#ed fic

[pbitchgalore]

hey u guys , is there a such thing as an ana fic ? or like a fan fic where the mc has an ed but they don't get better in the end ?

if ur a fic writer PLEASE do this ily

[dalidahmer]

“Mr. Malfoy...” Caster started, her tone however took Draco off guard. "It pains me... to see pure bloods, especially one of your stature, to hate themselves so."

Draco’s chest rose and fell. His mother was helping the Death Eaters. The Aurors were in on it. Hogwarts was not safe.

“RUN!” Theo yelled—just before the wall behind them exploded.

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All houses had to go back to their dorms. The twin aurors were already guarding the portrait entrance dutifully when Caster lead them through it.

"What exactly happened?" Theo asked, they went to their secluded chairs on the far side of the common room.

After the last Slytherin emerged through the opening, they followed and closed the doors behind them Draco whipped out the daily prophet in his pocket, and pulled out the front page.

"Jesus..." Draco said, his eyes scanning the page.

He started to read aloud:

"Organized death eater attacks are once again threatening the wizarding world. Gringotts... St. Mungos?!" Draco's voice rose and his eyes widened when he read that one, Blaise and Theo gasped, "and the Ministry of Magic were targeted attacks of suspected death eater activity. Explosions from an unknown source demolished each building at 8:06 this morning. 86 confirmed casualties. Riots incited in Diagon Alley. Stay indoors and do not attempt to travel." Draco laid his paper down and glared daggers at the Slytherins.

"If they break everyone out of Azkaban we're fucked." Theo whispered.

"That's where they should have started, dumb arses." Blaise quipped. "Now they're going to make surveillance impossible! Should buy us sometime to find Delphini, though."

"SHH!" Theo and Draco hushed in unison.

"If we talk about anything like that, it has to be in our dorms with silencing charms!" Theo said.

"I bet my mum and dad know something." Draco thought out loud, "I'm going to go floo them. We'll touch base with Granger and them at lunch, I'm sure they're working on a plan." Draco said, ducking into the private fire place in the Slytherin common room for floo calls.

Draco through the powder in front of him, "Call Malfoy Manor," he said, before the green smoke was even finished bellowing up Narcissa's face appeared.

"Draco?! Oh my God!" She gasped clapping her hand over her mouth. "baby... your face, you look so terrible, how on earth did that school allo--"

"MUM! What's going on?! Do you or dad know anything about this?" Draco said, his voice cracked, it was hopeful but Draco prepared to hear the worst.

Narcissa's eyes squeezed shut, and she cleared her throat softly recomposing herself.

"Draco... I know you have a hard time understanding." Narcissa started.

Draco couldn't breathe. "What?" He said hardly above a whisper.

"Listen--" Narcissa tried gently.

"Mum no," Draco shook his head, tears spilling already. "After Bellatrix? After Rowle?" He hissed, his hands were shaking violently again

"Draco, you're such a sensitive boy..." Narcissa said shaking her head slightly.

"Mum!" Draco said quickly he was shaking violently. "Please tell me you're not helping them."

Narcissa stayed silent but she shook her head, Malfoy let out a breath.

"Dad?" He said.

"Draco." Said Narcissa, "Your father and I love you very much--"

Draco breathed heavy through his nose but suddenly he had a thought. He closed his eyes and composed himself.

"Well... you weren't murdering people, right?" Draco tried he kept his voice even and swallowed passed the lump in his throat.

"Oh, darling," Narcissa smiled sadly, "I know you have a really hard time with that! I know Bellatrix was very hard on you, we would never put you in any danger again, but--

"I know you wouldn't" Draco lied quietly. "I won't be expected to hurt anyone this time?" He said watching his tone. He reminded himself of when he small, and would manipulate his parents to get his way in school.

"No! Your father will be held in an unbelievably high position after this." 'There it is,' thought Draco. His parents could always be bought.

"No one will ever make you have to do anything you don't want to!" Narcissa promised, "They promised to leave you out of it, darling! You just don't have the heart for that sort of thing." Narcissa said kindly relief was flooding her words.

"Some of my mates and I here--" Draco thought, he didn't let his face falter, and pushed himself to do what he had to do. "The treatment of pure bloods is abhorrent." Draco said keeping his voice even. Narcissa smiled ear to ear, her hand clapped over her heart and she sighed gently.

