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drjohndisco · 2 months
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Title: Waves
Pairing: Fern/John (established relationship)
Word Count: 300+
Warnings: mentions of death, incorrect assumption of suicidal ideation.
Summary: In a quiet moment John finds out more about Fern.
[A/N] Fern died when they drowned, so that's why they have that unidentifiable connection to the sea.
‘What are you doing up here?’ John asked.
Fern was sitting with their hands held tightly to the rock of the base’s balcony railing, swinging their legs slowly.
‘You know that feeling you get when there’s a high ledge, and they can't help getting an urge to jump?’ They replied, not turning towards him. Their voice tinged with a slight sense of melancholy. 
‘...What?’ He asked.
‘Like,’ Fern continued. ‘I have to imagine it’s like how you feel when you’re piloting a plane; flying a million miles high. Away from everyone. The plane keeps you safe, but you can’t help but wonder. What if…’
‘Fern, please don’t.’
‘Oh, no! It’s not like that.’ They clarified hurriedly, hearing the desperation in John’s voice. 
‘I don't want to die again, that certainly wasn't a pleasant experience the first time. It’s just…the legacy of The Ancients is so overwhelming. Like it’s pressing down on me. But then, when I look at the ocean, it’s,’ Fern sighed then. ‘Well, I don’t know, really. But, whenever I feel unsteady or alone, it balances me. Acts as an anchor.’
‘I see.’ 
(He did not.)
‘No, you don’t, Sheppard.’ Fern laughed, seeing right through him. ‘You don’t even properly understand what an Ancient is. But, if you come over here, maybe you’ll understand what I mean about the rest of it.’
So he wandered over to where they were seated, now standing close enough to them to hear the soft sound of the waves. 
‘You’re cold. Do you want my jacket?’
‘Yes, please.’ Fern said. 
John then shrugged his jacket off and wrapped it around their shoulders.
‘Thank you.’ Fern said, moving their left hand over and placing it on top of his. ‘Can you feel it now?’
(He could. It was like he could feel it in his bones.)
‘Yeah, I can feel it now.’ John agreed, smiling. ‘Thank you, Fern.’
(How had he ever gone without this back home?
How had he ever gone without them?)
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tidekissed · 1 month
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left unsaid, unsaid no more
pairing: n harmonia and zale
word count: 945
warnings: allusions to past mortal peril
notes: there's like. Lore. mentioned in this. if you are curious i am happy to explain but if not this should be pretty readable without knowing.
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hibiscusbabyboy · 4 months
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Carnival Connie
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emojiturtledaily · 2 years
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Day 468: 🐢 & 🎡
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babytickz · 13 days
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m wanna. crawl in. cgs lap and. fall aslep. and then. we eat chicken nugets together :3
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berru-imou · 17 days
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Hinako Kagura
神楽ひなこ Princess for life 2024.3.15 👑💕🎡
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Vance hopper hcs (pt 7) [dating hcs!]
(warning this was not proof read and i am tired)
general hcs:
the relationship would either have to be you guys being friends first or growing close and then dating, he needs to trust the person 110% before he can date them
has a bit of a player rep because of self-distructive tendencies (using girls to distract, etc)
if you're a guy it'll take a lot of reassuring his internalized homophobia and working through that together as well. some times it'll be fine but then it'll hit harder than ever before, straining the relationship a LOT
pushes a lot of potential partners away because he doesn't allow himself to feel emotions and puts up lots of walls. if you truly want to date him it'll be a lot of work for the both of you to make it work
who he tends to go for:
I'm gonna be honest he tends to go for ladies a lot, and finds himself crushing on them more often
there will be guys who catches his attention every so often
unfortunately, he tends to go after straight guys a lot and shoves his feelings aside-
tends to like femininity in guys a lot, just subtle features
very much likes someone who compliments his personality a lot
likes muscles,, like- well defined ones, muscle tone etc etc. enough said
piercings will make him fold twice as fast, tattoos though? folds instantly/j
in public:
ride or die. legit just ride or die.
