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albino-parakeet · 1 month

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Llyr’s backstory

(I am in no way a writer so this probably sucks lol)

Llyr’s character sheet

The fan Dinosaur Season that this follows for context.

Immediately after Llyr had fallen, they were adopted by a group of moths following an older sky kid that called themself a guide. Despite Llyr being a cautious moth, they had somehow managed to fall behind during the group's travel through the Hidden Forest. With very little light, they sought refuge in one of the small caverns from the eroding rain. After waiting for an undetermined amount of time, they decided to see if the cavern they hid in had a way out of the rain and possibly a place with other sky kids. Fumbling around in the dark, Llyr traveled through the small connecting tunnels for what felt like hours until finally seeing sunlight.

What they see is not a Sky landscape they’ve become accustomed to. A large rolling plain, similar to prairie, that stretches far from sight scattered with a few boulders but surround by walls of stone that extend high into the sky where only a large opening has sunlight beaming down. The sense of awe is cut short by a very low thunderous noise that shakes their whole body. Llyr turns their head and is met with a creature with a neck too long to be normal and a beak that makes up most of its head towering over them, it walks on all fours but has wings for its front limbs. Llyr is frozen in panic, unsure of what to do until the creature snaps it’s beak near them grazing their left arm with a loud *POP*. Llyr still weak from the rain and no light source in sight to give them a chance to recharge, they break into a full sprint, maybe if they make it to one of the rocks they might be able to hide-

Before they know it, they’re lifted off the ground by their cape with a rough tug that causes them to release a sharp yell. They drop for a second only for the creature to grab them again quickly, readjusting it’s hold to Llyr’s mid section holding them horizontally. The pain is blinding and they’re pretty sure something is broken, everything is blurring as the beast begins walking, it’s steps causing the pain to surge with each shift of its weight.

Llyr doesn’t know how long the creature has been walking due to their consciousness fading in and out, but a sudden force makes the beast stumble and drops Llyr with a screech. They expect the intense pain of hitting the ground but are met with someone’s catch. The softness is a welcoming feeling but is quickly removed as their savior places them on something sturdy, warm, and… alive? Llyr opens their eyes and sees a scene out of some kind of book. Their savior, which looks like a burly Shepard is waving a large staff at the winged beast, and is accompanied with another creature they’ve never seen before. It’s head is adorned with horns and positions it’s four legs into an unmovable stance next to the Shepard, occasionally thrustings it’s head at the threat when it reaches too close.

It doesn’t take long for the beast to realize it’s at a disadvantage and quickly gallops (ah no wonder running didn’t work) in the opposite direction before taking off with one big thrust against the ground with its forelimbs. A call echos through the valley and becomes quieter as the beast glides further away. Llyr loses consciousness as the Shepard starts feverishly jogging back to them.

They awake in a small room, their simple mask and ripped brown cape neatly folded on a small table next to the makeshift bed they sit up from. Bandages are wrapped neatly around where the thing’s beak had them in its grip, and a sling for the arm it snapped at, guess it did more than just graze it. Filtered sunlight spills through a window. How long were they out for? Where am I? Their thoughts are interrupted by the door being opened slowly with a person’s head peering in, and then opened fully when seeing Llyr sitting up.

It’s the Shepard that saved them, he grabs a chair from the corner and pulls it up beside the bed. He’s obviously relieved they’re awake but still has intense worry plastered on their face as they talk. Unfortunately anything he asks Llyr doesn’t understand, either it’s a dialect or a completely different language either way all of it sounds like gibberish to them. The Shepard comes to this realization by the third or fourth question as Llyr’s face becomes more upset, and just sighs before gesturing to Llyr’s abdomen; making a wrapping motion with his hands.

The pain is almost immediate once the first couple bandages are removed, seems like the pressure was keeping it in check. It makes Llyr lose their breath and instinctively grabs The Shepard’s shoulder tight with their free hand in effort to communicate the pain. The Shepard stops for a second, softly saying something that sounds like an apology, and then yells over his shoulder towards the door. Loud footsteps grow closer until a person, similar in build to the Shepard, practically slams into the side of the door frame in a half effort to stop without falling over. The person exchanges a few words with The Shepard, it almost sounds like an argument they’ve probably had when Llyr was asleep.

