#breakers of death

[dwuerch-blog]

Epic and Everyday Challenges

How about this scripture to start your day in a merry way? “The breakers of death surged round about me, the destroying floods overwhelmed me. The cords of the nether world enmeshed me, the snares of death overtook me” (Psalm 18:4-5). It sounds more like we’ve stumbled into an action movie script rather than a morning devotion! Sounds intense, right? I have found myself in some sticky situations…

[rei-inari]

Grimmy is a good boy, others not so much.

[ljsarts]

'Warlin Door! Warlin Door everywhere i look its posters for his talkshow...'

I love how chill Tim is about being stuck in the dark place but i think he should be able to go a little crazy a-la A pepe silvia moment every now and then for enrichment.

So please accept this badly drawn tim as an offering (while i try to beat my art block)

[101suouexpressions]

Tell me you have a beautiful side profile without telling me you have a beautiful side profile.

[carussadiane]

wandering like a ghost

SUO HAYATO. 1,4k word count. fluff, little touch of angst but nothing big

Summary: your stuck in spiral of worry for the unknown future. luckily, suo always there to anchor you back to his arms

“I'm afraid you'll disappear one day.”

“...pardon?”

Suo has that mysterious aura where anyone will look twice his way. The tassel golden earrings swaying to his steps. The leather eyepatch that leaves people wondering what he hides behind it. Especially the way he brings himself, calm and confident, but always stands on the sideline, like a perfect side protagonist material.

He stands out so much in the crowd, making it easier to find him if you ever lost from his hands. His voice cut out the air beneath both of your heads, and just like that–your eyes lay back to his calm and soft gaze. To you, Suo is the center of your attention, while other people didn’t notice his presence but notice how your eyes gleamed whenever you see him.

As though he's invisible to everyone's eyes. A wallflower. A slight crack in the sidewalk. A faint presence. 

To you, Suo is the reason you found life even more enjoyable. At the same time, he’s a ghost, his presence is just another fleeting feeling you can only find in lost memories. To you, his existence will vanish in thin air, leaving you questions of self-doubt. Temporary.

He stands out too much; it feels like he will disappear after summer ends but doesn’t want other people to forget him just like that.

“Does it make sense?” you ask, feeling a little lost in your own thoughts.

Suo tilts his head. “I’m afraid I don’t understand what you are getting at.”

“Right? I don’t even know how to explain it clearly!” You tousle your hair frustratingly, as if that action can organize the clutter inside your head. “It’s just… um… it feels stupid.”

“No it isn’t.”

That soft voice calls you out again, followed by howling wind blows all frustration inside your chest, like the world heard your hidden prayers inside the crack of your heart. As if Suo possessed your body to give your silent plea to the universe. 

The repetition word makes you feel even more childish, but there's no better word than to describe Suo's presence in your life. He's the perfect side character because he stands on the side, letting his friends drown under the spotlight, while he works in the shadows. The invisibility will turn into something more noticeable, too striking that you can't ever turn your eyes away from him. 

Like that one single dot in your paper. So small yet able to capture your attention every time.

There is no passerby on the bridge, only you and Suo stand there without a care in the world. No hush of wind catches your ears or the streaming river beneath the bridge. Everything falls silent, giving you a space to breathe and think.

“There you again, belittle your feelings,” Suo reminds you, “It isn’t stupid.”

You pout. “Yeah, but it’s ridiculous. Laughable if other people hear it.”

Soft laughter falls between his lips. See? He proves your worry.

Suo’s features look delicate and untouchable, like an antique doll full of haunted rumors. You’re scared. The softness of his smile, gaze, and voice will go just like dust blows in the wind. He doesn't feel like a real person, just a faint memory of a stranger you would never believe if he didn't stand beside you, like right now. 

Suo is that fleeting feeling that lingers in your hand. You don't understand it, not in a short time, but you crave it.