"Oh thank God," Narcissa said. "Draco I was so concerned you'd still have your reservations. I know the war was hard on you." Her eye's looked up to the ceiling and she mouthed God 'thank you'.

"Yes Draco," She continued, "wizendom has come under siege, darling and that isn't our faults." Draco's heart sank.

"Is dad involved?" Draco asked, it felt like his cheeks were holding in all the screams and tears making his face feel very tight. 'She can't see inside you, even if you're freaking out no one has to know.' He thought.

"Oh Draco your father has been given a massive grant by the Belgian ministries. He's been working very hard to reestablish our families standing. We'll be given back everything and then some," Narcissa promised I know you have a difficult time with violence, but no one will ask you to do that."

"Is the horcrux in Belgium?" Draco asked his voice was getting more even.

"One of your classmates, Solomon, he brought it to our hide out in Belgium, oh Draco, it's gorgeous. I can't wait to take you there holiday!" Narcissa beamed. "Your father will be a prominent enough figure after we've helped to regain all the influence he once had. You have to think about what a wonderful thing this will all be in the long run. Your children will never even meet a mudblood, Draco."

Draco didn't let the rage meet his eyes.

"How did you do it?" Draco said, his mother cocked her head slightly, as if she was wondering something. Draco thought to add, "Potter and all the mudblood loving filth are roaming the halls like they own the bloody world now! Aurors are everywhere how did we manage to accomplish this?" Draco tried again.

Narcissa smiled at herself, and seemed to shake off whatever thought she had.

"Your father... has volunteered as a host for the horcruxes until we can find a body. They will exsolve us of everything Draco, he's in Belgium now. It will benefit us greatly in the future...."

"I hope to see you both soon." Draco said. That was all he needed to know.

"Of course, Draco, it will all be over soon." Narcissa smiled. "I'm sorry what you must be enduring is disturbing you so... please take care of yourself, love."

"I will mum. And mum" Draco thought to add. His heart was breaking in a million pieces. "I love you," he said very seriously.

"I love you too, Draco!" Narcissa said the green smoke her face shone through evaporated.

Draco didn't know how long he stared at the floo pit. He didn't move or breathe. He stood there until his legs collapsed beneath him.

"Draco!" He heard Theo call from across the common room, he turned to the privated area behind an arch and half wall.

"You alright?" Theo said, blaise was following him. He didn't answer.

"Draco?" Theo tried again, he crouched beside him.

"No, no, no, no..." Was all Draco could say as tears started falling from his face freely. "Mate, what did she say?"

Draco grabbed Theo by his robes and buried his face in his chest. He muffled his screams and sobbed violently.

Theo hovered his arms just above Draco and exchanged a worried look with Blaise. They stayed like that for several moments before Theo put a hesitant hand on Dracos back, he felt bad for lifting it up quickly at the touch of his bones. When Draco didn't shove theo away, he hugged him more.

His robes were becoming soaked in snot and tears, but Theo didn't say anything as Draco cried and sobbed into his chest.

"What happened?" Theo asked, baffled.

Draco, both unable to speak in his state and concerned with being overheard concentrated on Theo's mind the way Bellatrix had showed him.

He used all his mental fortitude to replay the conversation that just happened in Theo's mind the familiar woosh felt like all the air in the room sucked them inside of a ghost.

When he was done, blood trickled down his face in quick violent drops and Draco was left gasping for air like a fish out of water.

"YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" Theo yelled.

"You really can't Draco," Blaise said quickly grabbing a box tissues and frantically piling them in his friends hands. "You're going to fucking kill yourself!" Blaise bit.

Draco's breaths slowly got more normal until he was able to sit himself up. He kept getting waves of airy buzzes throbbing through his head, and his entire body felt limp and distant.

"We have to talk to Caster," Draco rasped weakly, his voice was slightly congested. He lifted his head back and plugged his nose with the tissues Blaise brought him, and ignored the light headed sensation overwhelming him when he jumped to his feet.

"Talk to Caster about what?" A kindly voice said emerging through the floo pit archway.

"You have to help us!" Draco pleaded.

"What's the matter, Draco?" Caster said gently.

