting mainly joey batey as jaskier lmao.
It features:
Martin, Basira and Daisy running a youtube channel
Moth Jon
the North
eye powers
s1 -> s4 jon contrast
and more!
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iamaboredpotatonugget · 5 months
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Best Mama May Fics
A new recruit mistakes Daisy and May as mother and daughter. Nothing Daisy can say will convince him otherwise, and it kind of hurts to try.
She’d missed the tremors, the faint rumbling of the floor that shook the bed and rattled the drawers of the dresser. She knew it could only come from one place: Daisy.
After catching a bullet to the leg on a mission gone awry, Melinda May begrudgingly directs her protégé to the nearest safe place while they wait for extraction. Daisy is thrilled.
Skye gets hurt on a mission and needs surgery to fix her arm. The anaesthetic makes her distressed and there's only one person she wants to make her feel better; enter Mama May.
May and Daisy take a trip off base, but encounter somebody from Daisy's past in the foster homes.
After having been away on her 'vacation', May returns to find a very different Skye to the one who she had left after the incident with the inhumans on the ship. In all the chaos and the clean up in the aftermath, not to metion her best friend being swallowed by a big alien stone, Daisy has been flung into emotional turmoil and has turned to a very dangerous coping technique to keep her above the water.
“It’s not an order. The next few weeks, or months, or however long you decide to take off for is your vacation time, and I’m not going to try to make you spend it any way you don’t want to.” Coulson stood and took a few steps closer to her. “Skye… it’s crazy sometimes, how much she reminds me of you.” He looked away, his eyes sad and far away. “They all remind me of us, before…” he didn’t finish. He didn’t have to.
“Before life happened,” Melinda finished solemnly. “You’re afraid this is her Bahrain.” Her voice was quiet and rough as she looked at him. When he finally looked her in the eye, May suddenly felt very old. And tired. God, she was tired.
May wants Daisy to come see the house she's bought in preparation for her post at the Academy. Daisy doesn't want to go because it feels like acknowledging the end of something. May has a surprise that makes Daisy see it differently.
After the events on the Illiad, Skye's still recovering from almost dying at the hands of Jiaying. A heavily medicated Skye and an amused May face facts: May's a much better mother to Skye than Jiaying ever was. Fluff ensues.
And within the four walls of a bedroom that is not hers, she will allow herself to fall apart. She will allow herself to break, but she will put herself back together before the sun rises and in the morning she will go about her day as if she isn't missing a part of herself.
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cigarrw-s · 3 months
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How To Have Sex (2023) dir. Molly Manning Walker
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tremorsmackenzie · 8 months
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i need a fic in my life where jiaying survives 7x10 and her and daisy talk about what nathaniel revealed to her. cause. catharsis.
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theroseandthebeast · 4 months
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Yuletide 2023 Recs, Batch Two
17 recs for Castlevania: Nocturne, The Chronicles of Riddick, Crimson Peak, Critical Role / EXU Calamity, Daisy Jones & The Six, The Devil Went Down To Georgia, Dracula, Dungeons and Dragons: Honor Among Thieves
The Safety of Abstaining, Courteously, Olrox/Original Male Character + Mizrak/Olrox
Love is a dangerous thing for all vampires. It makes them vulnerable. Olrox has had the misfortune of experiencing this first hand. He is not doing that again.
Strange Allies, Olrox/Mizrak + Mizrak/Richter Belmont
Mizrak can’t figure out why Richter Belmont is still alive.
Three Principles, Dame Vaako/Vaako
Society among the Necromongers is cruel and ruthless. Death is the natural order of things, and life is to be endured. This is the story of the man and woman who would become Lord and Dame Vaako. Don't forget: you keep what you kill.
Blood in the Snow, Lucille Sharpe/Thomas Sharpe
Before the house, there was the earth, and the blood.
tempter or the tempted, Asmodeus the Lord of the Nine Hells/Zerxus Ilerez
“The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?” - William Shakespeare Zerxus won't give up trying to save Asmodeus. Asmodeus won't stop trying to damn Zerxus.
You Wanna Try That Again?, Billy Dunne/Daisy Jones
There are so many lines in the sand between Daisy and Billy - boundaries they won't cross, words they won't say, urges they won't give into. Right up until they do.