The two calm down and the new person makes a gentle swatting motion towards the Shepard’s hands; grabbing the bandages themself. Llyr is prepared for the pain to continue but is surprised by how slow and meticulous they remove each wrapping. It takes maybe an hour for all of the dressing to be unwrapped without causing Llyr any unnecessary pain, and what they are met with is a large painful scar cutting a clear path across the width of their abdomen staring back at them. It’s healed for the most part but is still trying to scab over in some areas, they can’t see their back but they can guess that it bears a similar wound.

The person, that Llyr finds out later is The Shepard’s partner, pulls out a little box full of medicinal herbs and the like from under the small table beside the bed. They both seem to mull over what to use before finally picking out a small jar, unscrewing the cap to reveal a cream with a very pungent smell. Llyr is obviously suspicious of the odd smelling ointment, but the two in front of them have been nothing but helpful and as far as they know the only ones taking care of them. So reluctantly they allow The Shepard to apply the cream. It stings at first but as the other spreads it more evenly, the pain numbs and becomes more of a light pressure.

After waiting for the cream to dry, the Shepard’s partner rewraps Llyr’s abdomen with fresh bandages, but not as tight as before. The worried couple offer some kind of sliced fruit to get Llyr to eat something. Even though Llyr doesn’t technically need to eat, they do so to ease the two’s worry a little. The fruit is tart and definitely has an interesting texture but tastes heavenly after all that pain. Making sure Llyr is comfortable the couple start to make their leave to let them rest, leaving a small gold bell decorated with a white feather atop the small side table. The Shepard points to the bell, doing a ringing motion and then points to himself before closing the door on the way out.

The sunlight outside shines in a way that suggests it’s maybe midday, but enduring the pain of their wound being redressed had spent whatever energy they had left. As Llyr gets under the covers, they wonder how the group they were traveling with was doing. Did they even know they went missing? Are they looking for them? Do they care? Sleep takes hold before Llyr’s thoughts spiral any further.

The passing days are a blur spent mainly in bed resting or sitting on the small house’s porch over looking the surrounding landscape, usually they’re accompanied by The Shepard’s partner. Due to the language barrier Llyr doesn’t know his name, but Llyr calls him “The Painter” on account of them always having an easel set up when Llyr makes the journey outside. The Shepard is gone for a good amount of the daytime, taking care of a herd of those horned creatures takes a lot of walking around apparently. The Painter had invited them to sit on the porch steps one afternoon to wait for The Shepard’s return. Llyr hadn’t notice at first but The Painter is missing his left leg. They motion to it, trying to emote their curiosity about the missing limb. The Painter seems a little hurt, gripping at where the prosthetic meets the stump. Llyr immediately flails their free arm in an effort to say "No don't worry about it! I'm sorry for bringing it up!"

