#These babies will be the death of me
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pls help a fellow Alistair romancer
AUUUAAAUUWAHHHH
As always struggling with timelines and quests order in DAO, jesus chrisssstttt.
My autistic brain just can't work properly when I don't have everything planned out and jut when I thought I finally had it, turns out I actually don't.
The problem is the first quest after Lothering.
My first playthrough I did Brecillian Forest first because I was so very lost as what to do and followed the logic that Loghains people won't be looking for us in the forest and on the way to Denerim.
Which seems logical enough until you remember that you literally leave Alistair's (shitty) father figure in his dying state without even visiting once.
Kind of not so great move romance-wise (speaking obviously only about potential fanfic timelines since it doesn't matter in the game).
So obviously the most logical would then be Redcliff, Brecillian Forest, minor quests in Denerim, Soldier's peak, Circle Tower and Orzammar (the logic covers only potential distances not whether it's actually good playthrough wise like collecting companions and such).
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But doing Redcliff quest first would mean that sacrificing Isolde wouldn't have so much impact on the romance.
I mean you sure do lose the approval, but I mean timeline wise. They've only known each other a couple of weeks then, possibly not even a month. So it would rather mean that there are less chances of romanticak involvement not that they literally have their hearts crushed in the argument that follows (I have such a good idea for a fic it's making me physically unwell)
Doing Brecillian Forest first would mean that it's considerably longer time and more time for the rose thing, some heart to heart conversations and such.
I am trying to write an immersive fanfiction and it's so damn hard to connect everything into logical thingy.
And yeah, I suppose I could do without it but timelines are my thing. I love them and crave them carnally. And this one just doesn't add up unfortunately :c
pls help a fellow Alistair romancer.
#alistair theirin#dragon age origins#Female warden#Warden amell#warden cousland#warden mahariel#warden surana#Athena Smell#These babies will be the death of me#alistair romance#alistair x warden
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i cannot believe the doctor just spent 45 minutes mistaking fucking sutekh for his own granddaughter. funniest shit i've ever seen. i need susan to show up and find out about this because she'd make sure he never lives it down.
#doctor who#dw spoilers#sutekh#the legend of ruby sunday#susan foreman#fifteenth doctor#so funny to me#bestie i'm sorry that's not your baby that's the god of death
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stede bunnet
#no thoughts just ed and his emotional support bunny#i felt like a genius coming up with stede bunnet this better make you laugh#because im still giggling over it#praying that his name is anything close to this because i need it#fun fact my bunny who sadly passed away in 2020 looked exactly like the one ed adopts and it made me cry a bit seeing that scene#her name was soe and I changed my username for her#she was the most prcious baby she got me through all the hardships#so I believe stede bunnet can do that for ed too#ofmd#ofmd 2#our flag means death#our flag means death 2#ofmd fanart#edward teach#taika waititi#blackbeard#ofmd 2 fanart#my art#digital art
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“Äiti itki. Isä lähti huoneesta. Vivian istui nurkassa ja kuunteli vaiti. Kissamme Minni hyppäsi vuoteelle ja käpertyi jalkojeni päälle ja kehräsi, sillä kehräämällä parannetaan sairaita.” — Emmi Itäranta. Kuunpäivän kirjeet
“Mom cried. Dad left the room. Vivian sat in the corner and listened quietly. Our cat Minni jumped on the bed and curled up on my legs and purred, for through purring the sick are healed.” — Emmi Itäranta. The Moonday Letters. Quote tranlated by me (unofficial)
#my beloved baby Minni passed last weekend and it has been rough#I loved her so much#I've grown so much since I first held her when I was eleven years old#she was with me so long and still it came too soon#I still love her so much#it's a silly little pillow but she liked to sleep next to it#@artist-rat 's grandma bought it specifically for her#tiny cat pillow for tiny cat baby#animal death
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Danny gets deaged and heads to Gotham to find jazz at collage there's only one problem he knows where the collage is just now where jazz's class is
Enter one bruce wayne who genuinely just so happened to be there (he's pulling a brucie wayme stunt) seeing a small kid looking around worried so what does the serial adopter do? Well he goes up to the kid of course crouching down to ask if he's ok whats his name wheres his parents or siblings?
