#enemies to friends to girlfriends

[fandomcringebucket]

I'm like halfway through X-2 so updates:

Scogan shippers were and are the real ones, they're fighting over a girl but they're aggressively eye-fucking each other be SO serious. Like. "your bike needs gas" "then fill er up"????? they're both bisexual but they call each other faggots (out of hatred) WHILE they have gay sex, be so fr

[theology101]

Fabian and Adaine have me absolutely bewitched and its going to be everyone's problem

Im writing a fic for the two of them were they sorta do the awkward 'are we dating or just Good Friends who spend time together without other Friends' to 'fake date to fix her money problems' and then 'actually we were in love the entire time.' I'm not 100% on my order of events yet but I have a bunch of vignettes stuck in my head and its easier for my brain to expell them at an audience

Moggy the Doggy and the Hangman both go to the Spectral Dog park, Fabian and Adaine want to get Hangman comfortable in his hellhound form (although they respect that he prefers to be a bike)

For some reason whenever Adaine needs new clothes, she goes with Fabian? Something about the good vibes from the Jean Jacket means she thinks he's a lucky charm for clothes

While out in public Adaine has a panic attack, and Fabian swaddled her in the Battle Sheet. She initially thinks its patronizing before realizing - is this shit thread count seven billion?

After the Swaddle Incident, Fig and Kristen start VIOLENTLY shipping them, and that inspires the 'lets get engaged for tax purposes'

Fabian has an additional fund for his betrothed/spouse/SO, and KVX starts giving Adaine three thousand gold pieces a month

Jawbone, Gorthulax and Sandra Lynn are all pretty hype about this development - Sandra Lynn has her fucking eyes on him though. Adaine immediately feels guilty about lying

Hallariel flies home fucking immediately and forces Adaine to spend an entire Weekend with her. I'm talking Spa Day, Dress Fitting, Sword Dueling and a bunch of traditional elven activities

(and Adaine def doesn't cry because she's having the type of elven family experience with Hallariel that she wishes she had with Arianwen Abernant)

Turns out KVX has a similar system as the 'nemesis' system for spouses/signifgant others. Adaine would not be getting her three thousand gold a month unless she and Fabian genuinely did love each other

The reaction from that makes her vomit

The Bad Kids have to deal with Princess Nara being a BITCH. She's Fabian's cousin, wants her fucking sword back, thank you very much, and thinks that the Elven Oracle slumming it at High School and on adventures instead of leading a fucking nation like she's supposed to

Fabian and Adaine are backing each other up with so much passion and authority they kiss about it when they're done

And idk how we get here, but she's proposing herself with rings from the Jacket of Useful Things

I have more that are still half baked but if anyone else has any hit me dog. This shit is going to be 5k words+ a chapter when I'm done with her and I'm debating on 1-5 chapters rn

[blackdollette]

"boy, look at you lookin' at me" | euronymous

high by the beach. - lana del rey

summary: one night, you caught euronymous's attention when you were up on stage.

p.s. this has nothing to do with the original oystein aarseth. this is rory's portrayal of the character.

bassist!singer!fem!reader x euronymous

contents: slight stalking, enemies to lovers (kinda.), rockstar girlfriend aesthetic. <3

euronymous had seen your posters all over town. people were saying that you were going to be norway's next biggest thing, and that was all it took to tick him off.

he'd originally thought that you were just some little whore who could strum a chord and pop a tit for your fans to go wild for you, but when he saw the crowd for his performances get smaller, and saw your publicity grow just as quickly, he decided to see what you were all about.

he had been keeping up with what some of your fans were saying, helping him find out that your next show was the next day at 6pm, just before sundown, and he knew he couldn't miss it.

he shut down his shop early so that he could make his way to your venue. people were buzzing as he pushed his way through the crowd, only making his resentment for you grow stronger. he got to where you were performing, and just in the nick of time. you were making your way onto the stage, a dark red bass guitar slung across your shoulder.

as euronymous saw you in person for the first time, he snorted out a laugh to himself. you looked more like a barbie doll than a rockstar, your dark red silk dress, black leather jacket, torn fishnet stockings and black boots making you look like a little toy that was meant to be played with by all the lust-filled men in the crowd.

after a few minutes, it was showtime. you did one final sound check, making sure your mic and bass were working. as you made some noise, the entire stadium filled with the sweet sound of your fingers running down the neck of the instrument.

you took a deep breath before starting to sing in the mic. your voice was smooth like honey, but eerie with a little bite to it. it sent a slight chill down euronymous' spine. the sound of your voice mixed with the low, deep notes of the bass was truly enough to set a euphoric vibe in the entire stadium.

he found himself getting lost in your motions, watching your hips sway as you sang and played, your dark red painted lips moving with each note you sang. he felt his body heating up, specifically his cheeks. your beautiful noises were enough to put a man asleep and keep him up all night.

