#6 months later

[fatmagic]

#6 months later #gif #Lady Battle Cop #1990

[park-jimin-isnt-real]

Happy Valentine's Day ♡

I don't wanna talk about how far behind I am on my asks okay

#happy valentine's day #6 months later #momma jj #asks #answered #jay screams into the void

[threefuckencrowsinatrenchcoat]

Myself included tbh

#it’s a lifestyle #spn #it’s kinda a tumblr rite of passage at this point too #literally yesterday I found out ab the soap2day closing like this #and then ten minutes later people started texting me and posting on other apps freaking out #supernatural #destiel #destiel confession #destiel confession meme #dean winchester #castiel #this is also a little bit for the 196 girls who are inevitably gonna see the template eventually #196 #Reddit 196 #reddit refugee #HOW ARE PEOPLE STILL SEEING THIS ITS BEEN LIKE 6 MONTHS

[shawnsmusical]

What are your thoughts on Shawn now? Do you like him again?

#merry chrysler #6 months later

[adoodle-mday]

You are in love with him

#dc comics #batman terry mcginnis #batman family #batman #terry mcginnis #i’m obsessed #redraw #dc batman #6 months later

[polubilamkukurydze]

#6 months later

[noisyghost]

just put a bandaid on it

#OC #mira #ark #gore // #blood // #it's about. the cinematic parallels #something something la pieta #thinking wistfully about how ark died in miras arms and she traded immortality to bring him back to life #and then 6 months later he falls in love with someone else #and of course immortality means nothing if shes going to have to live without him #but imagine u trade everything for someone and you lose them either way #not even mentioning the guilt of knowing. in some ways. that ur the reason hes dead #lol. lmao even.

[intotheelliwoods]

This is Part 2! Part 1 can be found here...

Sprout... hey Sprout... we love you Sprout... we wish only the best for you, you are doing amazing Sprout. I promise you will feel better after your much needed breakdown here <3 we are all cheering you on

Apologies for the cliffhanger, we will check in with Poptart sometime soon~

Masterpost

#tw implied sibling death #cw implied sibling death #implied character death #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise leo #leonardo hamato #I have been waiting for this update for so long..... #I wrote 75% of the dialogue back in August 2023.... #6 months ago! #I am probably going to self rb this update later #I am very happy with it- #after this though sprout is def going to be more cheery #2 arms left #<- haha oops forgor au tag

[nausikaaa]

i really wish i had the motivation to write rn, because i have an idea for a post-canon Dracula fic where the characters have to deal with world war one. like, how do you even cope with thinking you saved all those lives, only for the entire western world to go to absolute shit just 20-ish years later? if only Bram Stoker had known what was coming.

anyway, i find it so interesting to consider what certain characters would do in that situation.

depending on when he was born, Quincey Jr could be just old enough to enlist or get drafted. or honestly, he might just want to be a hero like his parents, and lie about his age. and let's be real, that boy has some latent vampire powers that would give him an edge.

Jonathan has good survival instincts, an ear for languages, and the ability and willingness to scale sheer walls with a knife between his teeth if necessary. Mina has a really impressive memory for conversations and schedules, a love of technology, experience resisting what is essentially supernatural interrogation, and probably some vampire side effects of her own. both of them know shorthand and have plenty of experience with life or death situations. they would kick ass as spies and wireless operators.

Jack and Van Helsing would have to cease the medical malpractice to be actual army doctors. maybe learn about shell shock and call up Jonathan about that old "brain fever" diagnosis of his.

and what would Arthur even do? what did lords do during WW1? try to keep his friends out of harm's way? use his seat in government to try and end the war? grapple with the fact that lordships are falling out of favour and the world is moving on into a modern era without him?

i just find it fun to ponder.

#let's not even touch my idea for a crossover with war of the worlds #because those are set in the same decade #imagine: you defeat dracula and 6 months later england is invaded by blood drinking aliens #'goddamnit. here we go again.' #except crucifixes and communion wafers won't protect you this time #dracula #dracula daily #re: dracula

[tethered-heartstrings]

hannibal is the king of self-insert fanfiction because i guarantee he was imagining wild insane freaky out of this world horny sex between him and will during the three years he was in prison and nobody could stop him

#this should be one of those posts that gets drafted then deleted 6 months later #the speaking clown #hannibal #hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal #will graham #hannibal lecter

[loguetowns]

love drunk

eustass kid x reader

kid is (extra) annoying when he's drunk

“say you love me” + kid for @saidbysae

1.2k words

a/n: i can't take credit for the ending bc i think it was a cliche post that was floating around here or twitter when i saw it a billion years ago. anyways i think kid is really soft and i luv him for that

if there's one thing you've learned about the kid pirates, it's that they definitely know how to party. and of all the rowdy, noisy, rambunctious pirates, the captain is the worst of them.

