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He's the Boss Part 1(Bull Randleman x F!Reader)
Guys I don't know how I feel about this. Ah! There is a second part, yay, but let me if this one is good. If it's not I can write another one. IDK ahh having imposter syndrome. I feel like it's not good, which makes me sad. I was so excited for the story. I feel bad if it's trash cause I hyped it up. Based on the HBO show and the actors who portray the characters, no hate to the people involved.
I stifle my laughter seeing Perconte’s small figure clinging onto the back of Bull. Poor Perco got shot in the ass, and George owed me a fiver. I made my way over to the radio-man already grinning at him. He rolled his eyes knowing what I was smiling about.
“I’m not making any more bets with you Y/N!” He huffed, coughing up the cash. I pocketed it with a chuckle.
“You say that every time Luz!” I told him.
“What can I say, I'm a gambling man.” He grinned at me, as I gave him a playful elbow. He slapped me on the back as we walked to the house we made our base. We were all weary from the long stay in Bastogne, it was one of the hardest stints I’ve had in the paratroopers. We lost a lot of good men. However there was some relief, we had finally taken Foy. Which was one of the attacks we had been dreading for a while. I think we were all ready for a break but it wasn’t to be, ordered to go forth and take more towns that the Germans occupied. But for tonight we finally had a roof over our head and some proper shelter from the freezing cold.
We made our way into the house, the men quickly claiming their spots on the floor with their gear. Luz fortunately was thoughtful enough to save me a spot beside him.
“How’s your ass Perco?” I asked as we stepped over the man who was lying on the floor being tended to by Gene.
“Never had any complaints!” He retorted quickly, sending Luz and I into hysterics. Bull rested next to him, keeping him company. I straighten. “Sir.” I said, clearing my throat. He glanced at me unamused at my antics.
The Sergeant had never liked me. I’m not sure why, maybe because I mucked around with Luz all the time. I was serious when I needed to be but more often than not I was getting into mischief. Bull had never said anything to me or scolded me. But his disappointed stare was all he needed to send in my direction to send me running with my tail between my legs. He intimidated me. someone that large was intimidating, he didn’t have to say a thing.
“Give me your smokes, Y/N.” George nudged me as we got comfy on the floor.
“No way! People pay good money for these!” I shook my head. I didn’t smoke like everyone else, which meant I could use the packs to my advantage. I would trade and sell them to the other men when they ran out. I had gotten a lot of neat things by trading my packs. But George, who smoked like a chimney, was always bugging me for freebies.
“Oh come on Y/N!” He pouted.
“Fine! Fine! You’re a dick you know that.” He grinned happily as I handed him one of the hoarded packs I had in my bag. Picking one out he quickly lit it, puffing away. He offered me the smoke to which I shook my head.
“Where do you think Bull gets all his Cigars? I mean those aren’t part of the ration packs are they?” I asked, watching the man, he always had a cigar hanging from his lips. It always baffled me where they came from.
“Eh, I don’t know, never thought about it.” George shrugged.
“George, you don’t think about anything.” I said knocking on his skull proving my point that it was empty up there.
I watched Bull curiously. He was one of the quieter men in the company. He liked to sit and watch, rather than join in on the shenanigans. But whenever he did speak everyone hung on his every word. Even if it was only one comment it would be the funniest comment of the whole night. That would have everyone keeling over in laughter. He would just grin. When I first met the man I assumed he would be a brute, a man of that stature was surely big and scary. But he was kind and soft spoken in his thick country accent. No one really took too kindly to me though in the beginning, I was a replacement, and a female one at that. They all avoided me, scattered when I walked into a conversation, like I was infectious. After weeks of trying to prove my worth to the original Easy company men, I had befriended George. Well I say befriend, he says bribe. If he talked to me for more than a couple of sentences I would give him some smokes. So at first he would only talk to me to get smokes, but he found that we were similar and had become good friends. Always joking and laughing. He still says he only hangs out with me for the free smokes. But it’s ok I have him trained well. Bull was one of the ones who still hadn’t warmed up to me, I seemed to be able to make friends with the rest of the men. But the tall man was an enigma. If he was so kind and gentle, why did he dislike me so?
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Gun fire pelted down on our position as we crouched behind a rock wall. Every time I poked my head up to see if the cost was clear the shooting would start again.
“Goddammit they got us pinned.” I yelled over the noise to the men I hid with.
