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sainsburysannie · 1 year
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scrapped: wooyoung, e2l sickfic ✦ 。゚・ 🍃⋆
“Is that all you’ve got? No wonder you’re always in second place,” Wooyoung snickered beside you.
His cheeks were flushed red from the race and his hair was sticking to his forehead from how much he was sweating. Yet he still managed to find the energy to be a dickhead.
“Fuck off,” you whispered, letting your body drop down onto the athletic track. Usually this was a perfectly normal thing to do, but thanks to your fever and migraine that had been worsening throughout the day you winced when you hit the ground, a jolt of pain sparking up your spine and into your skull. You drew in a long breath. You just needed to find your water bottle and you’d be fine. 
“Seriously, I barely even broke a sweat and you look like you’re about to pass out,” Wooyoung continued to taunt you. You couldn’t even bring yourself to groan at his pestering.
You shouldn’t have gone to athletics for several reasons. The most obvious reason was that the cold you’d started coming down with last night had been absolutely wrecking you all day, making it near impossible to concentrate on any of your classes and one hundred percent impossible to maintain any conversations longer than a minute. 
The only slightly less obvious reason was Wooyoung. On the best of days the two of you were already up each other’s asses, training not for competitions or for fitness but rather to beat each other in every category. It wasn’t weird for Wooyoung to bitch at you when you beat him and it wasn’t weird for him to gloat when he beat you. All in all, going to athletics with your body on the verge of collapse when you knew Wooyoung was there was pretty much a death sentence.
“Hey,” Wooyoung called out. You grunted in response, pressing your forehead into your knees as you tried to catch your breath. Apparently Wooyoung wasn’t satisfied with that response because suddenly his trainer kicked into your foot. Hard. 
“Wooyoung, fuck off!” you shouted, your voice loud enough to make your head throb in pain. You didn’t really hate Wooyoung outside of races and practice, but with your body on the brink of collapse you didn’t have it in you to bicker with him the way you usually did. 
“Hey, slow down,” Wooyoung said, his voice a little quieter this time. His foot nudged against yours once again. “You just didn’t run very far today and I-”
“Wooyoung if you’re going to brag again just shut up,” you tried to yell, only for your voice slowly turn into a whimper. You lifted your head and your teary eyes met his as you tried to fan yourself with one hand. “Just shut up because I really don’t feel well and I don’t need you to give me shit for it right now.” 
Wooyoung stared at you as though you’d grown a second head, suddenly looking nervous as he picked at the skin around one of his thumbs.
“I was just going to say you should drink some water and that I have some dextrose tablets if you want one,” he said, his voice so sympathetic that if you hadn’t seen him speaking you wouldn’t have guessed that it was him. 
Great. Now you looked like a dickhead.
“I’ll drink water in a second, I just need to find my water bottle,” you told him, pressing the heels of your palms to your eyes and inhaling deeply.
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k--havok · 2 years
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Soft touches, godless hands Tainted love, holy grin  No one can save me from my sin 
   ❖︎· · ─────── ·❖︎· ─────── · ·❖︎ Genres: Romance, Sci-fi, Fantasy Rating: Adult Series?: Yes Availability: Free Tropes/Themes: Lovers to enemies to lovers, enemies to lovers, LGBT+, non-binary main character, sapphic main character, Found family, unorthodox relationships, gray morality, magic, angel/demon, angels vs. demons, character exploration, biblically accurate angels, eldritch angels, demons are not evil, Eldritch Horror TW: Gore, sexual situations  Current Status: WIP   ❖︎· · ─────── ·❖︎· ─────── · ·❖︎ SOFT Touches, Godless Hands is primarily a romance story with plenty of fantastical and sci-fi elements thrown in with angels and demons taking the center stage. These angels and demons, however, are not your typical ones. As creatures from a higher plane of existence than our current 3D plane, they are quite inhuman and thus, have inhuman tendencies as well. 
God, a being even higher than his flock of angels, has seemingly turned his back on his creations for reasons unknown, becoming distant to Heaven’s needs. The resulting panic has driven many angels away from their sacred duties, leaving the City of Golden Light barren. 
Auriel is one of the remaining four Seraphs who work directly beneath the Lord and his Throne. Being in the highest order of angels, the Seraphim have become the guiding light for the remaining angels.
The sudden and strange distance from the Lord doesn’t just affect the angels, however. Demons have a knack for hearing rumors, and with darkness spreading all across the universe in ways unseen, it is up to the remaining angels to do what they can to protect not just themselves but Earth and the rest of the mortal plane as well. But with their forces dwindling, it has forced the angels to work beyond their hierarchy in Heaven and particular talents.
