#a wee chef i'm-

[babisawyer]

I'm putting my cannibal sim family on hold to make a sugar baby house.

#🐇 #I have the main family made but I have to build them like a farm compound and make other family that will live there #I figure there was that new chef kit or whatever that came out they can have a wee bbq stand on the farm #but the sugar baby thing is taking fucking forever I haven't even made them yet #I'm renovating one of the mansions to fit the vibe better it's sort of like rags to riches but they're squatting in this mansion together #btw who made these in game mansions with no pool??? life is not hard enough now I have to build a pool?? #all I've been doing is building lately. I made a rental unit for the new pack I just want to play the game!!! #anyway back I go into build mode 🥴

[the-modern-typewriter]

As a long time lover of vampires, I have recently stumbled upon your wee blog and your vampire writings have me feral and unhinged. You truly capture the alluring and terrifying predator that the vampire should be. They are just so *chef's kiss* amazing! Superb!! Thank you for the undead food!!!

"Do you ever get an answer?"

The protagonist startled, head snapping up. The boy was standing only a metre away, in the aisle, smoky and soft in the candlelight. His eyes seemed to burn, pinprick red and gorgeous, with the fire's reflection. He was...well. He was beautiful.

The protagonist quickly looked away. It was wrong to think such things.

"To your prayers," the boy added, with a smile. "Do you ever get an answer? You're here a lot. I've seen you."

The protagonist swallowed. It would be wrong to lie, and a confession of something to say no. Never. It wasn't something they could say to their parents. What if the silence simply meant that they'd done something wrong? Their parents always seemed so sure.

"I've never heard anything back either," he said, in a confiding tone of voice. "I'm always curious if it's just me."

"He has his reasons, I'm sure. I mean, that's what everyone says."

"Well, if everyone says it."

When they looked up again, the boy was closer than before, in the row in front of them, hands resting lightly on the pew separating them. He had nice hands. Elegant. They were nothing like the protagonist's; calloused, nail-bitten, rough. They would probably be very soft to hold.

They realised they were still on their knees and quickly hastened to stand, cheeks flushing. "I didn't mean to interrupt you," they said. "It's not - people aren't normally here at night."

"No," the boy agreed.

"But you are?"

"Insomnia. I don't sleep much."

"The priests don't mind?"

His smile curled up like kindling catching; just as bright. "They think it's dangerous to be out at night in these parts, but it's yet to stop me."

"My parents don't like it either."

"But here you are."

The protagonist shrugged. "We don't live far from the church. And they - well - they like that I come here."

"And nothing bad can happen on hallowed ground, of course."

"Right."

His eyes really were astonishing. Further away from the light of the candles, the protagonist had expected them to grow shadowed like the rest of his face, but they still seemed so bright. Intent, in a way that nobody had ever looked at them, but which sent a delicious shiver down their spine.

The protagonist realised, with a sharp stab of embarrassment, that they'd leaned in.

"It's okay," the boy said. "I think you're real pretty too."

"It's a sin to lie in church." Their face burned, though. Never mind that they should have protested so many other things about the statement.

The boy laughed and that really was pretty. He leaned in a little in turn. Up close he smelled like...like...the protagonist wasn't exactly sure what it reminded them of. Roses wasn't quite right. Neither was the first snow of winter. Yet it was both of those things, and water on stone, and the church itself a little. Something fleeting. Something that had been there forever.

His finger ghosted beneath the protagonist's chin, a caress, a whisper.

"I - I should go," the protagonist said.

"You don't want to though. You want to kiss me."

Was it so embarrassingly obvious, that forbidden thing?

It was true, but the protagonist would never have said it, never have done it, never have even dreamed of something so bold as to kiss a total stranger in the middle of the night. It was so...the priests would surely not approve. It was difficult to think about the priests, about anything else, when he leaned in the rest of the way.

It wasn't a proper kiss. It was another whisper. A yearning.

Hunger.

It sprung inside the protagonist so hard and fast that they were almost winded by it. To kiss this boy. To be held in the hand of something ancient. To lose themselves in something beyond human.

The protagonist blinked. They shook their head, trying to clear it.

The boy kissed them. It was sweet and heady. For a second, his lips were so cold that the protagonist gasped.

In an instant, or maybe it was a long time, the boy had moved. He had taken the protagonist's hand. He had led them to the altar, glittering a dark gold in the night. Time was honey and melted wax. Time was that his lips were still against theirs, and it was all surely wrong, but their first proper kiss didn't feel wrong at all. It felt like the answer to a question they had been screaming for a while.

They were both on their knees, then, somehow. His fingers carded through the protagonist's hair, so gently, so tenderly. His lips trailed a song against the protagonist's throat, a comet path. Hot. Scattering molten stars through their body.

"Pray," he whispered against their ear. "Tell me if you get a fucking answer this time."

Then he sank his fangs into the protagonist's throat.

#idk what to tell you guys #it just happened #vampires #writing #short story #vampire #blood drinking #ficlet #fic #writeblr #short fiction #creative writing #something something I'm a bit obsessed with the idea of gods and vampires and churches

[jet-teeth]

I suppose i could work this into that "what am I here to see" post.

1. Your penwork is phenomenal and you work that into mechanical designs, on top of that you make them fluid instead of rigid which is just *chef's kiss*. In short im here for your machine drawings

2. Peaches the Daemon Engine is precious (I have a newfound love for Daemon Engines since starting a personal project)

Hey there! Didn't mean to forget to respond to this LITERAL MONTHS LATER but I was working on a response drawing, got too detailed with it, and then forgotti. Classic. (gonna give it its own post in a bit pff) But yes glad you enjoy the Machine Friends! Bringing the mechanical "to life" is like my entire schtick, so yes... it can be tough to make mechanical things feel like they are moving and running around in a "natural" way so I try to work a lot of energy into my sketches... I'm super glad when people pick up on that, especially with the less obviously humanoid/animalistic (zoomorphic?) ones where such expression is tougher to work with! Anyway, more Peaches for you, and some more in a wee bit haa:

#daemon engine #maulerfiend #OC:Peaches #jet squawkings #Jet art #I am literally the worst at getting back to people in a timely manner shkdhfsdf #sometimes it is The Anxiety and sometimes I really just have no sense of time perception

[kordyceps]

OK I mean obviously I'm reading your steter stuff on AO3 but I'd love to know if you have an all time favourite? Either your fave of your own work, or fave of another author's that you rec/reread/still think about a million years later (or both lol)

Oh man, okay, sorry for taking so long to reply to this ask! But it's such a good one and I unfortunately have the memory of a gold fish, so I needed to do Research™ (aka reread all my favs again lmao) so I could answer it properly. 😂

I only have one Steter fic of my own atm, so I guess that's my de facto personal fav for now…

But as for other folks' work, god, there are sooooo many great Steter fics out there!! So these are just a handful of my top favs, and definitely not a comprehensive list!

