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satoruhour · 6 months
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colllege athlete!au where jjk men see you in their varsity jacket and just goes batshit crazy. They defo win the game afterwards and fuck you in it, best orgasm of your life.
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a/n: MY LORD .......................... YOU JUST UNLOCKED SUM IN ME ICY !!!!! discussions of p -> v sex, unprotected sex, breeding, oral f! receiving, name calling, semi-public sex, long LONG post
gojo would def be the one to suggest it at first. hes even offering to buy two jackets just for you but then youre like “but i dont want you to waste money satoru... plus i want it to smell like you..!” omg that makes gojo cum on the spot lmfao. but is mostly caught off guard when you first wear it - it happens when its the half time of the game and his team is not doing particularly well bc he made u a little upset the night before and he felt bad :( youve been on his mind for the whole game and hes so distracted poor boy. but u also think you were being a little childish in how you reacted, so youre stealing his varsity jacket way earlier than he leaves and hes so confused when that morning he cant find it. shows up to the game in another jacket and got an earful from his coach that no one really likes, and bc theyre doing so badly, at half time the coach didnt want to meet with them for pep talk either. boo fuck the coach but anyway, youre rushing down to the lockets and whatnot in his jacket. feels like straight out of a movie dude omg. that troy and gabriella shit bc gojo is dragged outside and is hugging you close and muttering apologies into your neck, kissing u all over sigh. its gotten him a big boost of adrenaline tho! and as the star player of his team a lot of his teammates feed off of his energy. gojo is the last to leave the locker room, wanting to have a little more time with you. he twirls you around and admires you in his large jacket and makes out with you until he hears the buzzer from outside LOL. gives u a deep kiss, “ill win and fuck you good later, alright princess?” “go get ’em, satoru. i’ll be here always.”
yeah he def fucked you good later on, making you strip out of everything but his jacket and pounded u nice and good in the locker room long after everyone left. made you ride him on the benches, ate you out as you sat on the benches and kept thanking u for being his lucky charm thru all his matches. the grip on your hips were so heavy they were pprobably bruised, and the clanking of the lockers were so noisy it was a wonder you two werent caught. “that’s right, baby— taking my cock like the good girl you are,” you’re pushed up against the university lockers and railed into from brhind, sticking his fingers into your mouth as he made u arch your back in that varsity jacket of his. ooh lord. brought you out on a winning date and fucked u in his car, fucked you back at his home all the while wearing his jacket !!!!!!!
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geto has never thought of it personally, but he wonders about it one day, thinking bout you in it without anything and he gets hard as heeellllll. has been wantin to put you in it for the longest time but just didnt have the opportunity to - youre always prepared with a cardigan or jacket of your own or you simply just dont get cold much to suguru’s dismay. so when you’re shivering one day before a game (sometimes they would watch the match before to get a sense of the two teams, and also bc you wanted to travel light handed for the date geto was going to bring you to after), geto’s so so quick to offer up his varsity jacket before you can think of any counter to it. but what you dont tell him is that youve been “avoiding” in a way, just bc you know if u get access to his jacket he will never. get. it. back. you have a knack for stealing his clothes bc geto smells good good and youre addicted to his scent. but either way youre trying not to gasp at the largeness of the jacket ... 🙏 same girl. you’re slipping one arm and then the other, wrapped in the safeness of geto’s jacket and hes trying so hard to show u that he isnt shivering LMFOAOAAOAO thank god the match was ending already and his team was up next. gojo only nods towards you later in the locker room as you stay thru their coach’s talk, smiling sickly bc he just knew what his best friend was going to do afterwards.
soon enough he can hear the cheers of the spectators flood his ears but hes only focused on you running up to him from the bleachers and hugs you close in his sweaty body (which u protest against and laugh about), but hes whispering “you dont mind though, right baby?” yeah you DEF dont mind it when he pulls you into the janitor’s closet and his body is grinding against yours. “was so hard playing through the game, yknow how difficult that is?” you reply back with i cant imagine with a giggle and let him do whatever he wants to you: hes so impatient he cant pull his game pants down all the way and the same goes for you. both your bottoms are stuck atound your thighs, and youre trying to stay quiet in that squeezy closet. it’s hard. youre so wet you dont exactly need foreplay, just maybe some brief fingering which has you whining into his neck and he slips in after. fucks you until the pails and cleaning supplies are falling to the floor and youre hoping to take off the varsity jacket but he refrains you from it, loving the way ur white shirt is turning wet from all your sweat. it’s sloppy, disgusting, juices spurting everywhere and youre so tight from your pressed-together thighs. i guess he has no choice but to put you in a mating press too and he goes so deeeep in that position you moan out loud. “yeah— made to take my cock like a slut, ain’t ya? only natural when you’re lookin’ so good in my jacket.” getos gross and u love it.
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nanami fits better as an alumni whos come back for a friendly current students vs alumni match. hes entering the gym with haibara and his two annoying seniors gojo and geto and while they talk a lot of crap theyre great players. nanami comes up to greet you since youre still their manager and hes one year above you. dating across years is a little difficult esp with how nanami was in his last year of uni, and now that hes looking for work while u finish your last year .... it’s hectic thats for sure, but u guys make it work perfectly fine bc nanami prioritises you a lot!! but late youve been busy with midterms and him with settling in with his new job that he almost forgot about today’s match. is met with nostalgia the first time he steps intothe gym again but he never expected you to wear the varsity jacket that’s stuffed deep into your closet. frankly it doesnt fit him at all any mroe but you thought it to be fitting to wear it in this once in a lifetime match (bc hes just so busy!!!! to book a date w/ nanami is like going to the army dawg). nanami’s jaw drops when u first step foot into the gym and oh my god youre going to be the umpire too? he is going to become too distracted, instantly taken back to the many many times hes gotten you trapped in the gym bathroom with his cock in your mouth, or the time you ride him in the empty gym in the corner (it was late at night!!!!), or also the time right after his loss where he took all his anger and frustration out on you, jersey between his teeth as he uses you. something switched in nanami that day when u expressed how much u liked the roughness tee hee. surprisingly hes even more focused, in a way of proving something to himself bc he can probably count on everyone’s hands the number of times hes missed a cue from a teammate before when he was still in school just cause u were wearing his jacket 😭😭😭 man you dont even need to be in the jacket! thats how obsessed he is with u!!!
shoots you a small smile after each point and is trying to hard not to run to you to get a good job kiss. also finds the fact that youre judging appropriately and not showing biasness just cause nanami’s on one team really really hot! the way you call the shots, give the accurate penalties and that booming voice of yours echoing thru out the gym ..... youre so good at being umpire that even the juniors cant deny they lost fair and square and not just cause youre nanami’s girl. altho bc you two are so good at hiding they dont rlly suspect anything until hes kissing you - something that even he isnt that comfy with but he just needed to show off !!!!! that isnt the case when later he has you back in the gym, reminiscent of that one time!!! but nanami found it so hot, hes backing you back up into the quiet gym, illuminated by the moonlight. its way late after dinner and the uni students have gone back to their dorm already while the alumni has departed for their homes and its just you. thank god the gym is also located in a place that is a little secluded and disconnected from the campus so it isnt long before youre both making out against the walls of the gym, moans and sounds echoing in the large hall. “just like old times?” “yeah. except ill be taking my time with you” yeah, u take ur time indeed: the gargling of your mouth and groans of nanami is so disgustingly filthy, slobbering all over his dick and he also eats you out on the floor. when he stretches u out with his fingers you can hear yourself bc youre so wet that you drip to the floor. but none of u give a shit when you settle atop nanami and start riding him needily, bouncing and moaning out his name. the way the sounds of your slapping skin makes it way back to is gross!!!! but so hot!!!! its so lewd !!! you get tired soon enough and nanami thrusts up into you with whispers of ur name in the gym. u do that hot thing where you pull up your shirt and pull down ur bra so your tits r spilling out .... OOOOOOHH it gets nanami cumming instantly, esp with the large frame of the varsity jacket on you that he cums more than usual <3333
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toji, rather than a player, is a coach for the team. youre the manager whos helping with all the admin stuff and waterbottles/towels and with moral in the team - kind of like kiyoko and yachi in hq, but when u show up always no one knows whose varsity jacket youre wearing. they all speculate between themselves and have their thoughts but the team members never suspect that it’s their own coaches one. it looks too similar to the team’s with no name on the back, the sewing is exactly the same and the small logo of their team takes its place on the left breast as usual. but they never bother to check the inside where toji has made a large blotched ‘T’ on the label and your name squeezed in on the underside. toji loves to see it on you, esp in games and while hed love to see it on you outside of it he cant run the risk that he’s dating the manager. but he also especially loves it when you surprise him at home: wearing his jacket with nothing but your panties, prancing around and doing chores as he comes back from another gruelling match. ohhhh the things he’d do to you... but the best is when you do it in public. that changes the whole game
you’re helping with practice here and there, picking up the stray shuttlecocks/volleyballs/whatever sport around the gym as they practice their drills, but toji realises you dont reach over and bend like you usually do - normally youd do it when you know toji’s the only one to be standing behind you so he can see your panties under the short skirt but you dont do ANYTHING so he wonders if he did smtg wrong. but also you’re squatting down to pick up things? it’s only later when you saunter up to him as his team is distracted and you unzip the jacket just a little and he gets the glimpse of the lingerie set he bought you and very very riskily bringing his hand down to your centre where you’re bare. toji groans to himself when he feels that youre already so wet, playing with your folds just barely until his student calls out to him and youre both shocked out of your daze. “you’re in for it, doll.” takes u to the equipment room, and fucks right after dismissing the team. “doing this typa shit in front of the boys? dirty girl.” youre holding onto the shelves of the equipment and it’s rattling so much that things are tethering so close to the edge, it’s insanity. the sight of his cock disappearing into you while you wear that short skirt is just pure serotonin for him, plus your moans echo a lot throughout the room along with the slapping of ur skin. stuffs the collar of the varsity jacket into your mouth to keep you quiet as he cums in you <3333 “look at that...” sighs when he removes his cock from you and cum drips to the floor, “my pretty manager.”
