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krankittoeleven · 1 year
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Rules: Post the last 7 lines from your current WIP, then tag 7 people!
I was tagged by @aeide. Thank you very much!
From my AC Valhalla fic Water of Life, my most favorite WIP but also the bane of my existence. LOL
Vili smiles and drops his gaze back down to the furs, where Ubba’s hand rests in both of his. He watches his thumbs pass over the lines and scars and bumps that decorate Ubba’s hand, mindful of two knuckles that are lightly bruised and swollen. Another story to be told and from the look of it a recent one.
“Who did you punch?” Vili asks jokingly as he turns Ubba’s hand slightly to draw attention to the bruising, the new bracelets already catching a flicker of light from their movement.
“No one,” Ubba replies through a huff, the injury clearly not worth mentioning in his eyes. “Only the trim of my ship when we were caught in a sudden storm.”
I will tag @theinkandthesea @vault-heck @mini-uzzy @brasideios @softest-punk @ainulindaelynn and @findusinaweek. And of course anyone else that wants to!
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anghraine · 1 year
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I do appreciate getting AO3 comments that encourage me to keep going! But I got a comment on an on-hiatus multi-chapter WIP that said absolutely nothing about it being unfinished and just listed things they liked, and it was really sweet.
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rinsaint · 1 year
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What are your thoughts on Suna x reader who wears a purity ring and everyone makes fun of them for it until the walk into class one day and see that they are not wearing and they only get they answer as to why is when Suna asks reader to meet him in the school gyms locker room
suna definitely is the type to make fun of reader for being the innocent christian girl. He would tease and bully you every day just to get a rise out of you. He would never miss up the chance to rile you up and watch you get flustered.
so when your math teacher told you that you would have to tutor suna rintarou, it made you slightly annoyed but nonetheless, you still obliged.
even if you would never admit it, there was some tension between you and suna. His constant flirtatious act towards you made butterflies swarm in your stomach. But you couldn’t do anything about it, your family didn’t want you to be with someone until you got married.
not like you had a chance with him anyways.
or so you thought, you’d never thought you find yourself on your bed as suna rintarou’s hands roamed your body. He squeezed the sides of your hips and you let out a whimper as he starts leaving kisses on your neck.
was this really happening?
You could have ever imagined that something like this was going to happen. Being in a christian family, you had made a purity pact with your mom and dad, the ring on your finger being a proof of that. But suna is too intoxicating, the way he treats you, the way he lets his flirty comments slip pass his mouth, the way he smirks everytime you stutter out a response from his teasing, the way his rings fit on his fingers and how he knowingly knows what to say to fluster you up, is all too much. But you liked it.
You let your head fall back as his fingers starts to rub circles on your clothe clit, “mm i wonder how your family would react if they saw their little angel spreading her legs right now.”
“S-suna-“
“Call me rin, yea?”
You made eye contact with him as his finger pulled your panties aside, teasing your hole, he slips two fingers in slowly, watching as you arch against him. His fingers pumped in and out of you, you gripped the back of his hair as he left noticeable marks on your neck. Suna felt you clench around him and he sped up his pace.
“rin.. i-i think m’close” you whined, you could feel sunas smirk that always has you weak in the knees against your neck.
“well cum for me then pretty.”
your toes curled and your vision was blurred and went white as you blissfully came around rins thick fingers. You gripped onto his fingers and felt his movement when he continued to pump his fingers in and out of you, overstimulating you.
“r-rin i cant please.”
“yes you can angel, and you will, give me one more yeah?”
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oz00ms2 · 7 months
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ITS MY AU AND I SAY ACE LIVES AND BUGGY LEAVES THE MARINES AT MARINEFORD.
because a stronger buggy who watched these kids grow up, already has lost sabo and wasn't able to protect luffy. has shared his pain of abandonment with ace - who has told ace he is so happy that ace was born, has sworn to love ace as much as roger couldn't and rogue wasn't able to...
that buggy would put himself between an admiral and his nephew.
and that buggy would get in a lot of trouble.
after the peace forced by shanks' arrival settles, he sneaks off with crocodile who thinks having the marine who betrayed his own banner on a livestream (that was originally set up so beloved captain firebug would be announcing the execution of the scourge fire first, but oh did that backfire.) would be neat.
he will go to whitebeard's burial, he will thank the man for loving ace and showing him a world of family, and he will finally face shanks. remembering how he once was happy on the Oro Jackson. how they were his family and where he met his first and only love, and inform him that he going to find the one piece and become king of the pirates because that's his dream now.
& shanks falls in love even more.
+ this is how, instead of recruiting a large amount of impel down prisoners, buggy recruits the remnants of the whitebeard pirates. he is all their uncle now (and ace gets to cock block croc and mihawk because DO NOT LOOK AT HIS UNCLE??? YOU FREAKS???)
bonus: buggy and ace fighting over the receiver calling rosi (who survived because I said so) after the dust settles on a private line like "YOUR SON?? IS CREEPY AF?? HE BETTER BE HEALING MY PRECIOUS LITTLE BRAT LUFFY AND NOT SELLING HIS ORGANS!!!"
