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#No Cure For Us Fic
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No Cure For Us Ch.2 is a bitch to write and I hate her but it must be done
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herelieskrisy · 6 months
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Call me crazy but I think an ellie williams hogwarts AU would be fun.
like, imagine her on the quidditch team and parading you as her gf (or nb partner) at the three broomsticks after winning a game. or you’re two best friends pining for each other and she asks you to be her date for the yule ball.
OR OR my fav is you’re both extremely competitive and would do anything to win the house cup (they’d obviously be in different houses). constantly getting each other in trouble and shit. i’m thinking frame jobs, pranks, racing each other to answer questions in class, and just plain old tattling! would be even more interesting if they both played quidditch and after a heated game got into an intense makeout session (that possibly leads to angry hate sex?).
my fellow tlou + harry potter fans pls pls rise up 😞🙏 im never gonna dream of writing anything harry potter related cause it brings me back to the dark ages (2020 dracotok).
anyways, what house do you think ellie’s in? everyone seems to think gryffindor or slytherin, but ravenclaw could be a possibility. in my belief, she’s more of a gryffindor with ravenclaw undertones.
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irenespring · 4 months
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Me: I'm going to get back into writing fanfiction for a fun creative writing outlet, while I work on other humanities and social sciences in classwork :) Also me: Has now read at least one official medical study, multiple interest/support group and government reports, and several online testimonials re: House's possible amputation vs. non-narcotic pain treatments sans amputation, and now has a pretty good mental chart going of decidedly STEM things.
I have been tricked into researching STEM. Creative writing has betrayed me.
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boxofthings · 6 months
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Hello! I have a question I want to ask but you don't have to answer if you don't want to.
I'm recently found out about Ghost x Roach ship and looked it up along with others ghostroach fics you and other recommended.
What I'm curious is, what made you ship it? What moments of them made you ship them? What hints have you seen from them? Or was it "I think it's a neat ship"? And I don't play cod nor likely would play it in the future. But I did watch the walkthrough of the og cod mw and still trying to finish it.
If you can answer this, thank you very much!
Hi! Completely happy to answer this and it's nice to see new people getting into ghostroach haha :)
I'll admit, there honestly isn't much in terms of hints in the games/in canon that prove these two would be a good couple/in love, and it's mostly due to the early fandom efforts that helped elevate the likability of ghostroach.
That being said I'm sure me and other ghostroach shippers can agree that a large reason why this ship is so appealing is more or less the "they died together" and the "doomed love/lovers" trope that makes room for so much angst (which we all know fandoms EAT UP) <-- This is the reason why I personally ship them I just love tragic couples
The og MW games came out when I was pretty young and yk how kids tend to hyperfixate on the most random things. Mine just happened to be og Ghost, and since we play as Roach I suppose me getting into GhostRoach was a bit like self insert?
But at the same time I thought of Roach as his own character and the fact that he didn't have a backstory (or really any info), that gave people the opportunity to give Roach any personality/quirks that they desired lol.
He was like a blank canvas for writers/artists to just throw their ideas on, and it's pretty common for people to ship their OCs with the most popular character, who, for MW2, would've been Ghost.
It's harder now to find the older content, but back then I remember GhostRoach being pretty popular (or as popular as a ship from COD back then could be) and I did notice people liked to make Roach out to be Ghost's perfect dichotomy, which seems to have stuck, as a lot of GR writers/artists nowadays, including myself, like to portray these two as two opposites that attract.
And with Ghost having a hella angsty backstory combined with him being a bit of a closed off, cold, soldier, it kinda seemed inevitable that ghostroach would become a thing, with people back them headcanoning Roach as a more optimistic, wide-eyed, type of person (and we all know people LOVE the brooding, hardassed, broken character falling in love with the caring, more lively and human character)
Even tho canon doesn't really offer much, there are still small moments that people love to bring up when justifying this ship. Like when Ghost specifically requests to be teamed with Roach on the op to raid Makarov's safehouse, as well as near the end of the Loose Ends mission where Ghost is the one dragging Roach's injured body to safety whilst reassuring Roach that he's got his back. And of course, when Shepherd betrays them, Ghost screams when Roach gets shot and immediately tries to apprehend Shepherd (him screaming "No!" just sounded so shocked and pained). All these moments made it seem like Ghost really cared about Roach.