We needed to move forward into the town for this attack to be successful. It was currently not going the way we had planned.
“Shifty!” I called our sharpshooter over to help me.
“I need you to take out that sniper!” He nodded looking over the wall, only for us to flinch back as the machine gun fired on our position.
“I can’t, not with him firing at us like this!” I sighed, racking my brain for a way we could distract them.
“You’ve had an idea.” Shifty said, watching my face as if he had seen the mental light bulb go off in my brain.
“Don’t let him shoot me Shifty!” I said to him, he gave me a curt nod. I shuffled my way to the end of the wall, I took a deep breath. I stood up from my position, sprinting forward. The sniper was on me in seconds, bullets landing close to me, I could feel them whooshing past my face. Anytime now Shifty. I thought as I ran as fast as I could, the sniper barely missing me each time. I looked back over my shoulder to our original position, I could see Shifty but he wasn’t shooting. He motioned to one of the other men for another gun. Oh shit! Not looking where I was going, I stumbled, falling forward onto my hands and knees. Oh fuck! I was now a sitting duck, fun fact it’s easier to hit a still target than a moving one, which right now I currently am. I groaned out in pain as one of the bullets finally hit its target, lodging itself in my arm.
“Y/N!” I heard booming across the open field. “Get your ass moving!” Bull and his men hunched behind a broken down car. I got to my feet, making my way quickly over to where Bull was. The Sniper was hot on my tail, hitting the ground I had just left behind me. So close, so close! I dove forward, careening into Bull’s open arms. He caught me, but the force at which I flew was stronger than we both expected, as we fell back in a heap on the ground. I panted, my lungs burned from the effort. I sighed in relief at being safe again. I pushed myself off of the man, clearing my throat in an awkward way.
“Thank you Sarge!” I said straightening myself, and putting my helmet back on my head.
“What the hell were you thinking private, are you trying to get yourself killed?” Bull yelled angrily at me. My eyes widened. I don’t think I have ever heard him use that tone of voice with anyone. I flushed with embarrassment.
“I was just a distraction for Shifty.” I replied, my voice slightly shaky.
“Don’t ever do that again, you hear!” He reprimanded me. I nodded my head, tears welling in my eyes. It was one thing to be told off, but to be scolded by the Sergeant that never raised his voice at anyone, was humiliating.
“We’re moving out, Y/N you’re with us now!” I didn’t have time to be upset, we were in the middle of an assault, for christ sake. I took a breath, gathering my thoughts. I followed behind Bull’s team of men.
The assault was a success. I had found Shifty afterwards to ask him what had happened. His gun got jammed, he did eventually get the sniper with someone else's gun. We finally had cleaned up the town and were getting ready for the night.
“Y/N I heard you were up to no good today. Being told off by Bull.” George grinned at me punching me in the shoulder.
“OW!” I flinched away holding my arm, George laughed, then realised the tears in my eyes.
“Oh shit, Y/N are you ok?” He looked concerned, tears spilling down my cheeks.
“I got shot, I forgot. I had so much adrenaline, I guess I didn’t feel the pain.” We had been so busy, and I was so caught up in my own head about Bull yelling at me I completely forgot I had been injured.
“You forgot? Medic!” George looked shocked. Gene rushed over quickly, as everyone also looked. It was late in the evening to declare a wound.
“What happened?” Gene asked, also confused.
“She got shot and apparently forgot.” George tells the medic.
“Come on.” Gene moves me to a more private room, away from everyone else. I take off my jacket and top, leaving me in my white t-shirt. I lift the sleeve to expose the wound. I look down at my arm which is covered in dried blood down to my wrist. The bullet hole itself looked red and angry, a perfect circle had been punched into my skin.
“The bullet is still in there.” Gene said as he assessed the laceration. “I have to get it out, or it could cause infection. It’s going to hurt.” I nodded defeated. I watched him pick up big tweezers, and my stomach dropped. I turned away when he moved towards the wound with the instrument. Not wanting to see him plunge them into my skin. I winced, trying my best not to make any noise. I bite on my lip, trying to remain as still as possible for the medic. I gripped onto my leg, digging my nails into my flesh. My eyes shot open when I felt my hand being taken off my leg and squeezed. To my surprise Bull sat in front of me clasping my hand in his. It caught me so off guard I forgot I was trying to be quiet.