"heat, get me another!" kid yells from across the room.

"another glass?"

"no," he downs his jug and wipes his mouth with his sleeve. "another barrel!"

across the room, he spots you and when you shake your head, his mischievous grin gets even bigger and brighter. you're crazy, you mouth. he just laughs and winks in your direction, raising his empty glass in your direction.

it's going to be a long night.

and sure enough, it's in the wee hours of the morning that you're dragging him across the deck towards his room. somehow, he's managed to lose both his jacket and his shirt, but in the autumn air, his body is still running hot. you're practically sweating with his body pressed against yours.

"baaaby, i know i don't look'it but 'm drunk," kid slurs.

usually so clever when he's (mostly) sober, it's silly of him to state the obvious — so much so that you can't help but smile. "i know."

you plant a quick kiss on the arm slung around your shoulders. "let's call it a night, hm?"

kid whines, "nuh uh, no way. tonight, we party like kings!"

he pumps a fist in the air, but with the sheer amount of alcohol running through his veins, his arm goes a little limp in the air before unceremoniously falling like a wet noodle.

you can't help the guffaw that slips out of you — a laugh at how silly he looks — and he can't help but laugh at how silly you sound. in drunken stupor, laughter is exceptionally contagious, and before you know it, the two of you are doubled over, howling in laughter.

you fall into each other, one lover supporting the other, until you make eye contact with each other and the giggles start again. the sound of love fills the chilly night, easing from laughter to (mostly) steady breaths. sitting on the deck now, kid looks at you with a lovedrunk grin.

he looks up at you, "hey."

you winkle your nose at him, "what?"

"c'mere," he points to the spot next to him. "i have a secret t' tell ya."

you roll your eyes but crouch down anyway. "what?"

kid looks at you with excitement that can only be described as child-like. he's a brute with a bounty higher than children can count and yet, here he is, practically giddy with what he's about to tell you.

he pauses for dramatic effect.

"i love you."

he stares at you like this is the most ground-breaking revelation you'll hear in your entire life and — god dammit, if he isn't the most adorable thing in the world right now.

you take his face into your hands, squishing his cheeks in the way he hates when he's sober. "i know."

he pouts. "you have to say it back."

you smirk. "no."

"but i love you!"

"i know."

"why won't you say it back?"

kid looks so wonderfully confused, and you take a moment to commit this expression to memory. if you were a little nicer, you might put him out of his misery.

but you're not and you won't.

"because you're being annoying," you smile.

"but you love me!" kid points a finger at you. "say you love me!"

"don't wanna," you chuckle.

"say it," he deadpans. "or i'll jump ship right now."

you gawk at him.

"you wouldn't."

"i wouldn't? are you sure?" suddenly, kid springs up and starts walking to the edge of the boat. honestly, it's impressive how fast he's moving.

when the crew drinks, kid has done worse things under the influence of alcohol — but the difference between then and now is that there are no burly crewmates to rescue their captain. compared to kid, you are a tiny little thing and you don't stand a chance.

you look around for killer or heat or thatch — or anyone, really. kid cackles and you whirl around. with a raised eyebrow, he swings a leg over and straddles the railing.

you panic — one wrong move and the kid pirates are down a captain. you rush towards him.

"okay, okay, fine! i love you too!" you tug his arm, "now will you please come back here?"

"okay," he beams in victory. adrenaline dissipating, kid climbs down all clumsy with a goofy grin plastered on his face.

"'kay," his voice comes out happy and ditzy. "s'cold out here, take me somewhere warm now.

hand in yours, you lead him towards his bedroom and, thankfully, kid follows without any more shenanigans.

kid trails behind you and yawns, "'m tired."

a gentle smile graces your lips, "wanna go to bed?"

you turn back and kid almost trips over his feet. you're so pretty in the moonlight, and kid is overcome with an urge to kiss you. he catches up to you and snuggles against you (or as much as a 6ft man can cuddle someone your size).

