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perverse-idyll · 4 months

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HP Rec Fest Day 2

@hprecfest - Theme: a comfort fic

These are all fics I have read many, many times. Not only for comfort, but to have my heart wrung, to bask in the sheer fucking delight of writers who know how to use language and address the incomplete promises of characters glimpsed during their moments of plot utility. They make me happy, these stories. Oh, they hurt me along the way, of course, because I'm drawn so far in, so absorbed. I love that kind of immersion, and the pleasure of knowing a story so well. And these particular stories never lose their aesthetic thrill or the experience of the emotional journey. They're cathartic, though not flamboyantly so. I come back to them because they make me love these characters over and over again. And then I end up loving the authors, too.

Father to the Man by Delphi, Snape/Filch, 20,231 words.

I adore all of Delphi's Snape/Filch, but this is the one that gives the most comfort. It's a surgically precise, poignant, often witty, unerringly aware portrait of young Professor Snape making yet another mistake by yet again doing something he shouldn't be, thus hoicking his five-year-old self from the past into the present. That wasn't Severus' intention, and he's not happy to have this walking, talking, aggravating, bed-wetting reminder of his own abused innocence and embarrassing ignorance underfoot. Fortunately, Filch is there to save Snape from himself (literally, although he can't prevent one punishing trip to an abandoned Spinner's End). When it becomes clear the boy can't be sent back, Severus makes a decision that is both selfish and self-denying, a special kind of altruism (you'll see what I mean). And then Delphi, always scrupulous in how they weigh Snape's guilt, for once chooses hope over canon. And in a story about, among other things, forgiving oneself, that is absolutely the loveliest gift.

2. Consanguinity Arc by Jay Tryfanstone, Snarry, two short preludes and one main fic amounting to 24,351 words.

Oh, I love outsider POV, especially when the focus is my OTP. I love Muggles having to make sense of magical people, and wizards behaving like weirdos - ominous weirdos when viewed through a nonmagical lens - especially Snape and Harry, who in this fic are forced to unravel their issues in front of various captive audiences (therapist, lawyer, divorce court - all Muggle). (Imagine being Snape's solicitor!) The characterizations stand aslant to canon, which in this case makes them fascinating and adds to the sense of alienation from known things. Tryfanstone is one of those writers who can make characters and emotions spring fully to life, sparingly told but with the perfect detail. And again, wit! The courtroom scenes crackle. Snape and Harry spar, Snape and the therapist have a contest of wills (guess who wins), and the shadows of war and death and forgiveness that loom in the background build to a finish in which erotic sparks fly. This fic has one of my favorite concluding scenes in all of Snarrydom, brief but explosive, a hot, hilarious, breathtaking release.

3. Rapture by @mia-ugly, Snarry, 48,123 glorious words.

Rapture probably doesn't need a lot of introduction among Snarry readers, but it's been a beloved comfort fic of mine since it was first posted. The prose is beautiful, a cross between poetic and urgent, with spot-on humor for extra flavor (who can forget Severus' horrible aunt?). Harry time-travels at the whim of a pocket watch, unable to control it and with no ability to warn Severus of his impending fate. They meet on Severus' 25th birthday, when he's drunk and damaged and unprepared for kindness. Between one moment and the next, Harry's gone, and Severus is left to fall in love with a young man who keeps reappearing in his life without rhyme or reason and then leaving again. The story is, against all odds (it's Snarry, after all), devastatingly romantic, lyrical not only in words but in spirit, with Severus' recurring grief and angry, desperate heart on the one hand, and Harry's desire to love and save him on the other, twisting all the way through the narrative to the remarkable end, which steps outside the lines of storytelling and speaks, I think, for a lot of Snarry fans at that moment in time. I will always feel my heart being wrenched the same way it was when I first read this fic, but it's a welcome pain precisely because it's so beautiful.

#hprecfest2023 #comfort fics #snape/filch #snape/harry

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wind-becomes-lightning · 7 months

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Temporary OPEN requests

Hello friends, I am in a writing low and since I miss the only hobby I am good at, I thought maybe you all could help me get my ass out of my seat. So I will temporarily open requests. This is open infinitely, or at least until I stop feeling like doing some. I hardly get asks these days so I doubt I will be overloaded.

Answering these might take as long as they might take. Depending on what fandom it is I might post on @konohamaru-sensei instead of here.

Rules:

Send a prompt!!

Fandoms: Nart, Fairy Tail, HQ, BNHA, JJK - if you want others please ask first

Ships, everything thats not incest, teacher x student, or insanely large age gaps. (OTP and YES ABSOLUTELY level ships: ObitoxKakashi, ObitoxYamato, YamatoxKakashi, SaixIno, ObitoxKakashixRin, ObitoxKakashixYamato // JellalxErza, GrayxJuvia, GrayxJuviaxLyon // SatoruxSuguru, MakixNobara)

Of course reader insert is alright! Please add a gender, if none is added I assume gn.

Every post will be at least 1k long, I won't promise longer.

Non anon asks get preferential treatment.

OC's of moots are fine.

I retain the right to say no to everything I don't want to write and I owe nobody an explanation.

Too many prompts under cut:

K, thanks bye.

Currenlty in Q - 14 fics.

The prompts are all lyrics choosen from my favourite songs playlist.

prompts to choose from:

"And don't you dare say we can just be friends."

"I didn't know I was lonely until I saw your face."

"Someone's gotta be the lighthouse and that someone's gotta be me."

"Home is whenever I'm with you."

"And you know for me, it's always you."

"If we loved again I swear I'd love you right."

"Who you are is not what you did."

"So tell me Darling, do you wish we fall in love?"

"Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand?"

"I hope you're always happy like we were."