“AHH.” I yelped as I felt Gene twisted the tweezers in my skin. I gripped onto Bull’s hand tightly.
“Sorry Y/N, almost there, you’re doing good.” Gene muttered as he concentrated.
“Breath, Y/N!” Bull ordered, I hadn’t noticed but I was holding my breath as Gene worked. I gulped in air. Bull nodded, reassuring me. My cheeks were wet with my tears.
“Got it!” I heard the bullet clatter into the metal kidney dish Gene had with him. I sigh with relief, thankful the ordeal was over. He finished the dressing, leaving Bull and I in the room by ourselves. I didn’t speak, feeling awkward.
“Y/N I wanted to apologise for today.” Bull started, in his low country drawl. It was so smooth and silky, I’m sure if he read me a bedtime story I would be asleep in seconds.
“I only reacted like that because I was concerned.” I laughed, his brows furrowed with my reaction.
“You were concerned about me?” I asked unsure if I had heard him correctly.
“Yes. Why is that so hard to believe?” He asked, genuinely confused.
“Well, you hate me.” His eyebrows shot up, surprised by my accusation.
“I don’t hate you. Who told you that?” He leaned forward, resting his elbow on his knees. He looks pissed.
“No-no one, I just thought.” Saying this out loud to him now makes me feel stupid.
“You just thought what?” He squints at me, tilting his head for emphasis.
“You always glare at me.” I defend myself. “And you don’t talk to me.”
“You avoid me!” He counteracts. “You run away from me.”
“Well because…” He waits for my answer.
“I think there has been some miscommunication between us, don’t you think?” I nod.
“Well Y/N I can tell you now I certainly don’t hate you, in fact I quite like you. You’re good for the men, especially George, someone needs to keep him on a leash.” My mouth falls open, never in a million years would I have expected those words to come from Bull’s mouth. “I think we got off on the wrong foot. I will admit I was weary of you in the beginning. But that was because you were a replacement and the men we have had in the past have not been the best soldiers. You on the other hand, you did good.” I felt my face flush, I wanted to pinch my cheek, surely I was dreaming. Bull’s laughter shocked me, big and booming it filled the small room we sat in. It was rich in tone, just like his voice. I liked his laugh.
“Don’t look so shocked, darling!” He chuckles, he pulls his gun from the floor, opening the butt of it. From the compartment he pulls his signature cigar, he lights it, inhaling deeply as it glows a cherry red. He blows out the smoke, leaning back in his chair.
“I think I’ve sent you into shock.” He joked, pulling me from my surprise.
“I just-I don’t think I have heard you speak so much in one go.” He laughs again, a smile forms on his lips. My heart fluttered, it felt nice to make him laugh.
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“Y/N get off George, the poor man can’t breathe.” Bull said from behind me, he had walked in on me attacking George, poking him in his sides until he couldn’t breath from laughing. He had been teasing me insistently about Babe having a crush on me. Babe did not have a crush on me. We were friendly and that’s all it was, but George liked to wind me up. I stood up giving Bull a toothy grin as he shook his head, but a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
“Bull, thank god you came, I thought she was about to kill me.” I sent a look to George, it wasn’t a threat but a promise that I would get him again if he wasn’t careful.
“Look at her, those eyes, she’s a killer I tell you.” George pointed at me. Bull chuckled.
After I had figured out that Bull in fact did not hate me like I suspected, we turned into close friends. We were polar opposites but we worked well together. I was a chatter-box and he was a listener. But I could get him to say more than any of the other men in the company could. He had the most interesting stories. I would listen intently as he spoke, sometimes getting distracted, just listening to his voice. His velvety rich accent always gave me goosebumps, so I would get him to talk as much as I could just so I could hear him speak. I found that he was just a big teddy bear. Very country boy, raised on manners and good faith. I liked to call him Ferdinand the bull off of the cartoon of the sweet bull who would rather sit and smell flowers than fight. It perfectly encapsulated the Sergeant. He was so gentle in everything he did. I didn’t want to admit it but I had grown quite attached to him, and differently to the other men of Easy. I made all the men laugh all the time, sure it felt good. But when Bull laughed at my jokes, I felt giddy. When he smiled at me my heart fluttered. I have never felt this from anyone. But I was sure it was just because I looked up to him, and not literally. He was my boss so of course I wanted to impress him.
