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anticidic · 1 day
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so I saw that reverse tropes list going around and one of them was RETIREMENT HOME AU
and I took it literally, as in your characters get put in the retirement home and shenanigans ensue
now here's an idea: soukoku retirement home au
sskk accidentally puts dazai and chuuya in the same home but now that they're little old men they just sit on rocking chairs and angrily rock their chairs while stealing each other's pudding cups and getting mad that they lost to each other in bingo
chuuya learns to knit in his free time so he likes making warm blankets and warm gloves for himself. and dazai, being the lil shit that he is, just sometimes steals them cause these old bones just don't work like they used to
they'd be taking bets to see who goes gray first and who goes bald first, who loses their dentures. dazai pushes a walker around and chuuya uses his ability to strengthen his muscles so all he needs is a cane. and he's always threatening to smack dazai over the head with it. they remain a terror duo even in their senior years, and the workers at the retirement home just SIGH and put their favorite shows on
help me, I really took that au literally and this would be so funny
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asleepinglaurel · 2 days
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yk what would be cool? A Percy Jackson quest generator. Something vague, like give me an item to retrieve, or a monster to slay.
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yulen-the-ghost · 1 day
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OMG OMG OMG. GUYS!! Is there a MDZS fanfic like this?:
Wei Wuxian dies. Lan Zhan does not accept this and decided to go to the burial mounds and search for his investigation. Maybe he meets "fans" of Wei Wuxian and finds the way to reanimate corpses like him using his demonic cultivation.
Maybe, after waking up, Wei Ying finally understands why he was told not to use that kind of cultivation as he sees Lan Zhan start to lose his mind.
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panboiiibish · 20 hours
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Thinking about monsters right now. More specifically your ghost partner havivg to deal with your oral fixation.
They first noticed it when they saw you munching on so much food. You where not even hungry, just chewing on stuff to chew on it. So they started sneaking snacks away and chewable items into your hands.
It started with chips. Youd down a whole bag if not watched so when you left for a drink they swapped the half eaten bag with simple sugarless mints. They kept your tongue busy and breath smelling nice. So seeing that simple fix they did more.
Finding chew toys and plushies youd be fine with washing a bunch. They end up helping you slow down the food consumption back to when you where actually hungry and not just for stimulation.
But then chew items didnt seem as interesting as your partners see through soft looking self.
Starting off with small nibbles on their shoulders turned into full on gnawing on their fingers while your head rest on their cool lap.
Being a ghost they could still feel what you where doing but it didnt hurt. More like tickled and it was quite adorable seeing your cute mouth working around their fingers. Having a transparent body gave them the best view of your plush tongue without having to pry your lips open.
Their favorite part is just seeing the completely dazed look on your face as you revert into your mind. Seeing you little mouth just searching for stimulation while your blank eyes just stares gives them the best thrills because that's when they can just praise and please you in the simplest of ways.
Though in return they would definitely go invisible just to torment your own warm skin. Leaving little hickies and bites all over your neck and shoulders almost as a taunt as you couldn't leave a mark on their own form.
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ver0x · 1 day
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Tal vez nuestro momento fue demasiado grande para ti
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chiikasevennn · 2 days
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I saw a post where it said people gotta realize Sung Jinwoo's yandere potential and they were so right HAHAHAHA
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stasikqcharita · 18 hours
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zbiwsigy · 1 day
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ʚ 𝗌умвσℓ𝗌 𝗉⍺𝖼𝗄 ɞ
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catchymemes · 8 months
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auntymurda · 5 months
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photography by saemouhl on instagram.
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roebeanstalk · 19 days
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i wanna finish this and make a playful lil print out of this ;>_>
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ghost-bxrd · 5 months
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Prompt:
After Jason’s resurrection he finds that his body works… wrong somehow.
Some days he forgets to breathe until he wants to say something and finds there’s no air in lungs. Other days his body goes eerily cold until someone points out that his lips are blue and he needs to warm up.
And some days his heart stops beating in his sleeps.
It’s fine, really. It always starts again eventually a short while after he wakes up. And yeah, of course it was a bit scary the first couple times it happened but it’s not like his resurrection and Pit-dip came with an instruction manual, so this is probably pretty normal stuff, all things considered. He is kind of the definition of “undead”.
The real trouble starts when he forgets to mention those little details to the Batfamily when he stays over for the night.
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myjetpack · 6 months
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My latest for New Scientist.
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hotluncheddie · 3 months
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eddie, steve
.🥞✨
‘uh, the pancakes with bacon please, extra syrup? thanks.’
eddie knows that order. he makes it every saturday night, so late it’s almost morning.
but he’s never heard that voice before, never heard it so close, right by the pass window.
he swallows. turning from the sink in the back to face out into the diner, someone’s sat at the counter, right across from him.
the most beautiful boy eddie’s ever seen.
he’s looking right at eddie, cheeks slightly pink, fiddling with a still wrapped straw. he looks perfect and cozy and adorable, hair sleep rumpled and in a hoodie that swallows up his soft lines, making him look even softer.