Five Times Peter and Stiles Troll the Pack by taylorpotato Rating: M | 2.5k | requires an AO3 account to read Stiles and Peter yell at each other in Polish, misleading the pack into think they're fighting, when in reality it's all just like completely fuckin' filthy dirty talk lmao. Short, but very funny, and such a perfect capture of their mischievous dynamic. 10/10, would recommend!

The Devil You Know by Twisted_Mind Rating: E | 11.6k Peter is there for Stiles when no one else is, and uses that to slowly manipulate his way into earning Stiles' explicit trust. And ooooh boy, is it so delicious and spicy. God damn! Cards on the table: this fic definitely won't be for everyone since it wades into some darker waters. But oh my god do I love love LOVE Peter's characterization in it. God, I feel like I could write a whole damn essay about this fic, but then I'd just end up spoiling the whole thing LOL. Just--if you like darker, manipulative Peter and enjoy your sweetness just a wee bit twisted, then 10/10 would recommend!

The Prince and the Pease by luulapants Rating: E | 47k | requires an AO3 account to read Medieval/Royalty AU where Peter is forced to cede his claim to the throne and become a "guest" of King Deucalion's as part of a peace treaty between the two kingdoms. Stiles, who is suspiciously far too mouthy for your average servant, is gifted to Peter as a bedwarmer. This one does such an incredible, masterful job at translating the characters into its setting and time period. The sass, the wit, the wordplay! You can definitely tell the author knows their shit, and my god is it fantastic. The plot itself is also so satisfying -- lots of great ups and downs, and, ugh, just so good! (Be sure to read p2 for the full ending btw!) Needless to say, 10/10, would recommend!

Keeping him (It's all about intent) by sittinginmytincan Rating: M (& E for oneshot sequel) | 121k Stiles winds up slingshotted into his own future, where it turns out he's married to Peter Hale of all people. His only way back is with Lydia's help, but she's gone mysteriously missing somewhere on the east coast while investigating some strange disappearances. Man, this fic….. I feel like the writer for this one must have received a checklist of things I'm into and decided to mark nearly every single one of them lol. Time travel, woke up married, magical theory, an enthralling af plotline -- and it's so thorough. Like, everything is so incredibly well thought out, the characterization is on point, and the development of Stiles and Peter's relationship is just chef kiss. Definitely 10/10, would recommend!

The Striking Complication by aurevell Rating: T | 118k I don't even want to write a summary up for this one because the mystery of it all and peeling back what's happening piece by piece is, imo, the best way to experience it. This story is intense as fuck, near relentlessly oppressive, and impossible to put down. It keeps you constantly at the edge of your seat as you try to figure out what is going on and how Peter and Stiles will survive it, with these heart-wrenchingly sweet breather moments sprinkled throughout. If you enjoy time loop stories, this one is an absolute must read! 10/10, would recommend!

build-a-beau by veterization Rating: E | 41.5k Tired of his dad always worrying about him being single, Stiles decides to pay for a fake boyfriend service so he can finally get his pops off his back about it. It goes about as well as one can expect a fake texting boyfriend you accidentally catch real feelings for can go lmao. This fic is wonderfully witty, with really fantastic banter between the two of them, and it's just so very fun getting to watch the pretend part of their exchanges slip more and more into something genuine. 10/10, would recommend!

Under the Songbird's Wing by mia6363 Raing: E | 87k Stiles is captured and held in captivity alongside Peter, Deucalion, and Satomi Ito. To survive, Stiles runs through lacrosse drills and tells stories, eventually persuading his fellow cellmates out of their shells and establishing a profound, unbreakable bond between them. This one is HEAVY, folks. Like, heavy heavy. But, god, it's also such a beautiful exploration of the characters and the bonds they develop through shared captivity. I don't even know what more to say, really, it's just haunting and lovely and awful and wonderful all at once. In the mood for something that hurts? Then 10/10, would recommend!

#yes ALL of these are 10/10 would recommend!!! 👏😤 #steter #fic recs #I may have gone overboard with this lmao #but I just!!!! love steter and these fics so much and I had to gush about every single one!!!! #and there is definitely no way I could have picked just one #teen wolf #asks #dre606

[gogotti]

hey!! first off, your writing is just *chef's kiss*, i love it!!!

could i pretty please request smutty michael myers (og or rz) with an afab reader who is kinda silly, snarky, very much a funny friend/class clown type personality, and who likes egging him on and taunting him because they love when he's extra rough with them? they're just a wee bit of a brat who likes being scared and wants to be put in their place. tyyyy 💗🥺

First, thank you so much!! You are the first *chef's kiss* I've ever got so this made me very happy!!! I chose RZ for this because bark bark lmfaooo but I hope you enjoy it! I don't know if I interpreted this the right way so if I didn't I'm sorry, you are more than welcome to try again! ;) I did it half hc's and half fic cause I HAD to write the smutty part out.

and if you'd like to see more Michael Myers I have a few other fics!!

Michael Myers/Reader - NSFW

Warnings: none really, readers being silly goofy and fucking with Michael, Michael chokes you, Michael gets to cum but you don't :( I'm trying something new and using the word "cunt" instead of "pussy" so that's in there too

Messing with Michael was by far your favorite activity. 

Michael’s minding his business, sitting in his art room making masks, and you? You’ve been tearing small pieces of paper from the notepad at your side and trying to get one to land in his ear.

Michael’s trying to peacefully watch a movie and you're in the other room with the remote, turning it on and off to fuck with him and making him think he’s sitting on it

Every time he would huff and grunt at you, you would playfully do it back, effectively making any communication impossible. And earning you a warning growl when you passed the 5-minute mark

(Which was 3 minutes longer than Michael would have normally tolerated, so you saw it as a win)

Earlier you managed to find his candy stash, which he very much prided himself on hiding from you, and decided to parade around the house with his last remaining Hersey bar. You weren’t gonna eat it, of course, you were going to let him think you were.

The look on his face, which for once was one that you couldn't decipher, made chills go down your spine, and as Michael passed by you couldn't help but cower slightly.

You literally ran back to his stash and put it back. You also made a note to yourself to buy him more, just in case.

You even went as far as hiding his jumpsuit, which looking back at the situation from your standpoint now, was the best and maybe, possibly, the worst decision you’ve made yet.