“Bull, we are going to one of the pub’s tonight are you coming?” I sidled up to the man as he walked. His eyes flick down to look at me, as he puffs on his cigar. I smiled up at him.
“Sure I will, just because you asked.” I grin, I hold onto his arm giving it a squeeze.
“Alright, get to your task, Y/N.” He shoos me away with a small smirk.
“Yes Sir.” He laughs as I salute him walking away.
“Is he coming?” George asks from behind me, I turn, nodding my head. “See I told you he would come if you asked!” He wiggles his eyebrows.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” I scoff mocking offence.
“Oh please, you two are smitten with each other!” I glare at him, as he stares at me with wide eyes.
“George you think I’m smitten with everyone, five minutes ago you said that Babe and I had something with each other.” I point out to him as we walk to help with the stock take.
“But I actually mean it with you and Bull. I have seen the way you two look at each other.” He pouts, fluttering his eyelashes, pretending to be me. I shake my head, shoving him.
“Ok if it's about how we look at each other, then you and that hershey bar you were eating the other day were totally in love.” I mimic the way he ate the bar, moaning with each bite.
“You’re not wrong, that hershey bar really rocked my world.” He grinned at me.
“You’re gross.” But we crack up laughing.
#I am so sorry if this is trash#maybe I can save it with the next part#bull randleman x reader#bull randleman#George Luz#Shifty Powers#Perco#band of brothers#band of brothers fanfic#hbo war#band of brothers imagine#fanfic
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— Yandere! Batfam would never hurt you. The world would sooner burn down or the sun would go out. Either way, you wouldn't have to worry. They'd hold you close, keep you warm and safe. That was what they liked to believe.
— The dreams that most would take as nightmares but to them turned into something more biblical, like visions sent to warn them of the dying of the human race— or, worse, just you— clouded there judgement for months up until that fateful day.
— Yandere! Batfam thinks, maybe, just maybe, if they had thought with a clearer mind, you could have been saved. You wouldn't have fallen from such a great height and sunk like a stone, into the bottom of the sea.
— Yandere! Batfam wouldn't have brought you there with them at all, if they weren't so paranoid. So hell-bent and sure of themselves.
— Yandere! Batfam jumped in after you, into the icy water but you were already gone. In the dark, under prepared. They spent hours out there in search for you, until daylight and until dusk again.
— Yandere! Batfam knows that you were never meant to be there in the first place. The blame is fully on them but none of them want the crushing guilt resting fully on their own chest, so everyone's at each others throat like starving dogs, fighting for a bone that— that doesn't even exist. Being guiltless, being clean after what just happened.
— Maybe it turns into something more like a fight for territory in the end, after time passes and they know you are gone for good.
— The vision of who you were, contorting and twisting and being molded into something other each day when someone else says something. A story of who you were that doesn't match their narrative of every member of Yandere! Batfam.
— Yandere! Batfam all had slightly different versions of you inside of their head. All perfect, of course, but different. They don't want their perfect vision of you to be tampered with when it's all they have left of you.
— Jason leaves immediately, cursing God and Bruce. Spitting venom at anyone he can and in the privacy of the hide out he runs to, himself. He turns to bad habits quickly.
— A few others follow his lead, just a few weeks later. One by one, half of the Yandere! Batfam split apart and the remaining few who still live in the same home start to feel dead themselves.
— It's been a long time since it's been this quiet in the manor. Everyone in Yandere! Batfam looks sick and pale, like a bunch of ghosts living out the same day over and over again.
— Although they still fight for what they believe in, to save the innocent, to protect Gotham, they're much more like walking dead now. Gotham's cursed protectors, rising every night and dying every morning.
— Something broke in Yandere! Batfam that day. Of course it did.
— If they ever managed to figure out you weren't stuck at the bottom of the ocean, that you had survived and this had all been one cruel plan you had careful devised throughout the year they had you?
— Yandere! Batfam wouldn't stop their hunt for you, like blood sniffing hounds ready to go all the way to the gates of hell to retrieve you. Even further, into the depths of hell, if need be.
— They were bad before, (Y/n), but now something is BROKEN inside of them.
— You must remain as dead as the bottom of the sea, if you ever wish to remain free...