"You can drag me through hell, if it meant I could hold your hand."

"You make me strong enough to stand."

"And we were never enough, though we hoped to be, so hopelessly."

"It's a heavy burden on me, baby, a heavy burden that will always stay with me."

"Goodbyes are bittersweet, but it's not the end, I'll see your face again."

"When the morning wakes me all this will fade away."

"Who cares if we will meet again? It's obvious that we're not friends."

"If we sleep together would you be my friend forever?"

"You left me more dead than you'll ever know."

"How could a heart like yours ever love a heart like mine?"

"And we all look so damn happy, even though we're all so lonely."

"What a wicked thing to say, you never felt that way."

"I'll be there for you through it all."

"Life was like atipping scale, like an abacus I played with, counting every win and fail."

"I will never stop choosing you, babe, I will never get used to you.

"I'm not saying I'm sorry - one day maybe we'll meet again."

"I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin."

"I won't surrender until you give me back my life."

"I'm drowning in the flood I know as you."

"This is not who I want you to see, it's just adding on weight to the darkness in me."

"I just want you to know who I am."

"Everything led back to you."

"I fall apart but the memories never die."

"I'll see you on the other side."

"We come alone and alone we die."

"I'm falling even more in love with you."

"I'd do anything to make you stay."

"I guess I was just a little too late."

"Why does being so free mean so far away from me?"

"I will stay - nobody will break you."

"Washing your hands with blood wont take away the stain."

"Aren't you sick of wasting so much time?"

"How do I get away, when you are begging me to stay?"

"Keep me by your side, we'll pretend that we're alive."

"We will never dance in the spotlight."

"Why do we always get so far before we let go?"

"Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse."

"Your love is changing me."

"When will the voices in my head stop and let me rest?"

"Something inside this heart has died."

"I can whisper, I can yes, but I know I'm just talking to myself."

"Ditt liv vilar i vinden." (Your life rests in wind.)

"I wish that you could see that I have my troubles too."

"You set my heart on fire."

"Tell me please all is forgiven."

"Life and love I don't deserve."

"All I ever do is run."

"Ich weiß, ich weiß und ich ertrage es nicht." (I know, I know, and I can't take it.)

"Dein Gewissen ist betrunken." (Your conscience is drunk.)

"Tę wojnę wygra tylko jeden." (This war will only be won by one)

"I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you."

"I've loved you three summers now, but I want them all."

"You said we'd leave this place in dust and fall from heaven straight through hell."

"I'm chemically drawn closer to you."

"You're the anchor that is tied to my brain."

"Every minute and every hour I miss you more."

"I wanna waste all of my time with you."

"I had all and then most of you, some and now none of you."

"Wiesz, że Twój ogień już zgasł" (You know that your fire has already gone out)

"Du warst ein Polaroid im Regen und mein erstes Lied." (You were a polaroid in the rain and my first song.)

"その昨日の下の変わらない景色の中からここまで繋がってる." (The unchanging sceneries behind our everyday lives on with me)

"Du gibst mir Zeit und dann denk ich, dass es vielleicht, vielleicht für immer so bleibt." (You give me time and I think then, that maybe maybe, this will be forever.)

"You are the reason that I dream."

"And I won't let you down, I swear this time I mean it."

"How could she say to me, love will find a way?"

"But of all these friends and lovers, there is no one compares with you."

"I'm a drifter's body in an open sea."

"You and I have memories longer than the road that stretches out ahead."

"But to love her is to need her everywhere."

"I need you so much closer."

"I've become what I always hated."

"Everybody lies, but I'd never doubt you."

"Every road and ever yhighway led me right back to your door."

"I told you to forget me, but you stayed by my side."

"They said all of my cages were mental, so I got wasted like all my potential."

"There'll be happiness after you, but there was happiness because of you - both of these things can be true."

"Someone to watch me die."

#idk how to tag this so ill find it again since it wont be rebloggable #fanfiction things #alright

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myveryownfanfiction · 11 months

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

requested by @onedirectionlovers2014

request from @firstclassthot: Otp prompt #63

“A, what are you doing?” B mumbled as they watched person A dramatically whip around their arms, talking slow calculated steps backwards.

“Oh no! I’m falling into your arms! Guess you’ll just have to hold me then,” A smiled smugly as they stepped back a final time, leaning theirs body against B.

“What ever will you do?” A questioned, resting the back of their hand dramatically against their forehead, peeking their eyes up at B to see their response.

“What ever will I do,” B sighed, but wrapping their arms against A’s body nonetheless.

tags: @illiana-mystery, @eclecticwildflowers

warnings: none, just fluff

Dan flipped through his files, looking up at me every so often and smiling. I was talking to Roz when I noticed him smiling like an idiot.

"Hey. Watch this." I whispered to Roz. She smiled at me and shook her head. I started to walk backwards towards Dan, waving my arms behind me and trying to look like I was going to loose my balance. Dan looked up and did a double take before shaking his head and going back to his file.

"(Y/N), what are you doing?" he mumbled, watching me from the corner of his eye. I continued to take calculated steps back until I reached Dan. He put the file down and held out his arms for me.

"Oh no! I'm falling into your arms!" I smiled at him as I took the final step back, leaning back into Dan's arms. "Guess you'll just have to hold me then." I let my body relax against Dan's, putting most of weight into his arms. "What ever will you do?" I asked, dramatically draping an arm across my forehead. When the only response I got was Dan tightening his grip on me, I peeked up at him. Dan was shaking his head, a smile on his face as he fought back his laughter.

"What ever will I do," He laughed as he tightened his grip on me again. Dan sat back against the edge of his desk and pulled me between his legs. Resting his chin on my shoulder, I turned to smile at him. Dan smiled back before kissing me sweetly. I moved my arm off my head to cup his cheek. Pulling away, Dan rested his forehead against mine. "You are such a dork." He laughed. I smiled brightly at him.