It was obvious Michael wanted to go out tonight, his patience had been worn thin since he woke up and you were, intentionally, the cause of it. You were sitting comfortably in the center of your shared bed, watching and grinning every time Michael turned his back to you as he paced the room, desperately trying to remember where he last put his jumpsuit. You had been silent until this point, wanting Michael to simmer in his frustration a bit longer before you offered nothing but a witty comment to aggravate him further.

Your eyes swept around the room slowly, eventually settling on the closet he tore apart in his search. His jumpsuit sat comfortably under his pillow, folded as flat as you could get it in a fit of giggles, so Michael’s fit of destruction was very unnecessary, as well as a fitting punishment for you to deal with later. You glanced at Michal again, who stood silently across from you. “Michael, maybe you missed something in the clo-..!”

Michael rushed at you suddenly, you didn't have time to avoid the crushing fist that clamped around your neck; your sputtering and grabbing at Michael’s hand did not stop him from pushing you back against the headboard and knocking the wind out of you. As you struggled to breathe Michael stood above you, blue eyes staring down with less than violent intentions, surprisingly. His eyes were settled on his jumpsuit, folded and tossed haphazardly under his pillow, which had been tossed to the side in his fit. He knew that you were the one who put it there, so his eyes shot to you, and he huffed at your struggle to look innocent. “Oh… It’s under your pillow, Michael…” You looked at him cautiously before moving to pick it up and mindlessly wipe and mess with it. “Hm… wonder how it got there… I could’ve sworn-!!”

Again, Michael grabbed at your throat, only this time he kept you suspended. He quickly swiped everything but a single pillow off of the bed, tossing you down, and roughly flipping you over when you landed. It was much easier to let him toss you around, so you didn't bother moving; instead, you settled into your spot, quickly getting comfortable underneath him, a cocky grin forming on your face that you were glad Michael wasn't paying attention too. The sound of the nightstand being rummaged through grabbed your attention, and you could only turn your head slightly before he roughly grabbed your hair, shoving you into the pillow below you. You moaned into the pillow at the grip he had on your hair, just barely able to hear Michael’s huff from above you. The sudden noise of Michael tossing something onto the dresser drew your attention again, and only now could you hear the wet noises coming from Michael. 

He took his hand off of your head and slipped it underneath you, scooping you up slightly and moving around a bit before placing his cock between your thighs, close enough so the tip could bump against your cunt. You hummed as you felt Michael begin to move, placing you down and beginning to thrust slowly. His cock brushed against your clit deliciously, and your body immedietly melted at the feeling, soft breaths and moans spilling from your mouth as Michael rocked slowly above you. Michael shifted, the bed dipping on your sides slightly, and you quickly assumed he was adjusting, only to have your hair pulled roughly, your head flying back so you could see Michael perfectly. He quickly let go of your hair, now reaching for your throat and grabbing harshly. He placed his other hand on your hip, squeezing a bruise into your side as he began to thrust faster. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, and high-pitched whines and moans poured from your hanging jaw, unable to close because of the brutal pleasure Michael was putting you through. 

His cock rammed into your clit, the feeling making your cunt clench around nothing and drawing a loud plea from your mouth. “Michael, please, I want you inside!” You whined loudly as Michael huffed and continued to roughly fuck your thighs, seemingly ignoring your plea. A yelp left your mouth as Michael slightly slowed for a moment to thrust himself into your cunt, grunting at the feeling of your walls clenching down onto his cock, and continuing his brutal pace. The stretch of Michael suddenly entering you was painful, but each rough thrust sent a shock of pleasure through you that made you bite into your lip in order to keep yourself grounded. It wasn't long before you felt the familiar pull of an orgasm begin to form in your core, and you could tell Michael was getting closer too, his thrusts began to get rougher and sloppier. You needed more, but whining and pleading for Michael to do literally anything to finally make you cum seemed useless since Michael wasn’t paying any attention to you. You could feel Micheal's hips stutter and slow as he thrust himself balls deep, filling your cunt. 

You whined as Michael slowed, and that feeling in your core began to fade until you were right back where you started: desperately needing Michael to rail you. He slowly pulled out and your eyes widened, “You're not done, are you?”

Michael of course didn't respond, instead, you watched as he got off of the bed and snatched his jumpsuit off of the floor, carelessly walking into the bathroom as you stared at him in shock. He came out of the bathroom shortly after, immediately turning toward the door to leave causing you to sit up quickly, speaking loud enough to get his attention.

“What if I said I’m sorry?”

#rz michael myers #michael myers #michael myers x y/n #michael myers x you #rob zombie michael myers #michael myers x reader

[edsbacktattoo]

some highlights from the livestream:

david saying that if Fang wasn't a pirate, he'd be a primary school teacher. Con said that Izzy would be a chef/undertaker

Kristian: "Con I had a dream about you last night." Con: >:) (turned out con had a bomb in the dream)

IZZY WOULD HAVE A JACK RUSSELL lmfao and Fang would have a labrador and Wee John would have an Irish Wolf Hound. (all incredibly on brand)

(about the beard tug) "was that painful?" David: "no cause it was done with love :) it was a love tug" Con: "it was a love tug. i think fang and izzy have had a few love tugs in their past ;)" HUH

kristian saying the words "i'll never stop licking. i'll never stop loving"

KRISTIAN HAVING TO MOVE HIS CAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LIVE

con: "david if you're going to get into my pants i'm still going to be in them"

"wee john and izzy both have last names. what would you pick as a last name for Fang?" David: "TASTIC!!!!!"

#they're gorgeous. all of them #they're all so sweet #i love that you can tell how much they care about one another #ofmd #ofmd cast

[bettyfrommars]

Squirrel (a Gutterballs story)

Eddie Munson x betty!Reader

A jump from modern day to the early 1990's when we meet a young, aspiring rockstar Eddie Munson at the heart of the Seattle grunge scene. I had the huge honor of being included in the Tattoo Cover-up Valentine's Day Special episode of Gutterballs by @dr-aculaaa and I'm still emotional about it, to be honest. This wee contribution is dedicated to Drac, as well as all of the Gutterballs friends I'm proud to know because of this fandom (coming for you, Daria.)

word count: 1.4k

18+, smoking weed, the term 'bitches' used affectionally, mention of heartbreak, allusions to mental illness, a supposed one-night stand that became more, mention of addiction, that one friend who can find anyone online, hurt/comfort. Reader (Betty) has a good friend named Shelby, which is actually my cat in real life.

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You picked at the label of your beer, waiting impatiently for your friend to pull up something on her laptop.

