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ghouljams · 3 months
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The Ghost distribution system... He really is like a stray cat, or a bear that learns minivans have food in them, he just keeps coming back no matter how many times you try to send him on his way. It doesn't matter how it happens but any scrap of kindness and he just determines he's going to attach himself to you.
Maybe he offers you a hand moving your couch when he passes your place and hears you swearing. You offer him dinner and Ghost has never been the sort to turn down a free meal, so he sticks around. It's weird that he doesn't even pretend to refuse, just takes you up on it immediately and even offers to help cook. You send him home and he's... there again the next day, waiting on your doorstep with a box of pasta asking if you could do anything with it. He's going to come back, he's going to keep coming back.
Maybe it's from meeting you at a bar. He's the biggest guy you can grab when your ex walks in, and somehow he seems approachable despite... well, everything about him. Fake boyfriend for a few hours at the bar is one thing, having him show up the next day to fix your sink because you mentioned offhandedly that it was leaking the night before is another. Having him sit in your kitchen and peal an orange for you because you said you were hungry is really driving home that this guy isn't leaving.
Hell maybe it's just a one night stand that never seems to end. You wake up and Ghost has already made breakfast. The two of you sit at your little table and eat quietly, Ghost scrolling his phone while you eye him warily, trying to figure out his game. He asks what you want to do today and somehow you can't find the right way to ask when he's planning on going home. He just sort of moves in, you realize he's printed a key for himself while you're grabbing groceries. It's nice he offers to pay, but you don't know when having him around became your normal.
Ghost sees you, he wants you, you're his. He's not leaving, he'll come back. He knows that this house has food and warmth, he knows that families forget to tie their trash up off the ground. He's a man of instinct, and you are going to be his perfect match.
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moondal514 · 10 months
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Those Andreil au fics from Neil’s pov that are like Neil pining for Andrew in the most repressed way possible (because for whatever reason it never occurs to him that Andrew could ever be into him) while Andrew has it down bad for Neil so obviously that literally everyone except Neil knows it (without Andrew having even said anything to anyone about it of course) fill my soul so much for real
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cosmos-coma · 1 year
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Prey of the Hunt- Chapter 1
A/N: A new piece for all you Eskel lovers! Featuring all of our favorite wolves, This story follows canon game lore and i am VERY excited to share this with you
Pairing: Eskel x Reader
Warnings: reader with (temporary) amnesia, Non-verbal reader (also temporary), Blood, Injury, Traumatized reader, Game canon characters/lore.
Word count: 1.1k
Summary: You woke up in the woods, having no memory other than a direction and your name to guide you as you run desperately from the predator that pursues you... The Wild Hunt. Despite being saved by a group of Witchers your trauma has left you non-verbal and scared. With all the comfort and love of a kindhearted Witcher will you be able to remember who you are? Will you ever know why the Wild Hunt is after you? And will you figure out why this white-haired witcher seems so familiar to you...?
Ch 2
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The autumn woods were quiet. Nothing but the sounds of delicate flapping wings and the gentle rustling of leaves above you. That and the sound of your tiny crackling fire, the remnants of what you managed to pull together the night before.
You looked to your side and only saw a small pile of twigs left to burn. Each would only burn for a minute or two at best, so it was probably time to move on. 
You sighed and looked out into the trees before you. ‘Just a little further,’ you thought, ‘a little further and you’ll be safe.’
Truth be told, you had no idea where you were going- you couldn’t remember anything past last night when you found yourself stumbling about the dark woods. But some part of you, latent and buried deep down, knew that you’d be safe in this direction. 
The growl of your stomach broke the silence around you as you watched the dwindling fire lick its flame at the fresh twigs you put on. And that's when you paused. 
‘Where did the birds go?’ 
‘Why did the leaves go quiet?’ 
Just as the adrenaline and fear started racing through your body frost bit at your skin and covered the ground around you, instantly putting out your fire. 
‘He’s here….’ 
Your chest was already beginning to tighten and your breath felt like work. Your legs kicked into gear and threw you in the direction of your supposed haven just as a bright swirling vortex opened up behind you. The pale blue light cast shadows before you that jumped and danced in your path.
The blast of cold bitter wind that came from the portal pushed you to the ground, causing you to curse internally as the skin of your knees scraped away. You threw a glance backward as your feet scrambled to get beneath you. 