"Yeah but I'm your dork." I was quick to respond. Dan nodded before kissing me again.

"That you are." He whispered. Roz laughed from the other side of the room, drawing our attention away from each other.

"You both are dorks." She laughed as she walked away. Dan and I laughed as we watched her leave the courtroom before turning back to each other.

"She's not wrong." I teased. Dan shook his head in agreement.

"No. But now I've got you in my arms so I'm good." He kissed me again, holding tight to me.

#dan fielding #dan fielding x reader #dan fielding fanfic #dan fielding fanfiction #dan fielding imagine #john larroquette #john larroquette x reader #john larroquette imagine #john larroquette fanfic #john larroquette fanfiction

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cassieuncaged · 1 year

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Ship Songs

List 5-10 songs that relate to your OTP

Tagged by @roofgeese and @aceghosts.

No pressure tags: @emotionalcadaver, @emilynightshade89, @areyenotfondofmelobster, @poisonedtruth, @confidentandgood, @unholymilf, @voidika @captastra and anyone I might have missed

OTP: Dog Tags and Flower Crowns - Maggie x Elias

I'd Have You Anytime - George Harrison

All I have is yours All you see is mine And I'm glad to hold you in my arms I'd have you anytime

Strange Powers - Magnetic Fields

The Sun falls down like honey The Moon pours down like mercury The stars fall down like money And you come back to me And I can't sleep 'Cause you got strange powers You're in my dreams Strange powers And I can't sleep 'Cause you got strange powers You're in my dreams Strange powers

Our House - Crosby, Stills, and Nash

I'll light the fire, while you place the flowers In the vase that you bought today. Staring at the fire for hours and hours, While I listen to you play your love songs All night long for me, only for me. Come to me now, and rest your head for just five minutes, Everything is done. Such a cozy room, the windows are illuminated By the evening sunshine through them, Fiery gems for you, only for you.

Moonlight Mile - The Rolling Stones

Oh, I'm sleeping under strange, strange skies Just another mad, mad day on the road My dreams is fading down the railway line I'm just about a moonlight mile down the road, yeah, yeah

I'm hiding, sister and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm hiding, baby and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm riding down your moonlight mile

He's My Baby - Noire

He's my baby Ain't it something I'm a mess all for you Walking home, just to hear you say "Hey baby how's your day?"

Don't go changing, I will believe in you Don't know if you'd stay, it's all good if you do

OTP: Dancing in the Flames - Wren x Rick

Chinatown - Bleachers

But a girl like you Could rip me out of my head Black tears on your cheek I want them in my bed I'll take you out of the city Honey, right into the shadow 'Cause I wanna find tomorrow Yeah, I wanna find tomorrow

Self Control - Laura Branigan

Oh, the night is my world City light painted girl In the day nothing matters It's the night time that flatters

In the night, no control Through the wall something's breaking Wearing white as you're walkin' Down the street of my soul

Only You - Yazoo

This is going to take a long time And I wonder what's mine Can't take no more Wonder if you'll understand It's just the touch of your hand Behind a closed door

So Alive - Love and Rockets

I don't know what color your eyes are, baby But your hair is long and brown Your legs are strong, and you're so, so long And you don't come from this town

My head is full of magic, baby And I can't share this with you The feel I'm on a cross again, lately But there's nothing to do with you

I'm on Fire - Bruce Springsteen

Sometimes it's like someone took a knife, baby Edgy and dull and cut a six inch valley Through the middle of my skull

At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet And a freight train running through the middle of my head Only you can cool my desire

OTP: Bullets, Bombs and Baggage - Reggie x John

John Wayne - Lady Gaga

3 a.m., Mustang speedin' Two lovers, headed for a dead end Too fast, hold tight, he laughs Runnin' through the red lights Hollerin' over, rubber spinnin' Big swig, toss another beer can Too lit, tonight, prayin' on the moonlight

Every John is just the same I'm sick of their city games I crave a real wild man I'm strung out on John Wayne

Disorder - Joy Division

What means to you, what means to me And we will meet again I'm watching you, I'm watching Oh I'll take no pity from your friends Who is right? Who can tell? And who gives a damn right now? Until the spirit new sensation takes hold Then you know Until the spirit new sensation takes hold Then you know Until the spirit new sensation takes hold Then you know

I Can Change - LCD Sound System

Oh, this is the time, the very best time So give me a line and take me home Take me over But dashing the hopes, dashing the hopes And smashing the pride The morning's got you on the ropes, oh

Cigarette Daydreams - Cage the Elephant

Did you stand there all alone? Oh, I cannot explain what's goin' down I can see you standin' next to me In and out somewhere else right now You sigh, look away I can see it clear as day Close your eyes, so afraid Hide behind that baby face

Heavenly - Cigarettes After Sex

Needing you now to come into me Feeling it slow, over this dream Touch me with a kiss, feel me on your lips

When you're above feeling it still Tell me it's love, tell me it's real Touch me with a kiss, touch me with a kiss

#ship songs #long post #otp: dog tags and flower crowns #otp: dancing in the flames #otp: bullets bombs and baggage

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just-my-latest-hyperfixation · 8 months

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Trope rating game!

tagged by @rainbow-nerdss

rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic? -10 -> very dissuaded 0 - don’t care either way +10 -> very enticed nope -> if it’s a hard no and you’d never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you’d insta click out of the fic if it wasn’t tagged. Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it’s conditional. A lot of these really depend. I don't have any hard Nos, except for MCD and unhappy endings, maybe, and my preferences are very, very fluid. It all depends on if I know and trust the writer, if the overall plot looks appealing and what I'm in the mood for. So most these should be taken with a grain of salt!