OKAY BYE . I NEED TO BE SPAYED.
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madschiavelique · 7 months
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I actually read your initial post and I just knewwww that particular scene had inspired you😂😂 idk I just had that hunch for some reason (its been a while since i last watched it but doesn’t he also flip her and then slowly move the knife she has on his neck to hers instead bc 😱😱😱😱😱 im sorry I have issues)
I hope you’ll stay inspired to write it, it’s such a sexy trope tbh 🤌🏻🤌🏻😮‍💨 its peak forced proximity imo, bc despite the fact she’s a slave he isn’t exactly a free man to deny her. bonus points if there’s corruption involved bc I’m also soo weak for the “evil warlord/soldier takes the fair temple maiden as a slave but they fall in love along the way” 😩
(and while your prompt differs from these takes i just wanted to share them for shits and giggles, so consider these: 1.) I also live for the idea that the maiden in question is revealed to be the princess of the country that invaded and killed miguels ppl. The king’s daughter joined the temple anonymously bc she wanted to serve a purpose and ideals she stood for and not just live the life of a royal completely removed from the real world. Only the king knows of this and though their views differ he’s ok w it bc he wants to keep her safe from his enemies and her being a sworn maiden in the temple provides just that, but during the siege the temple gets raided anyway and she’s taken as a slave (as i write this i realise this is literally the story of the slave girl from troy lmao anywayyyy) and when miguel discovers this he takes her as his personal slave😈 win win, he was already planning on claiming the most beautiful one for himself, but she’s the daughter of the man he hates most as well??? Oh justice is gonna get served😈😈
orrrr take two, the king gives away his daughter as a way to save his own ass (but then again this is a different scenario) and miguel takes her as his wife, kills the king anyway and the daughter is distraught bc now she has to live her life as a slave to her father’s killer, not knowing that her father was responsible for the death of said man’s family in the first place. And of course he doesn’t tell her a thing about himself or his past at first bc my man is emotionally constipated af and only comes to her for fulfilling his marital duties and boy does he fill em🥴)
anyway wowww brainrot!!!!
YESSSS forced proximity omfg i love this
AND YES indeed he is not that much of a free man either in this situation
OKAY THE FIRST PROMPT IS DELICIOUS AND I THOUGHT OF DOING THIS INDEED but i had another thought for this : the king is really a huge bastard, and miguel doesn't appreciate much of what he does. he only wants revenge, and he is getting it in his blind hatred for other kingdoms.
but see the thing is (plot twist) the flag he saw in his village was put there by his king himself. why you might ask ? well because if many villages of his own kingdom start getting attacked by "another" kingdom then this is a sufficient motive to create a war, and that's all he wants. so he deliberately set fire to some villages in his own country and planted there the flag of the kingdom he wanted to attack to convince the population that other kingdoms were threats.
and when miguel learns that, he'll kill the king, and will escape with the reader to live a life of peace
i also kinda prefer the fact that reader is just a nobody kinda, like- she doesn't need to be of royalty to be considered as something precious
BUT YEA REAL GOOD STUFF NONNY AND YEA BRAIN ROT IS ROTTING GOOD
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messrsbyler · 1 year
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Okay so I'm probably forgetting about a moment here, but I was thinking about the way Mike comforts people when they need him.
In season 1, ep 1, when we get the first scene of Troy and his friend bullying the party they target all of them with name-calling, but then they shift their attention specifically to Dustin (thank you Em for pointing this put hehe) and they make him do "the arm thing" since both Dustin and Gaten have cleidocranial dysplasia which is a genetic condition affecting bone (particularly the skull and collarbones) and teeth development (basically, Troy and his friend are being a pair of ableist fuckers). Then they leave and Mike turns to Dustin and says:
"I think it's kind of cool. It's like you have superpowers or something. Like... Mister Fantastic!"
To which Dustin replies:
"Yeah, except I can't fight evil with it"
This maybe showing that even though Mike is trying to comfort his friend, the words don't make a huge impact because of how fantastical and out of reach they are.
Then, on episode 6 of the same season we have the moment when Mike jumps off the cliff and El saves him. And then when Troy and his friend run away, El collapses and says to Mike:
"Mike, I'm sorry." "Sorry? What are you sorry for?" "The gate. I opened it. I'm the monster." "No. No, El, you are not the monster. You saved me, do you understand? You saved me."
In this case, Mike says exactly what El needs to hear. She's not the monster and it can be proven by the way El went out of her way to save Mike. But then we see how this idea shifts from "you are not the monster" to "you are a superhero" which instead of comforting El it adds a new weight on her shoulders and a new title that keeps her from finding out who she truly is.
On season 2, when Will gets possessed by the Shadow Monster, Mike comforts him telling him that:
"Think about it Will. You are like a spy now. A super spy. Spying on the Shadow Monster."
Mike uses the word super again, which would make Will the third person (unless I missed another scene) Mike comforts by putting this big word on them. Of course, then we have El and Mike on season 4 during their fight:
"I mean, what is this? You can't let those mouthbreathers ruin you. Ruin us. They are nobody. And you are a superhero."
So, that got me thinking. Why is Mike fixated so much with what's super? And then I remembered something my old therapist told me. And that's that we comfort people the way we want to be comforted, because it's what we think the others might need. Now, I don't know if that's a golden rule, probably not. But what if that's what Mike is doing here?
What if whenever Mike needed to be comforted but found himself alone because his family didn't take the time to check on him, he ached for someone to come and tell him that things would be fine because he had the power to make them fine on his own? What if Mike wanted in his vulnerable moments for someone to make him feel like a superhero, like he will be able to get through whatever is going on no matter what because superheroes never lose, because superheroes can protect the ones they love and as we know Mike is a caretaker (which, uhm, isn't basically that what superheroes are too?).
What if that's what Mike thinks he needs, and that's why he comforts people like that most times? But then, when he allows himself to be vulnerable as well, when he steps down from the caretaker position and levels up with the person he wants to give comfort to, Mike actually understand how to console them. We see this in the crazy together scene. Mike doesn't tell Will that his episodes could be a superpower. He listens to Will, and then feels comfortable enough to be vulnerable himself, and when he says he feels like he is going crazy and Will says he feels the same, instead of going all the way to care for Will, Mike meets him in the middle so instead they take care of each other.
"Well, if we are going crazy then we'll go crazy together."
In this scene Mike isn't Will's caretaker, he's his best friend and is on a one-on-one dynamic with him, so they both can find a balance and find each other there.
And then in season 4 when Mike is in need of being comforted, Will approaches him in a way that isn't how Mike thinks he needs to be supported. Will doesn't tell Mike he's like a superhero, being the leader of the party, saving him from the Upside Down and being on the first line whenever they have to deal with all that bullshit. Will tells Mike something much more human, his words are much more reachable. He tells Mike he's the heart, the one that keeps the Party together, and that without him they would all fall apart. Will doesn't give Mike a new super title, he just reminds Mike what he's been all along. And we get that shot of Mike looking so openly and vulnerable at Will, taking in the words, understanding them and letting them reach him.
What if Mike feels like he needs to be a superhero as well, and Will is there to remind him that he's the heart already, and that that's what they all need. Not another Mr. Fantastic or another Captain America. Just Mike, leading the Party on, and keeping them together.
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woo-lesbeano · 11 months
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Okay, but in the episode where Abed makes that fake wedding and the group descends into blaming each other and arguing?? Abed only leaves when the start ganging up on Troy??
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Like?? That’s not a coincidence. This is also when he absolutely destroys Jeff the second Jeff tries to stop him and mock him as well through the lens of his special interest of tv. 
“TV has likeable leading men.  I can tell life from TV, Jeff. TV makes sense, it has structure, logic, rules, and likeable leading men. In life, we have this. We have you.” Yes you go you Abed, weaponize your autism. Get em. 
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zausda · 8 months
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THE SONG OF ACHILLES/ARSONIST LULLABY RANT
Okay so I love TSOA and Hozier and I love his song Arsonist Lullaby (it’s so good go listen to it). But because I can’t listen to music like a normal person, I’m gonna go on a Song of Achilles rant thing on how Arsionists lullaby is perfect for it.
Verse 1: ”When I was a child, I heard voices Some would sing and some would scream You soon find you have few choices I learned the voices died with me” I mean Thetis and her prophecy for Achilles, his choice for glorious or lame death and his inevitable death at Troy.
”When I was a child, I'd sit for hours Staring into open flame” Peleus telling stories to Achilles and Patroclus.
“Something in it had a power Could barely tear my eyes away” This reminds me of how much Patroclus stares at Achilles cuz he’s like beautiful or whatever and how Achilles is so alluring to him.
Hook: “All you have is your fire. And the place you need to reach” So yk how Patroclus is supposed to “represent” the “song” in The Song of Achilles, yeah well fire is representing that same thing in the first line basically. “The place you need to reach” is Achilles fate of glory, and how he can choose that fate if he really wants it.
”Don't you ever tame your demons But always keep 'em on a leash” Thinking how maybe this could be like foreshadowing to Achilles rage, “demons” being the rage or just his flaws in general, and how Pat says that Achilles flaws are what make him him.
Verse 2: ”When I was 16, my senses fooled me”Mount Pelion and how the boys have grown , crazy feelings and whatnot.