"Delphini is in the Belgian Death Eaters headquarters. My father is going to host the horcrux," Blaise gasped and took a step back. "We have to go!" Draco begged.

"Mr. Malfoy..." Caster started, her tone however took Draco off guard. It had the slightest touch of hostility.

"It pains me... to see pure bloods, especially one of your stature, to hate themselves so." Draco's eyes widened, and his chest fell up and down heavier between breaths.

"Recently, I understand that certain influences have lead us astray from traditional values I know you're suffering and confused, let us help you."

Draco never broke his gaze and he stepped back slowly.

"Fuck..." Blaise whispered, as Goyle and Schmitt entered the room. Theo was the first to grab his wand. "RUN!" He yelled to his friends, who did so as he cast a silent bombardment charm on the archway behind him collapsing the walls.

"WAIT!" Caster bellowed as the walls crumbled in front of them.

Draco's legs were shaky and his heart thumped hard. They made it half way up their dormitory before Bulstrode backed by 7 or 8 other Slytherins lined themselves up at the top arms raised.

Draco silently disarmed every one, and Draco, Blaise and Theo grabbed them out of the air.

"You won't last like this Malfoy! Potter and his lot are going to spit you right back out and you won't be able to crawl back to us!" Millicent barked.

Another explosion could be heard from the background, Draco whipped around and saw Schmitt, Goyle, and Caster emerging from rubble and storming towards the dorms dust and debris swarming behind them.

Blaise opened the door to their dorms and pushed them inside.

Draco immediately waved his hand and every item in the room barricaded the door. The 3 four poster beds crashed into each other and blocked the door in a pile of wood and stone.

He put his hands on his knees and panted hard. Blaise and Theo looked between each other worried.

"You need to calm down, mate, sit for a minute we bought a little time." Theo said. He pulled out a small stray stool from the rubble pile and sat it down for Draco. He rolled his eyes and glared for a moment, but let Theo help him sit down as he regained his breath.

Blaise sighed and leaned against the wall, thinking. "What now?" He asked. Bangs could be heard on their door.

"The ceiling!" Draco said silently casting a quick bombardment charm on the ceiling of their dorm. All three jumped back covering their faces with their robes as pipes burst under the wreckage, making them wet, and rubble fell loosely around them.

"Accio broom!" Draco said and his broomstick flew out from the pile of rubble blocking their door.

"Accio broom!" Blaise and Theo said in unison, and they zoomed out through the hole Draco made. The floor above them was a prefects bathroom. Debris floated in the now dirty yellowish light casted from highly placed windows in the otherwise dark room.

When they hovered over solid floor they jumped off one by one. Their shoes squeaking harshly on the remnants of the once pristine white tile.

Draco opened the door wandlessly. They could hear explosions and excited chatter as the door closed behind them growing fainter. They took off out into the dark Hogwarts corridor.

"Where's the Gryffindor tower?" Theo asked he slid slightly when his wet shoes collided with the clean tile underneath him, but quickly landed back on his feet without stopping.

"Come on!" Blaise said turning a corridor, Theo and Draco, who was struggling to keep up much more than he'd like to admit, followed.

The castle corridors were dark and eerily silent, the squeaks and squashes from their wet shoes echoed behind them in the otherwise silent hall way. They kept running, and turned onto a stone floor leading up a stairwell until Blaise thought he knew where he was.

"This way!" He said, turning down a smaller corridor.

Draco was starting to feel woozy and it was getting harder to ignore it. His legs betrayed him, and gave way beneath him.

'NO! KEEP GOING! GET UP! YOU'RE FINE! YOU'RE GOING TO GET YOUR FRIENDS KILLED!' His brain screamed rapidly.

Blaise and Theo whipped around and Blaise caught him just before he fell on the sharp stony staircase.

"It's one more flight, just help me carry him," Blaise said, Draco grimaced, but he couldn't even keep his legs straight. As Blaise stood up, feeling all of Draco's weight on him he realized he could practically carry him with one arm, "here, I got him, keep going," Malfoy steadied himself on Blaise and ran along side him until they stopped at the portrait of the fat lady.

"My you boys look a fright," the fat lady said, taking in the sight before her, "you're not Gryffindor." She said.

"How do we get in?" Draco asked.