The way these two died was pretty jarring, if I remember correctly I think even news articles were talking about this plot twist and their deaths. So these two are pretty well-cemented in video game history.
At the end of the day, though, GhostRoach is a pretty "I think this is neat" kind of ship. It's definitely enhanced by the nostalgia of the old games and the factor of being able to project onto Roach as a blank character lmao, but yeah you can't deny that people are gonna hyperfixate the hell outta the pairing that's always doomed to end tragically.
I feel like I could go on and on about them but I don't want to subject y'all to my messy rambles haha but if anyone wants to add their own thoughts I'd love to see it!
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naranjapetrificada · 16 days
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There's something inherently, unfairly affecting about about a western, which is compounded when it's a queer western, which is compounded when it's a queer western AU starring your blorbos, which is compounded when it takes place in a time period recent enough that makes you reflect on the bravery of queer elders who have passed by now but whose latter lives, however briefly, may have overlapped your own.
Which is all to say I should have been more careful about the timing of when I started The Reno Cure, because I'm at that point where I'm approaching the (guaranteed happy) ending but I also kinda don't want to finish because I know I'll still be crying overwhelmed by the courage of those who made a way out of a no way, because even if they didn't see it that way and were just trying to live their lives, the fact that they existed and that we can have even ephemeral, fifth or sixth hand knowledge that they existed and lived and loved makes me feel so connected to humanity that I cannot possibly deal.
So that's uh, been my afternoon.
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knbposting · 2 months
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picturing aokaga goofing around and kagami starts recording a video with the intention that his bf will do something cool on the court or something so he calls aomine's attention over with "hey, dude," and aomine who was not paying attention, tosses the ball in the hoop and turns around like ":))) yes, baby? ♥" then he realises there's a camera and he immediately returns to his usual frowny self like ">:I FUCK" and kagami loses his shit laughing because the switch was INSANEEE
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hollywoodsargeant · 1 year
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mental illness?? overdue for bullet lobotomy?? loscar secret omega fic that i wrote in a furious 4-day haze?? please read and enjoy!
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food-lover9000 · 4 months
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I think this is the time where I go back and try to research the fics of past and see what I liked about them and how they did things so I can try to know how to write yummy yummy fics slightly more then I currently do
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I'm currently working on No Cure For Us Ch.2 and refining the outline of the whole story and I just have to y'all...
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newtedison · 11 months
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brinho week 2023, day 2: safe haven | “we’re safe, aren’t we?”
here’s a short little scene for y’all. this technically takes place after the events of my safe haven brinho fic, but i wrote it so it can be read as a standalone. 
(~1.2k, SFW, hurt/comfort)
Jorge and Aris decide to break the news over dinner.
They stand in front of the rock memorial, hitting two pieces of wood together and calling for attention. Brenda picks her head up from where it had been resting on Minho’s shoulder to listen.
“Hey, everyone,” Jorge greets once the group has quieted down. “Aris has something he wants to tell you.” He claps Aris enthusiastically on the back, the strength of it almost causing Aris to stumble over. 
Aris clears his throat awkwardly. “Uh, hi guys. Some of you might know that me and Jorge have been working on a WCKD tablet we managed to smuggle out of Denver. Well, this morning, we were able to unlock it.”
A sporadic mix of “wow,” “oh?” and “huh” litter the crowd. Brenda and Minho look at each other, eyebrows raised.
“It’s solar powered, so it’s self-sustaining. Hopefully we can use it to repair the other WCKD gear we salvaged. We could keep digital logs and reduce the wood we use to make paper.”
Brenda nods, the idea sounding nice enough.
“What was on it?” Minho suddenly asks. “I mean, we’re still safe, aren’t we?” 
Brenda turns to him in worry at his rapid change of demeanor. Aris stares at him too, also caught off-guard.
“We’re fine, hermano,” Jorge chimes in. “It’s mostly records, like of their medical research. Not all of it, but enough to be helpful. We’ll be able to improve our medicine.”