”Thought gasoline was on my clothes”. Uhhhh his mom can’t see them uhhhh
“I knew that something would always rule me I knew the scent was mine alone” The first line could be how Thetis is trying so hard to keep Achilles from the war and stole him and took him to Scyros. When she lied saying she’d tell Patroclus, and made him slept with Deidamia, just the power Thetis shows she has over Achilles. The second line is related to that cuz he’s a demigod and has divine blood and whatvr.
2nd Hook: ”All you have is your fire And the place you need to reach Don't you ever tame your demons But always keep 'em on a leash” Chorus again uhhh, yeah just foreshadowing Achilles crayz rage and grief, love between Patroclus and him and Pats fate with him being the “fire/song” yk yk (all that stuff from before)
Bridge: ”When I was a man I thought it ended When I knew love's perfect ache” MY FAV LINE, this is at the end where Achilles(refusing to fight) and Patroclus are grown, and Pat goes out to scare the Trojans and dies. Achilles loses his shit so he goes on a killing spree, drags and keeps Hectors body, neglects his health cuz his beloved is dead(L).
”But my peace has always depended On all the ashes in my wake” The first line is maybe his meeting with Priam, where he gets some humanity back and gives Hectors body and/or where in the book it said Achilles died with a smile(cuz like he could see Pat again idfk)
And ashes- how they have they’re ashes intermingled in an urn(☹️)(this one relates to the second thought when Achilles dies which makes more sense for the lines together)
Outro: ”All you have is your fire And the place you need to reach Don't you ever tame your demons But always keep 'em on a leash” Last chorus, Patroclus cant move on, but then Thetis writes his name and that’s the change of POV to third person.
The End
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riallasheng · 8 months
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Rereading the first Stingray novel, as a comment from someone else on it (I'm sorry, I'm HORRIBLE with names :( edit: It was @lugenethedramallama !! ^^) reminded me of how much I love 'em
A: I'd forgotten that Troy name drops Steve Zodiac, specifically as an astronaut, thus directly tying Fireball XL5 into the world as Stingray (somethign the shows sadly never did, although the comcis did so VERY directly. Legit crossover events! ^^ ) edit: Also I forgot taht not only does Atlanta name drop Venus and Fireball.. she apparently is FRIENDS with Venus ^^
I LOVE how clever Atlanta is in a very bad situation. (also just how deeply Sam loves his daughter)
Marina spotting the net and saving the day is a great moment, and evenwithout talking, she still makes her thoughts known!
Troy and Phones' friendship is just.... AUUUUUGH I love it. They're brothers and it's great
Also the moment after Troy sneaks into a town to try and get info, runs into trouble, manages to get back just in time to run into Phones who's heading out to go find him: "Hold it, mister!" a voice growled. A figure stepped from the rock shadows and Troy saw he glint of moonlight on gunmetal. He chuckled softly. "Okay! Don't shoot! I'll come quietly!" "Troy!" Phones came forward eagerly. He was dressed as roughly as Troy was. "Gee pal," he said in a relieved voice, "I was just on my way to look for you. I figured you'd run into bad trouble!" "I hit trouble all right, Phones. But I guess it was good trouble for us. Tell you about it when we're aboard. You ought to be court-martialed for disobeying orders to stay put," Troy's tone took on a mock severity as they picked their way over the rocks. "Yeah?" snorted Phones. "Well, somewhere in the regulations there's a clause that says a crew can take over from the skipper if they think he's nuts, and seeing Marina and me are unanimous about that ---" "Okay, buddy!" Troy chuckled. "I cry quits."
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suv-draws-stuff · 6 months
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iliad and limbus enjoyer here, can i ask you about helen's and achilles' backstory in that limbus au of yours? tell me anything about them idc theyre cool
Heyo im glad you found em cool :D
Some context first. They're now working in a Limbus branch separate from Mephistopheles. The branch is basically Journey to The West themed instead of Dante's Inferno
I'm still kinda working on them (Iliad is so long help let alone adapting it), but to summarize it:
Helen:
She was born in a town called Sparta in a Nest (its probably close to A corp or C corp)
Castor, Pollux, and Clytemnestra are her siblings. Castor died, Pollux went missing in action, and Helen haven't talked tp Clytemnestra in many years
Also Helen had years of combat training thanks to being Spartan
Suitors come to marry Helen. Helen ended up marrying Menelaus and had Hermione.
Life was alright for her until Paris and (disguised) Aphrodite visited Sparta. Helen was made unconscious by Aphrodite and Paris took her to Troy
Helen was mind controlled and manipulated by Aphrodite during the Smoke War. She didn't like Paris either. Helen became more and more self loathing and distrustful
After the war, Menelaus tried to kill her. She was also shunned by people in the Nest, with people attempting to murder her left and right. Helen got fed up, divorced Menelaus, ran off to the Backstreets far away, and ended up working for Limbus Company
As for others... Pollux is actually still alive and they will meet again. Meanwhile Hermione became a fixer to find her mom. Helen is now the only sane person in the bus aside from Saksi (and she's Not having a good time. There's a tension between Achilles and Helen and it's not a good one)
Achilles
Achilles is a superhuman thanks to Thetis' experimentation. Thetis herself was a researcher from B Corp. Thetis knew that the City is screwed up so she made sure Achilles could survive in this crapsack world
When he was a kid, Achilles trained under Chiron to become a fixer. He also has a childhood friends to lovers situation with Patroclus
Smoke war happened, he was drafted anyway no matter how much Thetis tried to hide him. Achilles wanted some of that sweet sweet glory even though he was still a teenager
He became a war criminal, basically. And also poster boy for his side of the war
Agamemnon and Achilles had a conflict over the war prize, which made Achilles sulk for quite some time... until he found out Patroclus was killed in the war and stepped in to avenge his death
Achilles still got shot by Paris with Apollo's guidance and died from that
As for how he ended up in Limbus, he got revived years later (with Thetis' consent). Achilles of course did not like this outcome and rampaged in the facility until he was incapacitated. He then (begrudgingly) agreed to work there as long as he can die for real after his contract ends
He just wanted to see Patroclus again, and that's why he's so. grumpy.
And if you wanna learn more about my version of these two and more art of them, you can check Helen's and Achilles' profiles on Toyhouse. I also have stuff for other limbus/limbus related OCs too there
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miniscule-meow · 1 year
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Charlie and Felix: Bad Decisions
The long awaited follow-up to Bad Times
Writing Masterpost is Here
Extra long chapter (about 4.5k) I thought about splitting it into two but decided to go ahead and post the whole thing because I felt bad about how long it took me to write this
Warnings: Blood Mention, Alcohol, Some Language
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For the first time since the beginning of the semester, they don’t sit next to each other in class. The room isn’t a huge lecture hall, but there are still plenty of open seats. Charlie sits off to the side, a little closer to the front than her normal spot next to Felix. She doesn’t turn around to check if he’s there, as far as she knows, he might have skipped the class today. The minutes drag along, the lecture seems extra boring without her friend sitting next to her. She knows that they probably just need to talk it out, and everything could be fine again. But honestly, she doesn’t really feel like doing that right now. He took all of her trust and threw it right back in her face. She’s allowed to be upset about that. Not that he even cares. If he didn’t want to be friends with her anymore, he could have just said that. But whatever, no time to think about dumb boys, she tries to focus on the boring lecture instead.
It goes on like this all week, they just mutually pretend that the other one doesn’t exist. Today, once class is over Charlie takes her sweet time packing up her stuff at the end of class. Usually, she would go get lunch with Felix after this class, but that’s obviously not going to happen right now.
“Hey Charlotte!” She turns and finds a girl standing next to her. They have… never really spoken, it takes her a moment to place a name with the face before her. She thinks it’s Madison. She was in her group at the first day orientation for transfer students, but aside from that they haven’t really spoken much. “Not to be, like, nosey or anything, but did you and Felix break up?”
“Um. We weren’t dating.” Charlie says, uncomfortably shifting her backpack onto her shoulders.
“What? Totally thought you were. Huh. But, so like, you’re fighting then, right? You haven’t sat next to each other all week”
“Why do you care?” Charlie raises an eyebrow.
“You totally are. ‘OMG’ Did he go total werewolf on you?” Charlie is briefly taken aback by her saying ‘oh em gee’ out loud in real life, it takes everything in her to not make a face at that. “It was a full moon recently you know and I-”
“No. no, no,” Charlie cuts her off, definitely making faces now, “I’m not going to listen to your stupid conspiracy theories. He’s not a werewolf, okay? He’s just a dumb boy. That’s it. I don’t really want to talk about it.”
“Oh. Well, I’m sorry. I mean, you two have been inseparable like… the whole year and now...” She shrugs. “Nikki totally thought you were being mind controlled to hang out with him.”
“Yeah. Okay, I’m walking away now.” Charlie turns to leave.
“I told her that was stupid!” Madison calls after her.
“Okay, bye.” Charlie waves as she walks off, thankful to escape that conversation before she was asked if Felix has scales or something. Great. Apparently, some people still have time to be curious about her stupid personal life drama. She doesn’t get why everyone is so curious about Felix. He tries to keep to himself, but everyone seems to want to insert themselves in his business. There is that picture of him floating around, but it’s super blurry and you can’t really tell that it's him, or that he’s gigantic. But ever since then everyone just seems to have their own version of who -or what- Felix really is. She guesses it makes sense that people would try to get information out of her, because Madison was right, her and Felix had been inseparable until recently.
“Charlotte, wait wait wait!” Madison runs after her. “I’m really sorry about your breakup and stuff. If you want, next weekend there’s going to be a huge party at Troy’s place. You should totally come. Meet some new people and stuff.” She hands Charlie a scrap of paper with an address on it. Then Madison stands there just long enough to make Charlie feel awkward, “Okay bye.” And with that, she flits off. Charlie looks at the note in her hands.
