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frogwithastrawberry · 9 months
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As he gets older, Danny progressively gets less and less tolerant of everyone else's bs. Not in a Dark Danny way, in a "oh, you just stabbed me with a knife? Nice. New one for the collection" in a bored voice and with a deadpan expression way.
Sam, seeing that he is planning on absolutely tackling Dash, who has a whole foot on him (back with my Danny is 5'2-5'4 propaganda) simply throws him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Meanwhile Danny is flipping Dash off as he's getting carried away by his Tol Goth friend (or girlfriend if you want)
(preface: Phantom Planet never happened)
Skip to senior year, Dash makes an offhanded remark about Danny still being a loser, and Danny, being done after yet another night of ghost fighting then almost missing first period, cracks his knuckles and rolls up his sleeves.
Side note: Sam doesn't stop Danny from fighting Dash because he would get hurt, but because Dash would probably end up with a few broken ribs, and that would be way too suspicious when you consider Danny's... Everything)
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nebulanightsky · 8 months
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Is it just me or arthur looks way more surperior than ds dream
Arthur von licht by onebizarrekai
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new-cross · 3 months
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I've gotten to the point in my fanfic reading career that I read archived kirk/spock fics from the 1970s because I literally have no other new material left to read
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figsbass · 3 months
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so far ally and zac's main goal seem to be making each other laugh
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babeypigeon · 9 months
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ELECTRIC ELECTRIC⚡️
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kristsune · 10 days
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I caught up with Not Quite Dead and its so good. Im so excited to see where its going! Can't wait for more!
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fanfic-enthusiast · 2 years
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Just a Bite (Cotl Fanfic)
Wood chopping. Rock splitting. Fishing and farming and cooking. Sermons and rituals. Crusades and deaths. Rinse and repeat. Running a cult was hard work.  The crown baring lamb who started this journey after being saved from death was starting to get a bit overwhelmed from all that needed to be done to keep their little slice of peace safe and running smoothly. Anura was proving to be a difficult land to traverse and with each failed crusade their followers grew more and more unsure of their safety and faith in the lamb. On top of that resources were starting to run thin, wood and gold being the biggest scarcities. What few logs the lamb managed to scrounge up were usually consumed by morning when tents had fallen down and needed to be repaired for the next night.  With so much in need of doing, some extra hands around the cult was just what was needed to advance forward, someone to tend the farms or maybe chop wood so the lamb could afford to spend a bit more time away from the cult’s sanctuary. 
And that's how they ended up here, in front of a familiar purple fluff ball who had the key to solving a couple of the lambs many problems... for a price.  ~ A price that... the lamb couldn't afford.  “Little morsel is only 20 gold, quite a bargain no?” Helob chuckles a little. The lamb doesn't move from their spot, looking at the pitiful 3 gold to their name and frowns. 
The bunny trapped in webbing wiggles and wines for help but the lamb sadly shakes their head to Helob. Who frowns and gets a thoughtful look on his face. “hmm... but you must be starving... perhaps a deal then? A trade! One snack for another? No gold.” 
Lamb cocks their head a little, confused. What kind of a snack could he be talking about? 
“No need to be worried, ha ha couldn’t hurt my favorite customer no, no.” He grins wide, fangs bared, drooling a little. “is just, never tasted lamb before. Just a bite, a taste. Is all I ask.” 
Helob licked his lips and once again gestured to the trapped bunny, who looked a little more green than they did a bit before. “I coulds always keep this one, if there's no deal.” 
Lamb thought about it. The extra follower around the cult would help immensely, and he had only said one bite. Plus with the red crown atop their fluffy head they wouldn't need to fear dying from blood loss. They cast another look to the rabbit who’s ears perked up a little. After another moment the lamb nodded. 
“Yess! Wonderful! The tasty snack is yours friend. Enjoy!” He slashes the webbing from the back and the bunny falls forward onto the ground. After they got to their feet Lamb quickly opened a gateway under them and sent them back to the cult. Now came the hard part. 