Age gap: 0

I've read some wild discourse on it and it, but I really don't care at the end of the day. 😅

Codependency: +8

Some of my favorite fics, I LOVE myself some toxic stuff when it's well written.

Obsession/Possessiveness, jealousy: + 10

See above. Yesss, gimme that. When one character tells the other "You're mine" I go weak in the knees.

Opposites (grumpy/sunshine etc): + 5

Love to see it if it fits the dynamic of the pairing. It can be so funny!

Enemies to lovers, Enemies with benefits: + 9

Hrrrgh, the dichotomy of it all. The banter, the hate-fucking, the shocking realization that they've caught Feelings(TM). What's not to love?

Friends with benefits: + 7

So much potential for pining and (not actually) unrequited love. Good stuff!

Sex to feelings: + 7

Love myself some good smut. And if feelings gradually creep in and they need to navigate that? Hell, yeah!

Fake dating/relationship: - 3

Probably wouldn't click on it if it's the main point of the story or if I stumbled upon it in the wild, but if written by an author I know and like, I'd very much give it a try.

Friends to lovers: + 6 Not as good as enemies to lovers, but still some nice potential for angst and drama.

Found Family: + 10

Oh hell yeah, give me that wholesome stuff, I love it, I'll eat it up with a spoon!

Hurt/Comfort: + 6

Big yes if well written, I do love some good whump and caretaking after. Bit risk of veering into OOC territory imho, though.

Love Triangle: - 3 Usually won't read it, simply bc it's been overdone.

Poly, open relationships: - 3

I usually wanna read about my specific OTP being disgustingly in love with each other, so I don't tend to like it when other characters are brought in. Again, there's some excellent fics with that trope, too.

Mistaken/hidden identity: 0 Needs to be well written, bc it can get old real quick if the reveal takes too long.

Monsterfucking: +1,000,000 Ummmm, helloooo? Yeah? I'm the one who wrote the 100k dragon porn fic, OF COURSE I LIKE MONSTERFUCKING!! 😅😅

Pregnancy: 0 Another one I probably wouldn't read for the sole reason of the tag, but might well look into if the plot sounds interesting.

Second Chance: + 5 Excellent potential for angst and pining, but you'll have to promise me that it'll end happy! 😅💖

Slowburn: + 10 YESSSS! The gradual shift in feelings, the realizations, the longing, the pure BLISS when they finally get it together and KISSSSS!!!!

Soulmates: + 8 I love the different concepts around that trope, there's some really cool and interesting stuff out there!

Zero-pressure tags: @withacapitalp, @bound-vivisection, @steddieas-shegoes 💖

#tag games #fanfiction #fanfiction tropes

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dotster001 · 2 years

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Day 24: Vampire au for your otp

Summary: Koga x gn! Reader

Cw: Yandere themes, vampire shit, death, description of a corpse

Your family had decided to betrothe you to some rich man's kid. You'd never even met them, and while you knew it was your duty to follow through, that didn't mean you were happy about it.

So you'd gone to the woods to talk to him. Koga had been your "woods buddy" for several years now. You had fled to the woods one day, and you'd met him there. The two of you grew very close very quickly, despite his tough exterior. So you were hoping he could give you some advice. He'd always been extremely wise in the past and you knew you could count on him.

His reaction had you startled.

"Why would you go and do something like that? Are you stupid or somethin'?"

"I didn't do anything, it was my parents!"

He let out a low growl and plopped onto the ground. You sat next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey Koga, I'm not sure why you're the one who's so upset here. I'm the one who's being forced into a marriage I didn't ask for," you gave a dry laugh.

He sighed. "You're right. It's not your fault. I just know how this'll go. You'll get married and your fiance will want to know where you are at all times, and I'll never see you again."

You laughed, this time with more mirth. It explained why he was so upset. You didn't get the impression he had a lot of friends, considering he never made appearances in the town. You'd never let him be lonely though.

"I promise that won't happen," you ruffled his hair, and he growled at you again, more playfully now. "If my fiance tries to keep me from visiting you, I'll eat their shoes or something so they can't possibly stop me." He snorted, but he seemed to relax.

"Got any advice for me?" You whispered.

"I mean, I've never been married. So no. I can ask some friends of mine though, see what they have to say."

You nodded, then rested your head on his shoulder. The two of you stayed that way until the sun began to set, and you both made your way home.

….

Your fiance was dead the next morning. You'd been forced to go to the funeral, and you'd never seen a dead person look so…well….dead. They looked like a shriveled version of a human, chalky skin, blue lips, and an aura of terror hanging off of them.

Had it just been them, one would have thought it was a complete freak illness. But the next night, it was your neighbor. The night after was some boy down the street. Then it was your parents.

A priest had been brought in to examine the bodies, and his response set the town straight into chaos.

Vampire.

….

The town bell had been rung. Everyone gathered to hear what the announcement was, only to see four cloaked figures standing by the bell.

Three of the figures had their hoods obscuring their face, and a man with dark hair and red eyes had his hood down. You felt like one of the figures was definitely watching you, but with the hoods, you couldn't see their face.

"Citizens!" The dark haired man began. "Thank you all for gathering so promptly. In case you haven't figured it out, we are the ones who have been feeding off your town."

"Hellish bastard!" A man in the crowd drew his sword and ran at the man, only for him to snap his fingers, and render the attacker into ash.

The crowd panicked. Screams, pleas, and prayers all over lapping one another as one of the figures rang the bell again for silence.

"Please, we are not uncivilized," the black haired man spoke again. "We are willing to leave you all forever, if you give us the thing we want."