Now jazz, jazz all but raised danny she protected him from a young age and helped him with anything he needed and durimg her time at collage she had worried for him, with the amount of bull her parents spouted she wouldn't be surprised if danny up and left
So imagine her surprise when she spotted her baby brother de aged talking to some stranger and at that moment every instinct flared and she remembered every warning she read or heard about Gotham and she acted
Danny was just looking for his sister when some guy crouched down to talk with him after asking some questions danny heard a sound he was familiar with jazz running
Bruce really wasn't expecting to be kicked for trying to help a kid
Artistic representation of jazz kicking bruce\/
#dpxdc#dp x dc#dc x dp#dcxdp#ok look this whole prompt was just an excuse to have jazz deliver a flying kick to bruce#bruce: do you need help#danny: I'm lost im looking for my sister#bruce: well let me help you then#jazz seeing a strange man talk to her baby brother: ah so you have chosen death
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after jasons death bruce "accidentally" slips harvey a crowbar while hes in arkham and kisses his cheek and says, voice soft and colder than ice, "make him hurt for me honey"
it takes 6 guards to sedate and drag two face off the joker the next time two face sees him and for the rest of their lives as soon as harvey sees the joker he goes after him like a rabid dog.
#harvey voice: you know why im not killing you jokes? cause you can only die once and i want to hurt you so much more than i want to kill you#jason was harveys baby too after all#spent my entire boring work meeting thinking about how robin!jason bruharvey would end in the joker dying no matter what bc of two face#this is all bruciemilfs fault btw. theyve been making me insane about bruharvey#bruce wayne#harvey dent#two face#also bruce doesnt tell harvey to kill or not kill the joker bc he cant request someones death#but he also cant make himself ask for his sons murderer to be spared#i dont think any version of bruce would be comfortable with openly planning someones death let alone actually doing it#but after jasons death he gets so cold and numb to everything that he just turns away from it#he knows hes being too violent.knows hes hurting people too much but the only time hes not remembering how small jasons body was in his arms#is when his blood is roaring in his ears during a fight. maybe if he becomes the worst monster in gothams shadows#no more little boys will go cold and silent. no more fathers will stand in the doorway of rooms that will never be full again
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#soulmates fr😭
#911#911 abc#911 spoilers#7.09#911edit#athena grant#athenagrantedit#bobby nash#bobbynashedit#bathena#bathenaedit#gifs#mine#i swear i think my heart stopped beating watching this#they’ve come close to death A SECOND TIME AND IM FEELING UNWELL ABOUT IT#i think s8 should just be domestic fluffy happy Bathena cos my parents have been through ENOUGH#the way he kept calling her ‘baby’😭😭😭#and ‘come back to me’ I CANNOT
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༉‧₊˚. — simon 'GHOST' riley; smile for the camera.
warnings .: x reader, smut, mdni 18+, very slight exhibition (i think?), v! penetration, choking, size kink, female reader, unedited.
.: masterlist.
simon has STACKS of polaroids of you for when he’s next deployed. you had bought the polaroid camera, all excited to pick up a new hobby; photography. he thought it was stupid, but doesn’t stop you and your aspiring career. you’re taking pictures of everything for the next few weeks. capturing every memory the two of you shared, and piles of pictures were scattered around each room in the house — random ones, blurred ones, blank ones that didn’t develop right.
when you suggest taking pictures for him one night, he doesn’t seem to catch the hint. why’d he have to waste his precious time and take pictures of you when you’re right here?
he still doesn’t understand. he huffs when you climb off of his lap and scurry into your shared bedroom, the soft mutters of the christmas movie you put on for background noise the only thing that catches his attention — and it annoys him. you come back, your shirt hiked up over your bra and the bulky coral-colored camera in hand.
you sit back onto his lap, shoving the polaroid into his hand and guiding his finger onto the button. he accidentally clicks it, a flash blinding you momentarily and you laugh.