It was the recent episode of Gutterballs that had spurred your Sherlock Holmes friend into action. You said something in passing about how it’d be impossible to find the rest of Eddie Munson’s lost loves that were mentioned on the infamous podcast, and then she’d lost sleep wanting to prove you wrong.  

“So. Here’s Abi and Chelsea,” Shelby motioned for you to come and look over her shoulder. She clicked on search tabs one at a time, including one for Ashley, causing a melancholy smile to quiver at the side of your mouth.  “Pretty,” you nodded. “Eddie always knew how to pick ‘em.”

“This one looks dangerous,” she pointed to Jo, adjusting her glasses. “They all seem totally cool, actually.” 

You scanned the various results from her internet sleuthing.  “Which one is that?”

“Oh, that’s Meg,” Shelby clicked on a social media profile, and then pulled up a video of a chef with purple hair preparing something on the morning show.

“Fuckin, Meg,” you said under your breath in your best Eddie voice.  

“Doesn’t she own that restaurant in Chicago we couldn’t afford to go to?” Shelby pinched her joint from the ashtray and took a drag, enlarging photos from their menu, concentrating.  “I wonder if they accept Groupon.”

You stealthily followed Abby on social media from your private account and planned to buy some of her watercolor paintings.  Funny enough, you already knew Emily. The two of you had been part of a mutual friend group for years, and so when Eddie mentioned them being a bitch you had to snort a laugh because…yeah.    

“Nice work, Columbo,” you patted Shelby’s shoulder.  “You found all of them in under 24 hours. I shall make you a commemorative plaque out of dry macaroni.”

Checking her phone, your sleuth friend mumbled to herself as she went down a rabbit hole of social media comments.

“Not all,” she slipped her bottom lip through her teeth a few times.  “Took me a while to find Rose, they go by a different name on social media.  The drawings they do are badass, and they like that same actor you do, the one with the Minecraft head.”

“So, I’m the only one out of all of them who didn’t do anything with my life? Nice.”

“Hey,” she said in mock scorn.  “I bet none of these bitches can say they’ve had absolutely every career that’s ever existed. It takes a special kind of ingenuity to change jobs every 6 months. Plus, you wrote and published a whole-ass novel.”

“It only sold 37 copies,” you muttered. “Ten of which were to you and mom.”

You held your breath after that, watching the screen, waiting for the one name you hadn’t been able to connect a face to yet, but instead, Shelby slumped on the barstool with a defeated sigh.  “Daria might be the one that got away.  Haven’t found even a crumb for who or where they might be.”

“Damn,” you said softly.   …where are you, Strigoi? 

“How does Eddie even pull partners this hot?” Shelby asked, turning to dig for her Visine.  “Wasn’t he the one who bragged about being able to burp the alphabet?”

Laughter bubbled in your throat at the memory; the type of laugh that immediately made tears burst from your eyes. You wiped your face in a way that was more of a slap and turned to stare at the gloom settling into the pines outside the window. 

“He has a way about him I suppose.”

“I think you should call him,” she blurted, offering you a hit off the purple kush, but you waved her off. “If only to figure out the Daria mystery.”

“Oh yeah? Just call him? Just like that? Oh, hey Eddie I know it’s been almost three decades, but what’s new?”

“I mean, sounds legit to me.”

Remember those rainy days, Squirrel? Remember…

You tossed and turned early the next morning, reaching for your phone to scroll and help push away intrusive thoughts.  How many things you’d fucked up, how many friends you’d lost to time and death and sloppy choices.

Maybe not all was lost…

Seattle, early 1990’s

“My lady is here with us tonight,” Eddie rumbled into the mic, gesturing to you from where he stood on that rickety old stage in front of a rowdy crowd at The Crocodile Cafe. Alice in Chains had played there, as well as Mother Love Bone and Mudhoney, back before they were household names. “This next one's for her.”

From your seat at the bar, you locked eyes with him, beaming with pride, but also shaking your head. “I hate you,” mouthing the words made his dimpled grin grow wider.

“Betty Spaghetti…. My beautiful Aquarius twin.”

The ink on your matching Aquarius glyph tattoos were still covered in Aquaphor that night.  You’d spent the past two weeks trying to figure out how this chatty Indiana boy had managed to become a permanent fixture in your life. 

“I don’t want anything serious,” you’d said into his mouth while your hands were all over each other in the dive bar bathroom the first time you met. Bonding over booze, blow, and the shared trauma of losing a parent, you recognized that emptiness mirrored in each other and wanted to fill it.  

“Cool, neither do I,” he mumbled, shoving his jeans down his hips.  

But he’d been lying through his teeth, and he confessed that to you a month later down on the wharf, handing over a little squirrel made of shells from the pocket of his leather jacket. He’d been sneaky and bought it at Ye Olde Curiosity Shop, a place the two of you liked to go to visit the mummified remains of a dude named Sylvester. 

There was no major foundation for giving him the nickname Squirrel, one day it just happened.  He was on the couch in his boxers, stoned out of his gourd, shoveling pretzels into his mouth at such a manic rate that his cheeks looked like they were about to burst.  

“So, you knew I was the one back then? In a dark bar after 8 shots?” 

He looped his arm with yours as you walked. “Uh-huh, still do,” he leaned in closer. “Still do.”

At that moment, during those days, you worried that you wouldn’t be able to breathe without him. You were both so young, too young to fully comprehend the impact of that time in your life in later years, or what a trauma bond even was.

But then the day came that you’d come to realize would always arrive for you eventually, and that was the time to move on: to other experiences, other people. 

You didn’t know at the time that it could be done any other way, and so you made a real mess of things. 

He made several attempts to get in touch with you, including the time years later when he found out from your mom that you were in rehab.  He wrote to you, but you never wrote back, never returned his calls.  

He wasn’t trying to stir up the old flames or get back together; by then, that ship had sailed, and the Eddie Munson you knew never stayed single for long.  But he did want you to know that you weren’t alone, that you would always have a friend in him. That he’d meant it when he said he’d always care about you.

Returning to the current reality, you chewed at your thumbnail, staring at the phone number Shelby had written down for you on a yellow legal pad.  How she’d managed to get a hold of Eddie Munson’s private cell number, you’d never know.  

You were about to end the call after the second ring, flustered, thinking it would be better to send a text, when just then—- he answered. 

Eddie recognized the area code, but never thought in a million years that it would be…

“H-hey Squirrel, it’s me.”

Dead silence made your heart flop.  Maybe you should say it’s a wrong number, maybe this was a mistake.  What if he considered you a lost love, but he no longer wanted anything to do with you? He did cover up the tattoo, after all.  

