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willowparkfanclub · 3 months
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zeus is so bold commenting on poseidon having a forbidden kid as if he doesn't have TWO: one who is currently a tree and the other who's being raised by wolves. be serious
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virtu4l-di4ry · 2 months
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no one talks about how dean and cas were both raised to never ask questions and be perfect soilder yet rebelled for each other.
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tiyoin · 14 days
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heartbeats to the drum
floyd x reader
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sigh floyd being a softy for you and only you
sighhhhh floyd treating you like a glass flower one day and a stress toy the next. ofc he’s unconventional with his love, the slightest bit of worry fogging his mind as he wonders if you’ll leave because of his many quirks.
but that wasn’t always the case
he follows the beat of his own drum, not once stopping or changing it for anyone or anything. if they don’t like it- who cares! not their drum, go find another or whatever…. yet you followed him, followed his rhythm, danced to it sometimes. tripped and fell flat on your ass too, a a fleeting sense of satisfaction felt as he figured you’d had enough and would leave him be like all the other unimportant minnows.
but whenever he looked back, you were still there, a little further, but still following him… jade and azul were just as surprised as floyd when you kept following him. through his rough pounding of war drums, to the soft lonely pings of a bongo that suddenly switched to a war snare, then to a smooth jazz rhythm- he was unpredictable.
switching his styles, rhythms and interests on an impulsive whim. that was floyd. jade would follow sometimes too, though he created his own too. straying from floyd’s more often than not.
so one day, when floyd stopped drumming, stopped walking to do something he normally hate doing on a ‘bad day:2 (which was standing still.) he opted to listen for once. just once. expecting to hear the usual pitter patter of your feet, or the soft humming you’d usually let out, but there was nothing. nothing but silence and stillness around him.
a comet of a thought raced through the night sky of his mind. maybe he marched too fast, or went to far- he scoffs
‘finally,’ he thinks with a heavy mind ‘you got the hint that he wasn’t stopping or changing for no one. that you should just give. up. and go home.’
but like orpheus in the one tales of old in your world you would sometimes divulge him in. there’s a dying need to just turn around and look, to see if you were still following.
he shouldn’t though… he shouldn’t let his mind wonder and his heart pick up a pace. you reality that you weren’t there was already a preconceived notion in his mind. the inner workings of his soul not sensing yours. the voice in his head telling him he was free to march on without anyone bothering him.
yet… there was a feeling, and itch somewhere. he couldn’t place where that itch was and it pissed him off. was it inside or outside his human form? maybe it was his mer instincts taking over? the hunter in him subtly telling him to turn around? nah, that couldn’t be it, right? i mean logically, that would make sense, but… it couldn’t be…
floyd does what he wants when he wants. so he’ll look on his own chagrin thank you very much. yet, like slowly ripping off a bandaid, he turned his head.
he could almost howl in laughter.
because there you were, sitting down and playing with your hands. he couldn’t hear you cause you were taking a break, waiting for him to continue drumming so you could follow along, like how a whale calf would cling and follow their mother.
floyd was good with his emotions, he’d like to think- but anyone around him would disagree. but for him it was simple, if he was happy, he was happy, if he was sad, he was sad yadda yadda yah.
he sometimes couldn’t understand how people couldn’t feel like him or understand him, excluding jade and azul on numerous occasions. he was emotionally intelligent enough to realize that his mood swings weren’t convenient or conceived as normal behavior, especially to humans. that there was an irrational logic or a spring loose to the compass that dictated his life.
yet here you were, always right behind him, following him, almost clinging to him. like a barnacle. a pesky, useless barnacle…
his shadow blocked the light that was once illuminating your figure, looking up at him with a smile as he just stared down at you. his neutral, bored expression slowly churned and morphed into a boyish/ teenage expression someone your age would normally sport.
floyd would tell you that he held that neutral expression, that you were hallucinating when his neutral frown grew into a lazy grin or how his brows lifted into an almost, almost softer expression. no there wasn’t any crinkle in his nose either!! or in his eyes!!
but despite his protests and self proclaimed emotional maturity he’d talk to you about. sometimes, when our mind is too busy processing, our body’s will usually give away our intentions, our true thoughts that we aren’t aware of. a lot of the times, without our consent or knowledge.
you call it habitual responses while floyd calls it inconvenient lies.
but that doesn’t matter, because that day he handed you a triangle and a little metal stick along with it. helped you up, and continued marching.