She’s never been invited to a party before. But thinking logically, there’s no way that would be any fun. Just a bunch of people shouting at her over music, asking her about Felix the whole time, drinking cheap beer, not studying for the finals that are right around the corner. She balls up the note and shoves it into her pocket.
Nothing changes the next week. Felix still hasn’t reached out to her, and she has stubbornly refused to reach out to him first. People mostly leave her alone, everything is relatively normal, if this is what normal has become. No friends, no fun, super normal. By the time the next weekend approaches, she finds herself seriously considering the party thing. She finds the crumpled note and smooths it out on her desk.
The night of the party rolls around, and she actually finds herself driving to the address, and parking a block down from the house. There are a LOT of cars on this street. Once she steps out of her truck she can already hear the dull thump of music and sound emanating from the house. She takes a deep breath before heading inside, determined to make some friends. She’s wearing her hair down, and she took care to pick an outfit that was both cute and comfortable. It’s a pair of overall shorts with a light long sleeve shirt underneath. That, paired with her black combat boots and some tall socks pushed down around the top of the boots. She wore her cutest bralette underneath for herself to help boost her confidence. She felt so cute she even took a selfie before she left. Here’s to new beginnings. It’s a little too cold outside for her outfit, so she grabbed a jacket before she left, but once she entered the house, she quickly ditched her jacket and pushed her sleeves up to her elbows.
It's loud and crowded. The people are packed into every room. Music is playing everywhere, and people are holding drinks, shouting over the music. She looks around. Some people glance her way, but she’s mostly ignored. She finds her way to the drinks.
“What is this?” She asks someone near a big container of a red liquid.
“Jungle Juice.” They shout back.
“What’s in it?”
“I don’t know. Everything?” They laugh and wander off. She’s sure there was something warning her about stuff like this in orientation. She pulls a mug out of an open cabinet and pours herself a glassful. It’s weird that they don’t have plastic cups? She always saw the stereotype of the red solo cups, but I guess they really like to play by their own rules here. Who is going to do all the dishes? What if something breaks? She shakes her head, this is why she doesn't get invited to parties. She just tries the drink already. Bleh. It’s strong to say the least, but... it’s relatively drinkable.
Several cups of jungle juice later she has flitted through several groups. Introductions, small talk, wander, repeat. There hasn’t been anyone she’s immediately clicked with like she had hoped. She joined a group playing a drinking game for a bit, which was fun, and got more fun the more drunk she became. Eventually, she finds herself sitting on the couch in the living room, the room twisting around her. Everything is just sounds and shapes. It's awesome, it's horrifying. Part of her thinks she’s had too much, and part of her is trying to reason why she should have just one more.
She pulls out her phone, it’s late. No notifications. No that's not true, she got a spam email for hot singles in the area, great. No real notifications at least, that is to say, nothing from Felix. She’s not surprised but she’s bummed. She can’t help but wonder what he's is doing right now. He would hate this party, she’s not sure if she hates this party or not. She should call him. She should absolutely not call him. Her phone is already ringing.
“Hello?” His voice answers. Oh my gosh he actually answered. She didn’t think he would answer. Why did she call him right now?
“...Hey.” She is immediately conscious of how she sounds so drunk. He must think she is so drunk. She is so drunk.
As she’s thinking that things couldn’t get any worse, fates twisted smile shines on her. Todd, resident bully, guy she’s pretty sure was in the fight with Felix the first day he actually talked to her Todd takes her phone, holding it away from her.
“Don’t drunk call boys that aren’t here sweetheart, pay attention to the ones that showed up.” He looks at the phone, laughing “Felix.” He reads quietly, looking at her once more, recognition sparking in his eyes. She stands, protesting and goes to grab for the phone. This would be easier if the room didn’t warble as she stood. To make matters more complicated Todd’s buddy, Drew comes from out of nowhere and slings an arm around her, holding her back. “Oh. Well, this is interesting.” He exchanges a glance with Drew. “You wouldn’t mind If I invited your boyfriend to the party, would you?”
“He’s not my boyfriend,” is all she can think to say. He just laughs and holds the phone up to his ear. “He probably already hung up he-”
“Hey Lizard boy." What a stupid nickname, he isn't even a lizard or a werewolf or anything like that. "You still there? Yeah. No, no this is your buddy, Todd. Remember me?” Her stomach drops, he didn't hang up. Maybe he did but Todd is just bluffing. There’s a pause. She tries to interject, but Todd just holds out a finger her direction, and turns away. “What? Aw that’s cute she’s got a nickname. No, Charlie can’t come to the phone right now.” He speaks mockingly and shares a sly look with Drew. Him saying her nickname makes her feel wrong. “She’s a little preoccupied with my pal Drew. Hey, you two, keep it PG over there.” He winks at her; her cheeks burn and Drew just laughs.
“Hang up! That’s not funny!” She tries to get away from Drew to snag her phone back, but she has no luck.  
“Anyway, we’re at Troy’s place. I believe you and I have some unfinished business, if you want to come pick up your girl. Two birds, one stone, you know?”
“I’m not anybody’s ‘girl’ can you grow up?” She thinks that this would have been a cooler thing to say if she hadn’t slurred through half of her words.
“Yeah, yeah, that was her. I don’t know how she’s getting home, man. If you don’t pick her up, she could always stay with me. Plenty of room for two in my bed.” Him and Drew share another crude laugh at her embarrassment.
“No. No. Felix don’t come here. I’ll just uber or sober up soon I-” She’s certain that most of this is coherent. “He wouldn’t come pick me up guys, we’re not… He doesn’t even-” She’s being solidly ignored.
“What’s that? 20 minutes. Yeah. See you soon.” He tosses her phone back to her. She fumbles with it and ends up having to pick it up off the floor. Thankfully the screen is still intact, unlike her social life, and her sense of pride.
Todd and Drew finally get out of her space, but they stay in the living room, it has the best view of the door. The groups around the immediate area sneak glances they think she can’t see, and they’re all huddling talking and giggling. She sits back down on the couch and waits.
The door opens several times as people come and go, she holds her breath each time. Eventually, Felix steps in. She looks at him, wide eyed. He actually came. Why did he actually come here? He scans the party before his eyes lock on her. He looks pissed, and it makes her heart freeze. He stalks across the room with such intensity, shouldering through everyone in his way with ease. He stops in front of her, saying nothing but holding a hand out to her. He's inviting her to take his hand, but his irritated expression makes her faulter, and freeze in place.
“Hey lizard boy, looks like you made it after all.” Todd pipes up. The room is absolutely buzzing with electric energy.
“Come on. Let’s go.” Felix says down to her, breaking her from her frozen state. She realizes she doesn't want to piss him off any more than he already is. So she takes his hand. He helps her up, completely ignoring Todd.
“What? Leaving so soon? Stay awhile. Have some fun. I believe you and I need to finish up an old conversation we were having anyway.” Someone slings an arm around her shoulders, pulling her away from Felix. It’s probably Drew, Todd’s sidekick.
What happens next all moves so fast. One moment Felix and Todd are having a tense conversation, the kind you just know will end in a fight. The next moment, she’s tossed backwards. She stumbles back, catching herself on an end table and toppling the whole thing over. She manages to crash down with the table, a decorative lamp and several cups with varying amounts of liquids all smashing down on top of her. Shit. Her cute outfit is soaked in alcohol and whatever else it was mixed with. That’ll probably stain. She pushes herself up onto her hands and knees. This would all be so much easier if the room wasn’t spinning. She looks down at her stained outfit and briefly registers the cuts on her arms. Why did they think that using actual glass would be better than red solo cups?? Now they have to do a bunch of dishes AND they have to clean up a bunch of glass. Clearly this was not well thought out on their end.
By now, the music has stopped, and a circle has formed around the boys. There is a lot of shouting, everyone has their phone out. She pushes her way through the crowd to find Felix on top of Todd, just absolutely wailing on him. He’s landing blow after blow, before Drew comes up from behind him, his nose already bleeding, and he rips him back. The two of them struggle on the ground while Todd writhes in agony, trying to get back up.
“Felix! Stop! Stop!” She shouts, rushing forward. The two boys make their way to their feet, and Felix, having sustained several hits himself, shoves Drew back before she can get there. The crowd scrambles to part to avoid him. He slams against the wall, leaving a nice big dent in the drywall. Felix looks around the circle, and everything is still for a moment. He nods once before his gaze lands on her once more. He's not even gigantic, but just by looking at her it makes her feel no bigger that a gnat. He’s bleeding from his knuckles and a lot from his face, but he’s the only one standing so she supposes that’s a win? He steps forward, not offering a hand to her this time. Instead he pulls her tightly into him and promptly leads her out of the house. Everyone is staring. She quickly grabs her things as they leave.
She glances up at him once they get outside. It’s much quieter out here. Wait. He’s not normally taller than her, They’re roughly the same height, but now he’s at least a head taller than her.
“You’re taller.” He scowls at that, not responding otherwise. “Like… like holding a rubber band stretched open all day?” She recalls one conversation they had, where he compared it to that. He said if he were to try to maintain a height taller than his ‘normal’ height, it would be like trying to keep a rubber band stretched at the same distance all day long. She could imagine him trying to appear more intimidating in there by making himself larger. It also probably would make him stronger she guesses? Charlie doesn’t know how that works. Felix shakes his head slightly.
“Like trying to shove myself in a little box.” He whispers to her. Oh. He’s fighting it off. He’s trying to stay a normal height, but he can’t hold it back completely. That also makes sense. It seems to be triggered by intense emotions sometimes? Charlie also doesn’t know how that works. She knows very little about how his abilities work, she just knows that they exist.
