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zonaenthusiast · 9 months
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I love this woman SO MUCH. Tashigi, my beloved.
We are very used to seeing in these types of stories in general proud people (usually men, let's not kid ourselves) who are not willing to step back at times when it's okay if they do. It's something that is usually seen as shameful. Sometimes I get it because it depends a lot on the specific situation but other times it's being stubborn just because.
Seeing Tashigi plead for her life to Law so openly and without any shame because the situation calls for it is quite refreshing. She's not even doing it for her, she's doing it for her people, because they need her and Smoker, and that's fighting too.
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amongemeraldclouds · 8 days
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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗
oh my goodness, i love this question! i think -
✿ Things I'll Never Say Lorenzo Berkshire x f!Reader | 1k words I'm obsessed with journaling, so happy I got to incorporate it into a fic. It's also the first one shot I published.
✿ Mattheo's Gamble Mattheo Riddle x f!Reader | 677 words I'm in love with AUs so I’m glad I got to feature three of them alongside the Wizarding World timeline - and it works.
✿ Not Being Romantic Jess Mariano x f!Reader | 3.3k words This was so fun to write and is my longest fic so far. Great if you love banter and the enemies to lovers trope.
✿ Better Than Revenge Chapter Six Mattheo Riddle x f!Reader (can be read as a standalone) Twelve days of Christmas with Mattheo Riddle. This was a fun format to write, a little story per day. All about how you and Mattheo get together over winter break.
✿ The Fall Deatheater!Lorenzo x OrderMember!Reader | 395 words This one is sad, but was fun to write. It's the first piece I wrote that's directly inspired by a poetry writing style.
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ao3feed-tolkien · 2 years
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Lucky Stitches
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ELogXwk
by Innate_Introvert
Sometimes you seek out adventure, other times it sweeps you off your feet and throws you head first into danger. It takes you gently by the hand in some cases —viciously the hair in others— always pulling you forward. For Sorrel Sackville-Baggins, it has been all of the above and then some. Not sure if she believes in fate, Sorrel just might be at the whim of it as she travels with her cousins to save the world. Hopefully, with a little luck, they can get home in one piece. It might take all the luck she possesses to see that hope through and it may take more than she can give to save a life that fate has its eyes on.
10th walker hobbit!
Words: 677, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Series: Part 1 of Collection of oc Fics
Fandoms: The Lord of the Rings (Movies), The Lord of the Rings - J. R. R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: F/M, M/M
Characters: Boromir (Son of Denethor II), all LOTR characters, Original Female Character(s)
Relationships: Boromir (Son of Denethor II)/Original Female Character(s), Frodo Baggins/Rose Cotton/Sam Gamgee, Gimli (Son of Glóin)/Legolas Greenleaf
Additional Tags: 10th Century, Hobbit OC - Freeform, Boromir Lives
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/ELogXwk
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everynicorobin · 2 years
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Ha ha. 
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every-trafalgarlaw · 3 years
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getting shouted at
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every-caesar · 3 years
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ayo?? 😳
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brave-symphonia · 5 years
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Law really does think ahead.
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animebw · 2 years
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Reading One Piece: Chapters 676-677
-Oh that is nightmare fuel
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-”Don’t do anything” Alright, gang, place your bets on which long-forgotten side character has been waiting for the chance to save the day. Personally, my money’s on Wanze.
-”Time for the counterattack.” *wheeze* god he’s cool
-When suddenly, the new-gen pirates! You’re all looking absolutely wretched.
-he literally fuckin switched the chains out Law I swear to god
-...okay, that sequencing was so confusing, I had to read it like five times to realize he switched Smoker and Tashigi back to their normal bodies.
-”Listen to you, shrieking like a woman.” oh my god shut uuuuuuuuuuup
-Hah, and Luffy already busted out. Nice.
-”My chest...” STOP. FUCKING. DOING. THIS.
-ALRIGHT BROWNBEARD LET’S GO!
-”All together? Great! Let’s raise some hell!!” Preach it, brother!
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Empty chairs and empty tables
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All the pretty girls like Bucky - Steve Masterlist - Full Masterlist
Summary: Continuation of All the pretty girls like Bucky. Bucky is gone and Steve will leave soon. You spend your last night together in bed.