Shouldering part of the burden, Auriel has decided to take the mantle of an archangel and send themselves to Earth on missions to fix the problems plaguing the mortal plane and stop the spreading darkness. But it seems ghosts (and demons) of their past are up to no good as well, and they cast doubt on everything Auriel knows and does. 
Teetering between the draw of a mortal body, their own celestial identity, locked memories, and distant temptations, Auriel struggles to determine what’s right, who’s wrong, and whose really the demonic presence sabotaging everything they’ve ever known.
This story is planned to be a series of novellas that tie into one another with multiple different plots that touch upon the worldbuilding and the overarching story in different ways. 
As I add more informative posts regarding this story to my blog, I will update this post with the proper links. 
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romansmartini · 4 months
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take my rpf quiz boy
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red-space-ace · 1 year
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Summary of Limited Life Thus Far:
Skizzleman and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day
Scar and Bdubs Cannot Stop making innuendos
Chekov's flammable wooden mansion
Cleo adopts two idiots
four grown men repeatedly fail at cow farming
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zillychu · 3 months
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woke up from a dead sleep last night realizing I could make soroku flavored pitch pearl and no one could stop me
edit: you know what? I'm feral and I won't apologize. more under the cut bc this is my house
I slammed this out all at once so I apologize for the quality but I'm having EMOTIONS
so imagine. bc of the way Danny was quickly resuscitated, his ghost only barely started forming. With the excess blast of ectoplasm from the portal being created, that little whisp was given form even after Danny's soul returned to his body.
except this ghost (Phantom) slowly comes into consciousness while trapped in Danny's body. they're separate entities sharing one body, but Phantom doesn't really have a sense of self right away. he pieces together vague fragments of Danny's memory to get a basic understanding of the world, and is mostly just observing like a backseat passenger.
Phantom starts reflexively protecting Danny, his powers and instincts bleeding through when his emotions are high. Danny doesn't really transform, and his personality doesn't totally shift that much at first because Phantom’s mind isn't complex yet. but as time goes on, and Danny has tense conversations with ghosts, Phantom realizes that's what he is. he's a ghost, somehow trapped in his old body. and even now, this early on, he already feels separate. he doesn't have all the memories Danny has.
this slowly turns into horror. into rage. sorrow, mourning a life he never got and will never get to have. forever trapped behind the eyes of someone else, never able to interact with the world. Phantom's rage eventually boils over until it allows him short bursts of taking over Danny's body. it starts out small–a stray hand moving without his consent, knees locking up, ghost abilities going awry. Danny can start feeling emotions that don't belong to him. get vague impressions, almost hears a voice inside him.
and eventually, Phantom is able to fully take over. this is when Danny “transforms". at first, Danny blacks out because his consciousness isn't used to being shoved into the back seat. but eventually, he's awake for these “episodes", trapped in the back of his mind while Phantom controls his body. this only happens when ghost stuff is happening, when Phantom feels threatened enough. he's not protecting Danny, he's protecting himself. Phantom knows instinctively that if Danny dies, he dies too. he's not a normal ghost, he wouldn't be freed. he'd simply disappear.
at one point after a fight, Phantom can feel Danny struggling to take back control. and he talks to Danny for the first time, acknowledges he's there. asks how it's fair that Danny is the one that gets to exist. but Phantom is tired and weak, he slips back into the passenger seat.
over the next few days, he's able to start talking to Danny even while he's not driving. though he's not chatty, it's only when necessary. and Danny knows, can feel it across the link between them–Phantom hates him. the ghost he created is desperate to find a way to take over completely. and as time goes on, Danny realizes with horror that it might actually be possible for Phantom to do that. he grows stronger every day, can stay transformed longer, controls Danny's body with much more ease.
it's only through a chance meeting with Frostbite that Danny and Phantom fully learn what happened to them. Danny feels sympathetic towards Phantom now. this isn't a malevolent ghost, it's a person who was never given the chance to live. who's trapped. who has to watch someone else live a life they're just as deserving of.
and Phantom feels that emotion from Danny. is so shocked by it, he doesn't know how to handle it at first. it takes him a while to contemplate, to talk to other ghosts like Frostbite. until one day, Phantom realizes… he feels sympathy for Danny, too.
neither of them asked for this. both of them deserve to live. Danny didn't do anything wrong. they're both villains to each other's story. and if anything… doesn't Phantom owe his life to Danny in the first place?