"Vince malum bono," Blaise said, and the portrait swung open. Draco and Theo cocked their heads with raised eyebrows in his direction.

"I'll tell you who I hooked up with here if we don't die." Blaise quipped, he was already crawling through the opening.

Theo and Draco followed suit, and relief flooded Draco's chest when he caught sight of Potter, he doesn't think he's ever been so happy to see those stupid glasses in his life.

Debris and dust was billowing from them with every movement they made. Blaise was shaking himself off, Draco was out of breath and balancing himself on the wall.

They were wet, covered in debris and still carrying their brooms. The Gryffindor's gawked and stared, murmurs could be heard throughout the room and Draco started to feel a bit self conscious.

"Malfoy?!" It was Hermione, "Oh my God, what happened? Theo, Blaise, come sit Draco down!"

Harry and Ron followed all three of them to the common room sofa.

"We don't have a lot of time," Draco said after he regained some composure.

"Someone start talking!" Ron said, looking between them.

"I called my mum with floo," Draco started to explain, "she told me my dad was going to host the Horcrux."

Harry's eyes widened, Ron paled a bit and Hermione clapped her hands over her mouth.

"They have Delphini in the Death Eaters Belgium headquarters," Draco continued. "We have to find her, there's a portkey at my parents mansion." Draco said.

"Why are you hear right now, why do you all look like that?" Hermione said shooting glances between each of them her eyebrows turned upwards.

"Caster is a death eater, she sdtormed us with the rest of the Slytherins," Blaise said.

"The auror?!" Asked Harry, his eyes widening.

"Yes, Draco asked her for help and she told him to be proud he's a pure blood, we've been running from them for the past 20 minutes." Theo said.

"We need to start making a plan." Said Harry.

[afropogue]

heyyy…..how y’all doing 🚶🏾‍♀️🚶🏾‍♀️🚶🏾‍♀️…..

it’s been a while! let’s just say life has not been fun for me! but i finally wrote a part 2 to my anorexic oliver fic "sticking to the routine." for those who read that. a couple people asked for a part 2, and although it took me a while, i finally wrote it and posted it!

thank you to everyone who commented on the first part! i really appreciate your support and every comment warmed my heart 🫶🏾🫶🏾

I will post the links to both part 1 and part 2 for those who haven’t read part 1!

TW: this series is about oliver struggling with an eating disorder, specifically anorexia. therefore, there will be heavy mentions of eating disorders ofc, disordered thoughts and behaviors, body image issues, body dysmorphia, negative self talk, hospitalization in part 2, etc.

part 1: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49134724

part 2: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51732889

[tackytigerfic]

Drarry ~ E ~ 274k

Harry Potter defeated Voldemort at the Battle of Hogwarts on May 2nd, 1998.

But what if he didn't?

A Voldemort-wins wartime AU featuring multiverse travel, multiple Harrys and Dracos, political drama, spying, plotting, and a slow burn enemies-to-friends-to-enemies-again-to-friends-to-lovers romantic arc.

21 chapters in total (I'll be posting a chapter every two days until it's all up) - Chapter 21 is now posted!

Read from the start here

[chugging-antiseptic-dye]

seventeen as supermarket cashiers:

scoups: yells at people if they cut in line

jeonghan: never present at the cash resister

joshua: says things like, "oh, you bought this? are you sure that was a wise choice?"

jun: won't let you pay with card, only cash is accepted he broke the card machine

hoshi: takes forever to scan your items

wonwoo: keeps customers waiting in line while he plays games on his phone

woozi: will not say anything or even look at you. everyone's favourite employee

dokyeom: makes it a personal mission to befriend every customer

mingyu: will talk your ears off but checks you out under a minute

minghao: judges you for buy too many sugary snacks

seungkwan: makes the customer scan and bag their own items

vernon: takes a 'smoke break' every 15 mins

chan: drops your items while bagging them

(a/n: the drabble based on this au)

[sun-kissy]

stars & spaghetti | r.b.

a/n: here i go again, not taking a break 😭 i swear i just needed to write this! thank you @lovemenotts for encouraging me to post it 🫶 i love you lily

tw: eating disorder recovery

Regulus knows where to find you, but he also knows better than to act like he was looking for you with two bowls of food in hand.