Helob stood in front of them grinning and swaying a little on their feet, clearly excited to have this chance to taste the last of a delectably adorable species. “Where can I bite? On your leg? Arm? Ooo! Neck!? where where?!” 
Slowly they extended an arm towards the hungry spider who kneeled in front of the Lamb, salivating as they stared at the limb presented to them. Running a hand just over the top of the dark skin of their arm. “Yess, so soft and tender looking... mmm~” 
A few more arms grabbed the arm and gently pulled it towards his mouth, his tongue darted out to taste the limb, eventually settling on the slightly meatier bicep of the lamb instead of the wrist or forearm.  
His eyes met the Lamb’s, who stared back a bit nervously bracing themselves for the pain. 
Helob smiled a little and an extra arm patted the Lamb gently on the head before finally the teeth sank into the Lambs flesh. 
Lamb bit back a yelp of pain from the sharp fangs biting into them. Helob didn't seem bothered sealing his lips around the arm and lapped at the open bite swirling the blood on his tongue with a satisfied hum as it spilled into his mouth.
The entire time the Lamb shook slightly, aware of every breath and lick the spider took. As the sensations made the Lamb feel a bit dizzy and hot under their fleece. 
After what felt like ages he finally unlatched his teeth from the bite wound and swallowed, licking over the weeping wound a couple more times before pulling away. Both parties gasping for breath. 
Helob pupils were blown wide with bliss as he licked his lips. “Such a sweetness... with a gamey aftertaste... yess... divine~ mm~” He raved a little to himself stepping away from the Lamb a moment. 
Lamb just holds their arm and winces, blood still dripping from the wound. Mind still a little groggy from the blood loss and... closeness of the situation. 
He returns to the lambs side with some clean silk, and with expert skill, wraps the wound a few times over. Stopping the bleeding. “There we are, no harm done yess? Rests will heal this in time. Then you can return for more treats! And we can do this again if you want to keep your gold.” 
Was this something the Lamb wanted to do again? ...perhaps, but only if they needed to save their gold. No other reason. They nod to Helob slightly, who beams in joy. “Wonderful! See you next most favorite flavor! Rest well! Enjoy your snack!” He waves with a bloody grin as the injured Lamb walks back to their cult to introduce their new follower to the ways of the cult. 
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Days later, the Lamb would still occasionally feel the sting of the bite mark under their fleece, along with the spiders hot breath and tongue lapping at their skin. 
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girl-intrigued · 2 months
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I'm suffering from this thing which I'm calling the Alicent Hightower Effect and it is just me being madly in love with women with dark hair and dark eyes, whereas before I've always loved exotic and blond and green eyed women
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wiwi-wisp · 3 months
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JUST ROLL WITH IT THE SUCKENING REFERENCE⁉️⁉️⁉️
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kermit-p-hob-brainrot · 5 months
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I hope those union workers trample George Russell’s ass and win all of their rights
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trashworldblog · 1 year
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got excited working on my anthropology final exam becuase "this is just like puppet history" GIRL YOURE TAKING A FINAL, STOPPP
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chaotictrashgoblin · 4 months
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Read some amazing fics that gave me brainworm, decided to write one with similar theme, but on the future, year after the end of the series.
Except for that, I have to rewrite the series to fit my narrative, which forced me to make a fix-it fic as some sort of prologue for my main fic
And now I'm already on 50k words and I'm not even near the middle of the rewrite.
Why I did this to myself.
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hiddenvioletsgrow · 6 months
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Look how pretty this book is
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figsbass · 4 months
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i kinda forgot there's an entire naddpod backlog i have access to via the patreon so i have been watching the 12 hour tomb of horrors all nighter stream little by little every single day
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captainkingsley · 5 months
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I love how different Murtagh and Thorn's relationship is compared to Eragon and Saphira's. Murtagh and Thorn feel like they're still getting to know each other's quirks and anxieties in some ways. Despite the fact that they know their true names and recite them to each other every night! Whereas Eragon and Saphira have done so much growing together that they know each other better than themselves, sometimes.
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hearts4juzi · 6 months
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me writing anything else: URHGUGHUGURHGUHGUH
me writing afton brothers:
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