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bogkeep · 2 months
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reminiscing
[characters siffrin and odile are from in stars and time]
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mycherrycola · 3 months
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I need to stay off Ghost twitter lmao
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sad-leon · 4 months
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"So why am I so tiny, and why am I so mad?"
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breadbrioche · 3 months
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fit for a princess
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luke castellan x reader
➳summary: a quick fluffy thing because admin eagerly wishes summer can come sooner and is purposely ignoring the ending of the pjo series :D
➳warnings: not proof read, written during multiple fits of delusion, established relationship
➳word count: 1.1k
➳a/n: IM BACK!! Sorry to any who were expecting a TUC fic but the pjo has been my latest obsession so I had to write it
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At Camp Half-Blood, the weather is always perfect but, somehow, its even better than most days. The sun is shining at its brightest yet the cool breeze blowing made it so that it wasn’t uncomfortably hot. As one of many campers taking advantage of the great weather, Luke leans his back against a tree with his eyes closed and enjoying the warmth and listening to the calm sounds of the nature around him.
He winces when a suddenly shadow obstructs the light and peaks his eyes open slightly to see what caused it. Though through blurry eyes as he blinks to adjust to the brightness, he spots your figure looming over him and a smile instantly forms on Luke’s face.
“Can I help you?” He drawls out teasingly. You pout playfully before seating yourself next to him, fingers easily tangling with his like routine.
“You should be thankful I’m even here! Seriously, it took forever to track you down.”
“It’s not like this place is a particularly hard place to find.” Luke argues back but you roll your eyes and lean your head on his shoulder.
“Yeah but I’d never thought you’d be here of all places” You point out as it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“What, can’t a guy just enjoy some peace and quiet?”
At that, you bark out a laugh, not believing him. “Not if you’re called Luke Castellan.” You chastise. “You’re always training as if you aren’t already the best swordsman in the camp”
“Did you come here to nag at me or do you have an actual reason?”
“Oh right!” You reach into your bag and place something atop Luke’s hair faster than he could see what it was. Immediately raising his hands to his head, he gingerly felt around blindly to see what it was. His fingertips brushes against something soft yet so thin he could tell it was delicate but also a more rough and rigid material.
As he carefully removes the item of his head to inspect it, Luke amusedly huffs upon realising what it was.
“You made me a flower crown?” He asks as he admires your craftsmanship - various summer flowers were woven together intricately, intertwining to create a colourful circlet. Leaves were bent precisely to frame each flower, some of which Luke could recognise being sunflowers and marigolds.
“I saw some Demeter kids making them and I wanted to try too.” You explained. “Do you like it? I know it’s not perfect but I think I did a pretty good job with it!”
“I love it.” He confirmed and using his free arm to pull you in for a hug to show his gratitude. “It’s almost as pretty as the person who made it.”
Groaning at his cheesy line, you lightly shoved him off you before taking the crown back into your hands to nestle it on top of his dark curls once again.
“Well I think you look way prettier than I ever could; it really suits you, y’know” you tease with a sly grin. “You’re giving serious fairy princess vibes”
“Are you being for real?” He sighed, looking away embarrassed but making no move to remove the flower crown. You giggled at his actions, cooing as you poked his reddening cheeks. Luke catches your offending wrist before using it to pull you into his lap, his arms wrapping around you and nestling his face into your neck.
“I thought I was supposed to be a hero” he complains against your skin.
As you wrap your arms around his neck, you huff endearingly, feeling how warm his face is.
“Ayy now don’t sell yourself short; you can still be a hero while being a fairy princess. I’m sure there’s a myth about that.”
“I don’t think there is, love” Luke retorts which makes you scrunch your face disappointedly. Though, you don’t dwell on it for long as you gently grab his face and remove it from the crook of your neck. Luke’s face morphs into a confused expression, eyebrows furrowed and dark eyes assessing you to find the meaning behind your antics, but you paid him no mind as you grinned happily.