“Oh,” is all she can think to say. “Um. Felix, I wanted to say. Um-”
“Keys.” Felix cuts off her thanks or apology or both, she honestly hadn’t decided yet. She realizes they’ve made it to her truck.
“But, wait. How did you get here if… How will you get your car-”
“Just give me your keys, Charlie.” He holds out his hand to her.
“Right. Sorry. Okay.” She digs through her bag, and after drunkenly fumbling through her belongings, she fishes out her keys and hands them over. He helps her into the passenger side of the truck. “Don’t um, don’t grow and break my truck, please.” It’s not really funny, but she laughs anyway. He just gives her some irritated side eye. They start down the road in silence. It's uncomfortably quiet, so she tries to fill the silence with some chatter. “So, uh I just wanted to tell you I-” He cuts her off again, this time reaching forward and turning up the radio. Message received, shut up Charlie. She sighs, and quietly leans against the window. She doesn’t try talking to him again, instead she focuses on a more important task, not throwing up.
They get back to his house, a decent looking barndominium- that is to say, basically a remodeled barn. It's in a secluded area, and it's got high ceilings, what more could a size shifter need. Felix steps out of the truck, immediately significantly taller than he should be. He fumbles with opening the door for her, his hands are an awkward size for the handle. He finally gets it open, and catches her as she half stumbles, half straight up falls, out of the truck.
“I’m gonna throw up.” She mumbles.
“For real?” He asks.
“For serious.” She nods. He sighs and forces himself to be a few inches shorter. He’s shaking with the exertion of keeping himself human sized, but he helps her inside, and leads her to the bathroom. “Oh jeez. I don’t want to puke in front of you. This is so embarrassing.” She’s sprawled on the floor, hovering over the toilet. He silently ties her hair back before just leaving the room as she revisits all the drinks and bad decisions that she made that night.
He leaves her be, going outside to finally stretch out. He grows to full height, sighing in relief. It gets easier to get this big every time he does it. It feels like he's unlocked something, and there's no going back now. He figures he has a few minutes alone while she’s in there throwing up. He can just sit like this for a moment and get it out of his system. He focuses on steadying his breathing. He should really clean up after Charlie is done in the bathroom. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror when he was in there and he is a bloody mess. All too soon, Charlie’s small voice reaches his ears.
“Felix.”
“Go back inside.” He huffs, not wanting her to see him gigantic and bloody and stressed.
“Yeah. I get it, you hate me, and you don’t want to talk to me, but-”
“Charlie. Just go back inside.” Not feeling up to unpacking that right now, he brings his hand down, gently ushering her back inside and blocking the door with his fingers.
“Can you just listen to me?!” She shouts, kicking at his fingertips, “I just need like, a first aid kit. Or maybe, I dunno, some bandages?” This gets his attention. He pulls his hand back, grimacing as she stumbles forwards.
“You’re hurt?”
“No, I just wanted to play Doctor!” She throws her arms up exasperated. He just looks down at her, brow furrowed. He looks annoyed or maybe concerned. He’s probably both, she’s both too drunk to discern the difference and too drunk care. “Not that you really care either way," she huffs. "It isn’t a huge deal I just, I fell back at the party, you were there but you might have been a little… distracted, and … yeah.” She gestures to her arms, having carefully rolled up the sleeves once more.
“Let me-” He whispers, already seeing the red staining her arms. He pauses for a moment like he’s trying to focus, but then he huffs, looking frustrated. She supposes he can’t shift back to normal just yet, another thing she doesn’t quite understand how it works. He moves over from his seated position to laying on his stomach. It’s kind of dizzying watching him move when he's that big. Just simple movements send vibrations through the earth around her. She swallows thickly, and can’t stop from taking a step back away from him as he settles before her. “Just let me see," he says gently. He props himself up on one arm, and reaches his other hand towards her slowly. She hesitates, but eventually she reaches out one of her arms and his gigantic fingertip comes to meet her.
Delicately, he pinches her wrist between his finger and thumb and pulls her arm out so he can get a better look. He leans forward, taking the scene in with wide eyes. He’s close enough for his breathing to ruffle her hair. Her heart pounds in her chest as he silently scans over her. His eyes rake over the cuts on her forearm, flicking over to see the same situation decorating her other arm. He only holds her there for a moment, but he is completely focused on her. She’s never felt more seen than right now. His eyes find their way to her face, she looks from his massive fingers holding her hand to finally bringing herself to meet his all-encompassing gaze. She thinks this is the first time he’s actually looked at her since he picked her up from the party. Or since their fight. It almost feels like it’s the first time anyone has ever really looked at her. Maybe it’s just because she’s drunk, hurt and relatively tiny. Like a bird with a broken wing, a mouse stuck in a glue trap. But, the way he looks at her, she doesn’t feel like a wounded animal he’s taking pity on. She feels like his whole world, at least for that one fleeting moment. He seems so captivated with her. She’s so insignificantly small, she could fit into the palm of his hand. And yet, he looks her over with such care and intense attention to detail it makes her feel like he can see each of her individual eyelashes.
“I'm sorry. you wouldn't have gotten hurt if I would have just-" he clenches his jaw, his expression turning dark and unreadable. Her pulse picks up, this is what he looked like before he decided to make it his mission to make her fear for her life. She pulls her arm back, it's still clamped solidly between his thumb and forefinger. That seems to get his attention. "Okay. Yeah.” He lets her go, withdrawing his hand. Part of her misses his warmth immediately, but another part of her is just relieved. He pushes his palms into the ground and returns to sitting, towering above her. “Just give me ten minutes and I’ll come in and help. Okay?”
“Alright,” she answers breathlessly before turning and going back inside. She sits on the floor in the bathroom, just trying not to bleed on anything important. She feels both better and worse since throwing up, mostly better though she thinks. The room still spins lazily around her as she waits. She is very aware of how cold and wet her clothes are. With sore arms she peels her shirt off, leaving her still wet overalls on, now with just a lace bralette underneath. At least her shirt isn’t sticking to her anymore. She’s still drunk and cold though. One step at a time she supposes.
Eventually, Felix comes back in, his normal height once more. He lays eyes on her for a beat before quickly averting his eyes with a quiet, "Oh Jeez." He digs through the bathroom drawers, setting out first aid supplies on the counter. “You, um. Why did you feel the need to take your shirt off?” He doesn’t look at her, but she can see in the mirror, he's blushing.
“Everything is wet and sticky, and cold. I spilled a lot of drinks on myself when I fell.” She says very matter-of-factly.
“Alright. Um. Okay.”
“I think I broke their lamp too. What kind of person has a house party but doesn’t invest in red solo cups. All the cups were glass. I broke so much glass. Why didn’t they think about that as a possibility. And besides, who is going to be stuck doing all those dishes? Cups aren't even expensive.” She shakes her head, looking up at Felix, his hands are braced on the counter, he’s focusing on the medical supplies, taking stock of what he has and definitely avoiding looking at her. “You can look at me, dude. I would probably wear this in public in like… the summertime. Maybe I’d put like a flannel on top of it. Different shoes. You don’t need to be so… scandalized.” She shrugs.
“Okay.” He nervously taps the counter a few times, she’s pretty sure he only spoke up so she would stop rambling. He takes a deep breath before continuing, “I just, you are very drunk and now you're removing... layers. I just don't want to make you... uncomfortable" he clears his throat. "Okay. Okay. Come here, let’s make sure you don’t still have glass in your arms.”
He bandages her up, taking care to rinse and disinfect the wounds. Her arms took the brunt of the damage, but she has some scrapes on her knees as well. She rambles as he works, and when he doesn’t respond she rambles some more, her words slurring into one another. As he bandages her first arm, she mostly just does a lot of apologizing. ‘I’m sorry’ and ‘This is embarrassing, I’m sorry.’ Just looping. Felix responds once or twice with something resembling ‘it’s fine’ or ‘you’re okay.’ But once it’s clear that she’s still going, he just lets her talk. It’s when he switches to work on the second arm that she takes a big breath and starts really getting into it.
“I guess I kind of ruined your night, huh? You probably had better things to do with your Friday. I’m sorry. I know you wanted me to just leave you alone. I'm... I'm still mad at you by the way. So, I promise, I will leave as soon as I'm sober, and we can go back to pretending that we’ve never met. I know that you don’t want to be my friend anymore and stuff. So, that’s why I went to the party in the first place. I thought that I could meet someone cool and make new friends and stuff. That obviously didn’t happen.  Lesson learned though, and I probably won’t be making that mistake again. I know it sounds super lame, but you were my only friend. I don’t mean to say that to be like ‘oh feel bad for me and be my friend again.’ I don’t mean it like that, it’s just… how it is. I just, I don’t know. I guess I just wish I knew what I did to make you not like me anymore. I just- Gah, I’m such a loser.” She is just noticing the tears streaming down her face. She uses her free hand to attempt to wipe them away. “This is so embarrassing. I’m sorry. Forget I said any of that. I'm mad at you." He lets go of her other arm. She finds her way to the floor, leaning against the cabinets and she buries her face in her hands.
“Charlie. I don’t hate you.” He sits on the floor beside her. “I never hated you. I have just been a really, really bad friend to you. I'm sorry."
“Yeah.” She sniffles. Dropping her hands into her lap. “Why did you want to do that?”
“It’s dumb.” He sighs, “I just. I'm not used to getting that big. My classmates always said I had a useless power and... Anyway I have to go back to the academy for the summer and I just. It's kind of really complicated, but I took some shit out on you and... You don't deserve that. I'm sorry. I understand if you want to pretend like you never met me."