#i am so fatigued so not proof read or edited#sorry if this is trash#yandere#yandere batfam#yandere x reader#batfam#platonic yandere#platonic yandere batfam#yandere headcanons#yandere x darling#yandere bruce wayne#yandere jason todd#yandere dick grayson#yandere tim drake#yandere damian wayne#batfam yandere#yandere batman#yandere dc
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Victorians in general: Eh Dracula is trash, we like The Beetle better ://
Arthur Conan Doyle: BEST BOOK EVER I HAVE THREE NEW BLORBOS NOW!!
#dracula daily#sorry i am so endeared by this#contemporary critics were RUTHLESS about dracula#and considered it pulp trash#so learning ACD is One of Us and a fellow mina and lucy appreciator is A++
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im so fucking useless
#all I do is consume without contributing anything to society#i feel so guilty for eating breathing taking up space buying things producing trash wasting people's time and energy#literally my existence has no meaning#why am i alive#literally w.o.r.t.h.l.e.s.s.#tw depressive#tw depressing thoughts#tw depression#depressing shit#sorry for being depressing#im exhausted#i hate everything#i hate my self#more than anyone else#i dread having to exist#self h@te#i'm sad#mentally tired#vent#venting#personal
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I have always wanted to believe in ignorance over malice, but in the 2024 us elections...
I think it's both.
and I'm not sure if I can see Trump supporters as human beings anymore.
#us politics#us elections#donald trump#they are the enemy#im sorry#theyve snapped whats left of my patience and compassion#you want to rot in your white trash trailers where your kids can barely eat and read bc u believed a senile racists lies to stay out of jail#then do it#im done#hes never helped you nor has any politician youve ever voted for#but if thats all youre smart enough for#if thats the best your mind can do#then maybe you deserve it#but i am sorry to the non americans out there#you do not deserve this#and i am so sorry
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finished (please reblog that one!)
don't know shit about this fandom but my friend showed me the youtube videos and i was like oooooo… i have no idea what kinger looks like.
anywho; sketches. will probably clean these up & color properly at some point bc jax got so stretched that he is approximately 3 pixels now. but until then i figured i'd just put it out here bc i have to do college instead of drawing now!
#lychee's trash art#tadc#the amazing digital circus#tadc gangle#tadc zooble#tadc ragatha#tadc pomni#tadc jax#tadc fanart#probably won't make any more but who knows; you never know#have not really posted as of late but oh god the world is burning and i'm going to fail so yay#side tangent but in my head pomni is soooo filipino and i can't explain why;;;;#if there's elements of other people's designs sorry i just kinda scroll and absorb sometimes#if anyone sees this yell at me if you want credit and i'll take your word for it#i'm queuing this at three am as per usual... if this wasnt scuffed id be worried to miss something#y'know the Critical Detail. always happens man.#(3am = the only time left to draw if i'm lucky)#tadc human
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Oh look what day it is again!
Happy Hobbit Day to all who celebrate! Here's a rushed doodle to assure you guys that I am in fact still out there somewhere on earth.
#the man the myth the legends#one shiny#my trash#/end classification tags#i am so sorry that i wasn't able to do the month of being back on tumblr like i was hoping to this summer#time got away from me and i ended up doing very little art#i still want to do it#especially since i have gotten some very nice messages in my ask inbox lately and would like very much to reply to them#but i can't say exactly when it might happen#i have a few pieces set aside for whenever it is but not enough for a whole month and i want to do it PROPERLY with a post every day#anyway about the drawing#this isn't any particular character#i just wanted to draw a hobbit sitting and fishing and being happy#i wanted to have it finished in time for it to go up when it's still hobbit day across much of the world so it's quite sloppy#but i like it anyway#and i'm a quite lazy artist when i'm just drawing for fun so i suppose this is pretty par for the course
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TWELVE AND CLARA IN SERIES 8
You betrayed me. You betrayed my trust, you betrayed our friendship, you betrayed everything that I've ever stood for. You let me down! Then why are you helping me? Why? Do you think I care so little for you that betraying me would make a difference?
