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rebelliouswhirlpool · 4 months
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Today in places you don't expect to return to, and the fics there that are slightly less dead than expected.
Since it's been a hot minute and a blog shift, here's the fic summary:
Once accepted into Beacon Academy, Ruby never thought anything could get in the way of her training to become a Huntress. Then mysterious forces attacked, Beacon fell, and she wakes up to find the Atlas Military has kidnapped her (and declared her dead to the world) under the guise of keeping her and her silver eyes safe. Now Ruby, alongside Penny, who is similarly assumed-dead-but-not-really by the world, fights to define what it means to have legendary magical powers and protect Atlas and Mantle from the forces, both inside and out, that could destroy them, and all of Remnant.
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woyayaofdreams · 14 days
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still i have yet to watch the new rig rundown thingy that just came out lmao sorry folx i am an exhausted teacher with no time during the day for this
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wondrous-amethyst · 27 days
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It has returned!
After a long time away from home on the battlefield, my love has returned to me. Oh AO3, how I have missed you. Desolation had set in, and I nearly resorted to completing procrastinated tasks. But in a moment of blind faith I checked, and there you were waiting for me. Now time to read the 100k fic I've been saving for a special occasion...
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regallibellbright · 6 months
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i don't know if you care about kh missing link but it lives! (i mean it's just a tweet but at least it's not dead!)
I have SEEN! Happy KH Crumbs Day to all who celebrate!
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sonorous-strings · 2 years
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@rxbelling-hxrald liked for a starter!
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Man, it was a good day to be off.
Days like this were when he did nothing except mill around the Battlesphere, occasionally popping into the VIP lounge or raiding the snack area. If Carol was around, he was racing her in the four-player-only racing arcade game... somehow. "Perks of being the champion," she'd boast, when really it was more like favors or hacking the game. Sonar wasn't sure what category their method fell under. Probably both.
Today he lounged on the just inside the Silver Lotus Express, one of the many restaurants and cafes inside the Battlesphere complex. Here he could munch on some terrible-for-him-yet-delicious food while being able to watch all the various challenge replays. And if it wasn't spectacular failure replays, it was Carol the Wildcat swatting the competition left and right, to the theme song he wrote. He smiled into a sip from his drink. In a way it was almost like a more but not exactly lethal version of those "ninja warrior" type shows he used to watch back where he came from, the ones where people talked themselves up a lot and ended up faceplanting or disqualifying almost immediately.
Well, that or apparently catastrophic knee injuries. He'd thought those were a joke until he saw the waivers the contestants had to sign. "Autocannon round to the knee," a Shang Tu palace guard had said once. Huh...
Someone was ambling through the building, and he looked... out of place, to put it lightly. He didn't look like a lot of the others... he looked like a hedgehog, like him! Now that was a surprise. His first instinct was to head on over to the stranger, find out if he was a newcomer or if he'd been here a while, but something told him to stay put.
Then he saw the tiny form of a red panda with a hat as tall as he was, resplendent in all his overcompensated glory, rush straight towards the newcomer.
Oh, crap.
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Mayor Zao, the gloriously elected leader of Shang Mu, approached the black hedgehog with purpose and stood before him, pointing authoritatively. "You, there!" he said, his voice high pitched and somehow just a touch pompous. "You look to have the talents that I, the illustrious Mayor Zao seek, the skill and powers to unseat the ungrateful wildcat and become MY- I mean, THE new Battlesphere champion! What do you say, stranger? I don't just say this about anybody, you know!" He was clearly enamored by the demon's arm. It certainly looked like it had a good catch and plenty of tricks to play up for the Battlesphere Battle Cameras.
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darkest-fluid · 1 year
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Undertow
WiP Fic: Astarion x Male Rogue OC Rating: E Cover art by Paperwick (Plot Spoilers for BG3 EA)
Chapter 5: Hungry, Like the Ocean
They make their way silently through the trees, meandering along a deliberately inefficient route. Astarion has no great wish to return to camp, but neither can he stand to stay still. As he passes a young cypress, he snaps a twig from the end of its branch, bending the sapling wood satisfyingly in his grasp.