Charlie looks at him for a long while before she leans into him, wrapping her freshly bandaged arms around him and burying her face in his shoulder.
“I missed you.” She mumbles into him.
He sets her up to sleep on the couch, but first he gives her some clean, dry clothes to wear. He sets a glass of water and some aspirin on the coffee table in front of her for the inevitable hangover she will have in the morning.
“I missed you too.” He says resting his cheek against her head.
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sasukeprime · 2 months
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(ALL CHEERING) I don't know if you guys are aware, but the Uchiha are simply responsible for one of the most epic police weapons in history.
(CHEERING CONTINUES) Everyone take a look at the wall. Travel back in time with me to 930.
(930s MUSIC PLAYING) The Uchiha puts on a production of Julius Caesar. A girl in the audience unexpectedly hands one of our brothers a lightning bolt and he explodes. And after that one fateful zap, the tenet of power is born! wherein the higher the voltage the deeper the gamage, itaboy. as in great damage.
(ALL CHEERING) The year is 971.
(970s ROCK MUSIC PLAYING) The US challenges Red Japan in archery. Meanwhile, back at the Uchiha Police Academy, our brothers play a couple rounds of darts their own. An brother's errant arrow hit the narrow mark mellow so blatant exact it almost felt flagrant of this arr'gant fellow. And he just blinks.
(WHOOPING) (ALL CHEERING) I give you the tenet of precision!
(CHEERING CONTINUES) The year is 985!
(980s POP MUSIC PLAYING) Cruthan Asia Uchiha and his brothers are at the police academy school pep rally pre-game. They've been drinking since the butt-crack of dawn. Crutan-Asia knows he has to throw up, but he wants to keep partying. What does he do? Does he puke, or does he drink? Neither. He does speed instead (?). Because why not. I give you the motherfucking tenet of speed.
(ALL CHEERING) So many core cop values So many more cop statues. did i say statues no cashews you thought that i would blast you? no statutes.
How are we supposed to stand on the shoulders of giants?
Tell 'em, Fugakgak. I'll tell you how. Do you see that empty space in between belt loops? Let's fill it with guns. We are gonna end the year with the most legendary weapon of all time. I'm talking even bigger than last year's pocket knife.
Presenting... an original concept by me that I personally came up with (by myself): a chidorigun. a gun that shoots high voltage electricity with major laser sharp precision within a given distance. with the three tenets of speed, power, and precision, and the oxford comma, I give you... the tri-laser... the TASER!
ALL: No, no, no! Stick to the stuff you know. Well if Troy can tell his secret then I can tell mine. I bake. Wait nvm what I just said. Seems like an impossible feat. But when we do it, we will get our faces on that wall, amidst the rest of these legends!
(ALL CHEERING) Yes!
Itachi, my only son I care about, do you want to tell us about your first summer as a full fledged adult when you were 42 months old?
My parents got divorced.
And where did you go?
Right here.
And what happened?
I cried.
Why did you cry?
Because I felt safe. Because I was surrounded by my brothers. Brothers have a bond that goes beyond friendship. We are the family you get to choose, and we don't get divorced!
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superblysubpar · 3 months
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To Whom It May Concern - The Music:
The full soundtrack for To Whom It May Concern can be listened to here - individual chapter tracklists listed below
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Chapter One & Two:
To Whom It May Concern by Sam i, Ceelo Green, Theophilus London, & Alex Ebert Come Down by Anderson .Paak blind by ROLE MODEL Made by Amy Stroup Make It Look Easy by Danger Twins I Think He Knows by Taylor Swift Lavender Haze by Taylor Swift Players by Coi Leray Big Energy by Latto Poolside by BAYNK Gorgeous by Taylor Swift Levitating by Dua Lipa No Idea by MUNA
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Chapter Three & Four:
Dazed & Confused by Ruel Mona Lisa by Dominic Fike champagne season by Troy Ogletree Music For a Sushi Restaurant by Harry Styles Red Hearse by Red Hearse goodnight n go by Ariana Grande Lovers by Anna of the North Tell Em by Sabrina Carpenter October by Alessia Cara Lovely by Fly By Midnight & Betty Who What If I Love You Way Too Much (Stripped) by Gatlin deja vu by Olivia Rodrigo Drew Barrymore by SZA
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Chapter Five & Six:
1950 by King Princess Wrapped Around Your Finger by Post Malone Bad Habit by Steve Lacy Bad Liar by Selena Gomez positions by Ariana Grande Shape of My Heart by Backstreet Boys Kiss Me by Sixpence None The Richer Oh shit...are we in love? by Valley Ecstatic Baby by Yeasayer If You Want It To Be Good Girl (Get Yourself A Bad Boy) by Backstreet Boys Almost Love by Sabrina Carpenter I Like It by The Marias Elastic by Joey Purp Juice by iyla Skin by Dijon
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Chapter Seven & Eight:
Delicate by Taylor Swift the movies by Nightly The Feels by Maren Morris Your Song by Rita Ora Getaway Car by Taylor Swift Send My Love (To Your New Lover) by Adele Done for Me by Charlie Puth, Kehlani "Slut!" by Taylor Swift This Feeling by The Chainsmokers & Kelsea Ballerini I'm In Love With You by the 1975 Baby I'm Yours by Breakbot, Irfane
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kiichu · 5 months
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Tagged by @pomegranate-belle!! thank u!!
Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more).
WIP List:
-NOPE found family fic, part 4! (of 4?) -Trane (Troy/Jane) soulmate mark AU -something something movie William Afton pov? -Hongou + Kurashikis Zero team (but they're manipulating him) bark bark bark dog metaphors -Kieran lives -Ashley Graydon is the Masked Apprentice
2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?
That'd be the NOPE fanfic, which is 3422 words so far. I know, it's not a long thing, but I have bits and pieces for my WIPs before I polish and publish them.
3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?
Maybe the Ashley Graydon Masked Apprentice AU? Depending on if I ever write more of it to create chapters.
4. Which WIP is your favourite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?
The Trane one is fun because Jane is just so unapologetically mean as a narrator. And she bashes Troy a lot, which is awesome.
5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?
Probably the bark bark bark one bc I want to match the beauty and darkness of the two pieces of fanart that inspired it. And I want people to read it, I don't want it written off as "oh emi, making hongou and the kurashikis like each other just like you tried to peddle back in 2012, huh?" Like, no - that's not what's happening there. They're working together but Hongou is very much a bastard and very much getting what's coming to him anyway.
6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?
See above tbh. And I get nervous about the NOPE fic bc it's a finale of sorts to my series.
7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?
I don't use betas/sensitivity readers ever, so. None.
8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?
LMAO like ALL of them? Plus several more I have let fall by the wayside for years??
9. Which WIP has your favourite OC? Tell us about them?
None of them have OCs...
10. Which WIP is the sexiest?
The Trane soulmate AU's got some smut in there, so that one.
11. Which WIP is the angstiest?
Tie between Kieran and Ashley. Kieran just deserves a hug and Ashley... well, he can have one too, but doesn't deserve it as much.
12. Which WIP has the best characterisation (in your humble opinion)?
I... I don't know. Lots of them feature characters with just a glimpse of a canon personality, so it's unclear how "accurate" they are written.
13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?
I like the NOPE fic. It's a sweet piece from Emerald's POV - she gets to talk with Ryder this time. c:
14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?
Hard to say tbh. I think they're all about even.
15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?
I... think the Kieran one would probably be the most popular. The rest are pretty obscure haha.
16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?
Dreams... I dunno, I don't think so.
17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that your other fics don't?
I mean they're all kinda complex in their own way? I have to keep checking wikis and thinking over characterization.
18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humour?
I think the NOPE fic! Em has a lighthearted POV for the most part. :]
19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?
Most of my WIPs don't have to do with ships, so
20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs.
I really have no idea sorry.... I don't really know what I've said about them and what I haven't, lmao
Tagging: YOU!!!!!!
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All of sudden joel hate coming up in YouTube how he had it coming
So dose that mean every characters in zombie movies tv show had it coming
I'm sick and tired of people pretending abby didn't didn't pull knife wouldn't hesitate to kill joel didn't he also murder immune people ??? Whole firefly killed immune people
But sociopath psycho joel had it coming because he killed innocent people
" I'm tired of people using joel voice actor to valid it argument joel had it coming he litreally compared joel to David the cannibalistic man and other rapists and murders in tlou "
Hot Take: If what you got out of the first game was Joel had it coming, then you have a very cynical and unemotional approach to morally grey characters.
Joel Miller is a prime example of a morally grey charecter, a good man who does the right thing when it matters most, but does a lot of harm along the journey to get there. We as the players do not need to agree with everything he does, we do not need to defend or support it. But the point of the story was an emotional study of him as a charecter, and why in the end, you understand why he does what he does in the Hospital.
I also think people tend to look at the Fireflies with a bit of an uncritical lens. They see oppressive governing power in Fedra, and a group of rebels and previous media tells us to root for them. But they are just as morally grey. And looking at the good they do versus the harm, the Fireflies loose massively against Joel beacause the good they have done does not outweigh the bad. The fireflies are terrorists to the point multiple people in universe call them as such, and they are not shown to be reliable or to be trusted.
I think it's fine if someone decides they don't like Joel personally, but the reason why people got so mad at the second game wasn't just that Joel didn't have it coming. It was that no one should have that coming for them. We were mad beceause it was cruelty for the sake of cruelty. When the cruelty of the first game always had a narrative or charecter driven purpose. Wheras here, they have to spend an entire third of the game AFTER the fact to justify why they did it, and most of us found that conclusion to be entierly unsatsifying.