"only if you're coming with," he declares.

"if i say no, are you going to fight me?"

"yuuuuup."

you've eventually made it to his room and it only takes you two seconds to make a decision. one wrong answer and you risk undoing all the work it took to get him here.

you open his door, "fine, i'll sleep with you tonight."

"ya hear that, boys?" he booms, and you gape at him. "i get to sleep with my baby tonight, bitches!"

you're moritified. you hiss at him as you quickly usher him inside, closing the door as fast as you can, all the while kid grins to himself. a smile stays etched on his red lips — a smile so hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably, spellbound by love — as you struggle to strip him his stained clothes ("come on, let's just stay naked!") and into fresh pajamas ("do i have to put these on? can't we just stay na-" "no.")

finally, the two of you are tucked into bed, in clean clothes that smell like linen and lavender, cuddled under cozy covers. all is quiet in the captain's bedroom and it's not long before the exhaustion catches up to you. kid's chest is warm against you, and you let yourself fall aslee-

"hey."

you groan, "what?"

"i love you."

having already learned your lesson, you sigh.

"i love you too."

you pause, waiting for the follow-up mischief that will plague your attempts to sleep. but the only things that come are steady breathing and silence. satisfied, you return to your journey into dreamland.

until kid whispers, "hey."

you look up at him, so tired that you can barely manage to say, "what now?"

"will you marry me?"

he asks it so gently, so innocently, that you can't help but fall in love with him a little more than you already have. in the comfort of your solitude, in these quiet moments where it's just the two of you, this is when kid's love is the loudest.

he wraps an arm around you, pulls you closer to his heart, and you press your lips against his burning skin, right where his heart beats so fervently for you.

"idiot, i already did."

#eustass kid x reader #one piece x reader #one piece scenarios #one piece imagines #this request is from august............ #i feel like people on here will take 2 weeks to write st and apologize for being so slow #and here i am 6 months later with a humble offering......... #thank u for putting up w me HAHA #¡! ❞ [ req ]

[pinacoladamatata]

you are SO SLOWLY selling me on gale/minthara the duality is just. *chef kiss*

is this anything?

#galethara nation rise up!!!! #minthara baenre #gale dekarios #bg3 #LISTEN its about the *reluctance* #its about the *seeing someone struggle to leave their goddess but one deals with it via anger and the other via sadness* #the way gale immediately says ''minthara has a heart of gold under her tough exterior'' and she's like ''stay away'' #and she's afraid to get attached to anyone bc they die #she's like afraid to talk to him at first bc GOD forbid she get attached to the weird man that has a bomb in his chest #to her teasing him like 6 months later as though she doesnt know his name #meanwhile she's basically memorized everything about him the last 6 months and this man thinks she hates him!!! #i MAY be wildin about this but idk man smthn about their opposite attitudes #pina art

[park-jimin-isnt-real]

Happy Valentine’s Day!! ;)

#happy valentine's day #6 months later #snurtsnurt #ily babe 😘🥰 #jay screams into the void

[strangerinthelight]

The way Mobius and Loki say each others names. That is all

#this is my mind constantly someone please help #ugh another day another gay loss #if I don’t think about Lokius for at least 6 hours of the day I will die #they need to hold hands. they need to embrace. Marvel is a bunch of sick cowards #months later and I’m still right here #loki #mobius #lokius #loki series #marvel

[nilla-wafer]

step 1: conceptualize fic

step 2: plot out intricate details of fic

step 3: avoid actually writing fic

step 4: eventually get bored of fic and abandon it for a new project

step 5: repeat.

#step 6: look back on fic months later and tell yourself you will continue it #my writing process 🧚‍♀️✨🍄 #writer problems #fanfic writing #creative writing #ao3 writer #writing memes #can you still call yourself a writer if it’s been years since you finished anything? #everyone knows that not writing is the staple of being a writer

[raineandsky]

#83

“[Hero],” the villain opens with smoothness they haven’t shown the hero in a long time. “I have made a terrible, terrible mistake.”

Ah. Seduction for a favour. Of course. “Well don’t keep me in suspense, [Villain]. I could use a good laugh.”

The villain pulls a face, distantly offended. Their lips twitch uncertainly. “[Supervillain]’s lab is… made for [Supervillain].”

“Who’d have thought. You’ve been in there?”