Snarls came first as ice-covered hounds leaped forth from the portal and looked around for their target as the sounds of heavy clattering armor followed. They were tall like yourself, but from your spot on the ground, these monsters seemed bigger than life. The tallest one- in the center of them all, wore a helmet that resembled a skull, crowned with tall spikes of iron, and a metal rib cage over his chest.
‘Eredin….’
The empty sockets of his helmet locked eyes with you and turned your empty stomach into knots. “Get them.” He said in a low voice that resounded against the surrounding trees. 
Instantly you were back on your feet and sprinting through the woods, feeling the Hounds close in behind you as they obediently chased their prey. 
Your body was on fire as anxiety hummed like crackling electricity beneath your skin, making everything muscle feel hot, sharp, and tight.
Jagged claws caught your back as you made a sharp turn, throwing the hounds off as they skidded to slow down. The tightness of your chest loosened a touch as your lead on the hounds widened, but you weren’t out of the woods yet. 
Looking ahead of you, you saw there was no place left to run. A 20-foot cliff lies in your path; there was no time to get around it and no place to jump to. You skidded to a halt and glanced over the edge, trying to rationalize a way down, but this was life or death. 
Howls encroached closer and closer and you knew you had no choice and no time left to lose. You scrambled to get on your knees and begin your way down, hands and feet barely clinging to the shallow crevices in the rock. 
Your nails scraped and clawed desperately against it, chipping and quickly growing bloody as you tried and failed to slow your descent. Your arms and legs scraped themselves open until you finally landed with an unceremonious thud and a pained grunt. 
From atop the cliff, you saw the King of the Wild Hunt round his forces back through another portal to make their way down to you once more. 
Your legs were so tired, your fingers were bloodied beyond recognition, you could feel the pain and the weariness deep in your bones, but you had to keep going. You couldn’t let him catch you again.
‘Again?’ you questioned, catching just a hint of a memory before your mind became overridden by survival instincts once again, and you continued running.
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“Faster feet, Geralt. Lambert’s smaller than you, you need to move faster to match him or find a way to knock off his rhythm” Vesemir instructed, Watching the two boys go against each other. Vesemir had all the wolves out in the courtyard for training early that morning, working on their steps, timing, everything. Eskel sat and sharpened his sword in preparation for his turn coming up, thankful he wasn’t currently under the scrutiny of the older Witcher. 
Lambert laughed and hopped around Geralt tauntingly, he wasn't too much faster- but it was just enough not to get his ass kicked. “Yeah Geralt, Faster!” He called in a mocking voice, taking every opportunity to make fun of his older brother. “ Come on white wolf. Mo-- whoa, whoa, wait. What is tha- OOF” Lambert had stopped suddenly in his tracks, looking out into the distant woods before Geralt rammed into him. 
“Lambert, you need to focus…” Vesemir wearily sighed. 
“Fuck….” Lambert grumbled as he got up. “No, I'm serious. Something is going on out there” He pointed out to a large spot in the woods where the trees were now covered with an unseasonable frost. Pale blue light disappeared from beneath the leaves as everyone watched, silent and solemn. 
Geralt looked to Vesemir for recognition, and the old man only nodded. 
“The Wild Hunt is back….” Vesemir mumbled, somewhere between awe and confusion, but he quickly snapped out of it. “Eskel get the horses out.  Lambert, Gather some dancing stars.”
“YES,” The young witcher interrupted and immediately ran off. 
“-Geralt, you get anything else that you think can help us.” The older Witcher finished, looking down at the White Wolf. Though Vesemir and the other wolves had driven off the Wild Hunt before, Geralt was the only one with inside knowledge. Even if he was still working on remembering everything from his time as a rider, it was valuable information nonetheless. 
With their orders, Eskel and Geralt now ran off to prepare and Vesemir looked out again. The frost was spreading closer and closer and he knew they must've been in pursuit of something.
“Let’s just hope whoever it is lasts long enough for us to get there….”