‘coming right up.’ eddie rasps, his own cheeks colouring.
but the boy, he smiles. ducks his head, looks up at eddie through his lashes.
eddie’s a fucking goner.
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steve can’t believe it. his eyes are even bigger this close up, big and brown and sparkling with life.
his hands are just as nice this close up too, delicate but capable as they move around where steve can see. he sticks his tongue out a little when he concentrates. it’s adorable.
he’s the prettiest guy steve’s ever seen.
he puts steves finished pancakes in the window with a little smile, rings the bell and seems to blush even harder. almost cringing at the sound. it’s makes steve laugh, he’s cute.
and they’re still the best pancakes the midwest has to offer, at denny’s, at 3am. even sober and nervous and exited like he is.
steve can’t help closing his eyes like always when he takes his first bite. always blown away by their sweet fluffy texture. and he makes his way through them a little quicker than normal, without robin to distract him.
they taste as good as normal but he’s right there. right there watching steve eat them. something about it makes him feel shy, barely daring to look up from his plate. but when he does the line cook has the softest smile on his face and steve relaxes, tucks his hand under his hoodie to rest on his stomach like normal. finished his pancakes.
when steve looks up again, the guy is staring at his empty plate, kind of stuck in space. but then he vanished for a moment and the door to the kitchen opens. and he’s coming over, picking up the syrupy plate and he has freckles, bats tattooed on his arm.
he’s so close. he’s so pretty this close.
the prettiest guy steve’s ever seen.
‘eddie?’ steve blurts, exited, finally able to read his name tag. his names eddie.
his name is eddie.
eddie’s cheeks get pink, the tips of his ears. he looks at steve with wide eyes ‘yeah?’ he asks, voice small and confused.
steve grins at him. ‘your names eddie.’ and he watched eddie’s smile bloom, he has dimples.
‘wha’ eddie clears his throat. ‘what’s yours?’ and steve feels his heart burst, feels like sunshine and crisp leaves.
‘steve.’ he says, a little breathless.
‘steve.’ eddie whispers.
‘when do you go on break?’ steve asks, heart beating in his throat.
eddie just shrugs, eyes still wide. ‘whenever. as long as there’s no customers in.’ and steve realises he’s the only one here. it makes him blush more, for some reason.
‘make us another batch?’ he asks, deciding to be brave, leaning over the counter, just to be a little closer. ‘we can share.’ and it’s so worth it. to see the smile grow on eddie’s face, watch him nod, watch a curl slip out of his bun. watch him work his magic through that little pass window. stealing glances at steve as he goes.
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watching steve enjoy his food is even better close up. even better than eddie could’ve imagined.
they’re sitting in steve’s usual booth, eddie’s where robin normally sits, he finally has a name for the cool girl steve hangs out with. gets to hear a little about how they met, can tell he loves her, so much. it’s sweet, his eyes shining as he talks.
so is the way steve cuts the pancakes, sweet, pushing perfectly stacked mouthfuls towards eddie to have. pancake, bacon, pancake. all covered in syrup, sticky and delicious.
eddie never really even liked pancakes much, more of a waffle guy. but sitting here, watching steve eat them, laughing and smiling at things eddie says. jaw just a little soft, upper lip smattered with hair. watching steve sigh and stretch when they’re done. that hand coming to rest on his stomach again, the way it always does, every saturday night.
eddie knows he’ll always love pancakes.
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‘how do you get them to be so good?’ steve asks, hand circling eddie’s wrist loosely, stopping him before he goes back to his job, an orders come in, he has to go. but steve needs to ask, wants to know. wants one more moment with him.
eddie smiles, takes steve’s hand and kisses the back of it. and it’s so out of place, at denny’s, at 4 am that steve giggles, almost manic. it’s the most romantic thing that’s ever happened to him.
‘they’re made with love sweetheart.’ eddie says, looking up at him from his bow, kissing his hand again before walking away. the napkin with steve’s number on tucked safely in his back pocket.
steve’s forearm scrawled in the black ink of eddie’s own.
steve goes home and falls straight to sleep. so late its almost morning, like every saturday night.
he dreams of brown eyes, and syrup.
<3
fin.
ty for reading! mwah!
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ghostowlattic · 1 year
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MYCORRHIZA GOWNS & COATS 
nonexistent ai clothing ideas - secret power mittens
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53v3nfrn5 · 3 months
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Flower Sinks by John Maguire Ceramics Location: Dobbies Garden Centres, United Kingdom
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