“There’s also messages between them and some other countries,” Aris says. “We’re not the only survivors.”
To Brenda, this is good news. The weight of potentially being one of the last human beings on Earth was one that had laid heavy on her mind. Knowing there are other people out there, it takes away some of that guilt and responsibility.
But she can feel the way Minho tenses next to her, the energy of it almost radiating outward. She squeezes his hand in concern.
“Hey, what’s up?” she whispers. 
Minho looks at her for a moment, conflicted. Eventually, he stands up and runs toward the woods, Aris briefly pausing whatever he had been saying before continuing. Brenda doesn’t hesitate before following, knowing Jorge will brief her on whatever she missed later.
She doesn’t try and call out to him, knowing that he knows that she’s coming after him. It’s probably what he expected, as well.
He only stops once they make it to the hidden area of the beach where they first met. He stares out at the ocean, the sunset almost finished. 
Brenda silently takes her place next to him, wrapping an arm around his side. She watches the tide with him and waits. It takes him a few minutes to speak.
“They should never have taken that tablet,” he mumbles. Brenda looks up at him; his eyes are a little vacant, like his mind is seeing something else. “It can only make things worse.”
“How?” Brenda asks softly. “What do you know about it?” 
Minho swallows. “They had them everywhere at WCKD. They used them for everything. Opening doors, giving medicine, writing logs.” He looks down at the sand. “Shocking you. Increasing your heart rate. Making you see things.”
Brenda’s heart shudders, much like it does every time Minho mentions his torture at the hands of WCKD. He doesn’t much, which she understands. 
“They’re not here anymore,” Brenda assures. She turns Minho so he’s facing her, but his eyes have trouble focusing. “WCKD is gone. We watched it burn. The whole thing collapsed, no one survived. It’s done. It’s dead.”
“‘We’re not the only survivors,’” Minho repeats Aris’ words. Only this time, they’re filled with dread. “You heard that, right? WCKD was communicating with other people. Those other people can’t be good, and they’re still out there. They’re probably looking for a cure, too.”
“That’s not our problem.” Brenda squeezes Minho’s shoulders. “This island is our home. We’re not going anywhere.”
“But they might.” Minho’s gaze finally hones in on Brenda, wide-eyed and desperate. “What if…what if turning the tablet on sent out a signal of some kind? Maybe it sent our location to the other survivors. They’ll figure out we have Immunes here, they could send boats to try and capture…” 
“Hey, babe, look. Look at the water right now.” Minho turns. “No boats, right? No one’s attacking you right now. No one’s coming for us.”
Minho takes a few long, deep breaths. Brenda rubs a hand on his chest with each breath, right over the heart.
“Not right now,” Minho says through an exhale. “But they could.”
“They could,” Brenda nods. She cups Minho’s face and turns him back to her. “But we have weapons. We have guards watching the island. We’d see them coming from miles away.”
Minho frowns. He opens his mouth, then closes it. He grips Brenda’s side with a panicked tightness.
“I can’t go back,” he whispers. “I can’t let Aris and Sonya go back. It can’t happen to Thomas, to Gally.” His voice begins to rise in anger. “WCKD was willing to kill to get to me. What if the other survivors come, and you’re standing in their way?”
Brenda has a flashback to when WCKD took Minho. She and Jorge had originally left, but came back, and they took down as many WCKD guards as they could. It hadn’t been enough, and the way Thomas screamed out Minho’s name as they dragged his unconscious body into the plane is still so visceral in her mind. 
She’s learned by now not to blame herself for things like this, but when you love someone as much as Brenda loves Minho, it’s hard to push back the guilt. She didn’t know him then, but if she had, she would have done more than snipe the guards. She probably would have ran right into the line of fire if it meant getting him out.
“If I’m in their way,” Brenda says, her hand wrapped around the back of his neck, “then they don’t have a fucking chance.”
Minho looks at her, clearly still uneasy but starting to calm down, his hand fiddling with the fabric of her shirt. She loves how much they joke and banter in their relationship, but she also knows when to turn that off, and when Minho needs her. She’s still learning to be vulnerable, but she’ll do it for him.