Phantom takes over less often. Danny doesn't feel hatred from him anymore. anger, yes–but not aimed at him. in fact, Phantom starts controlling their body in little ways in order to protect Danny from things that aren't even dangerous. just to avoid pain that would only affect the human tethered to him.
it isn't long before they're separated, either thanks to another ghost or Danny's parents. they're thrown apart in the middle of a horrific fight, and when Danny sees Phantom's equally shocked expression, he's terrified.
this ghost that hated him for so long–at best, Phantom would leave him defenseless. at worst, surely some part of Phantom still wants to kill him for stealing away his chance for autonomy.
and yet, when fire rains down on them, Phantom risks it all to grab Danny and get them both to safety. they're still both shaken and stunned this is even happening, but Phantom is able to nervously be like shit shit shit okay stay here don't go anywhere or I can't protect you, okay?
after the fight is over and dust settles, Phantom offers Danny his hand. they stare at each other and god if this isn't the weirdest thing. like, uh, okay, what now? they decide to go see Frostbite, who confirms that they're fully separate now. they ask if there's any chance of merging again and Frostbite assures it's impossible.
Phantom asks, even if I overshadowed Danny? or stay real close? yes, it's nothing to worry about. they leave, and back in the quiet of Danny's room, they talk. Phantom isn't sure what to do. now that opportunity is in front of him, he feels paralyzed. Danny does his best to let Phantom know that… they might be separate now, but if he ever wants help or even just a friendly ear, he's here for him.
Phantom is quiet for a while. then says maybe he just needs to rest first. he'll think about it tomorrow. they're both exhausted and injured. Phantom asks quietly… if he could rest in Danny for the night.
Danny's shocked, and–really confused. Phantom blushes and is like I don't know what my haunt is yet, I don't know where to go, but I know… you're kind of my home. now that I know I can leave whenever I want, it's not something bad anymore. I miss feeling your heart next to my core, just a little bit.
and Danny is just as surprised when Phantom overshadows him, then quietly nestles into the passenger seat again. he didn't realize how he got used to feeling Phantom with him. it's a feedback loop of contentedness, and Danny sleeps easily. (they also find out while sharing a body, Danny gets to reap the benefits of Phantom's supernatural healing)
anyway that's all I got for now thank u for coming to my ted talk
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haemosexuality · 9 months
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ive been seeing these posts for years compiling their outfits, but they only go up to the start of season 9 so i wanted to do the rest! so here's season 9, 10, some non-canon eps and obsidian (edit: now with fionna and cake too!)
[marceline's main comic outfits] [bonnie's main comic outfits] [marceline and the scream queens outfits]
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A silly sketch dunno if I will actually finish it though because oh god look out Meta Knight there is a pissed off Galacta- oh god he has his AirPods in
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enigmasandepiphanies · 7 months
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one of the best realizations I have had as I have grown up is how amazing it is to show up for the people you love, unashamedly and unapologetically. show up to their classical music productions when you don't know anything about that kind of music, their chemistry club meetings when you are a literature student and don't know anything about chemistry but your bestie is doing cool experiments with copper sulphate, the very alluring blue portion you were tempted to drink in school cause it looked so magical. show up when they wake up from a long nap and have missed dinner and are feeling shitty, make them maggi and get them their fave chocolate. show up when they rant about animal documentaries excitedly and listen when they tell you the plot of jujustu kaisan at 4 am during exam week. take a walk with them at 11 pm in night because they told you you have no classes tomorrow so come down (it's their emotionally suppressed way of saying I miss you). cuddle with them to sleep because they are scared of thunderstorms. make them an art piece and write them a love letter for their birthday to show them you love them so much and you will never stop probably and that scares you sometimes but their presence will reassure you always. I know you know that they know that you love them but when you gift them your "an incomplete list of things you love about them" in your shitty handwriting they will smile and cry and choke you in a hug for 5 mins, it will be a smile spilling out of the sun and it'll be so worth it always. reply to their messages of hey "your name" except your name gets weirder and weirder cause they are bored and miss you and wanna talk and even if you are busy and tired , do return some of their affection with a small message that yes, you missed them too even though you are too tired to express. give them your fave drawing and you'll see how they have hung it up on their cork board in their dorm room. tell them to spam their earring collections and marvel over their strawberry earrings. send them a video message when they send you their jiggly caramel pudding video because omg they can cook now and you are so happy for them that you want to portal through the phone and hug them (you're gonna give them a recipe notebook for their birthday). let them rant on the phone while you fold your laundry, it's manageable mostly.
there are days when you can't show up and it's okay and they'll understand, most people who love you do, they should. but gosh, putting in effort in any relationship isn't that the best thing? because they are not just worth your love, the point of worth never even comes cause they are the very meaning of love. because God remember what Miyazaki said when you love someone you inspire each other to live and grow even when you recognize how hard living is. growing is difficult but you love growing with them.
