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gojonanami · 3 months

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and you will be in part three

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you can't just leave it like that?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

i literally have this paper to write for a conference on natural science in fourteenth-century europe, but all i could think about was fucking professor geto suguru

fucking hell... 🙈🙈🙈

hahahah you're welcome - i love that for you :)

i will leave it like that until i post my next teaser for prof geto ;)

but i am writing a spicy scene currently :)

#sab [asks]#sab [anons]#sab series [prof suguru]#can't wait for you guys to read it

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altruistic-meme · 9 months

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one thing i want to make certain we are all clear on, as i see more and more theories coming out already in the wake of go2, is that you can love and enjoy many different theories- even contradictory ones!

i read one theory that made so much sense to me and i could see all of their points as laid out and i loved the idea of it and how it would come to be. and then i read a different theory that directly contradicted a lot of what was said in the theory i loved, and i loved this new theory too!! it was much more relaxed and didn’t have as many specific points to it, but it was fun and i could see it and i thought the idea of it was a joy!!!!

the good thing about theories is that we have no actual idea which one is true, so we can delve into all these different possibilities!!! and we can look at them and see the truth or possibility in all of them. and liking one theory doesn’t mean that you are only allowed to think this one is true!

so if you see me posting completely contradicting theories and saying “i fully believe in this” about both of them, there’s nothing wrong with that :)

#i thankfully HAVEN'T seen anyone saying these things but i also know i exist in the very corner of this fandom #and i just felt like it should be said also #bc i know i have seen it before in other fandoms #but anyway i love all the theories you guys are all geniuses and i can't wait to be 100% fully convinced by every thing i read #good omens #good omens s2 #go2 #good omens season 2 #shh ac #good omens theories

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 year

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Hehe I really enjoy your comantary and captions you're so funny, I can't wait until we see Wen Ning again since we left his brief cameo

I miss him everyday.

#poorly drawn mdzs #mdzs #wen ning #ask #thanks for reading my silly commentary. I also can't wait until we see Wen Ning again!#Wen Ning is so full of babyboy energy....I just want good things to happen to him but oh no oh god the horrors #They keep happening to my precious guy! My sopping wet rabbit!#You have to make sure your Wen Ning gets head pats every day or he will start to wilt #Even if he gets a little stinky and soggy from being buried for 13 years #he is still so deserving of scritches and goodboy treats!#Goodboy treats are probably worms ngl. You think Wen Qing would *Not* feed her little brother worms as children? To see what happens?#She's a woman of science. Hypotheses must be tested. And now WN is a number one worm eater.#The whole corpse thing was just the most wild coincidence. Let WN eat worms regardless of being a live or not!

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kanameows · 8 months

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being an in-universe fan of es idols must be terrible. imagine going to a live show and just seeing this on stage for 20 minutes

#speaking tag #enstars #started reading the main story again and i feel so bad for the audience #i love reading all the dialogue and everything but bro. there is a crowd waiting for you.#edit: GUYS YOU REALISE THAT THE AUDIENCE CAN'T HEAR THEM RIGHT ???? YOU KNOW THAT THEY TURN OFF THEIR MICS ???? RIGHT ?????

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naffeclipse · 1 year

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Chapter 14: This Episode Consumes and Consumes and Consumes Part 1

FNAF Cryptid!Sun/Moon x Cryptid Hunter!Y/N (SFW)

Everything is black save for two glowing eyes piercing the darkness. You scream as hands press you deeper into the bed. Thrashing wildly but hardly moving, you push back against the cool chassis hanging above you before the stroke of cold fingers raises goosebumps on your flesh and a soft, raspy voice slips in through your chaos. “It’s okay. It’s alright. You’re safe.” The comforting mantra is seamless and endless.

Word Count: 15,600~ Warnings: Death, violence, blood, injury, gore, dead bodies, anxiety, horror, and nightmares.

A/N: This will be the first in a three-part episode which I am very excited to have you guys read! Apologies for the long delay, this ended up far longer than anticipated but you'll soon see why it got away from me.

Things are a bit tense between you and your dear friend, after a long car drive you decide to part ways for a very special hunt, hike out into the desert, come upon a bloody campsite, and become aware that this is a much greater threat than you were anticipating.