“Hey.”

You almost jump at the sound of his voice. You turn around from where you’re sitting on the porch, giving him a small smile. “Hi.”

His heart drops a little when he sees your face, with your sunken eyes and tired expression.

“I didn’t realize you were home already. Did you come through the back?”

He hums an affirmative, sitting down next to you on the steps leading out the house.

Out of the corner of his eye, he watches as you slouch onto the railing on your left, blankly staring out at the road. “How’s your day been?”

Regulus casually twirls his fork into the spaghetti in his bowl before bringing it to his mouth. Maybe he believes he’s being slick, you think, but it’s obvious that he’s got twice his usual serving.

“Today’s been fine, yeah. Just busy. How was work?”

He nods in response, “Good, actually. Mark finally sent me the files I needed to get that huge contract signed, and —” He presses his fork into the pasta again, but this time brings it up to your mouth (hoping you’re too distracted to mind).

His heart drops and how instantly you swerve backwards, almost crashing into the step behind you.

“Reg,” it comes out as a betrayed hiss. You take a shaky exhale before sitting back upright. “I don’t want any; I’ve eaten dinner already.”

“Have you?”

“Yes, I —“

“Then why’s the kitchen completely clean?”

Regulus never takes a harsh tone with you, and he wasn’t going to start now. There’s nothing but quiet, genuine concern in the way he asks. Guilt claws at the back of your throat anyway.

It was one of your worse days; thoughts of excessive calories and not having worked out being all you could think about. You’d stared at yourself in the mirror for what seemed like hours, cursing every flaw of your body and wondering why me.

Without your boyfriend home, it had just felt like there was no reason to fatten yourself.

“Hey,” Regulus mutters, laying his palm facing upwards on your lap. You take it. “You’re getting in your head again.”

“Sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry for, lovely girl.” He reaches out to gently brush a stray hair away from your face. “But do you think you could try to eat something? Please?”

Your heart stops, and it’s like your mind is reeling back into its hiding spot already. No lies on the tip of your tongue.

“It doesn’t have to be a lot, dove, he continues quietly, rubbing your fingers. “Just a few bites. You need fuel, you know.”

Regulus is looking into your eyes with that silent look now, the one which makes you feel like he’d do just about anything to save you from yourself. You don’t think you could ever say no to him.

And it wasn’t like you’d eaten anything today. You were allowed this, for your boyfriend, right?

“Fine.”

He smiles softy and tugs you closer, stamping a kiss to the side of your forehead and picking up the bowl of pasta from beside him. “So, remember that bouquet I bought you last week?”

He starts to make casual conversation as he feeds you, and you do your best to listen. It goes all the way from those flowers were expensive! to maybe we should get a cat — or a new apartment — but NOT a dog.

The food gets lodged in your throat every now and then, but you force yourself to swallow. The ‘full’ feeling starts to creep up on you like your shadow.

Regulus can sense it. “Okay, but why the hell do you like dogs?”

You decide to indulge him and go off on a tangent about the fluffy beasts, which pulls your mind away from its dark corner. The conversation makes the chore of eating easier.

You’re sure he knows what he’s doing, but you’re going to let him anyway.

Before you know it, you’re laughing so hard you don’t even realize the bowl is empty. He stands up to put it away before you get the chance to think too hard about it.

Regulus sits back down next to you. He starts to tell you about the stars, then, and you listen intently. It’s late, but you wouldn’t know what time it is. Time didn’t exist in your little bubble.

At one point you’ve curled into him the furthest you can. Your eyelids are being pulled down by the weight of fatigue, his comforting presence lulling you closer towards sleep.

He thinks you don’t hear it when he murmurs a soft I’m proud of you. You do.

[bonchobrick]

So I’ve seen some posts going around about a ‘Bruce adopts Danny and everyone thinks they’ll finally have a normal family member—Danny is very not normal’ and here’s my late night take on it.

Or

Danny batfam au where they batfam tries really hard to keep their vigilante ass-kicking nightlife a secret from danny because he is ‘the only normal one in the family’ this becomes a problem however when danny gets kidnapped.

——-

The batfam all work together in a deeply serious family meeting to save their boy. After hours of combining their brains together they come up with a plan that will effectively save danny from joker, kick joker’s ass, and also make them look really cool while doing it.