Fear guides your hand to his sleeve, holding on to it really tight, like a lost child glued to a trusted adult. Suo looks confused, his earrings dangling while his head comes back to its normal position. 

One day, after the summer ends, every chat you have with Suo will be suddenly forgotten for years. The green “online” notification under his ID will vanish without any warning, leaving you wondering when he will come back. Without any “sorry” or “goodbye”, Suo will disappear from your life, making you question which part of you has pushed him away.

“Sweetheart–”

“I… I’m scared.” That word falls heavy from your tongue. “You feel like a summer ghost, but I know–our first meeting is not in that season, and yet,” your chest feels heavy too, “I feel like this will be our last summer.”

Suo blinks slowly. “Are you breaking up with me?”

“No!” you shout very loud, making all the birds sit in the bridge’s fence fly away by surprise. “I don’t want to break up with you–Oh God, that sounds pathetic. That’s not the point!”

“I see, so you’re afraid I’ll disappear one day?” His gentle smile still stays. You frown slightly, trying to understand the hidden meaning beneath his smile, which is pointless because you never succeed in revealing his secrets. “That really is a silly thought.”

“I know, it’s dumb, I know. You’re not gonna get kidnapped like that, damn, those kidnappers are probably the one who screwed up messing with you. I just think–”

“Oh, I wasn’t mocking that.”

Now it’s your turn feeling confused.

Before another question drops, Suo swiftly moves towards you, pushing all the distance away. A light kiss falls to the corner of your lips. It feels subtle, but more visible, as if the spirit wants other people to see it, wants you to remember his touch alone. His invisible form slowly morphed into something more solid, until you couldn’t see through his body.  And just like that, he looks more human in your eyes; reachable, fragile, yet still mysterious.

Suo stays for awhile before pushing his head, giving back the distance you need to process what just happened.

“H-Huh?!” you yelp, touching the corner of your lips, feeling the warm heat creeping up slowly. A bright red spread like a black paint in white canvas. “W-What–What is wrong with you!”

“What am I to you?” Suo inquires, pushing your head to think of whatever answer to give.

“M-My boyfriend?”

Suo hums lightly, a satisfied grin tugging on his lips. Felt like a dream come true when you called him that. “That’s right, I’m your boyfriend. Do I feel like a ghost?”

You look down, realizing the tip of your feet touch his, then shake your head.

Sudden heavy fall beside your head. You peek from the corner of your eye, Suo lays his head to yours, fully realize how you blush furiously from the close proximity.

“Even if I disappear one day, I’ll find you again,” he says, full of meaning and emotion, giving no space for doubt filling your mind. “I can bear the thought you’ll get into trouble if I’m not there to protect you.”

“What am I? A kid?” you snarl.

“Sometimes,” Suo laughs, stroking your hair with the side of his head, like a cat giving you a light head bump. “You’ll cry if we’re apart for too long.”

Embarrassing memory creeping up to your brain. In your middle school days, you bawled your eyes out seeing Suo after the winter vacation ended. Was it relief? Was it longing? You couldn’t understand your younger self suddenly crying while holding onto Suo sleeve, as if you’re afraid he's gone in an instant, just like what you’re feeling a moment ago.

Suo put that moment as his core memory. If he wasn't stuck in a daze, he would probably take a picture of your swollen eyes. You want to punch him.

“I won’t cry like that again.”

“You won’t? That’s unfortunate,” he mumbles, “Because I miss you too that day. It's nice to know I'm not the only one who felt that way too.”

The sudden confession makes you surprised, but you stay still for the sake of Suo resting on your side longer. 

“If one day I’ll disappear like a ghost, quoting from you, I’ll find a way to find you again.”

Your fingers intertwine with a subtle move from him. Summer evening feel a little warmer when Suo stays by your side. “Because you couldn’t bear to stay apart from me?”

Suo laughs quietly. “Yeah, I miss you easily, if you didn’t know that.” He leans even further into your warmth, very aware how your body starts leaning forward because of excessive heaviness. “What about you?”