“Well, well, if it isn’t my Betty Fuckin’ Spaghetti,” you could hear the joy in his voice, could hear his wide smile cracking into seasoned laugh lines.  “I’ve missed the shit outta you.” 

#Eddie Munson #Eddie Munson fanfic #Gutterballs

[1ovede1uxe]

How good are the Stardust Crusaders at cooking?

irrelavant author's note: hi everyone! I've been super duper swamped recently with university just starting (and my 18th birthday), so please forgive me for inactivity! I'm having second thoughts about posting the Jotaro x Reader fic, I'm just a wee bit insecure about my romantic writing, hence the extreme lack of romantic anything that's original. I'm working on making some headings and visuals for my headcanons in the meantime. Also, I'm a decent way through SBR, so hopefully, I can start adding SBR characters into my writing. Enjoy :)

all characters are written in the time of SDC, so these do not apply to young Joseph and 4taro on

Jotaro Kujo

Okay hear me out, he's actually a pretty decent chef!

Holly helped him learn the basics when he was younger

Since he learned the basics, he cooks once a week for his mom and always will as much as he can

He's no five-star chef, but his food tastes pretty good!

He knows a lot about spice combinations for some reason

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Gyudon

Noriaki Kakyoin

He does not know a lot about cooking from scratch

Poor boy needs a recipe for things like spaghetti and instructions for mashed potatoes

He just wants to make sure he has it right!!

He cooked for the Crusaders one night with what little supplies they had and it was definitely food

He was not allowed to cook again

I feel like he likes cold/lukewarm foods rather than hot foods

he's very good at making simple foods taste great though

Oh, that instant ramen you packed? It looks and tastes like it's fresh from a restaurant once Kakyoin prepares it

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Soba (served cold)

He also definitely has a major sweet tooth

Muhammed Avdol

Now this is a five star chef

Could open a restaurant if he wanted to

He can cook any kind of cuisine, and if he's unfamiliar and it turns out wrong it still tastes delicious

He can make food out of literally anything around him

It’s everyone’s favorite when it’s his night to cook

Gets into debates/competitions with Polnareff about who the better cook is

His cooking is too spicy for Joseph sometimes (he used red pepper and garlic in a simple dish one time)

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Kofta and Kebab, or sushi

Jean Pierre Polnareff

We got another five star chef up in this bitch!!

Could also open a restaurant if he wanted to

He has a sweet tooth 100% for cakes/macarons

He’s a great chef, but has a taste and talent for French cuisine, so its rare to find him cooking during the 50 day trip

He’s not a picky eater but super critical of everything he eats (he’s whiny)

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Terrine

Joseph Joestar

He’s got it down, but like not as incredible as Polnareff or Avdol

When it’s his night to cook, he can work with what he has around him pretty well

It’s not melt-in-your-mouth delicious, but its still pretty good

He does have a few specific meals down really well though, specifically some Italian dishes because it reminds him of the past, and the heavy influence of Italian food in New York

He makes a mean sandwich, his sub sandwiches are unlike any other, and if you ask him to make a pastrami on rye or a patty melt it’ll taste like it was made at home

He also makes a god tier American Country breakfast, it’s the best eggs, bacon, and flapjacks you’ll ever have

Signature/Favorite dish to prepare - Squid Ink Spaghetti

#graceposting #jjba #jojo no kimyō na bōken #jojos bizarre adventure #joseph joestar #jotaro kujo #Oldseph #noriaki kakyoin #jjba headcanons #stardust crusaders #jean pierre polnareff #muhammad avdol

[skylarkking]

Ships that make me go FERAL. 🔞

Tfp Ratchet x Optimus. These two... oh my fucking God these two. I imagine Ratchet being a valvedom here and having Optimus on a leash as foreplay whenever the pair were alone with eachother. Like just the thought of Optimus whimpering for release as Ratchet touches every sensitive spot on him. Fucking amazing. Plus there is such a gay romance between them in tfp that makes my heart go wee!

Tfa Shockwave x Blurr. Tiny doms are my FAVORITE thing. Blurr being absolutely tiny compared to Shockwave yet being able to make the Decepticon become a begging whining mess is just *chefs kiss*. I also think this ship would be one of those super tragic ones if it ever happened in cannon and I think it came about because of how Shockwave's voice somewhat wavered when he crushed Blurr.

MTMTE Megatron x Rung. *incoherent feral goblin noises*

Armada Megatron x Optimus. Now let me explain something to you all. This show (at least the English dub) is RIDDLED with homoerotic sexual tension. In all other continuities that I've seen thus far (aside from MTMTE and MAYBE earthspark [which idk because I have yet to watch earthspark]) when Optimus fucking dies the Megatron of that continuity REJOICES! But Armada Megatron? No, he fucking MOURNS! He straight up cries out for him and has a massive "I've won, but at what cost?" Moment.

Cyberverse Hot Rod x Soundwave. Do I need to explain myself with this one? Of course I do because I'm a fucking degenerate! I KNOW these two bastards have the nastiest, angriest interface sessions EVER! I'm talking full on BDSM shit where it's not just a frag session, but a battle of dominance. At first these sort of things were merely angry frags just to get off, but over time they became ADDICTED to eachother. So much so that the hate slowly became love. And when Soundwave sacrificed himself and was no more, I think a piece of Hot Rod died with him.

G1 Starscream x Skyfire. Look okay just... just listen. I headcannon that for YEARS Starscream blamed himself for the disappearance of Skyfire and that made him extremely cold on the inside. When the Decepticons found Skyfire Starscream literally was battling with guilt the entire time and was doing everything to make amends with the one he loved only to lose him again. This time, to the Autobots.

BW Dinobot x Rattrap. Gotta love a good hate fuck.

Cyberverse chromia x windblade. THESE TWO! AHHHHHHH GIVE ME THE LESBIAN LOVE THEY DESERVE EACHOTHER OMG!!!! I ENVY I ENVY I FUCKING ENVY!

Tfa Lockdown x Swindle. Fucking greedy little leeches the both of them. They would have the roughest interface and Lockdown would have to gag Swindle to prevent the bot from trying to negotiate (since he HAS to make a deal due to his greed programming that is hardwired into him). But despite being rough with eachother I think they genuinely love eachother. They just are too prideful to fully say it.

#transformers #transformers headcanons #valveplug #hi mom

[howlingday]

Ask

Jaune Not from Remnant He's from louisiana usa and somehow wound up there. He now has to pretend he's always been there while being forced to become a huntsman Do not give up his secret. How does he solve the Is the grimm problem Easy redneck Engineering he makes a fucking tank.