"And what's that?" Someone cried.

"We'll give you anything!" Someone else screamed.

His gloves hand pointed at you.

"Them." He said with a calm smile.

Before you could even react, the people on either side of you had restrained you and pushed you in the direction of the vampires. You cried and fought but you were no match for an entire town. You ended up in the arms of the black haired vampire, who held you in an iron grip.

"Pleasure doing business with you," he said, and the world around you faded.

You quickly were in a new building. It looked, from the room you could see, like a lavish mansion. But you didn't have time to think about it, as the dark haired man shoved you in the direction of one of the cloaked figures.

"Here's your treat! Good boy!" He said affectionately as he and the other two figures left you alone.

You quickly tried to wrestle out of his arms, until he pulled down his hood, revealing it was…

"Koga?" You choked out.

"Calm down, it's just me." He said, wrestling you into a position where it felt more like he was holding you, than grabbing you.

"I'm sorry it had to be like this, but I can't lose ya. This is gonna hurt, but just trust me, okay?" He shifted a hand to your forehead, pushed your head to the side, then sunk his fangs into your exposed neck.

#october prompts #yandere ensemble stars #yandere enstars #koga oogami #yandere koga oogami #koga x reader #enstars koga #enstars undead #koga oogami x reader #yandere koga x reader #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars #enstars #yandere ensemble stars x reader

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angeliicbf · 1 year

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i only know how to swim where i can touch the bottom with my feet, if the bottom disappears i get scared and suddenly i forget how to float, crazy right?

i have not tried many desserts so mine are cheesecake, and homemade flan. yours sound delicious!! 😩

one day you'll have the cutest gf! you'll see ✨

i don't like them either, the few horror movies i was forced to watch traumatized me

i love your first language! if i learn it and i manage to put sentences together, would you speak to me by audios? we wouldn't talk much anyway, it would just be questions and answers. i'm not good at holding conversations *sobs* (you can say 'no' if you don't feel comfortable)

i only have internet friends jsksjd i'm not a social person irl 🤧

by holiday i meant festivity... like easter, christmas, new year, etc... (rip my english, i have to study everything again) but you can also mention your favorite season of the year and the places in the world that you would like to visit sometime :)

lol you're a nerd (this is a compliment <33, nerd boys are the cutesttt!!!). i get excited about mind games, learning something new, and my ships. do you know what ships and otp are? if you say yes, i'll ask you to marry me right now. i'm sorry for your future cute gf 🤷🏻‍♀️

swimming in deep waters is not for everyone, i understand!

i like homemade flans too!

i hope so :(

for the audios i don't know, i've never done that before and i don't know if i'd feel comfortable :/

i'm not the most social person either. and if i don't have many friends irl it's just because i've lost the ones that i had over the years. some of them moved cities for their studies, and some of them met other people so i just ended up alone lol

i really like the christmas season but i also love spring 🌼🌿 and there are many places i'd love to visit! basically any country with interesting cultures, beautiful cities and landscapes, and where it's safe to travel :)

haha i know! and no i don't know what are ships and otp, sorry ://

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blarrghe · 2 years

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22, 30, 51 for OTP asks? For Taren and Dorian because I love them.

You know it you know itttt. Going to answer predominantly for the Matchsies-verse because I am back In It right now :3

22. What reminds each of their partner?

Taren: He's started associating him with all his favourite things and places. Libraries, good coffee, cooking spices and incense and magic, especially the flashier things; silver and crystals and those kind of bougie shops that sell that sort of paraphanalia. Also the colour black, and bad weather, because he can her him complaining about it in his head.

Dorian: he's new to the city, and even though Taren's only been in Denerim a few years, he seems to just fit right in. So everything, literally everything. Busy streets and dogs and graffiti and the grey foggy coastline and the train bridges and the public art installations and the nicer galleries too. Every single tattoo shop and record store and grungy looking club and eclectic looking coffee shop. Parks. Trees. Grass. Birdsong. Kids playing. Anyone speaking Elvhen in passing and definitely if they curse in it.

30. Your OTP gets to pick out each other's outfits; what is each wearing? Was literally joking about this earlier but. Dorian gets him to finally dress up. Much as he's tempted to do something sexy and risque he just can't help himself, he'd go for the works. Taren never dresses up, he never wears anything particularly form-fitting, hell, he barely ever even wears black. So there's silk and textures and jewelry and it's all snappy and clean and super dapper and nice.

Taren has him get naked. "What? I like it when you're naked," he says with an annyoingly satisfied smirk. Dorian can't complain.

51. What’s a non verbal way they say I love you? Copying you here because crying crying crying etc. Also ch. 2 of Matchsies 2 electric boogaloo (aka A Complicated Match) is like. 90% nonverbal "I love you" but I digress. You'll see. But for now, drabbles: Dorian texts, "take your break between 1:00 and 2:00 if you can, so I can call you on mine." He does this, Taren knows, because he's trying to trick him into taking his full hour. So he does, leaves the schedule block empty despite three pleading phone calls to fit in a butterfly and a quote and a pawprint today, and tells Sera he'll be in the back. At 1:15, he's on the phone when the bell chimes over the door, and Sera hollers back to get his attention. "Hold on," he says. "Tell her your on your lunch," Dorian complains back. "I will, I will." Out front, Sera is laughing at the desk, gesturing dangerously as she talks with a full cup of frothy-frozen-wipped-topping-and-vaguely-coffee-tinted beverage in her hand.

There's another, plainer, cup of coffee sitting on the desk with his name on it, and Dorian winks at him as he hangs up. -- "It's bloody ridiculous!" Dorian repeats for the fifteenth time, pacing in his wide kitchen. "I'm not changing it. I'm not changing it again." Taren nods solemnly.