Pairing: 40s Skinny Steve x Fem!Reader
Word count: 677
Warning: Abstractly written love making
Author’s note: I have been having really bad writer’s block but I found out I had two more chapters of All the pretty girls like Bucky ready. So here you go.
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‘We’ll miss you, Buck,’ you tell him as you tightly grip onto his arm, ‘come back in one piece.’ ‘I will. I’ll miss you too,’ he promises and hugs the both of you tighter than he had ever done before, knowing it might be the last time. He doesn’t quite know what came over him but when he lets go, he looks at you a little longer and presses a kiss to your forehead. ‘Take care.’ You nod as you bite your lip to keep more tears from spilling but the second he starts walking away, they burst out and you turn to sob into Steve’s chest. Steve’s trying to look strong but he can’t help the tears either. The worst part is, next week Steve will be gone as well and you will be left with empty chairs and empty tables. The expensive bottles of whiskey in the cabinet that you got from your dad will be left untouched. The paper will be without pen scribbling all over it.
Night falls and you sit in the big chair in the living room while Steve sits on the couch reading the paper. Your hand mindlessly plays with the necklace around your neck as you slip deeper and deeper into thought. Steve is leaving tomorrow and you just want to feel him close to you. The whole night. And then, you speak. ‘Steve?’ He looks up from the paper. ‘Yes, honey?’ ‘I want you to make love with me.’ You watch as Steve’s mouth falls open and a deep blush spreads on his cheeks. It’s not like it has never happened before but you’ve never asked him to. Not like this. ‘Make love?’ His voice sounds strained. You get up from your chair and walk over to him. He allows you to take the paper out of his hands and straddle his lap, your nightgown bunching up around your thighs. ‘I know we’re technically broken up,’ you muse, ‘but I love you, Steve. And I want to spend tonight with you. Just you.’ You press a loving kiss to his lips. ‘I want to feel you.’ Steve swallows down his nerves and kisses you back with a kind of urgency you hadn’t experienced before. His arms wrap around your waist and he pulls you into his chest, as close as humanly possible. There’s an understanding, a mutual feeling of despair between the two of you to feel as much of each other as you can. This might be the last night you get to touch him and you won’t let it go to waste. You will hold him as close as your body lets you. It’s like a dance. Steve isn’t the best dancer. He steps on your toes from time to time but he’ll do anything to make sure you have a fun time. Because all he needs to be happy is to see you smile. He holds you a little too close, moves a little too uncoordinated, kisses you a little too roughly but you wouldn’t change it for the world. It’s perfectly imperfect. At this moment, it’s just you and Steve. There is no one else. The lady next door isn’t blabbering, the couple on the other side isn’t fighting, the cars on the street aren’t driving. It’s just you and Steve moving in perfectly imperfect harmony. You’re walking on the edge of a ravine and all you want to do is jump off together. Feel the breeze and your stomach turn as you go down. Down to another plane of euphoria. Steve takes your hand and jumps with you. It’s like falling but it feels like flying until you gently come back down to lie between the sheets. It’s hot in the room but Steve and you lay against each other. Skin to skin. His arms are wrapped around you as you lay in his chest. ‘I promise I’ll come back for you,’ Steve tells you. You nod and try to move even closer to him. ‘I love you.’ ‘I love you too, honey.’
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ohwaitimthewriter · 3 years
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Ner naak (My peace)
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Pairing: Din Djarin x earthling!reader
Warnings: none
Summarize: Din Djarin meets you, an earthling, who has no idea of the existence of an outer space. 
Words count: 677
A/n: I don’t count the months I’ve spent trying to write this chapter. But good news is, it’s finally here!!!! I’m sorry it’s a short one, but to explain a bit more on what happens, I had a lot of struggle to find what I wanted to tell in that part and how I wanted to write it, I must have started it all over again at least 10 times! And you add to that, well, life in general, it ends up with months of not writing. Inspiration was not on my side too but the new episode happened and it stroke back! This part is also short because I wanted to end it quickly so that I could start with a chapter 8 on new basis. On something fresh. But, hey! I’m talking too much, enjoy your reading!