“eager are we?”
he sucked on his teeth, his eyes rolling at your poor attempt to tease him. his free hand moves to your waist and dips his fingers below the hem of your shorts. you swat his hand away with a pout, mumbling something about patience but he’s too horny to hear – or care.
simon lowers the camera as you begin to pull your shirt over your head, you whine and tell him to hold it right. but he snaps back and complains that it’s blocking his view.
it’s your turn to roll your eyes, and you pout and tell him just to listen to you. he begrudgingly listens, muttering a retort under his breath that makes you smack his arm and shift off of his lap. but he’s quick to tug you back, saying he’s sorry and you’re just teasing him too much.
you shake your head, your finger hovering his, over the shutter button. you reach back with the other and undo your bra, letting it slip from your shoulder and into his lap. it’s then when you press down and simon takes a picture, your bare breast developing on the film as it slides out the exit slot. now he understands.
he watches with tight lips, waiting for the picture to develop and practically watching it turn into gold in front of his eyes. simon laughs in disbelief and looks at you, he wonders if this was your plan all along. play with it for a little before using it to make souvenirs for him, what a good girlfriend you were.
the hours blend and he has you bent and folded in every position he knows. it’s so embarrassing, and you find yourself covering your face or squeezing your thighs together, now trying to sheepishly hide from the lens.
but he tuts, reminding you that it was your idea. you can’t hide from him and if you try, he’ll keep you up all night — until he’s filled his album with enough pictures to relive any memory of you in bed.
he’s leaned back onto the sofa, one hand in your hair and one hand holding up the camera. he’s groaning loudly as you gag around his cock, your wide eyes fluttering up to meet his. he’s drooling at the sight, tears staining your blushed cheeks and dripping down your chin.
simon spreads his legs and angles the camera down to catch a glimpse of the way you have a hand wrapped around the base of his cock — too big for you to fit it all in your mouth. he snaps a picture, the flash making little dots cloud your vision.
you giggle, pulling your lips off of him to which he annoyingly grunts, trying to push back into your mouth.
“how many more of these are y’gonna take?”
you ask, pressing your cheek into the inside of his thigh. you’re not even looking at him anymore, so focused on his cock and the way your saliva makes his foreskin glisten.
he can’t resist, simon takes another picture and pulls the developing film from the dispenser, tossing it into the pile with the other pictures he’s taken. your face just looks so small aligned with his cock, the angle making him so much larger than he was.
“m’takin as many as i want. what am i gonna do when i miss you when i’m away and need to release some stress?”
simon tugs at your hair, nodding over to the cushions next to him. his hands immediately find your waist when you stand and he pushes you down into the couch. your hair sprawling over the pillows as you look up at him with wide eyes.
another giggle escapes you, your hand covers your mouth to suppress the laughter. it wasn’t that you were surprised about him being so needy, it’s the way he had a mountain of pictures lazily tossed into a pile. film wrappers crumpled lazily and strewn across the coffee table, the packages once holding refills for the film.
“what’s funny, bun?”
simon’s voice is hoarse, he’s spreading your legs and another picture is added to his collection. the way your cunt is glistening with the flash, your juices smeared on your inner thighs. he swears he’s going to cherish these forever, keep them around til’ they are all tattered and barely visible.
your breath is knocked from your lungs, and you can’t form words no matter how hard you try. he’s sliding his cock in between your folds, nudging your clit with his angry red tip. you whine, your hips bucking up to meet his, needing more friction to ease your arousal; and he takes another picture, how he wishes these images could capture sounds.
he’s pressing his fat, heavy cock against your stomach, a groan spilling from his lips when his tip is leaking just below your belly button. simon smears his precum against your skin, translucent globs dribbling from his slit.
“look at that, gonna be in your fuckin’ stomach.”
simon grins at the sight, but before he gives you the pleasure of filling you up, he’s leaning over you and pressing his lips to your neck. your fingernails dig into his shoulders, crescents forming under your touch, and a slew of apologies is mumbled under your shaky breath.
he hums into the crook of your neck, nipping harshly at your skin before dragging his rough tongue over the spot — soothing the bite. simon trails down to your breast, leaving a path of love bites and covering you in his mark.
while he has you distracted, he shifts his hips and pushes himself into you slowly sinking in inch by inch before he’s balls deep. he leans back and he groans at the sight, you are completely exposed for him with his bitemarks sloppily etched into your skin, a bulge forming in your belly. he slides his calloused hand up in between the valley of your breast and he wraps his hand around your neck, he squeezes lightly, and when you moan quietly as if flustered like it’s the first time he has you filled with his cock — he snaps another picture. afraid that this moment will vanish.
that was the last of the film that he has. but god, it’s worth it. he promises he’ll buy you more in the morning, but he’s dropped the camera and holding you close. his throbbing cock plunging in and out of your squelching cunt, your juices painting his abdomen, shining his muscles under the dim light.
when he has to leave, he gathers EVERY SINGLE ONE and hides it in between the pages of an old magazine. no one would be caught dead snooping through his things, but it was a precaution he took because he didn’t want you exposed for all of his teammates to see. you were his, and he was never one of share.