"There isn't enough time in a bloody semester to cover both the Drakus methods and the Galitean principles in full, and why in the Void would I teach Galitean to a bunch of first-years! Half of them are never going to use it again in their lives, and the other half will stop using it as soon as they've understood Drakon!" Taren nods again. "It's ridiculous," he agrees. "The only reason anyone would use Galitaen these days is too write proofs as to why --" he pauses, mid stride. "Actually." Taren looks up at him, smirking as Dorian's expression goes distant and thoughtful. "That wouldn't make a terrible assignment." "And it would cover the new curriculum mandates." "While showing how very ridiculous they are." Now, there's a spark in his eye, inspired. "I need a pen." Taren passes him the one he has tucked behind his ear. -- For the past two weeks, time seemed to have stopped. Every hour a century, every minute milenia, et cetera. The longing has ceased being melodramatic or romantic, and has become simply mindnumbing. The airport is bright and unfriendly and the air feels clammy. Dorian checks his phone again, writes to Taren that he's minutes away from being through customs and calling a car and that he's desperate, aching, to be back in his arms.

Taren replies, "good," and "that was too fucking long a trip, vhenan." He closes his eyes a moment and tries his utmost to hear it in his voice. He retrieves his bag after too many minutes of watching bags that aren't his go round and around the carousel, and pulls it along through the last gate. He's too busy looking past the small crowd at first to see him, too busy peering ahead through an automated glass door to where the taxis wait on the street. So it makes him jump when he hears it. "Dorian!" He's grinning. He's holding a full dozen roses. Dorian is taking them from his hands before he realises his feet have even moved. He says stupid things, things that are miles and miles away from the only words he'd dreamed of saying and hearing and saying again, all flight. "Aren't you supposed to be at work?" "No." "Why - why roses?" "It's romantic." "You're a bloody --" and he's crushing the flowers against his back, Taren is crushing his ribs with this embrace. "Bastard," he whispers.

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I asked myself, again & again . Reminding myself that you ain't gonna be mine . One thing that is interesting between us ; you'll never see what I've had done ; I'm never see what you did .

What's the point of apologizing ? You are doing things that most of us feel is not right to , and you think that you have no wrong in it . Very interesting fact about you ; you don't really care of what I think actually , you just wanna do what you feel like doing . Sometimes you just can't see what you did . This is you , I accept you for who you are .

The phone calls were unnecessary . I hope that you could tell from my tone , I was not keen to talk more than that otp . Whatever you are gonna do in your life , I wish you the best .

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taishaunas · 5 years

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Rob Thomas confirming Liv and Major got married for ew.com

#lilymoore #izombie #izombieedit #liv moore #major lilywhite #liv x major #otp: you'll knock me off my feet all over again #**mine #I WON THE WAR!!#THEY REALLY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER IN MARITAL BLISS!!#BEING GUARDIANS TO A FLOCK OF ZOMBIE CHILDREN!!

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obstsaft · 7 years

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It’s okay to swear at me. Even that’s not good enough. I just wanna hear your voice.

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OTP prompts Sokka/Suki: sokka and suki at a theme park or carnival, and walking towards one of the many games to win a large stuffed animal. sokka is sure that they can win the game, but after many attempts (and a lot of cash down the drain) sokka gives up. suki, however, tries and succeeds on their first go.

"See that narwhal? I'm going to make sure you go home with it tonight."

That was the promise Sokka had given Suki as they'd made their way down the midway. He'd spotted the giant stuffed toy at the bottle topple stall and knew that his girlfriend had to have it for her secret collection.

"Sokka, these games are a total scam!" Suki insisted. She turned to the scruffy-looking man running the booth with a half-apologetic smile. "No offense."

"They don't pay me enough to be offended," the man said with a shrug. Then Sokka had slammed down a few coins- enough for a round- and took aim with the first of three balls. The first ball missed. The second one toppled the top bottle, and the third glanced off one of the remaining bottles.

"See, I told you," Suki said. "Rigged. Let's just-" "No, I just needed to warm up," Sokka insisted as he slammed down another few coins. "You'll see! It's all about the technique." This time, he managed to topple two bottles with one throw, but he missed the last bottle with his next two tries. He pulled out his coin purse and slammed down enough money for three rounds, determination forming a crease in his brow.

After half an hour, he began to grow frustrated, and his aim got worse. In the last three rounds, Sokka managed to miss the bottles completely. Suki was getting bored, and she hoped she'd be able to talk Sokka into moving on soon.

"I just need one more try," Sokka insisted, laying out more money. Suki rolled her eyes and snatched up a ball before Sokka could. With perfect aim and the added power of frustration, Suki set the ball flying into the bottle stack. The bottles toppled, one of them cracking with the force. The man running the stall threw his hands over his head to protect himself, peering at Suki in astonishment from under his arm. Suki stood with her hand planted on her hip, and a self-satisfied smirk.

"Woah..." Sokka said. The scruffy stall attendant managed to recover himself enough to shoot a pitying look at Sokka.

"Tough break man," he said. He eyed Suki like some sort of strange creature, or escapee from a freak show. Suki felt a blush rise to her cheeks, but she held her head high, a speech about the strength of women already on her tongue.

"Tough break?" Sokka repeated incredulously. "Tough break? Did you see that? I was trying to knock those stupid bottles over for almost and hour and my girlfriend obliterated them. Looks like you're the one who had a tough break, pal." Sokka pointed at the wall of stuffed animals. "The narwhal is coming with us!" The man was once again struck speechless. He pulled the narwhal down and passed it to Sokka.

"Alright!" Sokka cheered. He tucked the giant plush toy under one arm and draped the other over Suki's shoulders, guiding her away. "That was incredible, babe!"