But is soon interrupted by The Painter's deep laugh at Llyr’s flailing that makes the dampened mood a little lighter. He reaches for the small sketch pad and pencil placed next to him and starts drawing simple stick figures. Llyr scoots closer so they can see the sketch pad easier. He doodles scenes of what looks like a war he was an unwilling soldier for, hinted by the multiple “x”s and sad faces he scribbled on the top of the page. Apparently something happened during one clash, ending with The Painter sent to a medical tent; waking up missing his left leg. The cot next to him was occupied by a soldier in a similar predicament, having a stump where his right arm should be. Days turned to weeks and the thought of having to be returned to the battlefield grew more of a possibility as more wounded filled the space only for them to be thrown back to the fight a few days later. What some of the nurses have whispered, their side had been losing and instead of surrendering; have been pushing the wounded as fodder. The soldier next to him finally spoke up later that night, his voice hush and full of fear. He told of a rumor, a place they could escape to, where others running from the war had found refuge. The idea was crazy, especially in their conditions, but it was better than staying and being forced to fight in the never ending chaos. So the next night they stole what supplies they could carry and snuck out, their nights were spent stumbling through the wreckage of previous battles still littered with weapons and armor; days spent hiding to rest in fear of being captured. It took what felt like forever before they finally arrived to the entrance of a cavern- Llyr too engrossed in the little doodles doesn’t hear a distant roar far from view. The Painter puts the sketch pad aside, a small chuckle escapes his lips before giving Llyr a reassuring pat on the back and points to the distance as the herd crests a small hill. A cacophony that brings a smile to Llyr’s face as it’s become the sound of home to them for the past month. The light sound of their bells that hang from their necks being a juxtaposition to the horned animals size and strength. Each animal sports 4 gold like horns longer than arms length, the brow horns curving up while the slightly longer horns on top of its’ crest curve out. They tower over Llyr and are still pretty sizable compared to The Shepard and Painter, the animals’ adorned crests adding to their size. As the herd disperses more, The Shepard is in eyesight giving a large arcing wave with his right wooden arm and an excitable jog towards the house, a black fuzzy puffball is cradled in his left arm.

(I’ll continue this in another post cause it’s getting long lol. But this is the first of it)

#Sky cotl #sky cotl oc #oc: Llyr #Writing is definitely not my strong suit…#I’m more of a visuals person. But ough drawing all this sounds even more exhausting….#I originally thought of a mid sized theropod grabbing Llyr. But oh how horrifying is it to imagine a giraffe sized flight capable predator-#Chasing a poor sky kid. Truly the perfect krill equivalent in this ecosystem.#Anyways The Shepard and The Painter are living my dream life of being Ceratopsian keepers lol #What’s a sky kid oc origin story without a little angst?#Sky kids can eat but don’t need to in my mind.#sky but with dinosaurs #I also changed how the Painter/Artist and Shepard meet from my original Dino season draft.#Yes sky kids can bleed and get injured like people. It came free with them being stars having to live in a mortal shell.

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chris-continues · 2 months

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I bet on losing dogs but it’s Joel and Ellie because I can

#haha pain #yes I did cry to it #not to this prompt specifically but #Ough #chris continues #tlou #tlou angst #who’s the Joel to my ellie ngl

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floralovebot · 2 months

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Could you share more on your thoughts about Vampire!Florelia??

YES OF COURSE

god dude i have SO many thoughts about vampire florelia but the one sort of au i keep thinking of is the whole "one of them is turned into a vampire first and now they have to deal with their lover aging without them oh no". it's so juicy,,,

cause obviously sappy florelia thoughts make me go "well both of them would be okay with turning into a vampire for the other", however!!! i just love the initial angst of it yknow,,, what if the first one to turn hides this from the others because they're scared,,, vampires aren't exactly treated as Good in the winx universe yknow? what if they're scared of turning evil? of hurting the others?? what if they run away instead???

the winx and specialists would naturally want to help them and i can see them looking for a way to reverse the vampirism, but what if they can't find anything? what if that person Does lose control and hurt someone?? THE ANGST POTENTIAL IS SO GOOD DUDE

i do also think about addams family vibes (a la morticia and gomez) vampire florelia too though,, no angst there just them being obsessed with each other <3

#see the thing is... both of them would immediately be on board for turning for the other #but also both of them would fully be aware of what life as a vampire would be like and they would want the other to think about it first #cause do you really think either of them would be Okay with seeing their friends and family all pass away...#BUT ALSO neither of them would want the other to have to deal with that alone #its just SO GOOOD!!!!#flora would be worried that helia just wants to turn for her and that he would end up regretting it #helia would be worried that flora wouldnt be able to handle seeing everyone else pass and age while she stays young #and sure we could definitely make this an everyone turns and lives together forever and theyre all happy au #but ough the angst.....#something about florelia sticking by each other no matter the hardships...#would sky turn into a vampire for bloom????? i don't think so.#adlkghlj #there is also the classic vampire trope of the vampire turns the human because they were dying or something #which like. yeah yeah but idk its not as juicy to me as them choosing it and the vampire being like. are you sure???#helia self hate moment: flora you'd have to live with me forever are you sure you want that???#flora heart eyes: yes <3 #aldhgldhag #the sillies #answered #honestly if flora got turned first i have no doubt that if she asked the wi.nx theyd say yes too #of course they would!! thats their baby girl they can think about the consequences later #i do Not think the specialists would do that for helia ajdghl #maybe timmy... maybe even riven... but sky?? brandon??? hell no aldgl