AN: guys...i don't even have words tbh. just simon and like he WOULD take so many pics i'm just sooo :((( urgh. i hate him. if i missed any warnings lmk!
#[ ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆ — 𝐒𝐈𝐀 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒. ]#ik i said baby daddy simon first but im still writing it/editing it#i feel death like poking me or wtv#WHY IS THIS KILLING ME#( 𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘 ᡣ𐭩 ྀིྀ )#— scheduled post.#simon riley smut#simon riley#simon riley x reader#simon riley x reader smut#simon riley x you#simon riley x you smut#ghost#ghost x reader#ghost x reader smut#ghost smut#cod#call of duty#simon riley cod#simon riley call of duty#ghost cod#ghost call of duty
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Oh to be a little Lamb and kiss your big god husband
#silly babies#narilamb save me narilamb#the death lover au#tdl au#colt narilamb#cotl au#narilamb#cult of the lamb#cult of the lamb designs#cult of the lamb au
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crying some real queer tears over how anxious and scared izzy was to have makeup on and sing in front of everyone but they didn’t blink an eye and just started dancing and singing with him
#my baby’s getting love and respect that he deserves#but fr he was so anxious#he’s just like me#also izzy and wee john???? wtffff the huuug#ALSO why didn’t we see how izzy asked to have his makeup be done? we were robbed#izzy hands#our flag means death#ofmd#ofmd s2 spoilers
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if the agrestes weren't rich i think that gabriel would be the normal one. like gabe's problem is that he stopped running into natural limits due to absurd wealth and his obsessive nature led him to develop some kind of god complex where he won't accept that anything is out of his control. I think that if gabe was broke again and just simply couldn't afford to go on an international goose chase for ancient magic artifacts of untold power, if he had to work a 9-5 to live and couldn't just disappear into his basement lair to commit domestic terrorism and say evil monologues to himself, then he would be way more normal. he'd just be some guy. he might even let himself have a mowhawk again. but I think that emilie would be way LESS normal if they weren't rich. like emilie needs so many people to be obsessed with her so much all the time in order for her to function. and gabe would still have his toxic codependent obsession with her, sure, but that wouldn't be nearly enough. emilie has to be at the center of the world's spotlight at all times because she doesn't know how to exist if she's not performing. anyway all this to say I am so certain that if the agrestes were not disgustingly wealthy, emilie agreste would one million percent be running a massive family vlogger youtube channel
#this post is sponsored by the version of emilie agreste who lives in my mind#in this scenario adrien still exists so maybe he's a normal baby somehow. but the important thing is that he's still exploited#this is just an exercise for me in thinking about how much of the agreste family dynamic you could preserve if they were middle class#how much wealth is an enabler of the terrible things happening in that house#but yeah agreste family vloggers au. I guess.#where adrien shows up at school and everybody knows him because his mom posted his potty training videos online and everything since#he has no secrets every milestone he's ever had has been packaged up and sold to the public#until he becomes chat noir of course. etc#oh god emilie would vlog her own death😭 help#get ready with me to die and haunt the narrative🤩#ml#anna rambles#I wrote this because im not finishing my homework:(
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he’s HUGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#nicholas i’m black will be death of me#but him with those jacked fucking arms will bring me back to life 😭😭😭😭#i feel like i don’t just need him IM YEARNING FOR THIS MF😭😭😭#nicholas chavez#nicholas alexander chavez#lavender baby
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Father and Son.
Happy ending
#tmnt#teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#art#rottmnt comic#rottmnt leo#rottmnt splinter#rottmnt art#artwork#angst#baby turtles#turtle tots#i definitely didnt do this cause some one made me mad#not at all#tmnt art#rottmnt movie#tw death#tw blood#splinter is trying
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Danny was...unnerved, which is unusual considering his upbringing as the child of mad scientists obsessed with the undead.