So they bust in that warehouse, guns blazing, explosions fading in the background, a gust of dramatic dust covers the air

Batman steps infront of the rest of the team and demands to the blurry figure somewhere in the distance, “Where is Danny!”

The dust clears–they expect bad guys pointing weapons meancingly at them, they expect a cackle of a wicked clown amused at whatever plot he had planned coming to life, they expected a terrified boy perhaps tied somewhere likely siting in a chair that joker could present to the bats as a way of taunting them.

The dust settles–they observed their surroundings looking around and realize that, there are few new facts to be added into this ‘defeat the villain, get the bro, happy ending equation’

There is decidedly no weapons being pointed at them: In fact, all of the henchmen are already knocked out and tied up.

There is decidedly no evil laughs being echoed their way: In fact, the only noise that isnt coming from them is a light scritch scratch of a pencil

And there is decidedly no terrified little boy, there is a Danny however and he seems to be doing alright–actually scratch that.

Danny is doing wonders for the situation he’s in right now: In fact–

–Danny is sitting criss cross applesauce on-top a knocked out tied up Joker doing his algebra homework

The small blue eyed boy looks up at Batman's voice and visibly brightens, “Oh hey guys, I was wondering when you’d show up.”

Jason says with the utmost of comprehension, “...what.”

“So hi, I’m kinda new to gotham so sorry about beating these guys up, I think they’re villains? I dunno, anyways if you could take care of these guys while I call an uber home that’d be great.”

Danny sends them a blinding smile which would've been adorable if there weren’t a massive pile of bodies he were casually walking away from.

As Danny nears the exit he looks over his shoulder to the baffled group of vigilantes and blinks

“Oh yeah one last thing,” Danny rubs the back of his neck nervously, “Could you guys not tell the Waynes about this.”

Damian speaks up for the rest of his frozen family, albeit hesitantly, “I do think they have already been alerted of your kidnapping.”

“Oh no that's fine.” Danny starts nervously, “It's more about me being the… fighter… in this situation. I was just adopted by them and they seem really nice, I don’t want to scare them away being all grrrr im a scary monster boy and i love to hurt people argh.”

“I don’t think they’d think you're a monster.” Tim adds quietly

“Eh, tell that to my birth parents–they went psycho on me. Like evil scientist psycho, it was not as awesome as the movies make it sound, having scientists for parents.” Danny says bittersweet as he admits with a shrug

There is a moment of silence as the batfamily reevaluate the adoption file that states Danny’s family before they passed were very good people–albeit a bit excentric.

Dick blurts out, “Where did you learn to fight?”

Danny sends him an anxious chuckle, “I actually started when I was fourteen–my town always ran into some trouble so I had to step up. It’s part of the reason I moved here actually. I really don’t want anything to do with that hero vigilante life anymore…” The boy puts his hands together in a pleading motion, “So please don’t tell The Waynes!”

Bewildered at the situation as a whole they nod in a daze

The boys eyes widen at their easy agreement and he grins, “Thank you so so much! I’ve got to go now, it’s way past my curfew. but you’ll probably see me again next time I get kidnapped–I’ll make sure to put in a good word for you guys with my family bye!”

And just like that Danny slips off into the night leaving behind a family who were so sure they finally found a normal addition to their pack.

Jason sighs looking forlornly at the spot Danny had previously been standing, “You could just never pick the just semi-mentally healthy normal kids could you?”

Bruce groans pinching his the bridge of his nose

[ittybittyfanblog]

alr since this blog is NO LONGER spoiler-free from the ending of error ahahah @iraot also edited THIS for error!sylus 2.0 🥹🥹

tysm @iraot 🙂‍↕️❤️✨

[bizarrelittlemew]

calling it right now that season 3 starts like this

[knifeturtlelives]

EVERYONE SHUT UP LOOK WHAT @littlefingies HAD COMMISSIONED FOR COME WHAT MAY!!!

They're just...so fucking perfect??? I could cry?? I think I am crying???

Artist is rocketlollyart on bluesky, and you can find all their links here!