"Um...thanks," Suki said blushing. "And um...sorry if that was weird."

"Weird?" Sokka scrunched his nose and looked at Suki in confusion. "Because of what that creep said about a tough break? Please! I've known you could take me in just about any sport for years. Took you long enough, by the way. Do you know how much money I wasted?"

"I wanted to give you a fair shot," Suki laughed. She reached for the narwhal, but Sokka pulled it out of her grasp.

"Nuh-uh!" he said. "Splashy's mine now."

"I thought you said you were going to win him for me," Suki protested.

"Well, I didn't win him. You won him. Seems like I get to keep him now. But you can come visit him whenever you want."

"Hey!" Suki managed an almost convincing scowl, but broke immediately when Sokka kissed the bridge of her nose.

"Tell you what," he offered. "If you let me keep Splashy, I'll get you some yakgwa."

"Deal!" Suki agreed.

#atla #sukka #otp prompts #ask the badger mole #sokka knows suki is better at pretty much everything #that's why he loves her

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eternityunicorn · 3 years

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OTP PLAYLIST TAG

Thank you @darknightfrombeyond for tagging me!

You know Elinity is my ultimate OTP! They are an infectious pair that just keep me writing their love story over and over again in a million different ways.

How Eternity feels about Elijah:

If You Asked Me To By Celine Dion

But if you asked me to

I just might change my mind

And let you in my life, forever

If you asked me to

I just might give my heart

And stay here in your arms forever

If you asked me to

How Elijah Feels About Eternity

Hanging By A Moment By Lifehouse

Desperate for changing

Starving for truth

I'm closer to where I started

I'm chasing after you

I'm falling even more in love with you

Letting go of all I've held on to

I'm standing here until you make me move

I'm hanging by a moment here with you

Their Song

Bring Me To Life By Evanescence

How can you see into my eyes, like open doors

Leading you down into my core

Where I've become so numb

Without a soul

My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold

Until you find it there and lead it back home

Elinity’s Angst/Breakup song:

The Last Time By the Script

Is this the last time that I lay my eyes upon you?

Is this the last time that I ever watch you leave?

This is the last thing I would ever have done to ya

This is the last thing that I thought you'd do to me

We said that it would last, but how come it's the last time?

I'm tryna hold your hand, but feeling like my hand's tied

We said we'd be forever, now you'll never ever be mine

We said that it would last, but how come it's the last time?

Tagging: @whereswaldotho @elejah-wonderland @beautyandwords @klaroline-4ever

#thanks for the tag #otp #tag game #otp playlist tag game #tumblr tag game #elijah mikaelson #oc: eternity #elijah x eternity #elinity #about my oc #about my fanfiction #the vampire diaries #the originals #alternate universe

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Recovery

Chapter 9 of Ricochet (An Open Heart AU)

Catch up here: Series Masterlist

Chapter Synopsis: As Heather is set to recover, will her relationship with Rafael follow the same path?

Pairing: Rafael Aveiro x MC (Dr. Heather Song) | Bryce Lahela x MC (Dr. Heather Song) ft. PLATONIC Dr. Ethan Ramsey

Words: 1.4k+ | Genre: Crime, Suspense/Thriller, Romance

Rating/Warnings: Mature (16+) / themes of physical and emotional trauma

Author's Notes: This very very very angsty chapter was inspired by a favorite song of mine from Taylor Swift's 1989 album, Clean. Halfway through, I wrestled with the emotions of this chapter, and another song titled Say Something, a haunting duet by A Great Big World and Christina Aguilera helped me complete the rest of the narrative.

Thank you so much for taking time to read this series. Please let me know if you want me to include/remove you in the tags list. Also, disclaimer: Majority of the characters are owned by Pixelberry, except the main character Heather Song.

Rafael watched from a distance as the doctors scrambled to revive her back to life.

Seeing her actually slip away terrified him. But what was more horrific is how he could only watch on helplessly, with no ability to come to her rescue. It shook him to the core.

For so long he believed that he can be her own personal savior, her superman. But during the most crucial of times, the sinking knowledge that he simply can't fulfill the one promise he made gnawed at him life a nightmare coming to life.

The fact that he himself had inflicted a deep wound on her heart just a few days ago crushed him all the more.

He had no right to be here, he realized. He had already gave up that privilege on the day he chose his ego over her. It was when he decided to fulfill his fantasy of being someone else's hero, rather than coming to terms with the truth that she will never need him the way he wanted to.

Even when the flashback of them at Donahues, where he asked her to consider taking him back, nipped at his already guilt-ridden heart. The sheer audacity of him to demand that from her, only a selfish person without care would ask someone to do that.

The illusion that he hold onto for so long crumbled into dust. With it, was his determination to cling to what once was.

"She's going to be okay, Raf," his silent torment was interrupted by Elijah, who approached him in the corner of the room.

He looked up to him, then to the direction where she was laid down, and heard the merciful evenly-paced beep of the heart rate monitor.

Relief washed over him. She lived.

He quietly mouthed a thank you to Dr. Greene. When he was left alone yet again, he ruminated at the stormy thoughts that filled his head.

She has suffered enough heartache for a lifetime. And for him to continue to pursue her is to only prolong her trauma and heartache over his actions. For them, there was no recovery.

Today was not a chance to begin again. It was a chance to make it right and finally give up.

It was then that he decided, it was time to let her go.

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Heather woke up as she was wheeled into the hospital room. The white fluorescent light made her eyes flicker, her vision trying to adjust to the sudden brightness after a long stay in the dark.

A baritone voice boomed into the quiet, jolting her consciousness awake.

"Well, you put up a mighty fight today, Rookie."