#cryptid sightings #cryptid!sun #cryptid!moon #sun x reader #moon x reader #ao3 link #please take it my eyes are burning from editing #also whoooo #also ahhhhhh!!!#i want to scream there is so much happening and i can't wait for you guys to finally read it #it took so long alsjdflasd

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dimdiamond · 3 months

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Guess who started and finished reading Dungeon Meshi in just a few days before even watching the anime and now is full of emotions and thoughts and is not ready to say goodbye to the characters and wants to talk about it desperately but needs more people to read it and more fanworks and now has become the very theme of the story hunger itself

#finishing dungeon meshi and realising i am hungry for more therefore i have become the story #ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE JUST #AND THE ENDING HOLY SHIT THE ENDING #i can't wait to see the whole story animated #YOU GUYS NEED TO READ IT!!!#dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon

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north-noire · 8 days

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Good news! I'm done with Hidden Hands's Chapter 3 draft, just editing the whole manuscript and then will wait for my beta readers to get back with me after they review my Chapter. I can finally draw some requests and some other AU related stuff after that, yay!

#i am fighting for my life editing these pages but IT'LL BE FINE #rip to my one beta reader that has to read through all of it #AUGH I can't wait to see you guys react to the chapter!#so much happens for this chapter and the next one! so stay tuned :]#noire's diary

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bethanyactually · 1 year

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if you are a person who rambles in the tags of posts you reblog

Thank you very much *・ﾟ✧

#yes i DO want to hear your thoughts #yes i DO want to hear that long story about your aunt's dog that's only tangentially related to the post you're reblogging #yes i DO want you to talk to me directly in the tags #if you address me by name in the tags of a post you reblog from me I gain 10 hp instantly #if you don't always have the spoons to type a lot of tags that's okay #we all gotta scroll and reblog mindlessly sometimes I get it #but if you ever start to type tags and then think 'aw they don't care about that' and delete? know that I CARE I WANT TO READ THOSE TAGS #ok to reblog but please don't be a jerk to non-taggers #I love you guys who don't write tags too <3 #I just want tag writers to know they are appreciated and to let shy tag writers know that I can't wait to read their future tags

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her-satanic-wiles · 5 months

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No one:

Absolutely no one:

Seriously not even a single soul:

Me: *begins a new Mary Goore one shot at work.*

#apparently I have no self control #can't wait for you all to read it though #I'll give you a hint #I've already explored this topic a little bit before in Kinktober #I'm interested to hear what you guys think it could be #place your bets!!!

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henrysfox · 4 months

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do y'all have any firstprince/rwrb fic pet peeves? something (even small) that makes you nope out of a fic immediately? i don't mean bad writing/mistakes but an actual plot point/headcanon made canon that you cannot stand? please tell me i'm nosy

PS. this is not a post made to shit on anybody's fics, i'm just curious so don't be mean

#firstprince #red white and royal blue #rwrb #i'll go first #i don't like june and nora already being together before alex and henry meet/get together (au or canon)#bc i think it takes away a lot from alex's story and his journey with his bisexuality #but what always makes me nope out of a fic is june and henry being besties (or everyone BUT alex being besties) and alex is just either thi #too cool for you guy who never interacts with them OR the annoying younger brother #like sometimes the premise of the fic is so cool and i can't wait to read it and then i see alex being the outsider of the group #while june and henry are bffs and i just nope out as fast as lighting

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nichiperi · 4 months

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Guess what's probably gonna be out on ao3 tonight? ;)

#just got a few last things to do and chapter 3 or d-tod will be ready to go!!!#in the meantime...enjoy this little preview from the art (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)#i can't wait for you guys to read this upcoming monstrosity of a chapter #invader zim #dib membrane #my art #illustration #fanfic #iz fanfiction

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bloodpen-to-paper · 10 months

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A thing I noticed that I wanted to share

At the start, it was the English speakers and the Spanish speakers. You'd most likely be more accustomed to one of those sides and stick to the ones you speak the language of if you're monolingual.

Then the Brazilians were added, and it became the English/Spanish speakers and the Brazilians. Still two sides, but the previous ones merged. The QSMP community were used to the original members, and the Brazilians were this new group we knew nothing about.

Now the French speakers are in the server, and the existing QSMP members are the English/Spanish/Portuguese speakers. The French members are "new", and I can't help but wonder how long it'll take until "the English/Spanish/Portuguese speakers and the French members" becomes "the English/Spanish/Portuguese/French speakers and the ___ members".

You stick with who you're most familiar with, and through them interacting with the others and getting to know them, at some point, you get to know them too. They stop being "others" and they become part of the group. In my case, the Spanish speakers stopped being "Quackity's friends", and the Brazilians were no longer just "fellow Brazilians" but some of the members that make me laugh the most. Forever is my favorite and I watch him and Cellbit' for all the lore. Because of Vegetta I know the word "mamadisimo".