And if you're in the mood for some modern AU oblivious friends-to-lovers mutual pining (with bonus Ed wearing Satine's gown from Moulin Rouge!) then you should definitely go listen to Rowan's INCREDIBLE podfic because it is so! freaking! good! (text version here)

[quaintlyfig]

“Improbably Unafraid”

Story by Quaintly Fig || Wonderful New Artwork by @sweetpotato70

I can’t get over how beautiful they are! Sweetpotato captured their sweet, quiet tenderness perfectly! 💞

If you want to read the short, sweet story (T-rated), the link is here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56566885

[chimneyz]

One day Buck and Tommy are having a lazy day cuddling in bed together and Tommy is tracing his fingers around Buck's hips. He does the same tracing over and over and Buck recognizes it's supposed to be something and asks Tommy to draw what ever it is on him and so Tommy does. He takes the nearest marker and draws whatever is on Tommy's mind on Buck's hip. when Tommy is finished Buck looks at the fern on his hip bone and smiles at Tommy.

"Why a fern?"

Tommy fidgets with the marker cap without looking at Buck, "I don't know... I guess to bring you good fortune. Some folklore have the fern could bring you a life time of happiness. I-It’s stupid I know-"

Buck cups Tommy’s cheeks to look into Tommy's stormy eyes, "It’s not stupid, it's beautiful." He gently kisses Tommy, guiding him closer to hold him close to his heart.

Later that day, while Tommy is on his shift, Buck goes to the local tattoo parlor to etch the fern permanently on his body, to forever look at it and think of Tommy.

Buck stares at the tattoo in the mirror, he has to go to work soon, but he can't tear his eyes away from that fern, that beautifully drawn fern. Nobody knows of the tattoo, except for him Tommy and the artist he payed for to get it. Tears start to sting his eyes.

He wonders how Tommy is doing... since the break up. He wonders if Tommy thinks about his Evan as much as Buck thinks of his Tommy.

Buck wonders if Tommy knew the other meaning of the fern... everlasting love...

[chaotic-neutral-knitter]

listen I love stede a lot - I think he's the bravest character in the show. he changes everyone he meets for the better. he embodies what I think of as the thesis of the show. if he wasn't the way that he is, the show would not be very good, imo.

but in ep one he gives his pirate crew notes on the raid they just did as though they were a community theater troupe and his notes were 1) complimenting his own opening speech as "very inspiring" and 2) complaining that that the crew wasn't sufficiently enthusiastic about robbing two poor fisherman of a single plant.

during the raid his narration went "some men are born to be pirate captains, others learn on the job. me? well I'm a pretty solid mix of both" as though he has any idea what he's doing.

and AFTER the raid Olu has to gently point out to him that piracy isn't a game to the rest of the crew.

There's a reason that Rhys Darby was the only person capable of playing Stede without making him seem like a total dick. And I think that's bc Rhys was able to convey the idea that Stede's behavior in the first few eps is coming out of this deep sense of insecurity - he's doing some Stede-y things (flag making! paying the crew! bedtime stories!) that are great but he's also pretending to be this macho pirate captain who totally knows what he's doing. And it's the pretending that makes people cringe with second hand embarrassment. While also, often, seeing themselves in it and feeling a great deal of sympathy for Stede about it.

The reason Stede is like this is because HE thinks there's something deeply wrong with him, a belief that has been solidified by everyone around him his entire life, and therefore he needs to do everything he can to hide that deeply wrong thing about him. When he unpacks that and embraces the things about himself he originally thought were embarrassing (being weak, pathetic, soft, etc), he can stop pretending. And that's when other characters grow to love him! And so people will sometimes call him cringe because they aspire to be cringe like him, to embrace the parts of themselves that they were punished for and live more authentically.

because he changes! that's the point! he moves from cringe (pretending to be someone he's not) to cringe (being true to himself, always a deeply vulnerable thing to be) and it takes a lot of hard work. that's what makes me LIKE him as a character. that's what I think makes him the bravest character on the show. because he doesn't start out perfect. he's a puppet who grows into a real boy and that means that for a period of time he was a puppet, and that's okay.