Heather couldn't help a snicker, her vision darting around to sought out the speaker.

"I had to, or you'll probably chase me to the afterlife with your scalding commentary, Dr. Ramsey."

She heard him chuckle in response.

"Still snarky, I see," the attending quipped, as he approached the side of her bed and pressed a button on a remote. Slowly, her upper body raised up, as the headboard elevated. She tried to curve her lips into a smile only to feel a tingling pain, making her wince a little.

"Easy there, Dr. Song. You just went to hell and back today." Ethan said, a clipboard tucked between his fingers.

"Funny that you say that," she said. "I still feel like hell though."

Her mentor can only manage a faint smile, an endearing affection coming across his piercing blue eyes. She knew that look. It was the same kind of gaze she saw him give Dolores during her intern year. A subtle look of genuine concern which she attributed to their growing relationship as mentor and protege.

It was just a matter of seconds before that look vanished, replaced by a more formal version.

"It's going to be a couple of days of recovery for you," he explained. "You suffered from severe hyperkalemia, which, with the help of your friend from the DA, we have managed to de-escalate as soon as possible."

Heather couldn't help but blink at what was just mentioned. "I'm sorry, my friend from the DA?"

"Yes, ADA Lahela was able to identify the correct chemical compound within the first half hour after you arrived here," he paused as he checked the flow of her IV. "It aided us to do the proper intervention in the nick of time."

He was right. Anymore than 30 minutes into the system, potassium chloride would have bound to the blood cells and would have caused permanent, if not fatal damage in her system.

She'll have to thank Bryce the first chance she gets. Her memories went back to their last conversation, and she shivered at the unavoidable confrontation that will take place.

Her hands trailed up to her temple, where she felt a bandage. She recalled her fall, thinking it was how she got wounded.

"Ah, yes. We're going to do an MRI for that, just to make sure we're not missing anything else. But apart from that, you'll do alright." He concluded.

"Thanks Dr. Ramsey," her appreciation was sincere.

He nodded. He was about to express something else, when a knock on the door hindered him.

Both of them swiveled at the visitor. Heather swallowed hard as the dark brown eyes looked back at her, the familiar figure standing by the doorway.

"May I come in?" Rafael said with a hint of hesitation as he put a foot forward.

Ethan Ramsey twisted his gaze back to Heather, checking if he would allow the young man in. Although he saw her body tense, she lightly nodded.

"Sure, Agent Aveiro. We're just about finished here." the attending gently patted Heather's hand. "I'll see you in the morning, Rookie."

When Dr. Ramsey departed, Raf made his way towards her, as if in a daze. Heather bit her lower lip and touched the tips of her brunette fringes. The thin tube of the IV tangled in her arm giving her an excuse to avert her eyes away from his for a few seconds.

"Are you doing alright?" Raf asked, taking a seat on the standard-issued metal chair beside her bed.

"Yeah, I'm okay, I've been through worse." she mumbled, almost whispering.

A sharp pang of contrition reverberated within him, unsure of which ordeal she just called as a better alternative than what she just went through. Although his adultery was probably a main contender.

His head bowed low as if navigating through the warring indecision between his heart and mind. While distracted, a soft pitter-patter of rain slid against the glass window. It was as if nature was conspiring against him, yet another heaven-given sign that their end was inevitable.

How can ending a relationship be made easier? There was no path that would prove to be less difficult, except for an admission of the truth. The least hurtful road to traverse is the turn towards an honest confession that what they had has intersected with their own definition of their limits.

Rafael cleared his throat, the noise making Heather face him.

"Heather," he began. "I know I promised to be the person who you can turn to, anytime you needed." His lips quivered, fumbling with the right words to say.

"But I broke that," he simply said, reaching for her hands and lacing it with his. His head dropped so low in between his shoulders that his cheek touched the fabric of her hospital blanket.

Her eyes shone as she slowly took in his words, soaking in the finality of the tone he uttered them with. When she survived her kidnapping tonight, she initially thought she won a battle. But only hours after, they were losing the war.

Rafael's tears soaked through the white sheet, like the rain that drowned the street outside the sullen, sterile hospital room. His muffled groans of defeat echoed through the silence that crawled in between. Although his heart burst in a million shards, deep down he knew it was ultimately for the best.

They couldn't remember how long they stayed still. Eventually, he lifted his head where his gaze fell upon the softness of her features. His thumb gently grazed her cheek, asking for permission. She nodded, an unspoken agreement similar to what she used to give him before.

In a heartbeat, their lips met, savouring the taste of each other, fully aware that this will be the very last time. The kiss was sweet, but tainted bitter by their unspoken farewell. When they pulled apart, there was no question that it was the end of the road for them.

There was nothing left to say.

But before they separated, a set of amber eyes witnessed the ending of their love affair, misinterpreting it as a last ditch effort to salvage the remnants of their irreparable relationship.

The prosecutor fled from the hospital room without so much as a word, unnerved by the scene that put another blow on his own pursuit of love.

Tags: @eleanorbloom @ramsey-lahela @choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

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Author's Notes 2: Although Rafael is still my OTP, what he did in the beginning of this series rendered him and Heather permanently broken. Cheating, no matter the justifications, will always be cheating. And dealing with the consequences of it, especially by the offended party, will be a hard mountain to summit. Raf chose to let Heather go, and for me, that proves that he loves Heather enough, so that he could spare her from further emotional trauma. She has more than enough to deal with now.

#open heart #open heart 2 #rafael aveiro #rafael aveiro x mc #bryce lahela #bryce lahela x mc #open heart fanfiction #choices fanfiction #choices fic writers creations #fics of the week #choices #pixelberry #open heart au #ethan ramsey

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