Very few members of this server are "others" to me anymore, and its no longer because of a language/familiarity barrier but due to me actually knowing them and having my favorites based on their specific content. I've become so familiar with Maxo and Mariana and Vegetta, Forever and Cellbit and Mike and Pac, that I can't remember the time when they were "others" in my mind. Already I've become so used to having Baghera and Etoiles on the server, and I don't even remember how it happened, it just did you know?

This is... I think this is what Quackity was talking about. Even if he didn't have these exact words, this is what he wanted from the server. For people who you would consider an "other" in your life because of a language barrier to be the bridge that you cross to learning about all the wonderful languages and cultures out there in the world.

Before this, I wanted to learn Spanish because its a common language, and I struggled to pick up on Portuguese cause learning can be hard for me without some push. Most people didn't plan to learn either.

Now? I've seen so many people trying to learn these languages because they want to understand Cellbit's theories and Quackity's spanish streams and funny Roier clips on twitter. Now, I want to learn Mexican spanish specifically, because so many people near me speak it but the Mexicans on the QSMP made me care. I know that "pomme" means "apple" and I taught it to my mother who always wanted to learn French, and I'm brushing up on my French basics and learning that "parlez-vous français" actually means "do you speak french" and not "are you French" because I didn't care to know the difference before but I do now, because Baghera taught me. And... I've finally started learning Portuguese. My mom's teaching me and I started up online classes, and I've been self-teaching the basics by translating the QsmpPOR updates account. Ain't that something.

And that's what this was about. And I feel foolish (haha) that I didn't pick up on the vision earlier. Fuck, even Chayanne just mentioning he speaks Chinese is making me want to dust off my old high school Chinese homework and relearn the basics.

This server is something special. Its a jumbled mess of languages being thrown at each other until they start making sense and its sharing and learning, and I can't thank Quackity and his team enough.

#language and culture are a beautiful thing #so by all means share it!#teach me something new #and i'll leave you with this #“gente” (j/ay-n/ch-ee) means “people” in portuguese #but is used in speech to mean “everyone” or “we” or “us”#so you'd address a group of people by saying “hey gente” (“hey everyone” or “hey guys” but gender neutrally)#“gente” is technically slang but so many people use it its probs gonna end up an official word soon #thanks for reading as always #and i can't wait to see what's next #mcyt #qsmp #quackity

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finnpeach · 2 months

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Hunt

(T/HRONE OF GLAS$ SPOILERS AHEAD! IF YOU HAVEN'T READ PAST Q/UEEN OF SHADOW$ BE WARNED!)

My love for R/owan is boundless, and the series would be infinitely better if he was sick.

This is a multi-part fic of A/elin and R/owan training on a mountain and YEAH! HE HAS A COLD!

not much sneezing yet but it will come I promise

likes comments reblogs always loved and giggled over <3

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Aelin stalks through the underbrush with lethal silence. Leaves covered with dew from the early morning mist streak across her face, dotting her cheeks. Her prey, a mountain hare the size of her head, nibbles on the sparse grass a few yards away.

She knocks her arrow, slipping in a breath. She can’t wait to see the look on Rowan’s face when she brings back a hare this size. Slowly, she pulls the bowstring back, kissing against her face. The hare turns, startled, breaths coming fast. Now or never–

“hh’rZzSHHh’uh!”

Aelin gasps at the sound that echoes around the mountain. It cracks like a whip, scaring even the crows nesting in trees. The hare takes off and she desperately releases the arrow after her prey. The point finds its home in the thick trunk of a tree rather than the soft neck of the hare.

There goes breakfast. Her stomach growls pitifully. Seething, she rises from the brush and goes to retrieve her arrow.

Five minutes later, Aelin stalks back to the makeshift camp she and Rowan had assembled the night before. The Fae prince had forced her to run from the castle to these distant mountains, shifting in and out of her Fae form to master control, where he then informed her they would be camping for a week out in the elements. And she was to hunt their every meal in between training.

It was a pathetic time, especially with the rain that has settled across the mountain. Damp and cold to her bones, Aelin approaches their campsite. Rowan, appearing much drier than she, sits by the fire she had sparked earlier that morning. He looks oddly run down, like he hadn’t slept much the night before.

Aelin is sure he hadn’t. The mountains were too misty to sleep outside without waking up damp, so they had packed just one tent to keep their baggage light. Lying beside Rowan, last night she had been the private audience to his tossing and turning, grumbling, and finally his snoring.

“You fucking bastard. You scared off breakfast,” she hisses as she approaches, throwing her bow and bundle of arrows down by the tent. Rowan does not look up from the dagger he cleans in his hands.