I used to think I love people too much but you know what they love me too much too. so when someone asked richard siken what do you do when you love someone too much he said congratulate yourself. and today I am congratulating myself cause I know the loves of my life are doing that too.
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koddlet · 3 months
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if they won't give that butch scars....... (the shirt says "i survived a wolf attack and all i got was this stupid shirt")
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hephaestuscrew · 4 months
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I want to talk about the significance of which characters defeats the different antagonists in the Wolf 359 finale: Kepler kills Rachel (and vice versa), Jacobi kills Riemann, Minkowski kills Cutter with the help of Lovelace, and Hera and Eiffel wipe Pryce's memories. As I'll argue below, none of those combinations are incidental.
Jacobi and Kepler each get to dispatch an adversary, but, since they've only recently and - perhaps reluctantly - aligned with our protagonists in their aims, they each deal with more minor antagonists. Rachel and Riemann are ultimately following orders rather than giving them, so their defeat - while important - doesn't have the same emotional weight as that of Pryce or Cutter. This is also why the confrontations with Riemann and Rachel each conclude significantly before the confrontations with Pryce and Cutter. (Cont. below cut)
I'd argue that Riemann is the least developed character in the show (of those that are voiced and appear in more than one episode). He's nothing more than a Goddard henchman, and that's deliberate. Jacobi’s investment in this fight is practical, rather than emotional. There's no personal antagonism between the two of them. And this works for Jacobi as a character - his job has always been to “make very big things blow up” and he's only recently started properly putting his own independent thought into who he wants to be blowing up. So Jacobi and Riemann face off against each other in a locked room, with a fistfight and then an explosion.
In contrast, Kepler and Rachel do have personal antagonism between them. It's clear that they have a history of professional dislike. In Kepler's backstory episode, Rachel clearly takes a great deal of glee in mocking Kepler about “Operation Gigantic, Humiliating Screw Up”, and Kepler certainly doesn't seem pleased to see Rachel when the Sol arrives at the Hephaestus in Ep55. Although there are obviously other motivations involved, their petty interpersonal hatred gives an interesting extra significance to them killing each other.
Another way to frame it is that Kepler and Rachel are two people at a similar middle-of-the-hierarchy level who've both been faced with a degree of undeniable evil even beyond what they've previously encountered from (and enacted on behalf of) their employer, and had to decide what they are willing to go along with. Their mutual killing of each other is the result of a conflict between two contrasting potential decisions in that situation. 
It's also notable that while the minor antagonists are each defeated by a single character on their own, the major villains could not have been defeated in this way. The two most significant confrontations in the finale each involve a pair of characters who care deeply about each other standing together against someone who has personally hurt them. 
After killing Cutter, Minkowski acknowledges she “couldn't... have done it... without you, Captain”. Similarly, the way Eiffel and Hera defeat Pryce required both Eiffel's sacrifice (it is important that wiping the mindspace is his idea) and Hera's abilities (it takes a lot of mental and emotional strength for her to enact that plan). The ethos of the show all comes back to that quote from Eiffel in Ep25 that needing help from others “is called being a part of a crew. You ever meet anyone that could get things done all on their lonesome?”
It's important that Hera confronts Pryce - she gets the chance to stand in defiance against a person who has caused her so much pain. Hera gets to assert herself as her own person against the first person not to treat her as one. While I certainly don't think anyone should feel responsible for confronting those who have personally hurt them in real life, it would have been narratively unsatisfying for Pryce to have been defeated without Hera playing a central role. That confrontation is necessary for catharsis and resolution of Hera's character arc. But it's important that Hera doesn't have to do it alone. It's important that she does it with Eiffel, the person she is closest to, by her side. And what's more, in that mindspace, he's by her side in a more literal direct way than he has ever has been before.
Terrifying as Pryce is, it's Cutter who has been our 'big bad' throughout the whole series, the one that we've been aware of since we became aware of larger sinister forces at work in this narrative. And so it's apt that he's defeated by Minkowski, the Commander, with the help of Lovelace. Our two protagonists who have at points been defined by their leadership positions defeat the villain who has been defined by his leadership over them. Our two Commanders defeat the person above them in the chain of Command. 