The Devil Went Down to Georgia Station, Gen, The Devil & Johnny
Me, I was just about ready to play the fool myself when the Devil arrived. You see, the sector sheriff had died a little while back, and the spaceways were so infested with bandits that no law-abiding ship dared to fly. The bandits didn't come stop at Georgia Station for a drink and a fiddler either—nobody comes down here unless they've got a resupply contract, for there's only one safe route in. I was feeling my old wanderlust, what with being cooped up in one place for so long, and besides my free meals were getting smaller by the day. That's why, when the Devil came sauntering into the station's only saloon and slid into the booth across from me, bringing out her fiddle from Devil-knows-where, I listened when she made me a deal.
The Calm before the Storm, Gen, The Captain of the Demeter
The Demeter's log was not the only tale of note to be found upon the ship.
Sanguine, Gen, John Seward
John is having bad dreams. Most of all, he dreams that Quincey might not be as dead as everyone thinks he is.
Into That, Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar
Edgin returns the Helmet of Disjunction. Xenk rewards him.
Not Certainty, But Hope, Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar
In which Xenk proposes. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to need you to repeat that," Edgin said. "I have come here to ask your hand in marriage," Xenk said in that annoyingly calm voice, like dropping in on someone at their local pub and asking them to marry you was just like popping next door and asking for a cup of sugar from the neighbor, "that we might infiltrate a temple of Ilmater and discover the means by which so many happy couples have disappeared."
Deception Check, Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar
Ed had lied a lot. Did lie a lot. There was a lot of lying, was his point. But the trouble and the lying did not typically involve Xenk Yendar, and this was proving to be the problem. (or, Edgin Darvis attempts to lie and rolls a one.)
Legends & Lore, Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar
Xenk gets truth potioned and doesn't say anything interesting at all.
Ink of the Covenant, Gen, Edgin Darvis & Holga Kilgore
Holga and Edgin get drunk. Edgin gets a tattoo. Standard 8th day in Targos, really.
it's a (fake) love story, baby (just say yes), Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar
“Back up,” Edgin said. “Explain how that’s connected to me going with you to a wedding.”
Perception Check (Roll for Romance), Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar
"I bet Xenk fucks like a metronome, too. You know." Holga makes a highly suggestive, repetitive gesture. "In, out. In, out. No variation. Same exact rhythm every time. Boring." Edgin stares at her, torn between horror and fascination. "You've really thought about this, huh?" (So has he. Unfortunately.)
you'll find us in the meadowland, Edgin Darvis/Xenk Yendar
Xenk let himself in with a slow turn of his key in the lock. The obedient door let out not a solitary creak or groan. It had better not; he plied the thing with oil as often as he cleaned any of his gear. There was a little moonlight seeping in through the window - enough to see the shape of the man rifling through his things. He was standing at Xenk’s desk, tucked into the corner and lined by shelves stacked with holy texts. Not his most valuable, of course - he wouldn’t be so careless as to keep the most precious of his collection here - but any one of them would feed a hungry man for a few days, at least. And yet this man wasn’t hungry, and he was no ordinary thief. Xenk judged this not only by the strong slope of his shoulders and broad back and the fine weave of his coat but also by the fact that he had recently been awarded the highest honours the Lord of Neverwinter could bestow. No, Edgin could want for nothing; even he could not have spent his rewards so quickly. There was only one explanation. This was an affliction of the soul.
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captainquake42 · 8 months
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Anyone have any fanfic recs where Daisy joined the avengers and isn't a cry baby with 0 control over her powers? One where she isn't, somehow Tony's kid and where she stays single through most of the fic?
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cosmicqvake · 7 months
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I honestly wish we got to see what transpired in the year between S5 and S6, with Daisy, Jemma, Piper and Davis in space. I would’ve loved to see them adventure through the galaxy and go to all those crazy planets/places on their mission to find Fitz. It would’ve been so neat to get to see all the different planets and people they encountered, and have some mini subplots about it and such, as well as possibly work through Jemma’s grief, and other big feelings that weren’t discussed in the insanity that was S5 (eg. maybe Daisy’s stance on Fitz after his psychic split and her working through that to forgive him- as the Fitz they inevitably get back would have no memory of it and such, as well as literally everything else). I’m genuinely sad we’ll never get that. It could’ve been so cool.
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