“Can you feed from someone without killing them?”
Astarion pauses, letting the twig snap back to its full length. He turns to regard Lyr, wary. “Of course. Vampires do it all the time.”
“So you could stop yourself, then? Before…” He furrows his brow. “You wouldn’t take too much?”
Astarion drops the twig. “I could. And no, not if I didn’t want to.”
Lyr considers this for a long moment, his body still as a crane. Finally he says, “You can drink from me, then. If you’re careful. But only this once.”
Astarion’s breath expels in a rush. His eyes dart to the soft tissue lining Lyr’s throat: to the fresh blood welling just beneath. In truth, he can’t be certain of the validity of his claims, and judging from the slight edge of wariness in Lyr’s gaze, he knows it. Yet here the man is, making an offer of this… unfathomable gift.
Astarion finds himself unable to speak. Finally he wets his lips. “You would do that?”
“Normally, no. But this… feels important. He took something away from you: your agency; your birthright. I want to help you take it back.”
Another moment of stunned silence, followed by a quick, breathy laugh.
Lyr hesitates a moment, before adding, “If you want to, that is.”
Suddenly Astarion is there, leaning into Lyr’s side, one hand resting at his shoulder as he takes a breath and devours the scent of him. “Please,” he asks without meaning to. Lyr turns his head, meeting Astarion’s eyes, and parts his lips on an inhale. In the cool, unearthly light of the moon, Astarion can make out a spark of hunger in Lyr’s gaze: this quick, animal response, like a wolf catching scent of its prey. It almost makes him laugh, how backwards the whole thing is. But in the moment, he doesn’t really have it in him to care. “Please,” he says again, more deliberately; all honey-voiced and half-lidded eyes.
Continue Reading on AO3: Chapter 1 Chapter 5
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arrowflier · 2 years
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These Undomesticated Wilds: Chapter 4
Read on Ao3 or start from the beginning
Chapter Summary: Ian woke to an itch on his ankle, an ache in his knee, and the sound of water running through protesting pipes.
Fic Summary: When Ian Gallagher left Chicago behind him to traipse aimlessly through the wilderness, he was hoping to find himself–the self that he had lost when his bipolar diagnosis had his family treating him with kid gloves and his boyfriend annoyed with his melancholic acceptance of his new life. He wasn’t looking for a rescue.  But when he’s injured on a hike through the woods in southern Indiana, a rescue is what he gets. And if he’s lucky, he might find a little more than he was looking for.
And special thanks to @shameless-notashamed​ for being a super supportive beta!
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holyunholy · 1 year
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worked on monument today 🤪
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heartofspells · 2 years
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More from the Sirius X Snape fic I mentioned (I adore how Metalomagnetic doesn’t shy away from showing how dangerous Sirius is):
“I’d appreciate it if you kept your distance, Snape. I don’t need half-bloods touching me.”
Severus is frozen up, before he takes note of the poutier mouth, the shorter hair, the slightly narrower shoulders.
The higher voice.
The other Black has returned. Severus slumps in relief.
“Knock it off, Regulus,” Evan says, the only one of Severus’ friends to dare mouth off to a Black. Only because they’re cousins.
“Ten points from Slytherin.” Lily is suddenly beside him, face flushed, eyes narrowed. Of course, Potter is right beside her, glued to each other as they are these days.
“Lily,” Potter warns, clearly uncomfortable, eyeing his best mate over his shoulder.
While all the Slytherins are fair game to Potter, and he picked on everyone he could, Severus noticed Regulus was never targeted.
“For what?” Regulus demands, looking down at her, even if he’s younger. In fact, he’s looking down at Potter, too.
“For insulting-“
“I don’t need you to defend me,” Severus snaps at her.
“Back off, red-head,” Avery snarls. “Slytherin business doesn’t concern you.“
“Watch your tone with her.” Potter is all bothered now, puffing his chest, shooting a death glare at Avery.