[chugging-antiseptic-dye]

seventeen as my aura loss moments:

scoups: got scammed into buying a hoodie for twice the price

jeonghan: kept cutting off my delivery guy's call for a week bc i forgot i ordered something and thought it was a scam call

joshua: forgot to use perfume just one time and got dirty water poured on me from a building. spent the whole day smelling like trash

jun: accidentally got lost this one time bc i got distracted following the sparkly lights on the road

hoshi: doubled down on not getting out of the sewer after i fell into it bc someone tried to help me up bc why are you telling me what to do

wonwoo: killed my beidou (genshin character) three times by falling off the same cliff the same way every time

woozi: got a voice crack while singing in front of family

dokyeom: was so sleepy that i brushed my teeth using face wash as toothpaste

mingyu: falling down two flights of stairs and getting a dirt stain in the butt area

minghao: oversteeped my tea and pretended that that's the way i liked it

seungkwan: got caught forgetting someone's name in a conversation

vernon: slept through two earthquakes while everyone was panicking

chan: tried to help someone but accidentally deleted their word file

[sanguinesmi1e]

DPXDC Scum Villain Self-Saving System crossover prompt:

Dash Baxter's Self Saving System

Danny Phantom exists in the DC universe. . . as a TV show. Robin grew up watching Danny and identifies strongly with the young hero. It’s fun escapism! One night after patrol while ranting online about how stupid Phantom Planet is as a finale, how many dropped plot threads there are, how so much of the rich worldbuilding is just throwaway lines that are never explored again, Robin triggers the Transmigration System and gets isekai-ed into Amity Park. 

Now Robin is trapped in the role of Schoolyard Bully Dash Baxter and must fix the plot and avoid OOC behavior in order to return home.

Which Robin is it? I can see this going several ways: 1) Tim Drake: Already canonically a huge nerd and would absolutely hate being stuck in the role of mean dumb jock. Would manage to become best friends with the everlasting trio as soon as he got the OOC function turned off. Tucker would love geeking out with Tim over tech, and Sam would pick up on his gothic Bat vibes. He transmigrates because a combination of sleep deprivation, untreated injuries from vigilantism, compromised immune system from lack of spleen, and an unhealthy dose of caffeine cause him to keel over and die like Shen Yuan. With Dash’s natural athleticism and Tim’s ingenuity he could either cobble together or get his hands on some anti-ecto weaponry and become Hunter to Val’s Huntress. Would definitely trigger a whole new plotline around clones. Meanwhile back in Gotham Batman is going off the rails after a second Robin dies on his watch. 2) Jason: Gets isekai-ed during the explosion in Ethiopia. His revival is predicated on him completing the plot in Amity Park. UTRH is subverted by his quest to get back to Danny/bring Danny to Gotham. He's learned better coping strategies from Jazz. Sneaks into Fentonworks and steals a bunch of weapons immediately. Shoots Spectra in the face with the Fenton Bazooka the second she shows up. He'd love having Mr. Lancer for English. 3) Dick: Recently took up the mantle of Nightwing and broke away from Bruce. Does not enjoy being a teen again in high school (with normie parents! ugh!!). Actually doesn’t have a difficult time adjusting to Dash’s social life since he’s a natural leader and very charismatic, and unlike Dash isn't cruel and violent. Absolutely has a difficult time adjusting to Dash’s physique because it is *not bendy enough* and he keeps on pulling muscles. Returns to Gotham to discover Jason’s death and calls in a favor from Danny to find his brother’s wandering spirit. 4) Stephanie: Trans Dash Baxter with Stephanie’s personality actually sounds amazing. I think she’d still pursue Jazz like Dash did, but with a much higher rate of success. Not sure if it would be fair to drop someone as hot as a trans version of Stephanie in Amity though, she would become the main character and everyone would forget the ghost boy. 5) Damian: not sure where I’d go with this, but it could be fun. He’d probably stab Vlad, which I would enjoy. Might also stab Star and Paulina, which would get him nerfed by the System. Would probably first seek out Vlad to obtain weaponry comparable to Huntress' and manipulate him into believing they shared a common goal, then betray him at a key moment. He has lots of experience dealing with megalomaniacal rich men from his time with Ra's and the League. Would get on great with Dani. 5) Jarro: Please please please someone write this I have no idea how, but it would be hilarious and Jarro would be seriously weirded out by having a human body. Whether this is a ship or platonic relationship depends on the pairing I think.

[glocheed]

Just some weird married monster dudes