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cidandy · 10 months

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au where the whole voder thing on 1/5/20 goes horribly wrong & voder actually ends up killing cider like it was instructed to & dandy has to live with the fact that he indirectly killed cider by opening the door & otto has to live with the fact that he directly killer cider by instructing voder to do so knowing that voder was fully capable of doing so & follows every order it's given. :^)

#yes i am willing to kill my favorite character for the angst #this could be such a comic......but if i ever actually do anything with this it's more likely to be a fic #bc.....i love making comics but i feel like my arts not good enough ough #chipspeech #cidertalk'84 #dandy 704 #otto mozer #voder #tommy tells tales

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jnixz · 2 years

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Brain sure are something. Only when you are about to get some shut eye and unable to type out long paragraphs are they fuelled with creative vigor

#rambling #yes its about pn2 #yes its about ford #yes it about adding another wip to the pile that would proly never see the light of day #but ough agh his might actually work if its just snippets of fluff humour sad angst bittersweet comfort and all that jazz

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whumpacabra · 3 months

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Day 8: Alt. Prompt - “I love you”

Angst, past trauma, identity issues, crying, implied romantic/sexual relationship, implied past noncon [not between the presented characters], referenced scars

[Follows Retire]

He tensed under Jackson, the older man still tracing shapes across East’s bared chest where they lay in bed. It was still early, rain pattering outside their apartment window and the sleepy London streets below were yet to fill with the morning rush.

East let the memory pass - cruel hands and voices drenched in ecstasy telling him the same thing as he bled and bruised for them. His breathing stuttered, but Jackson kissed his shoulder.

A reminder of worse times. A reassurance those times had passed.

“No you don’t.” East whispered in reply, voice husky with sleep. Jackson shifted, lifting his head from his partner’s shoulder to fix him in those steely gray eyes.

“What did you say, love?”

“You don’t love me.”

“I don’t think you get to tell me how I feel about you.” Jackson rolled his eyes as his crows feet pinched with a smile. “I love you.”

There it came again, a tide of phantom hands and hazy pain and the taste of another man’s cigarette. East rolled over, his back to Jackson as his partner sat up in surprise.

“Love, what’s wrong?” The hand that pressed gently against the faded scars across his back was real. East grounded himself to the touch, a single point of heat and life against his scarred skin.

“You don’t love me. You love East.” Jackson couldn’t love who he had been Before. What he had been Before. But the patient hand on his back was soft, rubbing small circles over the ridges of healed scars.

“I love East. And whoever survived long enough for me to meet him. And whoever stays behind if he ever leaves.” Jackson’s breath was warm, curling in East’s ear before he planted a kiss on his throat. East could hardly feel it, the old burns too deep and the scar tissue too thick.

“You shouldn’t.” His voice was small, broken and begging as though Jackson would break him. Perhaps he would. Perhaps he already had.

“I don’t take orders from you, love.” Jackson’s arm wrapped over East’s side, draped across his broad chest, voice teasing. But now, his voice grew soft, sincere and open. “Do you want me to leave? I will - but you need to tell me, if that’s what you want.”

“Stay.” East whispered, feeling hot tears well in his half open eyes. He didn’t deserve Jackson. Jackson didn’t deserve him. But he was a selfish monster, so he took what he was given, and would hold tight to it as long as he could.