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idk where i was going with this, i wrote as i thought.
i’m gonna try to get better at symbolism because i love that style of writing. hehe
sorry if this is poo poo i wrote it in a combined 30 minutes, before and after therapy 🤷🏻
idk if it’s too short to put a ‘read more’ cut in, or not
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sansundertale14x1 · 2 months
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why NauseAxe_404 loves your writing so much…
based on this silly tweet, I’m gonna use ‘Nick’ for this- for ease of writing (and for my poor poor hands.)
no pronouns but ‘you’- little post cuz I haven’t written in a while.- use of the in-game website: "Dumblr", no it's not a typo;-; Proshippers DNI
word count: 878
content warning: brief explanations of canon violence, creepy stalker-ish behavior (NOTHING SEXUAL ATTACHED), Nick being a weirdo honestly.
vvv that isn't my art, and this entire writing is a fanfic for a game " Monster x Mediator" made by HeadLocker! I really recommend playing the game or watching the gameplay, cuz it's really fantastic!
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Story under cut :3
Nick’s in love with your writing…(if you already couldn’t tell), but it’s difficult for you to understand why.
Usually, when you'd open up your laptop, it was after a tough shift at your crap job and you just wanted to do something to fill in the time after dinner and before bed. It was always on the shorter side, 100 words each, and was normally just a quick and crappy self-insert fic to satisfy your creative urges from doing a boring-ass job all day. You never really thought your tiny one-shots would attract any attention, but the man you've been staying with proves otherwise.
"NauseAxe_404" is what he called himself, but you've just been calling him 'Nick' for now. He had been reading your old Dumblr blog for who knows how long, and he's taken a major interest in your little shitposts...So much, so that he had taken the time to print out every single one of your posts and personal information pinned to his room's walls. It's extremely creepy...but also sort of charming?
For the last few days or so, you've been held in Nick's hotel room, practically glued to a desk with a typewriter...slowly making your way through a 100-paged fic that he specifically requested of you. Though you technically could stand up and leave...you'd really prefer for your skull to stay in one piece...and not have a bullet put through your temple.
Nick has been staring at you almost the entire time...which only certified in your mind that he is not human. Every time you turn to see if he's still there...like an unmoving fortress, he always is. It's been a solid 8+ hours of you sitting there and writing...and your stomach starts to emit loud sounds of hunger. You pray he didn't hear that, and continue to type away at the dated machine. However, to your dismay, his deep voice chimes in.
"...What page are you on...?"
Nick asks, seemingly trying to speak quietly for you, but his naturally booming voice isn't giving you any favors.
"...uhm..."
You take a moment to review what you have done...it doesn't look like much but it feels like it took AGES to write out...
"About...10? It's not a-"
"That's wonderful, Superstar!"
He cuts you off just as you begin to speak.
Of course, he's going to be ecstatic. You can't fathom why he seems to be so hopelessly in love with whatever you slap on the paper. You're curious..so you begin to speak.
"...uhm...Nick...why do you..take interest in my writing?"
You softly speak, trying to be careful with your words...you can't afford to overstimulate this man.
For a chatty guy...Nick was oddly silent at the ask of this question…or at least for a few seconds.
“I was trying to find a way to ease the boredom and loneliness of this fucking hotel, so…huff…I joined Dumblr and started to search for writing…that was…huff….purposeful…and that could fix me..”
No way in hell your crackfics could change this man...He must've come out of the womb like that. (or...however the hell he was made..)
"...I came across your first post years ago..huff...and fell in love with the way you wrote your love interest....huff...I knew you were talking about me when I wrote all those comments~"
You never looked at comments due to embarrassment...and you honestly didn't think anyone would even care to comment in the first place.
"....you weren't responding to me...huff...so I might've found everything about you in the meantime...huff...just so I could notice you in a crowd...I always will~"
Okay, now it's getting creepy. You hope that by just turning back around and continuing to write maybe he'd shut up...You guess it's sorta your fault for striking up a conversation with the creep.
"All the other writers don't know shit about writing...huff...1k word counts...huff...long and complicated stories that don't make any fucking sense..."
There goes the rambles. You stop typing for a moment to process what the hell he just said. He either is really balls-deep into this fantasy of you being a perfect human...or he's just trying to fluff you up so you'll continue writing for him. He's really delusional, that's it. It's seriously hard to believe your crap was life-changing for Nick.
“Simplicity is the most important part…huff…not describing some stupid walk sequence for 3 sentences…huff…it’s a waste of space..”
"....maybe you just like simpler writing...?"
You softly reply, yet again praying that you didn't accidentally strike a chord with this guy. He stares you down, and even if you aren't looking back at him, you can still feel the burning of his eyes on the back of your head.
"That's possible."
Oh, it's highly probable. He gets so emotional over the tiniest bit of anything, so...He just doesn't need too many words to evoke a reaction...It checks out because you also like to write a straight-to-the-point sorta piece.
"but don't let your mind wander for...huff...too long...my superstar...you've got at least 90+ pages to go~"
Shit, he was right...time to get back to work.