“Me?”

“Yes, will you find me if I disappear one day?” Suo glances to your two thumbs playing together, going round-and-round in rhythmic movement to show your anxiety growing back at a slow pace. He takes both of your hands, giving a light squeeze of reassurance, and just like that your shoulder slacks in ease.

“Do-Do you want me to?” you stutter, doubtful tone in your voice could be heard. It’s been a long time since he heard you speak like that. It’s saddening to know you still see yourself that way; unwanted and alone.

Suo let out a genuine smile, the kind you always long for when you admire him from afar. “I don’t want it to be anyone else.”

[amphitriteswife]

Snv/ror characters and their manhwa kid (my opinion)

Tagging @mizz-sea-nymph @tinyy-tea-cup @monstertreden @nicasdreamer @praisethesuuun @riseofamoonycake @swallowtail-lotus @gabelesimp @justvir @twinklemylittlestar @rukia-writes @bumblebees-knees-threes @chaostroberry1 @meli-mp3 @itz-hellenz

Poseidon:

Hades:

Thor:

Hermes:

Apollo:

That’s it. Might make a part 2

[ao3-anonymous]

Fastest Growing Fandoms on AO3 This Week (07/15/2024)

Every week I pull data on how many fics are in each fandom and compare to the previous week, then calculate the percentage increase to determine fastest growing fandoms.  Since this naturally skews towards smaller fandoms, I have included the same data filtered to Over 1k, 5k, & 10k fics.

Overall:

Over 1,000 Fics:

Over 5,000 Fics:

Over 10,000 Fics:

Source: AO3 Fandom Dashboard

[candycandy00]

My Favorite - An Umemiya x Reader Fanfic

Just gonna go ahead and say this is a fucked up little fanfic that you probably shouldn’t read. I might delete it later lol.

Famer!Umemiya x Hybrid Sheep Girl!Reader

Smut. 18+. Fem Reader. Disturbing! Blood. Implied violence/death. Avert your eyes! Seriously don’t come for me if you ignore these warnings and find yourself disturbed.

Imagine being Farmer Umemiya’s favorite cute little hybrid sheep girl. You grew up happily on his farm, and now that you’re an adult, he has to shear you every so often. It’s embarrassing, but he’s always so gentle with you, his big warm hands softly rubbing over your tender, exposed skin.

Sometimes his hand will slip down between your succulent thighs, his fingers probing your sweet wet pussy until you’re trembling in his lap, staring up into his kind blue eyes. 

On days when you feel especially needy, craving the attention of your beloved master, you’ll crawl over to him on hands and knees, nuzzling his crotch through his jeans. And when he opens them for you, pulling out his cock as if giving you a present, you show your appreciation by suckling the tip before taking the entire thing practically down your throat. And when he graces you with his cum in your mouth, you drink it all greedily. 

One evening he comes to shear you again, taking care to leave you smooth and completely bare. His hands on your body are a little more aggressive tonight, and soon he has you bent over a pile of hay, his massive cock shoving into your tiny, slick hole. Confused, you look back at him with teary eyes. “M-master?”

He rubs your head. “Shhh, it’s okay. You can take me, right? You’re my favorite.”

Hearing this makes your skin flush with heat, and your heart swell with love. You feel enraptured as he fucks you, his cock rough and hard inside you, his hands soothing as they rub over your sensitive flesh, making you moan and cry out. 

In the end, you’re left a quivering, crying heap on the ground, his cum leaking out of you. But you’ve never felt more special. 

The next day, you notice that several of the other sheep girls are missing. In late afternoon, you’re taken to a building you’ve never been inside before, and one of the farmhands ushers you in before shutting the heavy door behind you. 

As your eyes take in the room you’re now trapped in, you feel nausea assault your stomach and horror fill your heart.  

The room is covered in blood. The dead bodies of the other sheep girls, naked and bloody, are stacked in a pile on a table. A second table sits in the center of the room with shackles attached to it. And standing behind it is your beloved master. 