I don't think tanks exist in Remnant Which is really weird cause you don't need Huntsman to operate them. And i'm pretty sure they could fuck up any grimm just about Like the main Canon could take out heavily armored opponents. The .50 bmg Takes out smaller ones.

I'm... not sure how to approach this one. Like, the premise is neat, but Jaune being from Louisiana is already a wild concept. By this logic, not only does Jaune not have aura, but likely never will, nor will he have a semblance. Not to mention that Jaune doesn't really strike me as the mechanical engineer type, granted his growing up in LA could change his personality just a tinge. Personally, if I was going to make Jaune from down that way, I'd make him a chef, whipping up some delicious rice and shrimp into a gumbo, though I'm not really an expert on what does on in the southeastern US.

As for the presence of tanks, I will agree that it is odd, but one thing to consider is that RWBY has kind of evolved past tanks. Maybe in the Great War there were tanks, but in the current era with hard-light shields, automaton soldiers, and walking mechs, RWBY has probably gone Metal Gear and evolved their weaponry to an era beyond fuel and low-impact bullets. It kinda makes sense since you've got huge, armored Grimm running around, like Ursa, Beowolves, and Beringels. Heck, the armor might even be too thick for mortar fire.

But yeah, this is a neat AU, though it might need a little tweaking. Jaune being a redneck engineer from Louisiana and building tanks seems just a WEE BIT out of character for him. Now, if it was Ruby, that'd be different, since she's already a gun nut.

Though, I remember a couple stories from this ask. The first one that comes to mind is an OLD RWBY AU idea I had about Jaune being an investigative journalist lost in the bayou with Ruby (Bayou AU). Another was an incorrect quote from Far Cry 6, which led a little bit into Jaune and Ruby making plans for a tank he made a long time ago. I dunno, those are just some ideas I had.

#rwby #rwby au #my thoughts #my answer #my answers #bayou au #far cry #far cry 6 #jaune arc #ruby rose

[dancingretro]

I just want to give a shout out to those writing fic for The English. (2022) We're just a wee little fandom, with only 13 fics currently on A03. But I've read every single one of them, and they are all perfection. Seriously, every single one is quality. I hope our little fandom continues to grow but considering the show is only a mini series, I think it's kind of unlikely. It's probably always going to be a small. I'm in the middle of editing my own fic at the moment. I have to tell you, I haven't written fic in well over a decade but this show just hit me so hard that I couldn't stop myself. It's certainly gotten the creative juices flowing, as good art usually does. Thank you, fellow writers. You're all *chefs kiss*

#the english 2022 #amazon prime #western #historical drama #fanfiction #a03 fanfic #emily blunt #chaske spencer #eli x cornelia #eli whipp #cornelia locke #the english

[yeahthatswhatimtolkienabout]

I have a concept for a OFMD fic that I want to write but I need to enthuse about it here bc its making me laugh so much and no one else understands me.

So some kinda modern au where they all end up at a karaoke bar and for some reason my batshit brain decided that Izzy would sing this (don't fucking ask me why, I actually don't even know)

And Frenchie and Wee John would be there with backing vocals and spashing water around at the key changes all dramatic like - buttons would be there with a fan and a smoke machine and there would be lasers and Ed would be poo pooing it bc he can do Celine better (ofc) and Stede would be crying bc who wouldn't and the swede would look aghast bc his phantom of the opera has been massively surpassed - Jim would be puking in a bucket or smth i dunno

And he'd be singing it to Lucius or someone (no actually yes just Lucius) because I'm a raging sprizzy shipper okay and it would be just *chefs kiss* and and and

Okay. Breathe.

Back to it!

#our flag means death #ofmd #our flag means death fanfic #ofmd fanfic #sprigghand #sprizzy #izzy x lucius #ed x stede #ed teach #stede bonnet #frenchie #wee john feeney #izzy hands #lucius spriggs #im okay now #thanks #thanks for coming to my ted talk #Spotify

[sapphicsigh]

🛑🛑🛑OFMD EPS 6&7 SPOILERS🛑🛑🛑

Gm y'all...I'm feeling a lot of feelings:

1st- to get it out of the way, Stede & Ed slept together. I didn't like the circumstances around it. Stede just killed Low, and I worry that that incredibly emotinally charged incident led them to make a rash decision. Ed JUST said he wanted to take it slow. It feels antithetical to their relationship, and it just rubs me the wrong way. I would have preferred a more organic/slower development of the sexual side of their relationship.

Edit: I'm not saying that Ed didn't want to sleep with Stede or that it wasn't consenual. Ed really loves Stede so, I'm sure in the moment, he got swept up in it all. In the next ep, Ed says he thinks it was a mistake, which I agree with (not for the same reasons as him tho). I don't think rushing into sex was the best decision they've ever made together. But maybe that's the point? In the ep where they're having dinner at Annie's and Mary's, Mary tells them that her unhinged relationship is what an *adult* relationship looks like, implying that their relationship is juvenile, which in some ways, it is. They're both have a lot of emotional growth to do and being in love is new for them (may not be for Ed but this is absolutely Stede's first time being in love.) So maybe they're brashness and their impatience is the point...they're like teenagers, making mistakes and being emotional and irrational.

2nd- IZZY SINGING LE VIE EN ROSE. I screamed out loud. It was so beautiful, and the vulnerability that Izzy showed by singing and wearing makeup in front of everyone was so heartwarming and hopeful😭🫡💅🏻. I love Con so much, and he is such a phenomenal actor it's unreal.

3rd-the pacing felt off in these 2 eps. Everything just felt rushed. Like they're trying to cram too much in

4th-NO SPRIZZY INTERACTION 🙃🙃🙃 I get that Lucius and Black Pete had to be below deck for the plot or whatever, but I just want somebody to love Izzy and I'm getting impatient.

5th- Wee john in drag looked GORGEOUS. I loved the Seaweed boa, and the sparkly oysters were *chef's kiss*

Overall, these eps definitely weren't my favorites of the season. 🫠

#ofmd #our flag means death #today on tumblr #ofmd s2 #ed teach #babygirl teach #ofmd s2 spoilers #lesbian #lgbtq #queer

[renton6echo]

Day 1 of 30 Days of The Bad Batch

Season 1, Episode 1: Aftermath

Alright. Let's dive into, probably, my favorite episode of the series so far. It's just such a great opening to the characters and the story. What a way to open a series right at Order 66. I just knew we were in for such a rollercoaster from the start of this show. Really, Order 66? That's where you're starting off the show? Force, have mercy on us all.