Masterlist. // Ner naak Masterlist. // The Mandalorian Masterlist. 
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When you think about it, life wasn't that strange. You had spent the day teaching, answering students' questions, chatting with your colleagues before heading home. 
And what millions of people went through every day on their way home from work was right in front of you when you walked through your front door: 
Mando was slumped on the couch, obviously asleep, the child in the hollow of his arm, also asleep, and your dog, lying at his feet, his tail wagging calmly on the floor when he saw you coming. 
As much as you weren't a fan of all those people who wanted to capture every moment of life with their phone, you couldn't miss this lovely scene. 
Looking at the picture, you almost wish to get used to it. The idea that someone could be there. Right there. It was a nice feeling. But a fleeting one.
You didn't want to bother Mando immediately. The mandalorian seemed to be deeply asleep and from what you could understand, life in the universe left little opportunity to catch a break. 
So you set to work on the pieces you had brought back for the ship. Your garage was flooded with steel and scrap metal. It was almost disheartening. Making room to prepare the plans that would guide you in repairing the Crest was essential. 
It was only after an hour of tidying up that you were able to set large drawing papers up. And drawing wasn't really your thing. Dismantling an engine with your eyes closed was a walk in the park, next to making sketches to get an overview of the engine. 
You tapped the old pencil that hadn't been used for months on the work surface, trying to visualise how your hand would be able to draw the lines and curves that made up the Razor Crest engine. 
A line here, another one there, an arc of a circle to connect the whole and it felt strangely similar to the doodle of yesterday on your wall. 
You sighed, putting both hands on the worktop when Mando appeared.
"I won't be able to repair your ship if I can't even draw its pieces." You said without looking up from your paper. 
"Why?" Mando asked. 
"Look at that," you turned around to open a cupboard on your right. "Here are the plans of all the cars and planes my father had to repair." You paused and saw Mando taking a close interest in the sketches. "He never started a repair until he had a complete picture of the mechanical parts. Just so he wouldn't make mistakes. «  You explained. 
"You said that the Crest looked like the planes from here. Why not use these plans?"  Mando suggested. 
You gave it a second thought. There were similarities, yes, but the technology of the ship was still more advanced for the good reason that, unlike a plane, the ship flew in space. In other words, the vacuum. 
"It's... almost impossible." You felt desperate. 
A bug had certainly bitten you. You felt hopeless before you even tried. It wasn't really typical of you and you didn't know if it was your day at work that had brought you back down to earth or if it was a flash of realization that made you feel that way, but it was true that you had jumped into something bigger than yourself. Even bigger than everything.
"Since I made Star Trek real, I thought that nothing was impossible?" 
Mando tilted his head slightly in a challenging mood. Had he just pinched your ego? You raised an eyebrow. 
"Do you know about Star Trek now?" 
"I had some time to spare." 
You didn't see it, but you knew it, oh yes, you knew it, you knew he had a smirk on his face. In one sentence, he had just boosted your spirits. And you gave in with no hesitation. 
"Okay, maybe there is a way."  
And you pull out the plan of a fighter plane. One thing was sure, the evening was going to be busy.
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lancermylove · 3 years
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Chapter 9 
➣ Pairing: Gavin x Reader x Shaw ➣ Warning: (Mild?) Angst ➣ Word Count: 677 ➣ Previous Chapters: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] ➣ A/N: When I wrote this chapter, I was very tired. When I reread it, I didn’t like my work, so I decided to rewrite it. 😭
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You waited and waited for Gavin to return, but he never came back. You couldn't stop worrying as countless what-if scenarios raced through your restless mind. Shaw left a while ago after you refused to acknowledge him and his words. Feeling a bit uneasy, you made your way back to the main ski trail, searching for Gavin in the process.
Standing at the edge of the main trail, you watch skiers race down the snow-covered slope. Suddenly, the ground shakes for a few seconds and stops, causing everyone around you to freeze. The ground vigorously trembles once again, and shrieks of the other bystanders fill the air.
Your mind, occupied with thoughts of Gavin, goes blank as you dig your heels into the snow. As you look around, you see a familiar figure, but before you can call out to him, you hear a terrifying shriek.
"AVALANCHE!"