He smiles at you. “I saved you for last,” he says in his kind voice. “You’re my favorite after all.”

[siriusblackdevotee]

death eater Barty Crouch x auror Sirius Black

For interrogation, Sirius using Barry's addiction against him because torture doesn't work.

...what kind of addict is Barty?? idk but Sirius is definitely connecting their mouths for this, he'd blow smoke on Barty's face?? Or directly into his mouth?? Or drench his own mouth with it (a potion??) and lick Barty's lips?? then says he'd give more of whatever it is in exchange for information.

It doesn't work at first, Barty would scoff and taunt Sirius for this, deny himself even though he badly wants it until Sirius does that. I think it gets pretty sexual at some point too. Then Sirius brings up Voldy killing Regulus and Evan? (he didn't, but Sirius is manipulative here, I think) Emotional attacks? He's on Barty's lap, soothing, comforting, petting him.

And it messes with Barty. His only emotional support system is gone now so Sirius saying this shit really gets to him?? Plus the drugs are getting to his brain too so his loyalty is weakening.

Sirius even promises to break out Barty because of past affections? Do they have history? Either that or because he's Regulus's bestie?

And he isn't allowed to do any of this obv, the entire...method and promising that stuff, but he will do it. He isn't even that antagonistic to Barty even though Barty is a well known muggle killer??

Sirius only cares about the information and maybe he is interested in Barty?? Yeah ok idk where I'm going with this. Probably not a happy ending. Sigh I tried.

[beanghostprincess]

Sakura has been pushed away, hated, and abandoned by everyone who met him because they didn't actually know him. And it's just so beautiful to me how insistent Nirei is in making him realize that the first things that come to everyone's minds when they know him is how much of a good and kind soul he is. All this refusing to leave Sakura alone and fighting to protect him too, instead, demanding Sakura to share his burden with them because they care. And the fact that it's Nirei, who has been scared the whole time, the one to stand up and tell him to trust them... Sakura truly is getting the "get loved, idiot" treatment.

[stinkykitty8]

I put his ass in the femur breaker

[rorynni]

my friend told me that all of my favourite characters are the exact same and i may have proved her right

[ishihirasenma]

wait. why are people worried that umemiya might die (」°—°)」 is wind breaker that kind of manga (」°^°)」 is death a Thing in wind breaker (」°ロ°)」!!1!

are the people who are worried about umemiya dying just traumatized by jjk with gojo (」°—°)」

[para-dots]

Wind Breaker original illustrations by CloverWorks

Hiragi Sir, may I please ask you to kindly refrain from being too handsome It is not quite favorable for my cardiovascular system nor my well-being

[queenendless]

🎄💋Merry Kiss💋🎄

Pairing: Various Aged Up Adult Characters x Adult!GN!Reader

CW: Basic holiday content with implied lovemaking at the end.

Happy Holidays!

Oh the holidays. The snow be falling. The lights be glowing. The discount bargain sales. Reds greens and yellows are the color scheme of this month. You couldn't be immune to the cheery merry sensations. In your cozy decorated home on Christmas Eve, your significant other keeps an arm draped around you or holding your hand tenderly the whole night. Whether it be curling up together lost in your own starry eyed world or cuddling and immersing in your shared warmth. Through the hearty feast, the eggnog and cider, even the Christmas movie marathon, sharing this time of year with them swelled up your heart. To their surprise, mistletoe lined the ceiling all over. To their delight, you showered them in tender, burning passionate smooches. One thing leads to another, clothing falling and decorating the floor, as your bare bodies grew entangled in the thralls of passion before the crackling fireplace. As the clock tolls midnight, you both came with creamy thick pleasure. Bidding each other a Merry Christmas before savoring another few rounds of merry making throughout the powdery twinkling night. Awakening to the sunrise of Christmas Day, to where more kisses and smashes became your gift to one another. What a way to spend the holidays.

[burningtrashblaze]