The biggest gem of this episode is that it's the only one we get where we get to see Hunter, Echo, Tech, Wrecker, and Crosshair just be a squad together. If I had my wish, I would have liked to have seen more of that before Crosshair and the rest of the batch split off. It was harder to see what the loss of Crosshair did to the team on an emotional and military tactics level. We didn't get much in the way of their team dynamic apart from Crosshair just being known as the surly, grumpy one. While I do love all the theories around how it was likely Echo who stepped into the role that Crosshair had like like being the peacekeeper between Tech and Wrecker's, it would have been nice to see more of that so we had an idea of what the Batch lost.

I've put my live musings of the episode under this thread for the sake of my followers. Sorry, not sorry!! Ya'll knew what you were getting into following me 👀

Not sure if anyone else is interested in doing this but if you're also re-watching TBB before the season 3 premiere be sure to tag all your musings in the #30 Days of The Bad Batch so I can read them!!

@floundrickthewayfarer @saturn-sends-hugs @the-bi-space-ace

First off, Captain Grey, I wish we had gotten to know you more before your chip activated because you seem like a sassy and salty man. I'm sure you and Rex swapped lots of stories.

Wee Kanan. I remember watching this the first time and having just finished Rebels. I saw and heard Kanan and literally said, "Oh, shit. Please no!! This is so mean." Good times. Good times.

So at what point did they realize they could use Echo's scomp as a melee weapon? It is so badass.

Oooff. That shot of the large canyon separating Kanan and Hunter that symbolizes the break between clone and Jedi *chefs kiss*

I really wish we had more scenes take place in TBB's barracks. So many fun details to dissect.

Will never get over Tech's matter-the-fact "My exceptional mind." Legend.

LOL. Echo's put-out expression when Wrecker notes how ugly Palpatine is! I've never noticed that.

Wonder how well the clones are informed in intergalactic politics. Echo seems to have a real knowledge of the larger political nuance more than the others. He is the first to openly question clones as soldiers of the Empire versus the Republic. I assume the Kaminoans would not have spent a lot of time educating clones on political structures and more on just being compliant with the system they were born into. For most clones, the transition from republic to empire is more or less just a name change, but Echo clearly takes issue with the implications.

Battle simulation time! Honestly, I could watch a whole series of clones just bantering and comming each other in battle. Such a fun, creative way to learn about characters and see them interact with each other. Wrecker and Tech sniping at each other is the best thing ever.

ALSO, Hunter why you whistling at them? You got comms for a reason you dramatic punk.

The implication that Crosshair also cried after seeing a fully stocked armory is just...I need that footage.

I never noticed that most, if all the weapons the Onderon insurgents have are Republic-issued.

Omega liking the batch's smelly barracks? Yeah, she's one of them.

Freaking Tarkin. I'm assuming he was just going to fry all their brains to make the whole batch compliant. Ugh. Poor Crosshair.

Oh, Shock troopers. Worst jobs with the worst rap. Do you think we will get to see Commander Fox in the last season? 🤞🏽

"You were down!" Echo has the best sense of humor.

#30 days of the bad batch #day 1 #The Bad Batch #tbb 0101: Aftermath #star wars meta #renton6echo

[whataboutmyfries]

✩THE BEDTIME STORY PROJECT✩

Noot Special!

Hello hello hello! Welcome to a very special edition of the Bedtime story project!!! this could be read a love letter to all my beloved noot friends (it absolutely is btw) but also as a collection of some truly incredible fics by some equally incredible people. For those of you seeing this for the first time, this is not-quite regular post wherein i rec shorter, usually fluffy, fics in the hopes that you too find something to make your bedtime that little bit sweeter!

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Oknutzy

✩Suburbia by @fruitcoops (T: rated by me)

Starting off so so so strong with Eve's wonderful writing. This fic feels like a big hug and I love it to bits oh gosh <333 Anyone that knows sweater weather knows Eve is an absolute GOD in this fandom and the fact that I get to interact with her on the daily and call her my friend still feels a wee bit like a fever dream. she's out here writing utter magic like countermoves and Land of light both of which have me climbing the walls and chewing at the floorboards cause holy SHIT (whoops, back to the fic) I'm not going to lie, it was so hard to pic just a few fics to rec, but I went with the one I'd read this week for the wee oneshot because oh GOSH it is so somft and lovely and adorable, i love it.

✩Frosted windowpanes by @heyitssmiller (G | 13.8K)

Piercing, bitter cold greeted Logan as he stepped outside for the first time that day. The kind of cold that made the entire body tense up and the breath hitch. It was a quiet early morning, with a stillness that only freshly-fallen snow could bring. Logan took a second to pull his toque further down over his head as he grabbed the chainsaw by the door before heading out to the truck, passing the sign with red, clean lettering that read Tremblay’s Christmas Trees.

Now anyone that's been on this blog for a while knows just how much I ADORE mills and her writing (hello my lovely E-fiancee!!) And this FIC oh GOSH!!!! Frosted wondowpanes recently had its two year anniversary (!!!) which is when it was published on Ao3. I won't lie, this au still lives in my head RENT FREE along with clandestine and also Rendezvous with destiny (both of which I am definitely NOT reccing in this list no sir, not AT ALL nuh uh please dont have the links to them (they're on the names) and also whatever you do DONT go and yell in milo's comments about how MAGNIFICENT her writing is, no sir, definitely not suggesting that) Because of just how adorable it is, so much blushy flirting and idiots in love, 100/10

✩Leo's plant corner by @we-are-swearwolves (G)

Finn/Leo/Logan: plants and domesticity and social media mishaps 

Oh lord, oh jesus. Anyone that's ever interacted with me for any amount of time on the SW discord know I am absolutely FERAL for Em's writing. This is one of her shorter fics but you should absolutely definitely decidedly NOT go read her other works which I am NOT rec-ing because they definitely did NOT make me cry sob eat my heart out and feel shrimp emotions like Québécois and also "Smile, Soleil." nuh uh, not at ALL ;)

✩I've got my love to keep me warm by @arrowofcarnations (M | 1.7K)

Okay so, most people know Kim as the incredible author behind the fandom classic Inked but oh my GOSH the way kim writes makes me so EMOSH it is unreal, her characters are so fleshed out and tangible and so so gorgeous and also i get to watch her to her magic word thing on the discord??? like hello??? little old me witness to this absolute SORCERY??? genuinely insane, i adore it so much. Alsooooo cute little fun fact: Kim and Em worked together to write the masterpiece that absolutely BROKE me Like Real People Do just flipping INCREDIBLE. absolutely showstopping. I love Kim and her writing so so much.