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caninecomfort · 1 month
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it’s oddly therapeutic to envision myself as a big dog/wolf thing snarling and snapping and generally going wild when i’m angry. like i’m still angry but at least i feel cooler about it
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hipwell · 8 days
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hemlock’s biggest mistake was putting omega, the highly trained child soldier who loves deeply and never loses hope, into the vault with his “specimens”
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loweyzverse · 21 days
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better cr gets more and more appealing everyday 🙏
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spiderjellys · 1 month
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melanie is so interesting to me okay i’m sane about her. her suit is so similar to ace’s design, simple with no accessories, standing in direct contrast to the rest of the family (minus ace who is. a literal robot). most notably it has a lot less red (only the lips and eyes) than king queen and jack, barely more than ace has. the rest of the family has more intricate suits & carries weapons. they all posture and mock constantly on the job while melanie is silent. and like. the obvious. melanie is ten, she’s not a face card like the others. 10-jack-queen-king directly aligns to their standings in the family (ace is ig just like in cards, switching between values of 1 and 11). melanie doesnt matter to them, she doesnt have any autonomy or influence in the family, and so much about ten is so representative of that.
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smeesecheese · 1 month
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Guys, he cou— guys he- he could take five to six people at once
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m4nicperfumery · 2 months
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the concept of indegenity has to framed within a particular political context or time period otherwise you risk diluting the meaning of the word itself, saying the 'indo aryans were settlers' is not only wrong but also legitimizes the dumbass bs that hindunats say about South Asian Muslims. Trying to use specific terms that cannot be used to describe pre feudal society to do so and having a pop-sociology instagram infographic based understanding of these words is actively harmful! Read a book!!
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athamad · 24 days
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My Medea and Jason aus (because I love them and l like to yap sorry not sorry)
Immortal!Jason au
So, l actually thought of this while on a trip in Italy. In this au, instead of leaving Jason behind like in the myths, Medea decides that Jason would be more tortured by being immortal and never dying, so Jason is immortalized against his will and Medea kinda keeps him around like a pet and Jason just sticks around out because, naturally, she's more powerful than him. Medea still loves him but he acts cold out of spite knowing she will take it. She will take anything if it means he will be willing to stay. You might say "op that is toxic!" and to that I say "yeah no shit. It was toxic from the beginning. A mortal x immortal in Greek mythology is most likely toxic because of the HUGE power dynamic. (Also l wrote a fanfic about this au but it's explicit)
Modern retelling of Medea the play
THIS IS MY FAV. In this au it's Medea the play but modern and a little different. Medea is a rich woman named Maddie and Jason is... Well, Jason. Glauca, the princess Jason leaves Medea for in the play, is a rich college girl named Grace, babysitting their kids because her dad is tired of giving her money. And, as you might guess, Jason and Grace have an affair out of Medea's knowledge. I have so much ideas for this au but I don't know what to go with. But in the end Maddie kills her children and Grace in blind rage, that much l decided it had to be in the au.
Jason and Medea are the Bonnie and Clyde of Greek mythology
This is just "What if Medea trusted Jason that he still loved him and Jason was as crazy as her?". It goes like in the play, Jason gets engaged with the princess, BUT! Medea is surprisingly calm about it. The king worries her calmness = she has already planned our murders so he wants to set her to exile but Jason convinces him shes just fine. Anyway, Jason gets married, kills the king and the princess, and is like "Oh darn! I need a queen for this kingdom! Luckily, my ex/l am still married to wife is alive and well!" So they rule together. Happy ever after.
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willowparkfanclub · 4 months
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the black pauses in the show when a book chapter ends.... cinema like oh my god
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virtu4l-di4ry · 2 months
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bruh i bet cas and dean got way more annoying when they started dating. imagine all the bickering and flirting. being in the middle of a fight with a pack of vamps and theyre bickering in the corner about who’s the better boyfriend. (each saying eachother) meanwhile sam’s being flung across the room.
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gateau-au-earl · 21 days
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took my first dabble w writing a fanfic 😭 so if anyone has any tips i’m more than happy to hear them 👀
idk if ill actually post it (depends on if it actually goes somewhere ig) but so far its a domestic in universe phantomfam light novel adjacent plot where the servants slowly suspect seb is a demon ! i got like 1k words rn n its a great time
very self indulgent so put some wholesome ciel and servants and dadbastian interactions >e<
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sansundertale14x1 · 2 months
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Twitter may be a trash fire but
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Hello LGBTQ+ communityyyyy
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caninecomfort · 1 month
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some of Alfred Wierusz-Kowalski’s wolf paintings to honor my werewolf ‘type on this lovely monster monday 🐺
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