“And how – snf! – pray tell, did I scare breakfast from here?” He grumbles. Aelin catches the way he sniffles thickly, his nostrils twitching up with the force of it.

She drops her satchel, full of only a bundle of pathetic berries. “You sneezed.” She tries not to give in the warmth that pools in her lower stomach at the memory of the sound. It’s the first time she had ever heard him sneeze, and she was not disappointed. “For someone so keen on silence, I expected you’d know how to sneeze more quietly.”

Rowan doesn’t even grace her taunting with a reply, or a snarl. He just continues rubbing a cloth down the length of his dagger. Strange. He must be feeling really tired if he didn’t bother to punish her for such a remark.

She sits down across from the fire, on a log they’d rolled over so they didn’t sit on wet grass. Feigning interest in destemming the berries she’d picked, she studies him through the crackling flames.

His white hair is loose around his shoulders, creating a curtain that shields the dark tattoo running along his tan face. The tips of his Fae ears poke out just behind the white strands. After weeks of training with him, sleeping out in the elements beside him, she’s learned that he prefers to tie his hair up. It’s so rare to see him with it down.

“More hand to hand combat training today, or magic training?” She asks, breaking the silence that is only marred by the crackling flames.

Rowan sets the dagger aside. “Your job was to hunt. And since you still haven’t caught anything, your job is still to hunt.” He settles his sharp green eyes on her, brows set. If he didn’t piss her off so much, she might actually tremble under his gaze.

She raises her palms in defeat. “Fine, fine. But if you sneeze and scare off my prey again, I won’t be sharing the catch with you.” Even if she’d very much like for him to sneeze again, she’d rather eat first.

In one swoop, she picks up her bow and arrows and satchel again before setting off. With her Fae senses, she could scent a herd of deer in the southwest. Now that would show Rowan. Perhaps she’d bring back a buck, and spear him with its antlers.

As soon as she leaves the camp, nearly out of earshot, she hears the same thunderstrike from before. Perhaps Rowan had been waiting for her to leave.

“hhzjHSHHhieWw!”

A shiver runs down her spine as more startled crows caw in the trees.

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Two hours later, Aelin returns with a small doe slung across her shoulders.

It’s mid afternoon. She had been lucky a herd was still grazing so late in the morning down by the clearing. She’d been even luckier that Rowan had either gotten his sneezing under control, or learned how to be quiet, because nothing had startled her catch this time.

“Lunch,” she declares to Rowan, dropping the deer to the grass. He hasn’t moved from his spot by the fire. “Is served.”

“It was supposed to be– snf! Breakfast,” he mutters, reaching the dagger at his side from earlier. His voice sounds dulled, like he’s congested.

Aelin rolls her eyes. “Well, it’s not like you helped. And I got us a catch to last us days.” She pats the stomach of the doe proudly. It isn’t very old – there’s still a sprinkling of fawn spots across her back. Aelin feels a twang of guilt for not singling out an older one.

Rowan pinches the bridge of his nose, breathing through his mouth. Aelin hardly has time to prepare before he jerks down towards his crotch, a light mist spraying across his trousers.

“hiHh–... yHhZzSHhhyuu!” A familiar, rushing heat spreads through Aelin’s gut. She swallows, watching as he rubs his nose on his wrist and glares up at her. Is he going to get mad at her for his sneezing?

Rowan chooses not to comment on it, something Aelin is secretly grateful for. “You were– snf! instructed to catch something small. We’re moving camp this afternoon.” He angles the pommel of the dagger towards her.

“What?!”

“Rain is coming tonight and will flood this area. I told you this morning. And now you’ve wasted a young doe’s life.”

A flame of rage flickers to life inside her chest. This is all his fault. “Well, I wouldn’t have wasted jack-shit if you hadn’t ruined my catch earl–”

“Aelin,” he growls, a no-nonsense sound. The tips of his canines poke past his lips. Aelin shuts up immediately.

He stands, crossing the camp in two strides, and shoves the pommel of the knife against her stomach. She glares beneath his gaze. “You missed the catch because you did not act fast enough. Now you can either carry the doe across the mountain, or… hhH—!” His breath snags, eyes looking off into the distance for a split second. Aelin’s heart hammers in her chest.

He quickly recovers and sniffs again, much to her disappointment, and focuses his gaze on her. “Or you can leave it and realise you wasted a young animal’s life for your pride.”

Before she can retort, he turns on his heel and she offers a middle finger to his large, muscular back.

As if sensing her, he says over his shoulder, “And– sNf!– pack up the tent.”