#but don't spit me out

[lee-isnotcool]

the final chapter of my favorite fic came out...y'all know what that means!!!!

FIC REVIEW TIME LETS FREAKING GO

Fic: Chew me up but don't spit me out

author: @imdamagecontrol

length: 260k words (mid-length fic)

summary: stripper au where reg left grimmauld a couple years after sirius didn't come back for him and dances to help pay for uni and billionaire ceo james 'walks in'... deviousness and tomfoolery ensues in first dates to italy and much longing and horniness.

review: oh my god. this is going to age into a marauders classic. obviously we have to start with the jegulus: they are PERFRCT. this is the perfect jegulus dynamic omg james is literally sunshine boy and reg is this emotionally unavailable little shit and they want each other SOOOO BAD- reg is genderfluid in this fic, which is honestly one of my favorite hcs along with trans reg. their journey to figuring out their gender actually was so special to me (i'm a genderfluid presenting trans guy) and i loved the way it was portrayed. BLACK BROTHERS ANGST REIGNS SUPREME OMG idk why i like torturing myself so much but this is peak. sirius is also genderfluid and helps reg out once they reconcile. endgame jeggy obviously and background wolfstar.

guys i mean it when i say u NEED to read this. i fully broke into the media room at my no-phone sleep away camp so i could check if this had updated. (it had. it was the black brothers reconciliation chapter. i cried.) ANYWAY READ THIS MASTERPIECE AND WELL DONE @imdamagecontrol !!!!!!!

[uncanny-tranny]

"The only person who can save you is yourself, don't rely on anybody else!"

Actually, what has saved me is books and my favourite video game and my cats and my friends who I've shared late nights and too-early mornings with and the dew-covered grass I walked on on the way to a competition bus in ninth grade band and the sunburn that kept me out of school for days the month prior.

I understand the viewpoint of how you are ultimately the person who can save you, but don't discount that you aren't an island. You aren't meant to be your sole savior. Let others save you, too. You are worth the care and love the universe has for you.

[death-of-cats]

Jon II, ACOK

Davos II, ADWD

Bran III, ADWD

A Ghost in Winterfell, ADWD

Theon I, TWOW

Theon as blood sacrifice to the Old Gods.

[plumbprincess]

How do I tell my boss I can't attend her call because james potter is currently licking regulus black's legs after getting back together and is very important that I pay my absolute attention to them right now.

[sanasanakun]

I would argue that Megumi leaving Gojo out of his loved ones when thinking about his idealist life with Tsumiki and Yuji highlights the continued tragedy that is Satoru Gojo's lack of communication and connection skills. Alsoooo (and this might be an asspull) it feeds into my perception that both Megumi and Gojo wanted the relationship to be deeper but both couldn't ever come to truly understand one another and connect on that level. And I have alot more comments on that but that will wait till another day if I feel like it lol

[loupy-mongoose]

I'm really tempted to make the dragon story into an entirely non-Pokemon AU story of Jamie. I'd like to have a version of her story (albeit tweaked to fit the different setting) that's completely my own, you know?

I dunno, I'm still creatively stuffed up. XD

[b4kuch1n]

hahaha wheee haha

[deactivated20230702]

"TAZ Balance was so much better than what they're doing now—" boooooo. tomato tomato tomato i'm throwing tomatoes

[expectiations]

Thinking of how "left me like a book on a shelf" is from River's POV and therefore does not mean it is the entirety of the story much like how "the Doctor does not and has never loved me" was uttered from a River who was grieving.

Like the Doctor could have spent a long time putting the TARDIS in stationary orbit around the Library. The Doctor could have puttered about with the Library from years before it was shut down to ensure that everything would go smoothly while doing his best not to change a single thing. And on days when it is too hard, he just stares at the Library from his perch on the TARDIS door. Waiting, hoping, thinking. Trying to find a way out for her. For them.

And he does!

He finds a hundred ways to get her out of the data core. But...something always goes wrong. It's somehow never good enough. She's back, but she's not entirely there.

So he scratches it out, slaps himself, and tries again.

And again.

And again.

But his plans always fail.

But they don't. Not really. His plans could work. Could have worked. His beloved Sexy would help him. She'd always help him when it comes to her Water. But he was too scared. Too frightened of failure. Because one single mistake. One. Single. Mistake. And she's gone. He can never get her back. Forever.