When your eyes dart to the top of the ski slope, you notice a white wave of snow surfing down the steep slope. Your body becomes paralyzed, and all you can do is stare in horror. Then, a realization hits you - Gavin is standing in the middle of the ski slope. Snapping your head in his direction, you see him staring at you. You want to scream and tell him to move, but your voice refuses to cooperate.
Gavin shifts his eyes to the incoming snowslide before glancing at you again. The corners of his lips slightly curl upwards, but his smile is empty. As Gavin watches tears stream down your cheeks, his vision blurs. He lifts his trembling hand and waves to you as he feels the vibrations under his feet growing stronger.
"Please don't forget me."
"GAVIN!" You scream his name at the top of your lung, but it's too late. The wave of snow engulfs him and the people around him.
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Shaw returned to the ski resort after you refused to reply to his confession. He blamed himself for hurting you and even thought that he deserved to be ignored by you.
Sighing, he rests the back of his head against the wall behind him. Unexpectedly, the floor under his jolt for a few seconds before coming to a stop.
"What was-" Before he can finish his sentence, the ground begins to tremble again. Shaw races out of the resort and sees a blanket of snow sliding down from the top of the mountain.
He ignores all the panicking people around him and searches for you, Ms. Yuki, and Gavin. As Shaw pushes through the crowd of skiers, he hears you scream his brother's name.
"(Y/N)!" The younger brother sprints towards you and drops on the snow next to you. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
You remain silent and stare at the area in front of you with your mouth ajar. The images of Gavin getting hit by the snow replays in your mind. You lower your head and stare at your hands as tears blur your vision once more.
"Hey!" Shaw cups your cheeks and turns your face towards him, asking once more, "What happened? (Y/N), where is Gavin?"
"G-Gavin, he..." You choke on your words and stare blankly at Shaw.
Shaw gently shakes you as an unsettling feeling takes over his mind. "Gavin, what? Finish your sentence!"
"He...the avalanche...hit..." You bury your face in the palm of your hands and start crying hysterically.
Though you fail to properly explain, Shaw pieces together the situation and frantically looks around. He helps you to your feet, takes a firm hold of your hand, and runs towards a group of uniformed rescuers.  
"My brother is buried somewhere in the snow. Please find him! My name is Shaw, and my brother's name is Gavin. He has short chestnut brown hair and the same eyes as me." Shaw speaks without taking a breath, trying to hold himself together, "You have to hurry!"
"We will find him, but the two of you need to return to the resort at once. It's not safe out here." One of the crew members says as the teammates head towards the slope to search for Gavin.
"Let's go find Ms. Yuki," Shaw whispers in a shaky voice before dragging your numb body back to the hotel.
"Shaw! (Y/N)! Are you two alright?" The caretaker strides towards you and stops a short distance away to catch her breath. "And where is Gavin?"
More tears roll down your flushed cheeks when you hear his name. Shaw wraps his arms around your waist and draws you closer to him. "Please, don't cry. They will find him..."
Upon hearing his words, Ms. Yuki gasps and covers her mouth, catching the young brother's hint. She blinks her tears away and takes a deep breath before placing her warm hand on your back. "(Y/N), don't lose hope. Gavin is a fighter...he will be okay. He has to be..."
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onepiecepodcast · 3 years
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Episode 677, "This Isn't The Way"
Episode 677, “This Isn’t The Way”
On this week’s episode of The One Piece Podcast we have hosts Ed and Steve, joined by our contributor Jill Knight,, our Anime Recap host Sam Leach, and returning long-time friend of the podcast Jammer. We’ve got a Manga Recap of Chapter 1017, “The Order” along with an Anime Recap for Episode 980, and some Piece Together. Check it out! Thanks to Maddie for this week’s episode image! Check out all…
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sparda3g · 6 years
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Hype Level (As of 04/01)
- One Piece Chapter 901
- Gintama Chapter 677
- Tokyo Ghoul:re Chapter 166
- Kingdom Chapter 553
- Shokugeki no Soma Chapter 258
- Haikyuu!! Chapter 297
- Black Clover Chapter 152
- The Seven Deadly Sins Chapter 261
- My Hero Academia Chapter 178
- Ace of Diamond 2 Chapter 118
Note: No, it’s not an April’s Fool joke. This is how I feel right now. Hm...perhaps it’s time to insert more series to the lineup.