[Before Waiting]

(Part of my Freelancers: Boy Meets World series)

#whump #angst #past trauma #identity issues #implied romance #implied past noncon #scars #febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday8 #woe. old man yaoi be upon ye. (wolf's like. mid40s so hes not that old. Jackson's the foxy senior citizen here. you love to see it)#i've been writing abt wolf's canon escape from the project lately like *biting drywall* you don't understand the bond he has with Jackson #ngl i could have sworn today was the 9th. it's been a long week ough.

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fanaticsnail · 15 days

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Cora dies and reader lives: Angsty, tragic, a wonderful exploration of grief and missed opportunities

Cora lives and reader dies: An interesting writing challenge to have what is usually the perspective character to be gone, still a nice way to explore the themes mentioned above

Cora dies and reader dies: Ough. "The longing, the yearning, "I'll love you in every universe life", "till death do we part", "wherever you go, I go", turn up the angst meter.

All of these would be cool angsty fics. BUT:

Cora lives and reader lives: Fucking hilarious. Like obviously there's the trauma, but afterwards, you just know those two would be the most embarrassing coolest, most supportive parents to Law, especially in his pirate career. The absolute epitome of "You're doing amazing sweetie".

(Plus imagine the comedy of a new crew member bursting into Law's office and being like "There's intruders, I saw them in the kitchen" and Law's just like "......you mean....my parents?")

Okay okay okay okay.

Yes, though. All of those are an absolute yes 😭😭😭

The way I have a need to write each of those scenarios. I obviously have a preference (happily ever after, of course). I have semi-written a plot with my "Donquixote Rosinante's Journey with Modern Slang" dialogue for my preference of the "how".

It would be amazing to explore this with a "they both died" becoming a "they both live" and are now tasked with 'parenting' an adult son that's the same age (or older) than them. Could you imagine how hilarious that would be?

Them both trying so, so hard to relate to their boy while giving him space enough to be his own man.

Rosi: "Oh, Honey! I'm so proud of you. Look how big you've grown, Law! You're just a precious little guy. You've got a beard! Look at how strong you are! And you've still got that hat- holy SHIT IS THAT A BEAR??"

You: "Give our boy some space! Let him breathe, mi Corazon. Admire him from afar- OH FUCK IT IS A BEAR!!"

Bepo: "Uhh... Hi Mister Rosinante, and- uhh... Hi, um-."

Law: "-My mother. She's my mother. They're back. They're both back."

I have a need 🤌. This is a proper, feral need.

#one piece #x reader #trafalgar law #Donquixote Rosinante #op law #rosinante x reader #Donquixote corazon #corazon x reader #ask snail #snail answers #corazon lives au

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grandlinedreams · 6 months

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Ok, so reincarnation/soulmates? Reader ate some fruit that basically has them living forever, and the only thing keeping them going is knowing that Law will eventually be reincarnated every decade or so after he passes. Each time he meets our dear reader again he can FEEL a pulling.

Reader also has a collection of pictures/memorabilia to remind her of each of Law’s lives.

YES I am such a sucker for the "souls intertwined so completely that they find each other over and over" also listened to 'The Moon Will Sing' by the Crane Wives bc it slaps and its always applied to that kind of relationship so OUGH

[Heads up!: mention of reincarnation/multiple lives, angst if you squint, but mostly some fluff]

You've known him for a very long time.

You don't tell him that, you never do ㅡ you can't. All you do is let yourself orbit towards him the way he does to you, let yourself take comfort in the time you have with him, however fleeting.

It isn't like you have a choice. And even in the darker times where you have to be without him, endure that lonely, phantom limb of an ache ㅡ you take solace in combing through the things you've kept of this go around.

A pendant, a dried flower pressed between the pages of a book, pages yellowed by the years ㅡ little scraps that keep you grounded, keep you sane.

Time has forgotten you, cursed you to stand against the current of it ㅡ you see people come and go, make new names for yourself, sink into as best you can.

But you never forget him.

ㅡ

This time, his name is Trafalgar Law.