You don’t understand how the boy before you doesn’t know how beautiful he is - and hell, you’d even say that Luke is way more attractive than any of the Aphrodite boys - especially in this current moment with how the sun made his eyes twinkle and his ruddy skin look like it was glowing.
But unfortunately, your thoughts are interrupted with the way Luke drums his fingers at your side, an unspoken request for an explanation. Stubbornly, you deny him the satisfaction in favour of admiring him more.
However, his drumming becomes more insistent then turns into pokes and before you know it, he’s attacking you relentlessly with tickles. This forces you to release your hold on Luke’s face to wrestle his hands off you. You shriek when he resists your attempts and puts his weight forward which pushes your back to the ground.
“Stop-!! Let go!!” You demand between fits of laughter while you writhe on the grass from the way your stomach cramps, you kick your feet and claw at his hands but Luke is, as always, relentless, finding how the whole situation has turned incredibly amusing.
“What…the fuck was that- “ you pant out when Luke eventually stops tickling you. As you heave, you glare up at Luke - the damn flower crown still perched on his head even after all that - who has a shit eating grin on his face.
“Maybe you aren’t a fairy princess hero after all.” You say accusingly. Luke raises an eyebrow inquisitively before rolling onto the ground next to you, his shoulders bumping into yours in the process.
“What am I then?”
“Probably a monster. A mean,ugly monster who disguised himself as an insufferably pretty boy who’s sole mission is to make my life a living hell.”
After you air out your complaints, it's his turn to laugh; the deep sound almost makes it hard for you to keep scowling at him.
“It still beats being a fairy princess hero, for sure! That job sounds right up my alley.” Luke exclaims, urging you to shove him with a roll of your eyes but he’s not at all unfazed. Rather, he shimmies closer to you so his mouth is at the same level as your ear.
“Y’know what being a ‘pretty monster who’s sole mission is to annoy you’ would mean right?” He asks you, and it’s like you can hear his smirk.
“What.” You reply, not bothering to correct his misquote.
“It means that I would get to be with you all the time.”
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dreamingfraildoll · 6 months
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I feel like there's just not enough appreciation for vampires of more... pathetic... nature. I mean ones that behave all desperate for just a drop of blood. Ones that need to be held close, comforted, praised and encouraged as they drink from you. Ones that get so needy for your blood they might lose control and hump you, because it's all just too much and too nice~ Ones that need to be handled with the utmost tenderness and care. Ones that attempt to act all dominant, only to end up all dazed and brainless, because the blood is just too good. Ones that try to intimidate, yet with every attempt they come off more and more like a lost kitten.
Those are my favourite and I feel like they need to be appreciated more~
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cherrytraveller · 7 months
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survival chance: 42%
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t4tails · 1 year
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echosong971 · 2 months
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Ruthlessness
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Idia: (hiding behind a rock)
Ortho: Brother what are you doing?
Idia: (shakeing) quick Ortho hide before it sees us!
Ortho: (panicked) what is it!? an Overblot???
Idia: even worse
Ortho: (confused) what could be worse?
Idia: (pointing at a Pink Sheep) it's obviously an Harem Protagonist stay away or we'll become friends with this Normie
Ortho: ... I'm more worried about you then usual Brother
The Sheep: (behind Idia) bääh
Idia: (jumping up) run!
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naranjapetrificada · 6 months
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I'm exhausted but we need to talk about
how creepy this is:
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(gif by @chrrispine)
when you remember (and are still waiting in vain for the narrative of season 2 to acknowledge) this moment, much less the entire fucked up scene it's part of:
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(gif by @figmentof)
That Izzy was the one to intrude on their moment was violation enough, but I was legitimately physically uncomfortable with his eyes raking over Ed like that AND Ed's complete lack of reaction to it. I understand that there was meant to be some subtextal discomfort around this new level of intimacy for Ed and Stede but coupled with literally everything else about Izzy's fumbled arc this season, it was even worse than it needed to be. Add it to the pile of inexplicable* decisions they've made around Izzy as a character this season.