#i am trash for them and i am sorry about it#doctor who#dwedit#dwgifs#twelve#twelfth doctor#clara oswald#twelveclara#whouffaldi#dws8#peter capaldi#jenna coleman#gif warning#long post#they are genuinely so insane#and this is only series 8#just you all wait until i get to my series nine rewatch#there will not be a coherent thought in my head
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i may be really reaching here but when crowley says 'who tried very hard to kill you, to cast you into hellfire and destroy you', that's the only reason he gives to hating gabriel. he's not willing to give this clearly ditzy and amnesic archangel a single chance because he was involved in aziraphale's execution and he clocked that he's a generally shitty guy. he doesn't say 'he's an asshole' or anything like that, it's the only reason he gives.
plus, he says 'he's not OUR friend'. He could have easily said 'he's not YOUR friend', but gabriel's actions was an attack on crowley as well as aziraphale, as crowley was the one to stand in the burning bookshop, thinking that his angel had been killed, and was ordered to step into hellfire in a cutthroat manner posed as aziraphale. it gets to the point to the point where aziraphale, the one who was attempted to be executed and has been pushed around by gabriel all his life, gives gabriel more slack than crowley, who only knows gabriel off of the fact that a. he tried to kill azi b. he's been treating azi badly for millenia
plus, we don't know if he knew gabriel before he fell from heaven, and if he did, he doesn't mention it in the 'why gabriel is a bad person so he should not be our adopted son 101' mini presentation, so if he did know gabriel before and gabriel was most likely part of the falling, he doesn't mention anything like 'i knew him before he was a dick', because the ONLY THING that matters to crowley is that gabriel's a dick to aziraphale, something that even AZIRAPHALE HIMSELF cast aside because he wanted to help gabriel, it doesn't matter what gabriel did to him, it doesn't matter that he inadvertantly tried to execute crowley, it only matters what he did to azi, and he's afraid that he'll do it again now he's back. crowley is so scared to lose aziraphale again it's insane also... 'precious, peaceful, fragile'... sideye
#where was i going with this#who knows#but anyway#these fuckers are in lo- *neil gaiman shoots me*#ineffable husbands#good omens#good omens 2#crowley#aziraphale#aziracrow#archangel gabriel#analysis#to all of my non gomens followers . i am so sorry i am becoming such gomens trash right now#this is the most i’ve obsessed over a fandom since owl house 2022 itsg
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Every so often I see... interesting takes about Zemo that leave me questioning if we... all saw the same stuff.
Like, you know he commanded a death squad before his fam even died, right? This man is not a good dude. Sure, maybe it was in the name of his country but also... his country was a shit show and he said as much.
So I am absolutely perplexed by the number of "he wouldn't do x" and "why does everyone make him so toxic" kinds of things. He actively waterboarded Vasily Karpov like one of the first times we saw him. He was put in the RAFT because he is a fucking terrorist.
This feels like another one of those things I guess that reminds me of Hannibal. Him being polite doesn't make him any less of a cannibal. You can be both polite and a bad person.
#Zemo#lil rant am sorry#is this what woobification is?#Is this why I am reacting so strongly about this?#My poor group chat every time I come across this because I react viscerally#To each their own on headcanons I guess#Live and let live#But I am PERPLEXED.#Anyway I'm going to continue to enjoy Zemo being a piece of shit trash man who might occassionally show a soft spot if it benefits him#rant#In case clarification is needed this is very much about people who seem to make him really sweet/kind#And then talk about how other people are weirdos or freaks for acknowledging canon and liking him anyway??
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Do you have any favorite naruto fics you’d recommend? Any pairing, complete or not, on-hiatus, gen, oneshots, anything is fine lol
I was legitimately just pruning my bookmarks the other day!! thank you so much for asking.
I don't read too much fanfic these days, and I'm picky when I do--only about grammar/punctuation and immersion though. I ship a LOT of stuff (I guess The Youth would call me a proshipper) and although I never read darkfic, I don't shy away from weirder kinks and unhealthy relationship stuff.
categorizing by pairing, if applicable. some of them are smutty, and please note that the first 3 come from FFN which doesn't have a tagging system, but there is some SA CW I'll give in advance.
KAKASAKU | my first OTP! formative fics that totally reshaped my understanding of what fanfiction could be, and how well-written chemistry can make it or break it
HOUSE OF CROWS is the quintessential kakasaku fanfic. it was written during shippuden and so is canon divergent because of that, but also tells a comprehensive story of its own right that is intriguing and well planned. excellent characterization and world building. leaves me gutted in the best way on my yearly reread.
DUTY BEFORE HONOR is another silvershine classic. I don't reread is as often as House of Crows but they are just about equal in quality. again, the chemistry between them is off the charts, and the world feels so alive.