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alwaysonmygrindaomg · 6 years
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I’m a Bad Boy (Gray) - Chapter 8 -
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Artist/Characters - Seonghwa/Sunghwa GrayxReader Jay Park, Simon D, Loco, Ugly Duck, Zico, C.jamm, Blacknut, ??? Genre - Mafia AU/Smut/Fluff/Angst Group - AOMG - VV;D Word count - 677 *WARNINGS* Vulgar Language, Mentions of death, Gruesome details, Sexual harassment, Violence Admin - Ikkins Authors Note: Sorry for the short chapter, I’m going to make the next chapter super long.
*Y/N’s POV*
“You…” My words are left stuck in my throat as I stare into the familiar face in front of me. “Oh hey Y/N, didn’t expect this did ya?” he chuckles, leaning down to eye level with a wicked grin, I try to lean back as far as I can to put a little bit more space between us. “Zico, that’s enough” Another voice shouts from the other side of the room, it was Soo Hyuk. “Can’t I just have a little bit of fun?” Zico grunts, standing up straight again, makes his way over to stand beside Soo Hyuk. I make eye contact with Zico again, feeling my rage over boil, I bite my tongue to supress it.. but to no avail; with this new discovery of a rat, my vision is tinted with red, “How could you, you piece of shi-!” I spit my venom just to be cut off by Zico’s laughter. “Haha! You think you’re intimidating, huh? Settle down kitty, wouldn’t want anything bad happening to you… would we?” Zico stares back at me menacingly. “That’s enough, both of you!” Soo Hyuk growls gliding towards the chair I’m tightly strapped in to, he puts his index finger underneath my chin and gently tils my head up as so we make eye contact. “Looks like our pretty birdy really does mean something to those swine.” He chuckles to himself “Now, what shall we do with you? Maybe throw you into the river?” His faces looks as if he’s seriously contemplating it.. “Or maybe, you could be my new little play thing..?.. what do you think little birdy?” still looking me dead straight into my eyes.. he smirks but it’s tainted with viciousness “Die, or be my personal little princess.. no one would ever touch you but I. Think about it carefully, because I’m quite happy with either.” I cringe at the pure thought of him touching me in that way.. it was an easy choice for me. Call me crazy.. but death sounds a lot more tempting. With my new found hatred I stare back at Soo Hyuk “I’d rather die.”
*Sunghwa’s POV*
“Sunghwa, Zico is missing. He’s been missing since we lost sight of Y/N.” One of my men come to inform me about Zico, quite obviously suspicious of the ordeal, then makes a brisk exit. “I don’t think it’s a coincidence, he had been acting strangely for a few months now.” Simon whispers, it’s quite evident what he is implying. I actually agree with him. The only thing we can do now is find Y/N whereabouts and bring her back to safety. My heart beats rapidly at the thought of Y/N being harmed by those ruthless assholes. My thoughts are interrupted by Jay bursting my office door open. His face held nothing but the look of absolute fear. I hurriedly get up from my seat “What’s going on? What’s happened?”.. “You need to come see this!” Jay leaps towards me, grabbing me by my forearm and rushing me off to whatever it is that has left the whole base in a state of panic. I’m lead just outside our building, pushing away the crowd in front of me, I’m met with none other than Zico. His face holds a morbid and skin crawling smirk, he holds out papers towards me which look like photographs of a woman.. not just any woman though. “What have you done to her!” My voice comes out in a boom, and it takes every inch of energy not to pull my gun out and blow this fuckers brains out. “Nothing… yet.” Zico lets out a menacing laugh, then tosses the pictures to the ground in from of me. Looking at the pictures, Y/N has a few bruises on her cheeks, her lips is cut.. and there’s traces of blood around her face. That’s it. I pull my gun out and aim it at Zico, my men quickly following suit. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you” Zico smiles then lets out a loud whistle.. “What the fuck?!”
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everynicorobin · 2 years
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Lost in the sauce 
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every-trafalgarlaw · 3 years
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bossin around
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