So he runs. And runs. And runs. Until centuries has gone by and companion come and gone. Until he met a younger, more alive version of her. And then they had Darillium. And oh the joys of wonderful joys, what a night that was.

But things end. Even for him. They had to part ways again. Had to say goodbye. So he tries again. Picks up what his previous self had shelved. He tries. Oh how he tries.

But still. That fear exists. Is it worth it? Can he finally accomplish what he'd started a literal lifetime ago?

(He doesn't.)

Off on another lifetime with a new body. He's a...she now? Oh and shorter! Wow. That's new! I wonder what Ri–

On the rare moments she allows herself to succumb to sleep she goes to their his her study. She takes a moment to take everything in. It's unrecognizable now – the study that once was theirs filled with warmth and laughter and-

Every single space was taken. Covered by plans of plans of plans spanning...two...lifetimes now. Sexy still kept it just as it was the last time he she had been in there.

Their His Her favorite throw was still where it was – on their his her favorite corner of their his her favorite couch.

Nothing had changed but everything had changed.

She curled up and buried her face hoping it would still smell of her (It did. They never knew how it worked but somehow her smell still lingered anyway. They thought they were hallucinating at first but other people had been able to smell it too. Sometimes they forget but Sexy also lost her too).

She was a he again. The same face they had four lifetimes ago. The same face who was the first to keep the memory of their meeting.

But wh- what? Why? How? Is this it? Is this the body that finally brings her back home? A fitting act really. He put her in there and so he'll also put her out of there.

But... she wasn't there. Nothing was there. Nothing but chunks of debris and ashes and smelted...somethings.

When he blinked his eyes open (when had he closed them?), Donna's worried face greeted him. He blinked again and blinked. Nothing changed. Everything has changed. He had waited for far too long. He had made her wait for far. too. long. He feared of failing her but now he actually has failed her.

Everything was bland now. Was it just him or is everything a bit...on the side of grey? Donna looks at him like he might break. (He won't. He's a Time Lord. Time Lords don't break.) Even Sylvia had taken to treating him a bit more kindly.

He goes off alone with Sexy. His return to the Noble-Temple (Temple-Noble) household becomes fewer and further in between. One day he finds himself in Venice. Wonderful Venice. His Pond and her Roman (who wasn't yet a Roman) had gone here. There were vampires. And running and –

River?

No silly. River wasn't there.

He blinked. And blinked again. Made sure the sky was blue and the clouds still fluffy white. But was that his leather jacket that just whizzed by past him? Wait. Hold on. That was... Was that? Oh no. It wasn't. It couldn't be. Did they? No. They couldn't have.

But of course, apparently they did. Because that was actually his leather jacket wearing self that just passed by him again(?) tugging along his very-much-not-dead wife along running from... Hold on. Why are they running? What- Who's shooting at her?!

[defiledtomb]

decided to go back to uni

[dollypopup]

sooooooo anyone going to talk about how Debling and Anderson are being styled exactly the same and are very clearly the same age (late 30s to mid 40s) but one of them is going for a MILF (respectable and good, also big mood) and the other is going for a teenager (get away from her or I'll slaughter you where you stand)? no? just me?

okay

[starlyte-writes]

The other day I rewatched the Lonely King music video and said out loud to myself "It seriously slaps- DON'T TELL CWILBUR" as if he was like, sitting in the other room and would sense my betrayal by admitting his rival has a good song. i may be delusional i don't know

[she-atti-on-my-lyus]

i have reread cmu upwards of 15 different times i fear i have a problem

[jamessluttythighs]

for me? I guess its the way I'll never be able to listen to Escapism without my mind taking me through the heart-wrenchingly beautiful story that is CMU

[thelonelyshore-if]

I'm currently working on my 2k followers gift/story and writing Jay and Ravi before the storm has me feeling a little emotional. They care about each other so much 😭

[silusvesuius]

n*loth not being able to bag anyone over the (human term) age of 25-30 at most is the only logical and real conclusion to me because it can be just explained away as him wanting to prove and control everything and anyone (Cus he's a man!) but being stuck in that demographic because his unbearable and vile personality is a force that nobody can look past once they've outgrown the possible fear and idolization period of anyone but also n*loth in particular.