He doesn't remember you, he never does ㅡ as is the deal ㅡ and he's already been through so much by the time you meet him.

His eyes are bright and sharp even for the perpetual shadows beneath them, body inked with tattoos that make you wonder if he knows he's had them before, different symbols but same spots ㅡ little pieces that echo through the vast emptiness of time.

Having lost so much already, you can tell he fights that familiar pull, treats it with wariness and caution. You don't push him, let him take things at his own pace.

When you've lived as long as you have, you have patience in spades.

ㅡ

"You're sure we've never met before?"

It's bothering him, the odd tickle of deja vu that he feels when he looks at you. It lingers like an image on the edge of his periphery, fleeting and gone when he tries to focus on it.

"I doubt it," you say, "I was born on a different sea." It isn't a lie ㅡ he just doesn't need to know how long ago that was. "I've never met you in my life before now."

Another not quite lie ㅡ this version of him is entirely new to you. New and yet so much the same ㅡ as he always has been, over and over.

You regard him with a little bit of sadness, Law realizes. Bittersweet and tucked at the edges, like you know something he doesn't ㅡ and only when you think he doesn't know you're staring at him. Because when he looks at you properly, all you do is smile.

And despite it all, Law lets you in. Lets you smooth the ragged edges, lets you wiggle your way in where he swore he'd never let anyone be ever again.

Law thinks he's destined to lose people, and maybe that's true ㅡ but so are you. You know that your time with him is fleeting as it ever is, between one blink and the next.

And then you'll be alone for a while, tread the waters of time as you have before, let the current take you where it needs to. Then you'll find each other again, eternally bound to each other by forces outside the control of either of you.

You've loved him a hundred times, and you know you'll love him a hundred more and beyond that ㅡ but this version of him is your favorite, you think.

And for whatever time you're allowed this go around, you'll give him every bit of love that you can, all the flaws and hurt and heartbreak ㅡ all of it.

You'll love every bit of him as you always have, and you always will.

#ㅡmine.#one piece x reader #one piece scenario #trafalgar law x reader #law x reader #ㅡanswered.#anonymous #–ml: law.

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rius-cave · 2 months

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JUMPING ON THE PAIN TRAIN!!! Okay so, piggybacking off that last ask — one day, Lucifer tries to make a move on Adam, but Adam puts the breaks on and says something like “I’d rather not. I’m kinda…done with doing this with you.” Because he sees Lucifer’s ring is still there, and Adam is catching feelings and he doesn’t want to catch feelings anymore, so he just breaks it off right there, and doesn’t give Lucifer any reason other than Adam essentially saying “I no longer want to have sex with you” and halting all those little kinda-soft moments with each other, and no longer returns any tiny signs of affection. And to Lucifer it’s like the rug getting pulled out from under him, because Adam was running hot, hot, hot, HOT, HOT, HOt, hot, COLD.

Godddd I definitely feel like they'd break things up at some point, and Adam being the one who does it totally fits.

I can't decide if Lucifer still wearing his ring during sex would make him sad or just turn him on even more LMFAO but the angst potential is delicious, so hmmm maybe a little bit of both?

But yes, ough, and of course Adam doesn't tell him why, of course he just pretends he's sick of sleeping with him, of courseeee.

#hazbin hotel #adamsapple #ask

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kookidough · 3 months

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AGRGAGRGAV i always ponder how alenoah reunion would go because like . it could go So many different ways

like how do they feel about each other now?? i always feel like after world tour is over, noah’s irritation would fizzle out and he’d be back to winning the idgaf war, accepting that in the end it was just a game and alejandro ended up playing better than him

alejandro’s feelings on the subject feel more complex to me like. does he accept the fact that, while noah’s words were harsh, they held some truth?? i view his reaction to noah talking behind his back as very telling of how close they were (despite the relatively short amount of time they spent together)