Painting Joel as a violent, bad man who deserved what happened to him, is to approach the heart of the first story with a very unsympathetic and vengeful viewpoint. Joel wasn't getting revenge for Sarah in the Hospital, he was doing the right thing. Abby on the other hand, only did it for revenge because her world was a worse place after Joel was dead.
It's just not a good follow up to the first game beacuse you need us to believe a character assasination of Joel to be true, just to get us on board with the basic plot. Which we don't.
They can't lie about a character I already know, and an organization i already watched do more harm then good.
Joel hate is very much a product of the second game and did not grow organically within the community as a stance. Most anti Joel content soley relies on you buying into the story of the sequel to make it work. Because no evidence from the first game supports their narrative of Joel being a bad enough person to deserve such an end.
Also, I do not care what people like Troy or Neil have to say. I've seen enough of their discussions to know that they are trying to push the narrative that justifies the second games existence. They aren't saying it in good faith, they're saying it to convince people that Joel was a bad man all along, only as long as you listen to them make strawman arguments of their own game.
Anyways, long way of saying, I'll never feel bad for the Fireflies.
Fuck 'em.
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got these #s from a generator- for the otp asks (for whatever pairing you want):
3, 8, 16, 48 🖤🖤
Thank you for the ask! How about Troy Hassan x Saeed? I do so love them and don’t talk about em nearly enough.
3. Do they wear the other’s clothes? (sweatshirt, bandana, necklace, etc.)
Saeed steals Troy’s jacket but will leave the rest of his clothes alone. I have a head canon that Saeed keeps Brynn’s scarf as a way of staying close to her and does the same with Troy’s jacket even though he still has Troy. As far as Troy is concerned, they share a closet and a dresser so it’s all fair game haha
8. What happens if one of them gets sick?
Saeed sucks it up and just gets on with his day. Troy milks it as an excuse to have a day off.
16. Can they stay up all night just talking?
Yes. Mostly it’s Troy doing the talking, telling atories about the latest pre-apocalyptic traditions and habits he’s read about, while Saeed just listens.
48. Who's the better driver?
Troy. He found an old drivers ed manual and of course read it and puts that knowledge into practice. Saeed is fine in a pinch but would rather be doing something else than driving.
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leiakenobi's 2022 Fic Rec (aka, AO3 Wrapped)
Happy new year to you all! I did a fun new thing in 2022 where I kept a far more detailed record of the fic I read and wrote than I ever have before. Now that the year is officially over, I wanted to share some of my favorite fics that I read, alongside some of my own fics that I’m particularly proud of. There are also a handful of stats because hey, I have the data and numbers are fun.
Fics I Read (Stats)
In 2022, I read 293 fics about 122 relationships (either platonic or romantic) across 70 different fandoms, totaling 1,286,019 words. July and December saw me reading the most (over 300k words each month), in both cases helped along by Hannibal hyperfixations, as well as the reveals for Yuletide 2022 on Christmas leading to a final end-of-the-year boost.
Surprising no one, my most read fandom was Star Wars at 42 fics, followed by Hannibal (32), Ted Lasso (25), the Marvel Cinematic Universe (18), and Our Flag Means Death and Dimension 20 tied at 13 fics each.
My ship stats are proof that am (with the occasional exception) a multi-shipper, with Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter rocketing up to the top of the list at 31 fics, followed by Trent Crimm/Ted Lasso (18), Poe Dameron/Rey (12), Blackbeard/Stede Bonnet (10), and Ziggy Berman/Nick Goode from Fear Street just barely sneaking into the top 5 with 7 fics. I also read 21 fics that had no relationship tags at all.
Considering how frequently I do peruse the authors' profiles of fics that I enjoy in search of more to read, I don't read multiple fics by the same author as much as I would expect; out of 223 authors read throughout the year, I read multiple fics by 38 people, with a truly comical drop from the top author, blackleaders, at 20 fics (lmao hi nym), to 5 authors who are tied at 4 fics each (simplyprologue, Miss_M, apacketofseeds, saturni-stellis, and postcardmystery).
But that's enough numbers. Here are some fics I read for the first time in 2022 that really moved me.
Fics I Read (Recs)
Tangled by thingswithwings Community | Annie Edison/Abed Nadir and Troy Barnes/Abed Nadir | 28,327 words | Explicit
"Do you want me to go down on you?" Abed asks, one afternoon, when they're watching My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic.
like petrol soaked paper and fireworks by simplyprologue The Conjuring | Ed Warren/Lorraine Warren | 5,285 words | Explicit
He’s alive, she reminds himself, the ghost of the exertion from pulling him to safety tensing her muscles. He’s alive, and she’s alive, and she is so, so mad at him. “I’m… you made me out like I was some big hero in London.” “You were,” he sputters.
and i would break my family's heart by sleepdraught Dimension 20 | Adaine Abernant & Aelwyn Abernant | 8,002 words | Teen
Her name is derived from Old Elvish. Aelwyn. Great future. In the archaic tongue, the words for future and forever are the same. Adaine’s name is also derived from Old Elvish. Second-born. In which Aelwyn Abernant puts abjurative shields up on everything, including herself, and she doesn't know what exists beneath all that when they're gone.
aqua vitae by nikomedes Dimension 20 | Sofia Bicicleta/Em | 9,324 words | Teen
“You invited me out,” Em reminds her, maybe awkwardly? It’s hard to tell when her face is literally cast in bronze. She reflects beautifully in the still pond, under the moonlight, wings pulled in close as if she’s a little chilly too. “I’d apologize for showing up late, but even the Umbral Arcana can only do so much about an angel flying over Verrazzano.” Sofia Lee, Em, and the moments in-between.
Wherever You're Going (I'm Going Your Way) by garmonbozias Fear Street | Ziggy Berman/Nick Goode | 13,583 words | Mature
Sometimes the villains win.
Such a warm commotion by whetherwoman Fire Island | Noah/Will | 8,691 words | Explicit
Everything's great and that's a problem for Noah.
Fortune Hath No Backward Bound by reserve Hannibal | Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter | 8,153 words | Explicit
“I know Francis was the dragon,” Will said, face turned into the fine fabric of Hannibal’s dress shirt. “But sometimes, here with you, living this life, I feel like I’ve accidentally run away with one.” "Left the maiden in distress behind and took the dragon for yourself, then?" Or, Hannibal and Will run away to Europe. Things go more or less as expected.
haarlem by spqr Hannibal | Will Graham/Hanibal Lecter | 6,825 words | Mature
“Hannibal,” he thinks he says. He gets told later that he doesn’t really say it at all, but that the entire police station—most of which is waiting outside in the rainy parking lot—hears his voice clattering around inside their skulls like someone standing on a roof banging pots and pans and screaming at the top of his lungs: HANNIBAL, HANNIBAL, HANNIBAL. [or: rude, exhausted telepath Will Graham]
res publica, res privata by thedevilchicken Hannibal | Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter | 2,348 words | Mature
When Hannibal puts his hands on him in public, Will knows it's for effect.
rise up with the dew by lickrish Hannibal | Will Graham/Hannibal Lecter | 10,149 words | Explicit
Will learns to relax. Hannibal yearns.
wild peaches by notbecauseofvictories Labyrinth | Jareth/Sarah Williams | 3,571 words | Teen
The morning after Sarah Williams defeats the Goblin King, she gets up and makes toast.
The Long Road by determamfidd The Lord of the Rings | Gimli/Legolas Greenleaf | 6,246 words | Teen
The world has changed. Middle-earth is no more. The Valar have departed, or they are dead. Only one remains to stir the dust of forgotten lands beneath his feet, waiting to fulfil his promise.
my hands have made some good mistakes by piratesails The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel | Lenny Bruce/Midge Maisel | 4,913 words | Teen
“Are you done for the night?” he asks. She doesn’t want to look him straight in the eyes in case he’s still got that look on him, so she goes for staring at the cigarette that’s crookedly dangling from his mouth. It’s really the worst idea she’s had since shoving her ivory skirt out of the window of that cab. “Why? Have you got some more things in your pockets you want to throw at me? Because, let me tell you, if you’re about to pull something out of there that’s going to leave a stain, I will not be held responsible for what I’ll do to you.”
but what if you kept me (i don’t dare dream) by Lacerta Moon Knight | Layla El-Faouly/Marc Spector | 5,141 words | Mature
"You said you came to Cairo on business," Layla explains when they stop at a river bank. "I figured you didn't have time to see the views." Marc thinks about the familiar landscape of the city seen from above, how he's seen the dawn and the sunset change the city with fiery colors – and smiles. Layla turns to look at him. Her face is framed by unruly curls, the night lights make her skin glow, and the warmth in her eyes sets a flame to Marc's heart. "Not views like this," he admits softly. - This is how Marc falls in love.
always 11pm somewhere by afterism Our Flag Means Death RPF | Rhys Darby/Taika Waititi | 5,870 words | Explicit
"Yeah," Taika says, his grin dirty and obvious despite the thousands of miles between them. "I've gone full LA wanker." "Proud of you," Rhys says, and then, because that's almost true, says, "Gone? You've been a wanker for decades!" Taika's dating again. Rhys couldn't be happier for him.
tannis root by arbitrarily Ready or Not | Alex Le Domas/Daniel Le Domas/Grace Le Domas | 10,190 words | Explicit
They have been married for six months. Together, they live at the Le Domas estate. Each morning she shrugs off the wrongness she wakes to, cold and close as a burial shroud. To herself she repeats the same thing Alex has told her, over and over again: Everything is fine. You are fine. You’re with family now.
Our Steps Will Always Rhyme by AnnabelleVeal Succession | Kendall Roy/Stewy Hosseini | 7,841 words | Explicit
Stewy had always been better at moderation than Kendall. Or, five times Stewy told Kendall no and one time he didn't.