It had been a few weeks since he had moved into Wayne manor after a conflict between batman and his parents, which led to his home and his friends and family being blown up in a lab malfunction. Most of Amity Park was destroyed in the blasts, including Vlad and his mansion.
Usually Danny would be more suspicious of super rich dudes, but the sorrow in Bruce Wayne's eyes as he pleaded to let Danny take him in was genuine and well, Danny didn't exactly have anywhere else to go. Plus, Bruce looked weirdly guilty when danny told him none of this was his fault, which was weird. Jazz was in college and always looked exhausted on video calls, so he didn't want to bother her there.
The part that bothered him most wasn't that there was anything dangerous or bad happening, but rather the opposite.
Danny was used to dodging his home security system when it randomly targeted him. He was used to ghosts popping up out of nowhere to suckerpunch him. He was used to danger.
And now that there was none, he was jumping at shadows.
Things got better when he met Psaro. He was in the process of being either mugged or kidnapped, he wasn't sure, when this angry goth teen with silver hair and ruby eyes literally came in swinging a steel chair. After the beat down and subsequent rescue, Danny offered to buy them some food. Psaro tried to reject the offer until his stomach suddenly growled, making him blush, and Danny dragged the older goth teen to a restaurant.
They've been best friends since. Psaro later introduced him to his friends Rose and Toilen, explaining that they weren't from this world and that Rose was an elf and Toilen was a Teran from a planet called Terrestria. Danny assumed that Psaro was an elf like Rose due to them both having long pointed ears and mostly focused on Toilen thanks to the "other planet" bit.
Meanwhile, the bats have been keeping an eye out on Danny (aka stalking him) and his new, obviously magical friends.
#dpxdc#prompts#dragon quest#dragon quest monsters#fanfiction prompts#danny fenton#danny phantom#batman#bruce wayne#bruce has regrets and blames himself for the death of dannys loved ones#psaro the manslayer#was anyone going to tell me that Psaros last name is apparently Banesword or was i supposed to read that online myself#the hero and his party are still wanting to murder our little pouty goth baby and i will not stand for it#the bats see how paranoid danny is and heard him talking about the nightmare security system and all that so theyre overprotective of him#them finding out Psaro is a teenage demon lord either isnt going to go over well or he gets adopted
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Welcome to the Dungeons of Fear and Hunger.
#Fear and Hunger#D'arce Cataliss#Cahara#Ragnvaldr#Enki Ankarian#Unlike Dungeon Meshi - I cannot in good faith recommend this game to a broad audience.#My background with F&H goes as follows: I am hanging out with a friend. He says “hey try this game I've been playing.” I say “Okay!”#I have never heard of this game. I pick the mercenary. I go through 5 min of character history and background. I am mauled to death by dogs#It took me 4 resets to even get in the dungeon. But I finally get there. I am caught by a guard. He cuts off all but one of my limbs#I am forced to crawl around in a blood and corpse pit until the game tells me 'give up idiot'.#I reset. I am mauled by dogs again. I realize this is not for me but I am intrigued enough to go home and watch some playthroughs#And WOW what an interesting game it is! I really do appreciate games that blend their design philosophy with the theme it wants to set#This is a game about fear and hunger. And persevering. And penis (my god is there a lot of penis)#I recommend this to people who like extremely challenging games and can handle the many *content warnings* within this series#If the idea of Bloodborne/eldenring and undertale having a little RPG maker baby sounds appealing to you - give it a shot#It's made by ONE GUY and it's a great horror game. I am just really bad at it.#My friends just enjoy putting me in situations where I scream and yell. We don't talk about the corn mazes. Or the other horror game nights#Apparently I'm funny when I'm Scared!#As people who follow me on twitter might know; I am deep in the pits of this series right now. I will be back with more art.
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Stained with blood, and always will be.
character belongs to @gatobob
Version with a ponytail cause it's cute:
#tragic little baby girl#censorship makes me sad#lawrence oleander#anatomy practice with Lawrence#btd2#btd lawrence#boyfriend to death#fanart#boyfriend to death 2#first post?#gatobob#cw: gore#btd2 fanart#btd2 lawrence
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