“You can piss off, too,” Mulciber snarls at Potter.
And then Black is there, placing himself between Potter and Mulciber.
However tense the atmosphere was before, now it’s tenfold. Sirius Black tends to do that to any crowd.
“Shut it, Mulciber,” he barks.
Silence falls. Avery, Mulciber, Rosier- the Slytherins know Black more than Potter does. Potter’s a nasty bully, but he’s not unhinged. He doesn’t guess what rot lies in his best mate.
The Slytherins know, and they are weary to speak up, especially since Black already looks unstable, from the get go.
“What a surprise. A blood traitor sticking up for another,” Regulus drawls, after some seconds, eyes moving between his brother and Potter, filled with anger. “You know how protective he is over his boyfriend, Mulciber.”
“You little shit.” Black steps forward, and if Regulus can look down at most people his age and many older than him, he can’t do that with his brother.
Regulus opens his mouth, but just then Slughorn comes out of the classroom. “Everything alright?”
They all go off at once.
Lily says Regulus is insulting people, Avery complains Lily is abusing her Head Girl position to take points for no reason and that Potter threatened to curse him. Potter says Avery is a liar, and they all talk over each other.
Black stays silent, as if he can’t even hear what’s going on around him, glaring down at his brother, until the little shit loses his nerve and backs away, quickly running after Crouch and going up the stairs.
Regulus being a blood purist and as much of an asshole as his brother, Sirius and Regulus looking fairly similar (RIP anybody who approaches from a distant, they’re both brutal to anybody who mistakes them for their brother even though they’re well aware how jarringly identical they look), Regulus being protected from any pranks the Marauders pull (complex Black family dynamics, how I adore you), Sirius and Regulus both tolerating things from Rosier they’d never accept from someone else because he’s still family even if it’s a distant relation, Lily trying to interfere but of course a muggleborn’s presence makes things so much worse, Regulus being as arrogant as the other Blacks, Sirius only intervening to defend James, Sirius trying to make sure James never realizes how similar Sirius is to his family, the Slytherins being well aware of what lurks beneath Sirius’s charming surface and understandably terrified of that, Regulus being pissed about Sirius defending James, Regulus can’t use the same tricks against Sirius he does against everyone else, the whole group speaking over each other, Sirius glaring at Regulus until Regulus leaves
I'm beginning to feel as thought this whole thing is a very clever ruse crafted by one person to get me to read Snirius, something we've already discussed before and I said no. But I never thought I'd be looking into a Sirius X Voldemort fic either, so what do I know?
This whole dynamic of this snippet is just first class and wonderful. The Slytherins knowing just how unhinged Sirius can really be while James is still in the dark, the fact that Sirius is hiding it from him, by the sounds of it from what you said...
i will not read a snirius fic i will not read a snirius fic i will not
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azuhrasims · 1 year
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Nick Burger turned his sadness about his wife’s death into motivation. He turned his attention to his robotics station and his greatest creation yet -- the Servo. He would make a Nanny Burger bot to take care of the apartment and his kids. She wouldn’t be their mom, but maybe she could ease their mourning.
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unstablecryptid · 3 months
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good riddance live
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knucklestheenchilada · 4 months
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IF YOU’VE INTERACTED WITH ANY VERSION OF THIS POST YOU AUTOMATICALLY LOVE AND SUPPORT MY TRANS AND QUEER SIBLINGS
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For those of you who weren’t able to get 100% of the total solar eclipse today… I gotchu <3
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wizardpotions · 4 months
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Christmas as a cultural icon is starting to get really dystopian in a climate sense, december has historically been a time of year in which there would be snow in a significant portion of europe and north america, and the fact that its not even icy this time of year and all the christmas songs and decorations reference a time of year that will likely never exist in the same way again in my life time is so strange.
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vilea777 · 1 month
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sorry i cant hang out i forgot how to mimic human like behaviour
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onlytiktoks · 2 months
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