someone talks shit about you, you dating him, or makes a rude comment/remark whatever? already going after them. you literally don't even have to ask
not very lovey-dovey in public. prefers handholding, pinkies interlocking, subtle touches, hands in each other's pockets, giving you his jacket
speaking of his jacket, he does, in fact, expect it back sorry not sorry
lots of staring- not in like- a creepy way LMAO just like- admiring from a distance yk
dates don't usually happen either sorry, will take you out if you asked or something special was happening
despite being not very lovey-dovey he is very possessive and gets jealous easily, usually the reason why he gets into fights over you (besides remarks from other people about you)
in private:
boundaries are tbh one of the first things discussed in the start of y'alls relationship, he doesn't want to fuck it up
lays out ground things, stating a lot that "hey i don't have much money so i can't buy you things" and "i don't like showing a lot of affection in public" as well as "i have a lot of mood swings and we will fight at one point, maybe even a lot"
warns you a lot that you can leave him at any time very early in the relationship
once you date for longer he'd probably let you paint his nails... if he was dead asleep LMAO
honestly though if you asked and he was whipped enough he'd probably let you paint like,, a pinkie yk. nothing else though
you can touch his hair but only with a lot of coaxing. braiding it? it's fine just take it out after. ponytail? also fine, might keep it in
man was raised with MANNERS, would never lay a hand on you (fem/neu/masc doesn't matter)
tends to have more patience with you but with his short fuse fights tend to happen often but they're never screaming matches or physical
if it does progress too far? he's driving or walking out saying he needs space and he'll come back in an hour or longer depending on what it was
flowers are rare, only for anniversaries/birthdays/etc. he is not from a high economic class, man does not have a lot of cash on him nor does his family
lots of movie dates in though, watching horror movies on purpose to see your reactions, tease you whenever you get scared
a lot more affectionate in private, more touches, hugs, etc
you will get crushed by him constantly, puts his full body weight on you. no mercy.
very cuddly, less so when manic episodes arrive but when depressive ones do? all he really wants to do is hold you and just kinda be in the silence
also early morning cuddles are indeed a thing and he WILL force you to stay 5, 10, 15, or more minutes with him. responsibilities be damned
as you get more serious he'd probably give you smaller, more personal things, as gifts. honestly probably random shit he found too that he found cool-
if the idea of kids was ever brought up he'd entertain the idea somewhat but shut it down until way later
he has lots of self-doubt so a lot of the relationship is saying "yes I still love you Vance" and "no I'm not going to leave you Vance"
he honestly appreciates you more than he can ever say, "i love you" doesn't ever seem "big" enough of a phrase to say
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anni1600 · 21 days
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You'd go on an aquarium friend date with me??? 🥹
YOU'RE SO SWEET 😖💙
Of course! I'd love to!! I might end up sketching you while you look at some fishies at some point if that's alright with you haha
As a treat:
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YOURE SO SWEET TOO💜💜💜💜
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starwbi · 28 days
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☆ my name's millie !! ^_^ welcome to my blog !!! 💫
i'm a silly little thing who loves to laugh and have fun. i love fma, law of talos, trolls, mlp, transformers, vocaloid, rainbows, cats, etc 🩷 :3
more abt is here, enjoy ur stay, have a great day :D
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mangoposts · 2 months
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lowkey wanna talk dirty to you in spanish - 🎡
I’d fold
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si-lo-crees-lo-creas · 7 months
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drjohndisco · 4 months
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Tease | John Sheppard/Gender Neutral!Reader)
Summary: In which John is distracting, and meetings start slow.
Warnings: none
Notes: I am not immune to John and his cringe fail charms!!
( Ao3 Link )
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'I swear, if you do that one more time!' You yelled at John, who was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.
'Do what?' John asked, tilting his head sideways inquisitively.
'Oh, you know exactly what I'm talking about. You're just doing this to tease me.'
'Come over here and tell me then.' He flirted. 'You know, just in case I forgot.'
So, you moved around the conference table. You were now directly under his gaze, positioned at chest height.
Your eyes flicked to his mouth and them back again, breath catching in your throat. Then, much to your chagrin, he bit his damn lip again.
But, before you could do anything (like, say, kiss your partner) you were interrupted by a loud cough from Rodney (who was in the seat next to your now-empty one.)
'If you two are finished making eyes at each other we have a meeting to get on with.' Rodney said.
(If you were being entirely honest with yourself you'd forgotten he was even there...zoning him out ages ago.)
'Yeah? On whose-' You asked.
'That would be mine.' Elizabeth replied, as she came up behind John. 'Now, please, sit down so we're able to continue.'
'Yes, Ma'am.' John said, letting her into the conference room before taking a chair and sitting down at the table.
Elizabeth followed soon after, placing her papers down in front of her.
Then, John smirked deviously and pulled you down onto his lap - wrapping his arms around you.
'What?' You said, as Elizabeth sighed and Rodney groaned quietly. 'It's technically not fraternisation.'
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tidekissed · 2 months
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the end, yet the beginning
pairing: n harmonia and zale
words: 1135
warnings: blood, canon typical violence
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Her mask breaks, and he hears himself scream.
She takes the hit from Hydreigon directly to the head—it was meant for Eelektross, who had gotten too reckless in the heat of battle and fainted; Ghetsis was trying to finish it forever with that Dragon Pulse—and it sends her flying back and hitting the stone floor with a sickening crack as the shards of her faceplate fall like hail into the cracks of the rocks. 
He feels frozen in horror, Reshiram leaping from its ball to counter a Focus Blast with a blinding Fusion Flare. She still doesn’t get up. He’s not even sure she’s breathing.
The helmet sparks and spits as the battle rages without her, her partners’ voices overloading his senses with their righteous fury and desire for revenge. It’s the thing that drew him to her in the first place. Her Pokémon see her as one of them. They love her. And, he realizes with a start, so does he.