✩Regency AU by @peggyrose19 (E: rated by me)

oh my god oh my god oh my GOD. Audrey's writing is so fucking *chef's kiss* and watching this magic story come to life in the SW discord was an absolute DELIGHT. utterly filthy, completely delightful and wonderful in every single way. Of course, Auds is also our local St.Tweedle whisperer with fics like this one and also hold me closer. oh my GOD audrey's brain is so so big, i honestly have no idea how she comes up with all these incredible aus and fic ideas, such a cool human i love her &lt;3

Coops/ wolfstar

✩Christmas is home by ithilielthechosenone (T | 1.5K)

Remus gives him a mock shove with a shake of his head. “You are hopeless.” No, Sirius thinks. I was. I thought I had to be. I wrestled it down until I myself could no longer see it. You took my hand and gave it back to me. You all did. My hope lives within each and every smile of yours.

- Sirius and Remus enjoy the snow

Oh good gosh, oh jesus, oh boy, it's Ami's writing, my KRYPTONITE. The way Ami writes is like music. there's no other way I can think of to describe it. It flows so beautifully and the way her writing reads like lyrical prose and poetic storytelling has me weak in the knees EVERY single time. This fic was part of the SW discord winter fic exchange and it had me looking at my phone like 🥺🥰the whole time. Ami's writing is just INCREDIBLE and she blows me away with the way she words everytime she blesses us with her writing :)

✩First Burn by @fruitcoops

Okay folks, we've already established how much I ADORE Eve's writing but also oh my GOD I just had to bring up this au, which left me completely shooketh right from the moment the idea came up in the discord to the finished product of Eve's wonderful fic. I LOVE it so so much and I still reread it on a semi regular basis (but shhhh) bottom line, everyone needs to read this.

✩Washcloths and Wishes (A Sweater Weather Fanfic) by @veryspacecowboy (E | 1K)

oh goodness M's writing (and M themself) Is so flipping wonderful and this was one of her first fic's I've ever read (I think it might've actually been their first published fic I read) the way she writes is so flipping incredible and the way they weave all the character's stories together is so magical to witness, and to watch them do this wizardry on the discord (parkouring through allll the threads, so many of which are her brainchild because M is big brain and they are so so cool) has me making heart eyes at my phone/laptop. This fic is somft and also hot (which they are a MASTER at, the duality of M(tm)) and every SW fan HAS to read it, I promise you'll love it.

✩Sirius gets Re to communicate by the wonderful @tetedump/@arewelonely

LAUREL WRITING LAUREL WRITING OH MY LORDY. Laurel is such an incredible human oh my gosh my HEART!!! we haven't spoken very much but she's such a bright, kind, and comforting presence on the discord and I always have a little !!! moment when I see her in my notifications :')) This fic oh my GOSH this fic is EXACTLY what it says on the bottle, Sirius gets Re to communicate because he's a sexi sexi gentleman (Laurel's world not mine) She's such a lovely, caring human and honestly, you can really see that come through in her writing and it makes me so so 🥺🥹 I adore every single inch of it &lt;3

✩Neon moon podfic, written by @fruitcoops and read by @itsaash

So we all know that Ash is our resident podcast GOD, who's read and orchestrated the wonderful Sweater weather podfic along with a bunch of other noots (which everyone collectively lost their minds over) and also the podfic of the system which was originally written by @heyitssmiller (ahahahah triple noot whammy hehehe) but oh my GOSH Ash is so so cool, and such a delightful person to talk to and interact with, I adore her to bits, she's always so nice and kind whenever you interact with her and she's so wonderful about raising peeps up with her podfics, it makes me very very 🥺🥰

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Thank you so so much to the lovely noots for putting all their wonderful works out there into the world and letting me rec their works in this silly little list :) I love you all so so so much, and AHHHH thank you so much!  Thank you, lovely reader for going through my first ever reclist! feel free to come yell about these lovely works with/at me, and you can send in your recs on the comments of this post, or my inbox!

Happy reading!

#the bedtime story project #noot special! #wolfstar #oknutzy #coops #lumosinlove ocs #sweater weather lumosinlove #coast to coast lumosinlove #AHHHHHHHH I LOVE THE NOOTS SO MUCH YALL THIS IS UNREAL #fries recs fics

[mooncheese3]

Hihi!!! I was wondering if you have an ao3 account? Whether you write or not, it would be nice to see what kind of bookmarks you have!

(Does that sound creepy,, sorry if it does, I guess I mean I've been in need of recommendations? I'm sorry if this is bothering you!!)

helloooo :DD i do but none of my bookmarks are public :')) THOUGH i willl be linking some of them below

and its not creepy or bothersome at all!! promise（‐＾▽＾‐）

He was a skater boy, he said "See you later, boy" by KiwisMaybe

liujiu, ballerina!sj and skater!lqg, made me lose my mind

Vision of Happiness by GT_GoldenTrashbag

liujiu, sad sj, ambiguous/open ending, cried a wee bit. just a bit🤏.

And you got in my way (And now I believe in fate) by PharoahZeth

liujiu, mamajiu, omegaverse, mature themes because of qjl and the fcked up things he did, sy is sj's kid, i think¿ teen parent sj. premise and story made my heart ache, which is always welcome

Won't You Help Me? (Be On My Way) by zyplline

IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT IN SHORT WORDS BUT ITS SO. COOL. ITS LIKE. the shizun of sj's shizun's shizun. like it starts with the earlier generation of peaklords in the first chap, going from generation to generation until we reach sqq's gen. and sy is in it and hes a shizun and theres this whole butterfly effect thing that i just love exploring in general and this whole reincarnation past lives thing and its just. chefs kiss. literal chefs kiss. trust me on this one ok ʘ‿ʘ

United by madwriter223

liujiu ANGST. arranged marriage, disciple days. it just tickles the emotion side of my brain rRAWHG

"Crossdressing" by embercookie

qqq x sj!sqq, omegaverse. listen. this is the fic that got me into the ship. gnashes teeth

The Father-In-Law is Unkowingly the Bride? I Must Train Hard to Become the Best Husband! by munyusz

bingjiu, nyy is so so cool here i freaking love her, time travel fix-it, cannot get enough of this

on second thought (spite and bitterness) by AMereDream

sj!sqq and his girly(-ies¿ i dont remember well), becoming a better person out of spite (<- one of the tags; so true shizunᕙ(`▽´)ᕗ), i am in serious need of sj & brothel ladies interactions

There is ruin and decay (--In the house on the Hill) by llamallamaduck

sj & the sannin(naruto), MAKES ME FERAL, SO GOOD, SO SHOWSTOPPING, SO—

#sv fic recs #hear me out naruto x sv crossover where tsunade saves sj and he just ends up sticking with her #these fics make me want to bite something #in a good way!