personally i think that pre-london they were close friends because they could match each other’s humour/wit, like how they laugh at tyler on the runway and when alejandro tells a mean-spirited joke regarding lindsay’s intelligence he tells it to noah, and Cmon guys, i know it was a team challenge but they still spent like 18 hours traversing the amazon together i just know they bonded during that!!! i wont even get into the fact that they’re always standing next to each other / hanging out in the background because i will be a pigeon pecking at crumbs and ive already gone off topic from the original reunion idea

anyway i think alejandro was mad because he thought he could consider noah a friend but he can see noah maybe doesnt feel the same way + hes a threat anyway soooo bye bye noah, question is would he hold a grudge over it and if yes then how long for

and what r they doing in their lives now when they meet again?? is alejandro still with heather or did that doomed relationship crash and burn (again)? is noah with emma or did things not work out after the race? and of course this differs depending on which world tour ending you’re going for, because is alejandro finally a winner or does his family still view him as the runner up they’ve always seen him as, second place silver in a robot suit, never quite good enough for gold (had to go off topic again, burromuerto family angst Gets Me)

would they miss the brief friendship they had? does noah ever meet a contestant on another one of him and owen’s reality shows and get a fleeting reminder of alejandro when they flirt or flash him a smile? does he get tired of no one else being on his wavelength and cast his mind back to that one boy that was? does alejandro ever turn on the tv and spot noah on one of those dumb shows?? and if he does what does he think?

ough i got off topic so many times i love thinking abt them in the future, they dont even have to reunite i also enjoy the bittersweet angst of right people wrong time/place… i think things would’ve been better for them if a million dollars wasn’t on the line

also i am not reading all this before i post it so if there are mistakes or it doesnt make sense then . pretend u didnt see it ^_^

#long ramble #alenoah #im literally not normal about them #ive had brainrot all day #i hope they explode #total drama #td alejandro #total drama alejandro #alejandro burromuerto #td noah #total drama noah #im mentally eel #there are brief mentions of other characters but i cant be bothered tagging them #total drama world tour #tdwt

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allgremlinart · 1 year

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as promised - my Superbat marriage themed fic rec list!

because uhmm they are in gay married love and told me so themselves.

I Give You My Hand, You Take It with Mine - Astecea_Rae

KRYPTONIAN MARRIAGE RITUALS... CAPES... ETC... OUGH

tell me you didn't mean to say i love you - pasdecoeur

yes I’ve recced this fic on here before. yes it deserves me reccing it a second time

Fated Flame - somagni

listen... I have a mighty weakness for Krypton survives aus...

Crossed Wires - RileyC

angst and humor? check and check

Countdown to Absolute - ceemobster

yeah... Bruce would do that, wouldn’t he?

Take It Easy - pocketconstitution

I’m gonna be honest... first I’ve ever heard of Circle K

Kneeling is too Cliché and Every Side of You - littlechinesedoll

this is the best use of gifs ever I think... truly delightful..

#superbat #superbat fic recs #feel free to add ur own.. these are just my faves

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turtleblogatlast · 3 months

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Before asking this question I must say that I literally read everything I could find about your prisoner!leo au and I just love it so much it’s hard to explain, it’s the perfect mix between angst and comedy and I really hope you’ll keep posting content about it in the future (even if you don’t it’s fine, I’m not forcing you-)

Now

You said that the first time that Leo cries after he come back from the prison dimension is when he puked after eating something

Did anybody see him cry? What happened then?

(I hope everything is understandable, English isn’t my first language 😭)

[ cw: vomit mention / ]

Aaa thank you!!! I promise I’ll absolutely return to my boy eventually, just struggling with the next part amongst busy-ness in general 😭 but thank you, I’m glad you’re liking the AU thus far!

As for your question - yes, his family saw. They wanted to give him something to eat, wanted him to feel at home, but unfortunately for everyone the feeling was just so foreign and uncomfortable that Leo couldn’t keep it down.

As for why he cried, it’s because, in my opinion, there’s few things that make someone feel as much shame and misery all at once than vomiting. To do so in front of his family and show a blatant weakness, after masking for so long, after wanting things to be okay, after feeling humiliation and losing what little face he thought he’d lost…

Above all, after feeling vulnerable to that degree, it’s no shock that he’d finally break.