He doesn’t need to say a word to Zekrom for it to know his plan. It terrifies him, opposing the man he called “father” for so long, but seeing the Hydreigon built to destroy him and hearing the words “freak without a human heart” leveled at him force the wool over his eyes to burn away. 
Her blood pooling in the cracks between the bricks only fuels that fire.
Ghetsis does not expect opposition from his perfect pawn, so the Fusion Bolt from behind is a surprise. Hydreigon, already so close to fainting, finally falls, leaving Ghetsis completely defenseless as Alder and Cheren rush to restrain him. Alder shoots N a look he can only describe as pleading as the Champion’s gaze wanders to the fallen woman on the floor, and despite N’s shock at being absolved of guilt by the Champion himself he finds himself nodding in understanding and agreement. 
He can’t even focus on the small thrill in his chest seeing her face for the first time. Her hair is too stained red and her breaths are too shallow for that. Garchomp, her first partner, sticks his head into her bag, pulling out a worn, scratched, and tooth marked Great Ball and dropping it into N’s lap. 
He wipes off the Garchomp slobber before letting out whatever Pokémon resides inside, confusion turning to grim understanding as a Blissey emerges with a knowing sigh. Her Trainer is hurt all the time, she says to him as she gently presses her egg to the woman’s lips. Many people have incurred many injuries for many years, she says. This might be the most grievous of all, she says. Even in twelve years of being partners she has never seen her this close to death, she says.
Garchomp lays his head on her stomach, rumbling encouragingly and sharing whatever body heat he has. Eelektross, beaten and battered herself, curls around her head to try and cushion her. Silvally paces back and forth, almost snarling at N before thinking better of it. Corviknight mantles over her legs, jostling with Garchomp for space. Empoleon simply keeps watch of the door with one eye and watches her body with the other, sweeping the shards of her visor away from her face to prevent more cuts.
Reshiram kneels. Zekrom follows.
Waiting for Blissey to finish her work is agonizing. The minutes turn to hours, human paramedics arriving and N acting as a translator for Blissey’s firm instructions on what needs to be done. It's the least he can do, he reasons, after all she has done for him.
She is relocated to a hospital after she does not wake up for the fourth hour. Two men that say they are her brothers arrive, faces gaunt and clothes disheveled from what was obviously a frenzied departure from Kanto. N almost lies and says he is family as well to be allowed in, but doesn’t need to when the spiky haired brunette that calls himself Blue grabs him by the wrist and pulls him in the eerily quiet hospital room.
Red does not speak much. He holds his sister’s hand and seemingly gives cues to Blue, who is an expert at translating for him. He does the same for his sister, he says. She takes after Red more than him, he says. You can see it in how fucking reckless she is, he says.
Even N can tell the bite in his words is fake, only there to badly conceal a sob.
The pair eventually leaves to talk alone, needing comfort and time to process the information gleaned from N and Blissey. They also want to spend some time with her distraught team, forced by size and irritability to stay outside the hospital for the safety of both the Pokémon themselves and of everyone else present. 
N isn’t sure what to do with himself. He feels he is not supposed to be here, as he bears at least some responsibility for her condition. 
It’s also hard to look at all of the IV drips in her arm, the eyes he still doesn’t know the color of still shut tight. 
He’s not sure when he falls asleep, but when his eyes groggily slide open the sunset has turned to a moonless night. A hand, cold as NeverMeltIce and shaking horribly, is gently squeezing his wrist. 
“Are you ok?” she asks, voice cracking and weak.
Is he ok? Is he ok?!
Is he ok?
He blinks the sleep from his eyes, sees concerned green under furrowed eyebrows, and has his answer.
“I…I think I am now.”
Despite being her enemy, despite being the one to drag her into the spotlight of yet another plot, despite his willful ignorance of the truth to further his own ideals, despite everything, she smiles at him. “Good. That…that’s good.”
He has never felt this way before. His heart pounds so loudly and so strongly it rattles his vision, his palms sweat, his throat goes dry—and it’s somehow exhilarating. He supposes he’ll simply go where the feeling leads.
His hug is awkward, clumsy, and very sincere. She accepts it gratefully, curling into his warmth with a shiver as he carefully avoids yanking any of the various tubes attached to her or jostling her head too much. 
He knows he needs to leave, needs to reevaluate his views, needs to find a new purpose in life by expanding his knowledge of the world he was shuttered away from for so long—but for now, the only place he wants to be is right where he is. 
She is alive, he is alive, and somehow they have ended up here together. He finds he likes the company of another human far more than he could have ever dreamed. Perhaps he doesn’t have to go far to make his world grow bigger.
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succubuspuppy · 7 months
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🎡🍡🍭🎢🎠
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lovedeluxe · 10 months
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tracing (his) shadow
fall out boy, ginasfs / model/actriz, maria / sufjan stevens, all of me wants all of you
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adamshallperish · 12 days
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which carnivàle attraction you going to
i am fucking up that damn ferris wheel
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