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twistedappletree · 11 months
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Karaoke night AU but it’s literally just drunk WWX horridly playing the flute and thinking he’s absolutely shredding while drunk LWJ stands on the stage with his mic, still as a tree and occasionally says “tequila” in the most lackluster monotone voice imaginable
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vi-enti · 1 month
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something to hold onto
in which an ultimate yakuza doesn't know the word "touch-starved", and finds every other way to describe his annoying new craving for cuddles. too bad the only person he wants to cuddle is that guy who blew up multiple structures, who poisoned himself, who laughed like a child when he beat him at chess and pouted the same way when beaten, who knew exactly how much sugar he liked in his tea, who made his heart still with a smile, who—oh fuck, he was so far gone. how the hell had that happened?
something to hold onto - guravity - Dangan Ronpa Series [Archive of Our Own]
(inspired by this post by @hajihiko and thank you to @causeitsagame for all her help! ♡)
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nyxronomicon · 10 months
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Head empty. Only thought is Simeon finding out about your self hatred and railing you until you can't remember any of those thoughts
-body worship, insecurity, bit of angst, breeding in the tags-
Omg he'd be so gentle... He asks what's troubling you when he sees you frown at yourself in the mirror. When you tell him you're feeling self conscious and ugly he just disagrees immediately.
But Simeon knows all too well how little words can change someone's mind, often feeling disgusted and disappointed with himself for abandoning the brothers like he did. For choosing the celestial realm just for its familiarity. He's such a coward.
He knows now that conventional beauty is only skin deep and the ugliness just beneath the surface is often much worse than one would think. And he's stunned when you're talking about yourself like that because in all the time he's known you, he's never even once thought anything about you was ugly.
If anything, he was the ugly one.
His first attraction to you was your looks and the way you carried yourself. Every moment he spends with you he finds new things to love about you and it just crushes him that you don't see it. So even if he can't change your mind, he at least needs to prove to you that it doesn't matter what you think.
You're beautiful without even trying. Just a smile from you takes his breath away without fail. The words to describe how incredible you are always fail him. Being with you is healing. His wretched broken heart has been heavy with sin and betrayal for as long as he can remember but you make him feel like it can be fixed. Or maybe that he never really was broken to begin with.
All he wants is to give that feeling back to you.
So he shows you. Pulls you away from the mirror. "Focus on me. On how I love you." Is all he mumbles before tenderly kissing you. Your kisses get deeper, your insecurities vanishing as he pulls away. His eyes are full of adoration, lost in you.
You close your eyes and feel. His hands worship every part of you, taking his time to press kisses down your torso, wherever he thinks you're most insecure. He mumbles loving words as he goes, the author in him crafting the ultimate love scene just for you to hear.
And if you still don't believe him? Well, he'll keep going as long as he needs to~
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autumn-sweet-fae · 11 months
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During Breath of the Wild, I felt like Link had a complicated relationship with the master sword.
If he was not recovered enough from his Literal Resurrection, the sword would drain away his life when he tried to pull it from its pedistal. Then later, he went though the grueling hell in the Trial of the Sword just to be considered worthy of unlocking the swords true power. Even though he had been worthy once before. Before he had failed.
He needed it to take down Calamity Ganon, but it could shatter just like any other sword, so the fear of that, of that weakness, kept him from using it outside of hyrule castle.
It was ancient and fragile and a reminder of his failings as a hero. He kept it close in his enchanted bag but rarely reached for it when faced with monsters.
After the calamity was defeated, he’d still wear it on occasions he needed to be recognized with Zelda, but preferred the anonymity he would gain when the sword was tucked away. He hadn’t felt the need to call on it again, until a strange sickness began afflicting the rebuilding efforts of castle town.
He and Zelda were quick to investigate the matter and discovered that the eerie gloom invoked the same glow in the master sword as Ganons malice once did. Zelda was determined to find the root of this evil, and Link would be by her side for every step of the way.
And then they found Ganon’s corpse.
The sword is shattered and his arm is ruined, but none of that matters because Zelda is falling and he can’t reach her in time before-
He wakes up, his arm is replaced, and the master sword has rotted away.
He does as the guiding spirit suggest, sending the master sword to Zelda, hoping it might help her more then it can him. Preying it will bring her back to him.
And in a way, it does… but not in a form he recognized.
The Master Sword, stronger then ever before. Healed and empowered after countless millennia. Now even able to absorb other materials to strengthen it even farther.
A symbol of Zelda’s sacrifice. Of her belief in him, of her determination to repair it and ensure it returns to him.
He finds himself reaching for it more and more often. He now finds security in the feeling of it’s hilt in his hands.