He runs off after that, of course. Has to fix his face back up, return with a smile and a “ough, boy, wow that was gross lmao anyway wanna go skateboard?”

The fam learns pretty quick that pushing him like this just leads to more deflections and the like, so they’re forced to lay the matter to rest, for now.

#p!l au ask #I wanna return to this ngl #*stares at my wip*#Mikey in particular is in shambles over this because food is a love language for him #something that he loves to do and loves to share even more #to have it cause his long lost brother so much misery is agonizing for him

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somebluemelodies · 8 months

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i love that there’s an ongoing theme with a lot of the qsmp ships (especially the canon/close to canon ones) that is just this typically serious, nonchalant character - likely with a heavy/angsty backstory - and a character who’s oftentimes silly/chaotic, dramatic, or simply exudes wet cat energy, with or without the angsty backstory

i’m mainly looking at spiderbit, fitpac, and pissa/phissa- read my nonsensical ramble under the cut-

spiderbit!! you have q!Cellbit: a former child solider and an ex-convict from Alcatraz bc he was a cannibal and essentially a crazed serial killer. and his husband is q!Roier, who spent his earlier days on the island flirting with anyone and everyone, has Drama Queen™️ tendencies, and has an alter-ego who lives a double life as a stripper and psychologist. i don’t think Chafaland is canon so we don’t have much of a pre-island backstory for him, if one at all. granted, q!Cellbit we all know that sometimes has the wet cat or chaotic moments, so different dynamics can be interchanged between these two

fitpac!! q!Fit comes directly from the anarchy hellscape known as 2b2t, and as far as i’m aware, has spent most of if not all of his life there. led wars, killed a shit ton of people… yknow, all that jazz. literal war veteran. and yet!! who softens him and literally makes him fucking blush but none other than q!Pac. yes, q!Pac literally got his leg eaten and was also put into Alcatraz but up until he got kidnapped a couple weeks ago, the sheer chaos of this man?? regardless of the angst?? and now he’s slowly healing and getting back to normal too?? a silly lil inventor guy fr

pissa (why was this the chosen ship name again?)!! idk what the hell is going on with q!Phil’s backstory other than that he’s an/the Angel of Death, so there’s whatever angst and/or drama that comes with that. but this man just wants to chill and take care of his kids. and then… you have q!Missa… the MOST pathetic wet cat (/affectionate) on the entire island. and yknow what? i love him for that! the way this man has acted with q!Phil since he returned? i don’t even think i need to elaborate

but on a more serious note tho, i love that the relationships can (and do) run so much deeper too

i’ve talked about spiderbit plenty, but i’ll keep talking about them bc they just mean sm to me. the way they balance each other out and complement each other, the way they’re always there for each other. the way their relationship is so heavily built on trust. these two have so much love and commitment for each other it’s almost sickening. meus pais </3

fucking fitpac man they grew on me so fast :’D there’s a certain depth and potential with them that makes me crazy. they way they could (and do) help each other and always look out for each other. the way that they, regardless of inadvertently or intentionally, help each other heal from all the baggage they each carry is just… ough. i need them to become canon at this point idc. they’re both clearly into each other i don’t make the rules. THE POTENTIAL

i really hope we get more pissa bc it’s literally so crystal clear they care about each other, regardless of how much distance or how much time has passed. and that’s big. just like fitpac, there’s so much potential with them too, even if their marriage is platonic. i just wanna see their dynamic explored more please and thank you. it’s been so long </3

ANYWAY that’s… whatever this was. did this make any sense? idk. these gay cubitos man, i’m telling you. gotta love the lgbtqsmp. if you read all that, thanks :D

#the things this server does to my brain chemistry #insane #anyways here’s to the cubitos and their love lives #qsmp cellbit #qsmp roier #spiderbit #qsmp fit #qsmp pac #fitpac #qsmp phil #qsmp missa #pissa #qsmp

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