WILL OF FIRE for me is up there with House of Crows in being essential kakasaku reading. cynchick is a multisaku champion and a wonderful storyteller. the stakes in this one are stressful, the romance tense and believable, and we once again get lovely world building and great chemistry.
ITAKISA | a pairing near and dear to me, because men who do everything wrong are so deeply relatable. they both know they don't deserve anything good ever again but they found each other!!!! ARE YOU GUYS SEEING THIS--
A SHARK HIDDEN INN THE LEAVES doesn't have my favorite version of Kisame, but he's plenty close enough. it's a lengthy oneshot that got me into certain *ahem* kinks. it is a very fun and wild fic that is entirely self-aware of how absurd it's being, and manages to have nothing but sincerity at the same time (and I highly recommend the author's other stories as well)
AN ORCHESTRA PLAYING ON, INSANE is a modern AU (extremely rare in my bookmarks) that absolutely tore my heart out. god is it SO much to ask for these losers to be happy?! yes, it is, and I love every moment of it
MADAMITO | a rarepair I am SUCH a sucker for that has some of the most talented authors writing for it. lots of them have ot3 elements between them and hashirama, often angsty, but stuff like that is part of the appeal for me, lol
A HANDFUL OF SKY is an unfinished fic that I genuinely think about like once a week. if it ever updates then I will be over the moon. technically hashimadamito but it hadn't quite gotten there yet
LIKE ALTARS is just such a beautiful piece of writing, mostly on madara. it is everything, that is all
BLOOD AND RIVER WATER is more mito-centric but has one of my favorite madaras of all time
YOURS ARE RATTLED BONES is another short, mito-centric but gut-wrenching piece featuring the opposite type of madara from the last one
OTHER | character-centric stuff that isn't necessarily shippy but also doesn't have a very "gen" vibe either?
A SERPENT IN THE RICE is a little series about orochimaru that makes me feel so so so many things. highly recommended
HERETIC is such a love letter to kushina, and kurama too. cannot stress enough how much I adore this one
there's a few others that I probably won't link on tumblr, mostly unhealthy and/or "problematic" smut hhfhdj but maybe I'll make a public rec list on ao3 for these different categories and stuff like that.
but yeah that's pretty much it!!! I know it's not a huge list with a lot of variety but it's what I've enjoyed over the last 15+ years in the naruto fandom.
#user728299292#kakasaku#kisaita#madamito#I am SOOOO hesitant to tag all this stuff because I know how divisive kksk is. but sakura has been a grown adult in canon for 10 years now#so yknow. here I am. tagging kksk out in the open!!#also sorry I know I've been writing a lot of madasaku lately but I really don't read it at all...same with itasaku. mostly because those 2#have a really specific vibe that I prefer to read with them. that other people just don't typically have...so I wrote them how I wanted LMA#I'm so incredibly choosy with characterization and prose. it's gotta 'feel' right. I gotta feel like I'm stepping into another world#and ask literally anyone in my life...the dialogue CANNOT be bad#and my bar for bad is pretty high admittedly LMAO like ask ANYONE in my life...and this applies to movies tv shows books and fanfic#if the dialogue is trash I will DNF that shit soooo fast regardless of how interesting I found the premise/summary#ok ok I think that's all ENJOY!!!!#asks
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like a regular bin, not even recycled or anything
#poll#okay so uh#dont read the tags ahead unless you care about my little vent#my mom got me a hoodie in December from shein#even tho i had two very similar hoodies already both from better brands#still fast fashion but not as fast#and one of them was modded by me#but the hoodie was fucking soft and comfy and good length so it quickly became my favourite hoodie#according to my mother tho after a month she started complaining that it's ugly.#it had those little balls idk what they're called but#1 i don't fucking care#2 they're removable#so anyway fot the past week or two shes been complaining every time i wore the hoodie and today she screamed at me and threw it in the trash#she also kicked me but thats unrelated#and like even if she bought me a new identical one that wouldn't help at all cause she still threw my stuff in the trasg#and bought from a company that goes against my values#and she keeps excusing it like “its cheaper”#im sorry but buying one good thing and wearing it too death is cheaper than buying a hundred things you throw away after less than 3 months#so fucking sick of this!!!!!!!!#i have more than enough clothes too and am currently trying to get rid of some#BUT NOT LIKE THAT WHAT THE FUCK#btw my vinted is dupiarz it's mostly stuff from 2017-2020 so not really trendy but maybe youd like something#the pnly clothing i dont bother repairing and just throw out is underwear#but i do fix socks because good socks are good socks
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How high is the rent in Nijigao City that MADGUY just decided they were going to play a 1000 IQ move and live in a secret base?