Another twitch. “Yes,” the villain says shortly. “Yes, I was in there. [Supervillain] doesn’t label anything either. Their little concoctions could be anything—and I… drank one.”

The hero snorts. The villain scowls. “You drank an unlabelled liquid?” the hero asks from behind a laugh.

“Yes.”

“Intentionally?”

The villain’s scowl somehow deepens. “Yes.”

“What, are your hours numbered? Are you hoping I hold a secret cure?”

“No.”

“What was it, then?”

Another twitch. The villain doesn’t seem to want to answer at all. “It was a truth serum.”

Oh. Now that is interesting. “Truth serum? So you can’t lie?”

“Yes.” The villain smirks, and suddenly the seductive hopefulness is back full force. “Go on, test me. Ask a question.”

The hero stares into the distance as they think. It’s a lot of opportunity dumped on them with no warning. The villain slinks across the room towards them, curious, tantalising. “Do you actually enjoy being a villain?”

“Yes.” The villain’s smirk upturns even more. “I wouldn’t even have to lie for that. Ask something I wouldn’t usually answer, dumbass.”

The villain closes the space between them. The hero gives them a suspicious squint. “Where’s your evil lair?”

“In the basement of the old school downtown,” the villain says immediately. They groan disappointedly as soon as the words are out. “God, of course you’d go for something about work. What, is looking for us getting boring?”

The hero can feel the villain’s breath on their face now. They look away to avoid the heat rising to their face. “You want me to ask something… personal?”

The villain smirks. Their arms snake up to sit on the hero’s shoulders, their fingers brushing idly through their hair. “Sure.”

Thinking isn’t the hero’s strong suit right now. They know they should push the villain away, but something’s stopping them. It almost feels real. It’s a little too comfortable. They can feel every bit of the villain's body against theirs. “I, uh… are you… seeing anyone?”

“No,” the villain whispers with a cocky grin. “Not yet.”

And the villain presses their lips to the hero’s.

Something of a surprised squeak tumbles from the hero’s mouth and straight into the villain’s. The villain hums a laugh, their fingers tightening in the other’s hair. The hero is caught up in the shock of it for a moment, but once their brain kicks in and screams its victory they remember to actually kiss them back.

The villain’s mouth is soft, gentle, their lips moving against the hero’s with a novel carefulness. The hero lets their arms slide around the other’s waist, pulling them in a little more, almost lightheaded with the exhilarated buzz. They can feel the villain smile against them as they deepen the kiss. The villain’s lips are almost salty, crisp, moreish. The hero doesn’t think they could ever get enough of their taste on their tongue.

The villain pulls away after a moment, much to the hero’s dismay, though their arms stay locked possessively around their neck. They throw a smirk at the hero again, entirely too proud of what they just pulled. “How many heroes are on the roster right now?”

The hero’s mouth is forming words before they can even register the question. “Twelve.”

“Damn.” The villain’s eyebrows shoot upwards, and the hero suddenly realises what’s happening. This bastard. “That’s not a lot. We have more than that.”

“How many?”

“Thirty-six.” The hero’s eyes widen slightly in horror, and the villain scowls at them. They still haven’t let go. “Fuck you.”

“What is—”

“Are you seeing anyone?”

“No.” Damnnit. The villain’s smirk turns playful at the hero's answer. “What’s—”

“Do you like me?”

“Yes.” The hero’s feelings aren’t stopping the rising desire to strangle the villain for making them do this. “You asshole.”

The villain’s smirk turns into a grin. “Aww. See, you can be—”

“Do you like me?”

“Yes.” The villain’s smile is gone in a second. “Oh, who’s the asshole now, huh?”

“This is so stupid,” the hero points out with a scowl. “How long does this stuff last?”

“I don’t know.” The villain grins again, entirely too knowing. “Why don’t we find out? We have all day.”

The hero frowns in faint annoyance, but the villain easily wipes it off their face with another taste of truth serum.

#creative writing #writblr #writers on tumblr #writing #writing community #heroes and villains #hero x villain #someone liked an old post of mine so i went to look at it #and in the tags i was like ive almost finished writing my book!!! itll be off to agents soon!!!!! #in july. #how naive i was < still editing 6 months later #tho tbh it is Actually almost done now #i dont have much more to add. prayin i wont look back on this in 6 months again and think how dumb i was #JULY 2024 ME DID WE FINISH THE BOOK