L’Simchat Chaim by achoo_gesundheit Ted Lasso | Trent Crimm/Ted Lasso | 7,445 words | General Audiences
l'simchat chaim Hebrew, interjection :to the joy of living: Trent was still figuring out how that worked.
they will see us waving from such great heists by laiqualaurelote Ted Lasso | Trent Crimm/Ted Lasso | 21,110 words | Teen
"Trent Crimm, Interpol," says Trent, flashing his badge with a vindictive flair, "and I'll thank you to stop mucking up my crime scene, Mr - " "Ted Lasso, FBI," says the interloper, matching him badge for badge. Trent stares at the ID he is presented with. "How is that even a real person’s name?"
Up to Code by syllic The Way Way Back | Duncan & Owen | 5,564 words | Teen
Everything works out for everyone, because it should.
this love is glowing in the dark by pathstotread A Wrinkle in Time | Alex Murry/Kate Murry | 1,547 words | Mature
"On the night that Alex returns, after Meg has retrieved him from hell and brought him home, they all camp out in the family room, as if by some unspoken agreement that no one sleeps alone or lets Alex out of their sight." Kate and Alex, after.
Fics I Wrote (Stats)
In 2022 I wrote 128 fics about 79 relationships (either platonic or romantic) across 55 different fandoms, totaling 224,772 words. I wrote at least 10k words in every month except June.
I wrote 10 fics or more in four fandoms: Star Wars (18), Marvel Cinematic Universe (12), Dimension 20 (12), and Ted Lasso (10).
There were only a handful of relationships that I wrote more than once or twice, most significantly Trent Crimm/Ted Lasso (8) and Poe Dameron/Rey (6). I wrote 15 Reader-Insert fics across a variety of different fandoms. I also wrote 10 fics with no relationship tags.
I also got into fic exchanges this year! I found them a very exciting way to explore fandoms and ships that I might not otherwise have thought to write for; ultimately I wrote 54 fics (42% of my total fic output) as gifts in exchanges.
Picking some favorites among my own fics is hard as hell, but I managed to come up with a list of the ones that I'm particularly proud of!
Fics I Wrote (Recs)
all my worries, disintegrating The Conjuring | Ed Warren/Lorraine Warren | 2,654 words | Explicit
“What’s on your mind, hon?” That you can’t seem to stand still, she doesn’t say. That it doesn’t feel like we’re on the same page these days and a gazebo in our garden isn’t enough to change that. Lorraine knows her husband, so she starts smaller. “I’ve been thinking about the night we found the witch’s totem downstairs.”
Another First Kiss Dimension 20 | Cinderella/Rosamund du Prix | 528 words | Teen
Once upon a time, Rosamund du Prix was awoken by the kiss of a young woman with soft lips and softer skin, clad in the most glorious glass armor she had ever set eyes on.
There And Back Again Dimension 20 | Galfast Hamhead & Leiland | 2,205 words | Teen
For two years, Leiland had lain in wait. Collecting himself, refining his skills and becoming an entirely new man (so to speak) under Leiland Jr.’s leadership. And it was all leading to this moment, in which he would darken Hamhead’s doorway and finally deal her the agony which she so dearly deserved.
among many blue things The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel | Lenny Bruce/Midge Maisel | 586 words | Explicit
Midge didn’t realize she’d fallen silent until Lenny lifted up his head to blink at her from between her legs. “Y’know, I thought I was doing some good work down here, but if you wanna change it up…”
Cadential Motion Master and Commander | Jack Aubrey/Stephen Maturin | 1,405 words | Teen
“I’ll be frank with you, Captain, it’s a relief to finally have you in my chair. I was beginning to worry that you didn’t trust my expertise.” - Aubrey and Maturin discover that their first impressions of one another were borne out of some misunderstandings.
craving. Monty Python RPF | John Cleese/Michael Palin | 488 | Teen
Writing for this new venture – whatever the hell it was, these six of them and their daydreams – had proven to be invigorating and terrifying all at once, but through it all there was John.
if I could, I'd drown for hours Moon Knight | Marc Spector-centric | 451 words | Teen
Alcohol doesn’t hit Marc like it used to. It doesn’t simmer in his blood, it doesn’t seep into his brain and dull his senses.
pickup, pickup (a good book now) Our Flag Means Death | Blackbeard/Stede Bonnet | 401 words | General Audiences
The desolation would have been less apparent if Edward had done anything in the interim to fill up the space.
party crasher The Princess Diaries | Nicholas Devereaux/Mia Thermopolis | 597 words | General Audiences
Mia tosses and turns in her sleeping bag for the better part of an hour before concluding that she just might need to abandon her own party.
chasing the ghosts away Scream | Mark Kincaid/Sidney Prescott | 189 words | Mature
Sidney still called him Detective sometimes, after.
Patina Star Wars | Obi-Wan Kenobi/Reader | 8,781 words | Explicit
You first encounter him at twenty, when your mother receives a call from an old friend named Qui-Gon Jinn. She’s always had quite a number of old friends, cloaked figures at varying stages of haggard who come through your house for a few days at a time in search of a place to rest their heads in your isolated part of the galaxy. With them, they always bring lightsabers, small and peculiar gifts of gratitude, and fantastical stories of adventure. This old friend brings with him a queen’s handmaiden, not much younger than you. He brings news of political sabotage and an urgent request for food, water, and supplies to repair his ship.
your love is sunlight Star Wars | Poe Dameron/Reader | 2,987 words | Explicit
First thing on the agenda: Poe Dameron is going to wash his kriffing hair. Second thing on the agenda: Poe is going to find you.
lovers alone wear sunlight Succession | Gerri Kellman/Roman Roy | 1,741 words | Teen
“I’m here to see Gerri Kellman. Just say it’s her ex-boy toy.” [Roman pays Gerri a surprise visit, after.]
Be As You've Always Been Ted Lasso | Trent Crimm/Ted Lasso | 8,202 words | Explicit
“I’d like to be clear about something up front,” Trent said carefully. “I don’t expect an answer right away. In fact, I think it would be wise for you to give some thought to what Keeley is asking of you. And we can talk it over until… what’s that colourful phrase you Americans like to use?” Ted chanced a smile. “’Til the cows come home?” “That’s the one.” - Keeley asks Ted to speak at the first event she's worked since starting her own firm, but his anxiety gets in the way.
Chrysalis Ted Lasso | Ted Lasso & Jamie Tartt | 1,964 words | Teen
“I’d’ve thought you’d be out celebrating with the team,” Ted said at last. “Yeah, I was for a while. Just…” Jamie sniffed, leaning forward to examine a stain on the bar that had probably been there for decades. “Got bored, I guess.”
if the years are all gone (series) Ted Lasso | Trent Crimm/Ted Lasso | 53,722 words | Teen
Nearly two decades before Rebecca Welton hires Ted Lasso as AFC Richmond's new manager, Trent Crimm spends a semester abroad in the midwestern United States. Everything unfolds a little bit differently from there.
Once In A Lifetime (sequel to This Must Be The Place) Triple Frontier | Santiago Garcia/Reader | 12,258 words | Explicit
After circling around your attraction for hours, Santi brings you back home to wait out the snowstorm that brought you into his bar. Once there, you learn more about the lonely man who's taken a liking to you and become increasingly aware of just what you'll be missing if you walk away from him in the morning.
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Since I'm finally almost done with this wip:
"Christ, pet, love how husky your voice gets when you beg for me."
Angel heard Spike shifting around over the phone, and he could see in his mind, that lithe, pale, naked body spreading out over the small bed in his basement apartment, that always eager cock jutting up to lay flat against his abdomen, little drops of pre-cum oozing out to fill his navel. He had to swallow back the pooling saliva at the thought of dipping his tongue into that little indent to lap up the slick essence collecting there.
"Tell me."
"I'm gettin' to it, pet, had to make myself more comfy first. So, there I was, bathin' as usual, my tight, hard, body all soaped up and wet, when I remembered that scrap we had last night with that vamp nest. Bloody good time that was, luv, watching you dust those buggers, the smell of your lucious blood in the air when one of 'em got a lucky scratch in. Made me hard then and there, sight of you with that coat swirlin' round you, savage and free as you let Angelus out to play a bit."
"Fuck."
"Yeah, and jus' thinking of that, just rememberin' how you looked, and smelt, Christ, it gave me a stiffy that could batter down the gates of bloody Troy. Knew it weren't gonna just go away on its own, not with you in my head. Had to wrap my soaped up hand around it. Needed to cum."
Angel groaned, his hand stroking steadily along his throbbing cock, the foreskin fully retracted now, fat drops of pre-cum slicking the way as his thumb circled over the head. God, he loved hearing his Childe in the throes of lust, that deep, raspy timbre it took on as he let himself get lost in his arousal.
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tododeku-or-bust · 1 year
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have you ever watched troy: fall of a city? if not don’t (it’s pretty bad) but patroclus & achilles are Black and the actor who plays patroclus is so beautiful, i think of him when i read your fics that aren’t in the hades/parent verse
BOTH OF EM?!? Let me go look this up-
Oh they are BLACK Black! Like no questioning it, no ambiguous, Black! Okay!! I tell you what, i have NEVER thought they'd let anybody other than a blond white man be Achilles; which is funny bc there are Black people with blond/"tawny" hair, so i could still make the argument if i wanted to, but i let y'all keep him in exchange for doing whatever i want with Patroclus and Briseis 🤣
I swear it's a conspiracy that some shows be diverse and shitty as an excuse for producers to say no more diversity 🤣😭 cuz yeah it don't look very good tbh. WOW! Okay! I mean, this isn't what Pat looks like in my universe, but i am DELIGHTED to know that he was still Black in your mind, like 🙏🏾 good job, excellent taste, anon.
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