If Minkowski has a personal nemesis, it's Cutter (as I argued in my Minkowski harpoon essay). Now that Hilbert's gone, the same could probably be said of Lovelace. He's the one who recruited them (and their respective crews, assuming that he was involved in the recruitment of the other members of Lovelace's crew as well) into the hellscape that is the Hephaestus. He's the one basically all of their pain and turmoil ultimately comes back to.
Minkowski & Lovelace's confrontation against Cutter, and Hera & Eiffel's confrontation against Pryce, are both about the harm that's been done to them as individuals. And about the harm done or threatened to their loved ones (including the friend they each stand beside in this particular confrontation). And about their principles and themes around control, autonomy, personal agency, and identity. And about the desire to protect people in general on a larger, global or even galactic, scale.
And all of those resonances work particularly well because of the specific choices made about which protagonists should face off against which antagonists, in order to provide the most effective culmination of the character arcs that have been built over 61 episodes.
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sainsburysannie · 2 years
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scrapped: san birthday fic ✦ 。゚・ 🍃⋆
*scrapped: works that will not be completed/posted
You were so focused on wrapping the last of San’s gifts that you almost didn’t hear the gentle knock on your door, but only almost. You paused your movements where you were struggling to tie a purple ribbon into a pretty bow, hoping that you’d misheard and that you’d have enough time to properly finish the gifts, only for a second round of knocking to fill the room.
“Y/N?” San’s voice came. “Do you have a minute?”
You winced, hurriedly tying the bow down and letting go of the gift. Of all the people to arrive right now San was probably the worst option. You’d been trying to orchestrate a surprise for him for what felt like weeks now, with all of the broken communication and disagreements among your friends coming down to you taping wrapping paper and tying bows last minute, only for him to catch you right in the middle of it.
“Coming!” you called out, shifting the presents as carefully as you could to a spot where he might not see them from the doorway, hoping he couldn’t hear your frantic walking back and forth. Only when each gift was set down on your bed and covered by a blanket did you open the door, smiling wide at a rather dejected looking San. “Hey baby.”
“Hey,” he said, finally smiling back when you stepped forward and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead. “I didn’t realise you were busy.”
“No, I’m not busy at all!” you reassured him, waving a dismissive hand. 
“Can I come in then?” he asked, already stepping forward.
“No, wait!” you said, your voice louder than was necessary. At the sight of his face falling you frowned, trying to look as casual as you could while you were quite literally blocking him from entering your room. “You can’t go in right now.”
“Why not?” he asked, his voice taking on a pouty tone that you usually only heard when you were out with friends and something had upset him. You didn’t expect to see a pout form on his lips as well, your heart squeezing in your chest.
“It’s not clean,” you said. It was a stupid excuse and you knew it. Quick thinking was not proving to be your strong suit. You didn’t realise just how stupid of an excuse it was until San’s watery eyes met yours. “San?”
“Are you mad at me?” he asked, blinking quickly so that the tears in his eyes were gone just as quickly as they came. It didn’t help when you could still see his wet lashes and the way he was clutching his hands close to himself.
“Baby,” you whispered, reaching out and taking one of his hands into yours. He allowed you to do so without any protest, but didn’t relax at all when you laced your fingers with his. “I’m not mad at you. Why do you think I’m mad?”
“We just haven’t spent any time together, you kept turning every invitation down and it’s so difficult to reach you lately,” he explained, his shoulders slumping more and more as he went on.
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evelili · 6 months
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wake up babes new fic just dropped
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omnist-angels · 2 months
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It's ridiculous how many exceptions to "thou shall not kill" people can come up with.
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viburnt · 4 months
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You: Love is not something that happens out of nowhere!
*Kirishima existing*
You: I-
*Kaminari vibing*
You: Oh no-
*Shinsou smiling*
You: Oh fuck-
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gammaraydeath · 3 months
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little sketchy i might color later!! i love helena and portia's friendship soooo much and i wanted to draw what i think they look like ::::)
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uncanny-tranny · 5 months
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People are endlessly charming when you actually get to know and appreciate them. Like, people are just wandering about and they have favourite colours that make them so happy, and some people will specifically look for products or food or knickknacks in their favourite colour and so many people wear that colour and feel instantly more confident??? 😭😭😭
There are so many tiny details that I think when you learn to notice them, it makes each person so beautiful and charming and enchanting just because they exist
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