“If I…” Minho starts. “If you…” He shakes his head, unable to say it. Brenda knows what he’s thinking. “I know my life has been mostly shit, but you’re still the best thing that’s ever happened to me. You know?”
Brenda gives a small smile. 
“That’s not changing.” She pauses, then decides to turn on some of the humor. “Unless the survivors come and they’re actually super chill, and you meet someone you decide is better than me.”
It manages to crack a smile from Minho, a tension in her chest releasing at the sight of it. She knows the things that haunt Minho will never really leave him, but if she can be there at his side to bring him back to earth, to keep him grounded, and to even get him to laugh, then she’ll be content. It’s the least she can do, really.
Minho pulls her in for a kiss. The sun finishes setting behind them, the darkness of the night draped over them like a blanket. 
“That’s never happening,” Minho assures. “I can promise that.”
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mxanigel · 3 months
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An affliction I can't cure
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a Dragon Age fanfic
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A simple mission to investigate reports of darkspawn activity ends in disaster and changes Neri's life forever. They never named how they felt for Anders. They thought they had more time. Now, it's too late. Yet Neri must somehow continue serving as Amaranthine's arlen and Ferelden's Warden-Commander despite their soul spiraling into despair.
Prologue: this is the way the world ends
Nathaniel senses something amiss on their darkspawn scouting mission. He isn't prepared for what he discovers when he returns to camp.
Rating: M
Relationships: Anders/Surana, eventual Nathaniel Howe/Surana (it's complicated)
Additional Tags: Angst, Love and Loss, Grief, Self-Doubt, Agender Character, Vigil's Keep
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“There’s no place for me here. There’s no place for me anywhere.”
“Andraste’s ass, listen to me when I’m talking to you!” Nathaniel steps forward and then freezes as Anders’s skin crackles with blue energy.
“I told you, don’t come any closer!” He stares at the ground, then at his hands, visibly shaking.
“I need to know what happened! Talk to me, Anders. Please.”
“I don’t know! This wasn’t what I wanted. I never—” He groans, clutching his blood-stained hands to his head.
Nathaniel extends a hand toward him. “Take a deep breath. Walk me through it. When we report to Neri—”
“No! I won’t… I can’t go back.”
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meownotgood · 3 months
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MAGS YOU R SO AMAZING!!! ive been spending the past few days in bed with an awful stuffy nose but getting to finish under the influence made me forget all about my Agony 😔 your works are always something i lose myself in, and oh my god chapter two was INSANE like i could not care less about the snot dripping down my nose because i was so invested in the Sex 😭😭 SORRY IM JUST RAMBLING AT THIS POINT BUT fr i love how much passion you put into your works!! congrats on finishing the most amazing fic ive rver read🩷🩷🩷
🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 thank you so much for your kind words... I'm glad you enjoyed it, it's such an honor!! please get well soon, I am sending you love 🤲💞💞
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abysslll · 8 months
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GRR
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gleefulpoppet · 7 months
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ten tags, ten tunes
Thank you @mynonah and @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion for tagging me! ❤️ This was fun!
Rules: put your “on repeat” playlist on shuffle and share the top ten results — then tag ten people to do the same!
The Lovecats [The Cure}
Underneath [Adam Lambert]
For Your Entertainment [Adam Lambert]
Shivers [Ed Sheeran]
Strut [Adam Lambert]
Just Can't Get Enough [Glee Cast]
Fever [Adam Lambert]
let's [Darren Criss]
A Little Respect [Erasure]
Everybody's Lonely [Jukebox The Ghost]
As for ten tags? I think everyone I know has played or been tagged! Please play along if you would like to!
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sunlightfeeling · 1 year
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Saw the girlbossiest car ever…
Bubblegum Pink Mercedes Benz
The driver was also applying lipgloss using their rear-view mirror…what a queen
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llycaons · 1 year
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any work that has therapy-driven communication as a big theme in the recovery process is inevitably going to be a little ooc just because of how lwj and wwx are as people but sometimes it’s like. in this setting, under these circumstances, it’s nice to consider
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