He looks into the blade, and where he had once seen the reflections of his failures looking back, he now sees the sky,
He sees Zelda, flying up in the clouds alone,
Waiting for him.
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elliespuns · 6 months
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Ellie and Joel sit at the campfire. It's a quiet night, and they've just finished eating. Joel's about his business, sharpening his knife, and Ellie is bored to her bone. Listening to the sound of the crickets and the nighlife around them, she shuffles her foot on the ground before she glances over at Joel with a smirk on her face.
"Hey, Joel?" 
"Hmm?" He doesn't bother looking at her; he is busy with his knife.
"What does the receptionist at a sperm bank say as clients leave?" She asks, ready to annoy his ass with one of her adult jokes that she knows will make him unconfortable.
Hearing the words, he's quick to lift his eyes on her. "Ellie!!" The thin line of his brow jumps in surprise. "Where did you—"
"Thanks for coming!" She blurts out and falls quiet, just like him.
There's a suspended moment of silence for a while, as if something had momentarily stolen the very sound of their voice, before Joel finally breaks the silence by letting himself fall victim to the funny look on Ellie's face and bursts out into a big, booming laugh, causing her to do the same. They both guffaw. Laughter bubbles up from deep within him and her—a contagious joy shared between them that infects the air—as they can't stop their hearthy laugher from howling through the woods.
For once, they worry about nothing. They don't worry about the infected. They don't worry about the hunters. They don't worry about how they're going to cross the country, scavenge enough food, or find supplies. All they worry about is how to stop the giddy delight, unable to contain the sheer joy that radiates from both of them as their tummies hurt.
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I've always loved this picture. This moment between Ellie and Joel holds so much emotion: contentment, love, and joy. We never got to experience it in the game, and so with just the existence of this picture, there was nothing left for me to do but imagine this heartwarming moment in my mind and interpret it for myself.
Judging by the picture itself, this must have happened between Pittsburgh and meeting Henry with Sam. They already have to know each other a bit, and they both still have their summer clothes. Ellie and Joel aren't that close just yet at this moment. But Joel is already far enough to let this girl make him laugh out loud.
I've always imagined that Joel cracking up could only be caused by one of Ellie's inappropriate jokes. We already know from the car scene that she's good with those, isn't she? And he'd never laugh out loud at her silly puns. She'd just make herself laugh, and he'd usually just find it cute but wouldn't let it show.
Who would have known that an adult joke from a quirky teenager would make his night?
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firesofdainix · 7 days
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I love the idea of the Gas Giants going through an evil phase, however, I also want to see more of the Ice Giants being responsible for the way things are in the outer solar system
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krankittoeleven · 9 months
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me: writing a modern day fic with no connection at all to AC Valhalla or vikings or anything of the sort.
also me: furs. furs. furs. furs. FUCK deletedeletedelete. Bed sheets. Blankets. Comforter. XD
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anghraine · 8 months
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me, drifting to sleep: I do like Rings of Power but I'm not specifically into Haladriel, which feels a bit strange
me: it's the sort of thing I'd normally be into, and I respect Haladriel shippers for dealing with all the bullshit they do, but it just reads as messy in a platonic way to me
me: unless there's a specific scenario where she gives some of her hair to Sauron rather than Fëanor
me, suddenly very awake: oh my god. this ship is incredible actually
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cluelesspigeons · 1 year
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This is written for the prompt “incoherent” from @drarrymicrofic
Word count: 68
Drarry microfic: incoherent babbling
“What do you think of this?”
Harry looked up from the book in his lap. He was about to say Draco looked good in everything but stopped when he saw what was standing in front of him.
“I… That’s… Yeah… I mean…Wow, I…You…”
Draco chuckled. He walked closer to Harry, taking the book from his hands as he leaned closer. “I’ll take your incoherent babbling as a compliment.”
Prompt from January 24th
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emotionalcadaver · 2 months
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Random Lucy x Tommy Headcanon
Tommy freaks the absolute fuck out anytime Lucy is sick.
Even just a little cold, he'll be hovering around her, half bullying her into staying in bed and taking things easy, and fussing over her any time she so much as sneezes.
She finds it mostly sweet, even if it can be a little annoying sometimes when he practically insists on carrying her or doing menial things for her when she's feeling better and simply wanted to get up to get a glass of water.
But she understands that it's because after what happened to Greta, the idea of losing another loved one to a disease is a very legitimate fear of his. And while it often gets overlooked due to the other traumas he went through during the war, having to watch Greta slowly slip away when she was ill and die holding his hand was very traumatic for him.
So she indulges him in his mother-henning and fussing. Even if he can be a little over the top with it sometimes.
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twistedappletree · 4 months
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when you’re trying to get advice from your friends but you all share 1 collective braincell ✨🧠✨
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floweringpopcat · 2 months
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hey!! i wrote a thing!!! a 1k fic about watcher!grian, with scar, for any who are interested
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