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durn3h · 4 months
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I can’t fucking wait to make this birria tomorrow
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vitae-essentia · 2 months
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Indigo: Do you like phone sex?
of course, it feeds into my voice kink
You know what’s even better than phone sex? FaceTime calls 😏🤭 sometimes I just want to visually see things happen you know 🤭🤭🤭
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le-scenariste · 3 months
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Started watching Bodies and I cannot believe they had this "Reluctant" Dad™ trope only to rip it away from me immediately after like...WHAT THE FUCK 😭😭😭
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yourtouchismidas · 1 year
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god bless everyone who makes instagram concepts. 
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watchmakermori · 1 year
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I just started route C in nier automata and I would sincerely like to say
What The Fuck
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koumeowkami · 1 year
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imagine a chart of different fandoms and they're all connected by similar vas
then now imagine a circle around all that and you now find yourself in the seiyuu hole. There is no escape ꉂ(ˊᗜˋ*)
But also !! i would gladly love to hear about more of paralive from you, I really just scratched the surface of it to be honest... like after my hypmic phase I saw it as another franchise with really good music.
THAT'S WHAT I WAS THINKING YESTERDAY. it's like. the more you get deep into these franchises, the more dots you start connecting. as someone who's obsessed with voice acting, everytime i realize that x voice actor actually voiced a character i already knew and i absolutely had no idea i just end up staring at the wall in thought lmao (mostly trying to find any similarities among characters).
about paralive!!!! i'm very new to it and there are still some parts of the plot i don't understand (tho i hope the upcoming anime will fill these holes), but i already listened to all the groups :D it's weird coming from me, cause i literally never listen to rap ??? but yk, every group is different so you eventually end up finding something you like! the music is so good i swear, huge props to both the VAs and the producers cause some instrumentals are INSANE.
i love the characters' stories and this emphasis on trauma and stuff like that - there's so much angst in this series but since i'm so used to rejet franchises / enstars / aaside at this point nothing can hurt me anymore lol.
another thing i appreciate is the canon trans representation !! there are two trans characters (anne and aoi) and both of them are referred to with they/them pronouns in the official english translation <3
last but not least, i need to talk about my fav group :D i like pretty much everything about cozmez. first of all, their color palette! they're literally pastel colored and look so cute and soft. second, their duality. cause they LOOK cute but they can literally tear you to pieces, their music is so aggressive and dark, in some way it fits my tastes too lol. third, their story and bond. i am SO weak for twins cause everything they do brings me to tears; if you even add the fact that their past is absolutely heartbreaking, it's the perfect recipe to make me incredibly soft for them. like, i just need to protect them with my life. they deserve happiness :(
oh btw, i'm absolutely head over heels for the way kanata (the one with long hair) raps. i love raspy voices a normal amount i swear. i like nayuta's style too but damn it's hard to get used to tosshi-kun rapping 😭 still love him tho <3
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yew--berries · 9 months
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God its just that like. The fact that the singing character in "Monuments" doesnt even know what he wants to build just that it has to be metallic and heavily include his face and be so fucking huge It Will Cast Shadow Over Everything
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civilight-eterna · 10 months
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consistently in shock and bewilderment at how thorough investigations for speedrun cheaters are. nothing but respect for how the investigators put together such a slam-dunk of a 20-some page report with graphs and equations detailing how they went frame by frame and found a cut-off audio cue that unraveled a cheater's entire gaming career. the fact that i can get cozy with these pdfs and just read the entire scandal at leisure is just so delicious to me
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fxllingout · 2 years
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the best part about drama is that im never a part of it
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cabinette · 14 days
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i consider myself a connoisseur of What Makes Chilchuck's Brain Fry
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mokeonn · 9 months
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"But if college was free, then people would abuse that and get useless degrees" hell yeah I would! If I could go to college without debt I would make it my job to get a degree in every little thing that interested me. I'd get a doctorate in film studies. I'd have a bachelor's degree for every science I like. I'd try to learn at least 5 languages with varying results. I would learn something "useful" like coding and then follow it up with a ""useless"" degree like art history. I'd be the world record speed run holder for getting every degree possible.
But I can't afford college without going into massive debt, so instead I spent the last 5 years trying to figure out what I am passionate enough about to consider going into debt over, because unfortunately being passionate about everything is extremely expensive to pursue.
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liesandbrokenhearts · 9 months
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I have a very personal collection to the saw movies
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mipexch · 4 months
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I WAS MADE FOR YOU // YOU WERE MADE FOR ME
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