#Ride Kamens#MADGUY#ライドカメンズ#マッドガイ#I keep calling them my trash boys but I say it so lovingly#Because I love them MADGUY have my whole existence if they cease so will I#Okay but I love the intro video where Araki and Agata are clearly at work and then here comes Kamui like LOL sorry not sorry I am beautiful#Fish Monger Agata still has my soul in a death grip like if he just looked at me and went “Sakana” I would give him all my money#Insanity Draws#Insanity of Mojiru
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i'm not exactly innocent of this and i am not defending her at all as a person, but sometimes when people criticize l!ly 0rchard, i can't help but side eye a liiiittle bit when they nitpick EVERYTHING about her writing... including stuff that i knowwww the average person wouldn't criticize a cis and/or male writer for doing.
and it bugs me more that you cant point that out without people going "omg its not transmisogynistic to criticize a bad youtuber!! look, we don't misgender her, dont we get a medal for that?"
#like the ''ewww she doesnt write male characters? she writes female characters??? shes got a woman fetish!!!!!'' thing i keep seeing#im sorry thats a weird ass thing to say about a transfem creator#''she wrote her self insert as a cis woman... thats kinda weirddd shes trivializing the trans experience... shes erasing trans people''#she is the trans people in question?#like idk i dont think lily's writing is bad bc she prefers to write women. i think its bad bc she's a shitty person and that leaks into#her work#this woman goes on about how her fans have shitty trash writing and shes the only good writer among them and thats the core of her bad writ#writing. to me anyways. anyone who's that spiteful and petty towards other creators is just prone to poor quality content#bc she doesnt respect other creatives so whats the chance that she respects the actual creative process yknow?#obligatory ''no this is not defending her as a person. i am not dismissing allegations. i am talking abt her work.'' tag
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to see the next part of the dream
#lychee's trash art#bnha#kamijirou#jirou#jirou kyouka#kyouka#kyouka jirou#kaminari#kaminari denki#denki#denki kaminari#every week i have a new favorite kami ship sorry#this time it's kmjr they're kinda neat should be canon idk#me queueing spontaneous art at three am again….#if tumblr nerfs the texture ig i'll just die#also i finally found a good cloud brush!#and an effective method of drawing grass! (a lot of lines)#this is so exciting i now know how to draw
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Happy International Don't Stab Your Best Friend Day!
Apologies for this being posted so late. IDSYBFD sneaked up on me this year like an elf on a rescue mission and I didn't remember about it until I saw all you wonderful people reblogging my previous years' posts. And then my tablet's stylus battery gave out five minutes into drawing, and right after I finished charging the stylus the tablet quit as well. We're lucky that I even managed to finish it before midnight in my current time zone.
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[Halls of Mandos] [elf 1:] "Holy ent bark, that's Beleg Strongbow of Doriath!" [elf 2:] "Well well, look who finally decided to show up!" [Fingon:] "Good to see you! (No hard feelings about not bringing more people to the battle, by the way.)" [elf 2:] "You know, rumor around here was you couldn't be killed. We've been taking bets on when you'd finally clock in." [elf 3:] "And in what manner." [elf 1:] "Obviously we all knew it would have to be some sort of crazy dangerous creature. Spiders the size of mountains or a horde of trolls at least." [elf 4:] "Or maybe a werewolf like Finrod. That was hardcore." [general clamor:] "So what was it? Balrog? An entire orc army? A dragon?? Someone told me a dragon was somewhere. Oh... ...I bet... ...see you taking on Sauron himself..." "Oh yeah, I bet it was a dragon!" "Multiple Balrogs?"
#beleg#fingon#the man the myth the legends#three shinies#everyone deserved better except mîm#my trash#is this actually funny or am i just tired#i'm sorry professor tolkien#just go read the book#/end classification tags#túrin isn't even in this comic rip#although his actions are obviously implied#so it counts i guess#and yeah i know this isn't my regular comic format#i was in too much of a hurry this evening to cut it into single comic frames so it goes left to right from top to bottom
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