#I'm a monster

[bibisrants]

GUYS I'M OVULATING SO FUCKING HARD RN AND I WANT THIS MAN SO BADLY LIKE I GENUINELY FEEL LIKE I'LL DIE IF I DONT GET A TASTE OF HIM WHICH MAKES IT SO MUCH WORSE LIKE UGHHHH ITS ACHING SO BAD 😩😩😩😩😩 why do I turn into an ANIMAL on my ovulation week and my tiktok fyp is full of HIM I CANT Y'ALL UGHH I NEED HIM SO SO SO BAAADDDDD GOT ME PURRING AND SHIT-

[atlassiix]

i like my men mentally ill and on the verge of collapse

[blenderheadill]

2. Firefly

I stay up past sundown, and I live in farmland now, so my bedroom light is awfully attractive to all the fireflies that live in the patch of woods 10ft from my window.

and I know because I find them dead inside of my junk drawers.

So, sorry fireflies, this one's for you.

[frightfullytreeish]

just caused Batman extreme psychological torment by showing him this bag as a joke

[paint1117iny]

[saguaroo1]

That feeling when you're writing a "quick crack fic" and turns out to be 3 times longer than what you planned and way more deep than what you wanted.

[a-broken-worthless-monster]

Unloveable, unimportant, no good, ugly and only useful for giving what little I can, not even useful for anything about me...

[vulpixisananimal]

ALSO!!! i've just been poking through some of your other posts and just discovered the bonnie angst, AAAAAAAAAAAAA

really cool tho!!!

WELCOME TO THE BONNIE NIGHTMARE ZONE

YOU THOUGHT THIS WAS JUST ABOUT SIFFRIN SYSTEM SHENANIGANS

NO

MEMORY OF SNAPPING BLAST

[erineaera]

Anecdote: When I designed my version of Sagau (Reader CreatorXHarbingers), I introduced a whole family line (the Nevaskys) so that Reader would have something to see other than our Harbingers.

[dufrau]

STEAK DINNER

CLEAN PLATE CLUB

Seriously every time I add weight my appetite goes sicko mode for like a week. I could have dessert right now. The growing boy!

[xfangheartx]

Summary- Blitzø tells Stolas how he really feels, and things do happen.

Preview:

  Buffy didn’t know why, but things were unusually quiet right now… and she did not like it. If there was anything she learned during those ten years she was living with the Vices (fuck them still), it was that when things got too quiet, that’s when things got bad. Buffy hated it when things were too quiet because it always made her nervous… well, more nervous than usual.

  That’s when there was a knock at the door.

  “That can’t be another client, can it?” asked Millie while Moxxie attempted to open the door, only for it to slam into him when it was thrown open by none other than Stolas, who was dressed in his royal attire… and he did not look the least bit happy.

  “…Hello, Your Highness…!!” Moxxie groaned while Millie ran over and pulled him out from between the door and the wall.

  “Um… can we help you, Prince Stolas-” Buffy started, only to squeak in fright as the demon owl glowered at her with his glowing red eyes.

  “Where… is your father?” Stolas asked in a tone mixed with authority and bitterness.

  “H-he’s in his office,” Buffy stammered, “but… he’s with a client right now, so-”

  Stolas didn’t let her finish as he walked past her and pushed open the door to Blitzø’s office, where he found the imp speaking with a Sinner that had octopus tentacles for hair and legs. The only thing that looked remotely human were his arms.

  “Blitz!” Stolas shouted.

  “Stolas, what the fuck are you doing here?!” Blitzø questioned. “I’m busy!”

  “Yeah, man! He saw me first!” the Octopus Sinner shouted, only for Stolas to glare at him, which caused him to gulp nervously. “Uh… you know what? I’ll come back later.”

  With that, he ran out… or crawled out… whatever octopi did.

  “Blitz! I demand an explanation!” Stolas shouted as he slammed his hands on Blitzø’s desk.

  “What do you mean, ‘an explanation’?!” Blitzø asked. “I gave you my fucking answer, Stolas!”

  “What kind of answer is ‘I love you but I can’t be with you’?!” Stolas questioned.

  Outside, Loona, Buffy, Moxxie, and Millie had their ears glued to the door.

  “Ohhh, shit…” Loona cursed. “I knew something was up.”

  “I can’t believe this, Blitz!!” Stolas shouted. “After everything we’ve been through, together, THIS is how you want to end things?!”

  “You think I WANT to end this?!” Blitzø questioned. “Fuck, Stolas, I don’t need this, right now!! I already feel bad enough that I woke up in someone else’s bed, this morning!!” He gasped as he covered his mouth while Stolas’s eyes widened in shock… but that shock slowly shifted into anger.

  “You did WHAT?!” he yelled.

 “He slept with someone else?!” Millie whispered in horror as she and the others all gasped.

  “I thought that Dad smelled weird!” Buffy said.

  “Okay, look, before you say anything else,” Blitzø began, “I did something really fucking stupid! I know that! But just so you know, Stolas, I was drunk and he was hot!”

  “THAT’S your excuse?!” Stolas questioned. “Being drunk, I understand, but you slept with someone else simply because they were ‘hot’?!”

  “Well… I mean…” Blitzø stammered. “He…” He sighed as he ran his hand down his face. “He… he kinda reminded me of you.”

  Stolas blinked at Blitzø, who gave him a nervous grin… and that’s when the prince did something even he didn’t expect. He started to laugh. He just started covering his face and laughing loudly… but it was that kind of laugh that someone made when they were about to jump off the deep end.

  “I… I just don’t believe this!” Stolas exclaimed. “You slept with someone because they reminded you of ME?! Do you not see the IRONY in that, Blitz?!”

  “It is a little ironic…” Moxxie muttered while Millie, Loona, and Buffy shushed him. “What?!”

[memorizingthedigitsofpi]

got a notification about a comment on one of my Fanwork Guides on AO3, so I read through the guide to see what I'd said and whether it was actually any good (it's not bad!)

anyway, I got jumpscared at the end by a chapter I drafted 4 years ago and never got around to finishing/posting

[dreadwulf]

oh god, in that Arrested Development AU, is Jaime the Buster?

[shewhisperedit]

ugh what's wrong with me today, I got fucked so good last night but I can't stop thinking about more, with many, just groping and eating and fucking

[ensanguinate]

I just accidentally stepped on my cat's tail a lil bit I'm going to hire a fucking hitman to take myself out

[hlizr50]

My biggest contribution to Elorcan Week 2023 is this 6-chapter, what-if fic.

If you know anything about me, it's that I'm a monster.

As one of the coordinators of Elorcan Week, I suggested today's theme (What-If) for the sole purpose of being... well... monstrous. I chose to ask the question, "What if Vernon had managed to steal Elide during Empire of Storms?"

That being said, the first two chapters of Eleven Days are posted on AO3.

Please heed the trigger warnings for chapter 2.

“Why couldn’t you just let me die?”

With a sharp intake of breath his eyes snapped to her profile, tears leaving trails of flickering silver on her cheeks. Slowly – so slowly – she turned her head to him, searing him with a hard, accusatory glare.

“Elide, I –”

She launched herself at him, pounding at his chest with her tiny fists as her voice cracked over ragged screams.

“Why couldn’t you just let me die?! WHY?!” she demanded. Lorcan, eyes wide with alarm, simply let her pummel him, while her words tore him to pieces. “You should’ve let me do it, Lorcan. Why didn’t you? Gods, WHY?”

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