*well there are some potential explanations but they're all bummers
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dumbunn1e · 7 months
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i couldn’t get this out of my head sorry (original)
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brewed-pangolin · 3 months
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Simon 'fucks you until you queef' Riley
Johnny 'fucks you until you queef' MacTavish
Kyle 'fucks you until you queef' Garrick
John 'fucks you until you queef' Price
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Queefing is normal. It's hot. It's sexy. And we need to embrace it!
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mangk0 · 1 year
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we're up we're off and away we go!
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dotmander · 8 months
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you know, i see a lot of people criticizing the final fight with zhaitan. some people say that it's annoying to play (fair and true; i usually have to get someone to keep mobs off me while i'm on cannons, or vice versa). some people say they wish we got to actually FIGHT zhaitan, rather than just shooting cannons at him. some people say it doesn't make sense, with what we later learn about elder dragons having weaknesses - har har, zhaitan's weakness must have been a Big Fucking Cannon, right?
but like
we take him down with a bigass cannon, yes, but. we're not the only ones shooting. the pact is there, physically, on the ships with us; but all of tyria was in the hands that shaped the metal and enchanted the crystals and built every SINGLE piece of that ship
plus - trahearne, the scholar, who was not made to be a marshal but picked up the sword regardless, who rallied the orders that had been fighting for as long as they had existed, who failed his quest but did not give up, who dreamed of orr, green and growing -
zhaitan is the dragon of death and shadow. where it flies, misery follows. but what is a dragon, in the face of the world standing together as one? what's despair in the face of hope? what's death and decay when there's still someone dreaming of a better world?
to me, that is the thesis statement of this story: reach out a hand to others. lift other people up. don't give up the fight just yet. so. of course we need to rely on other people to watch our back. of course we need someone to cleanse orr and strike at the dragon to weaken it. how could this story end any other way?
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notecardpasta · 2 months
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[ That body was too delicate, anyways. ]
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hotasfahrenheit · 2 months
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yeah that's right it's weekly umbrella propaganda time!
here we go after another fun quirky hilarious episode (this show is so funny and so bright and colourful and so good y'all how did we even get this lucky with such a great start to The Year Of Vampire BLs)
first off, our repeat umbrellas this week, in episode four:
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the ol' reliable Big Red Umbrella (tm), the clearly well loved white lace umbrella (it was perfect for being at the temple!), the bright blue with pompom edging, and the yellow umbrella from the car last week just chilling on the floor next to Pun. (the clearest shot i could get of the umbrella has Kamsai blocking Pun but i swear he's sitting on the couch she's walking towards)
as for new umbrellas, gracing us this episode is a truly glorious piece that @poetry-protest-pornography dubbed the "Ultimate Umbrella" (and she's not wrong) and it's this absolute treasure that Pun uses both outside and inside the house:
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OBVIOUSLY this is my favourite umbrella this episode, how could it not be? who could even question or have any doubts?
next up we have a subtle, easy to miss fun lil black and grey number on the floor in the middle foreground with a light grey or white border detail, and our first Giant Porch Umbrella:
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(that's an actual cane in the immediate foreground on the left, not an umbrella handle, i was also confused for a moment expecting a new umbrella collector to appear)
then there's another layered/two tone umbrella this week in orange:
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and finally, an understated solid black umbrella, as well as a second Giant Porch Umbrella in pink that's joined the purple one from earlier in the episode.
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a solid collection of new umbrellas for the catalogue!
if you're wondering why I'm counting these Giant Porch Umbrellas but not the appearance of other giant umbrellas in other episodes that showed up at food stalls, these aren't regular umbrellas, sure, but they're for Pun's soup stall which means they're his, so they're part of his collection.
also because i can do whatever i want 🤣
this episode umbrella count: 6
total series umbrella count: 23
you can check my pun's umbrella catalogue tag for previous weeks of umbrellas!
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