you were like a siren. you could lure in anyone you wanted with your beauty and elegance, only leading them to their own destruction.

the song you were singing was melancholic, but electric. (think "high by the beach" type of vibe.) euronymous had never had a liking for that specific type of music, but everything about you made it the only thing he wanted to hear for the rest of his life.

his eyes were locked on you. he felt as if he was the only one in the room with you, making this moment so much more addictive for him. he'd always believed that "love at first sight" was a bunch of bullshit, but you were making him question everything he's ever known.

as you reached the final chorus, your voice got more passionate, the words you sang making euronymous feel like the song was just for him. he felt a little smile creeping onto his face as he started walking closer to the stage.

you ended your song with a loud ringing note, the entire audience bursting into cheers. people started throwing blood-red roses onto the stage, them landing right by your feet. you blew kisses out to the crowd, thanking them all for watching your show, even though the pleasure was all theirs.

euronymous was so mesmerised by the way your body and hair moved as you walked away from the stage. he only snapped back to reality when you had disappeared into the curtains, heading backstage.

he quickly rushed to an alternative entrance to your destination, but he was blocked by a large, muscular security guard. he glared at the guard before speaking. "i'm her boyfriend. you'd better get the fuck out of my way before i let this get back to her." the guard nodded before stepping out of the way.

euronymous walked past him, flipping him off as he got further away from him. his head was still turned, so he wasn't looking where he was going. you had seen his little encounterment with the guard, and now you wanted to know what was up.

you grabbed him by the collar of his leather jacket, a bottle of red wine in your other hand. he turned to look at you, his cheeks flushing as he saw you from this angle. god, you were even more beautiful up close.

you scowled at him. "boyfriend, huh?" his eyes were glued to your red lips, him fighting every urge to bite them with his teeth. he cleared his throat. "so, your norway's next biggest thing." his eyes travelled up and down your body. he was picturing you in so many unspeakable ways.

"what's it to you?" you bit back. you looked at where your hand was on his leather jacket. you noticed a little badge that read the word "mayhem". you took a good look at his face before a wave of realization hit you.

"wait... you're in that band, right? the most famous band in the country?" you narrowed your eyes at him a little, making sure that you weren't mistaken. a smug little grin crept up on his face. "so you've heard of me. i'm euronymous, head and guitarist of the band."

"well, i guess you've got some competition now." you smiled as you ran your painted nail down his neck. he shuddered slightly. he had only just met you and you already had him completely wrapped around your finger. you had a feeling that he would be a fun little toy to play with.

you turned around and sat on a black couch in the corner of the room. "why don't we sit down and have a friendly little conversation, hm?" the look on your face was anything but friendly, but he couldn't refuse. you poured him a glass of wine as he sat down beside you.

you handed him the glass before putting your lips by his ear, whispering gently. "i think we're gonna have a whole lot of fun together, euronymous..." you gave him a soft kiss on the neck, making his face turn as red as your lipstick. in the span of 1 hour, he had gone from hating your guts to being your little bitch, and this was only the beginning.

author's note: i think this may be my favourite fic yet. im working on a part 2 along with a few other things, so stay tuned! :))

[grenadine-blood]

thinking long and hard on fitz farseer’s behavioral patterns

[the-genius-az]

hey bestie!

i've been seeing SO much Omega!Azula stuff and im like 🤨 /j

SOOOOOO.... do you have any tyzula head canons for Alpha!Azula and Omega!Ty Lee

?

-LeocchisArt

Thanks for the question, Amor!

When they had sleepovers, Ty Lee would grab Azula's clothes and make a nest, the little Alpha would just accept it.

They both gave each other kisses when they were children.

Ty Lee thought that the Omegas could also make a mark on the Alphas, so before leaving for the circus she bit Azula on the shoulder.

After meeting again, Azula and Ty Lee filled the other with their pheromones.

They are both very jealous and dependent on each other.

Mai always had to wear earplugs so she wouldn't hear her friends fucking.

Maybe they both accidentally marked each other while in heat/rut, but didn't tell anyone.

Ty Lee is the horniest between the two, she is always rubbing her beloved Alpha.

Azula is turned on when Ty Lee calls her "My Alpha."

After the betrayal, Azula no longer felt the bond between them.

[brieshapur]

❣️Calling All PETTY Besties❣️

✨Ok so here is the thing: I want to send envelopes full of glitter to your enemies for free.✨

📫I will include a note if you wish, done in creepy stamp letters, and all of it remains completely anonymous.

📫I just love sending mail, and I’ve exhausted my personal list of enemies.

📫Please message me with the intended’s address and your desired note.

[ihateornithologists]

god i had such a long history of hating iwtv like i even have funny screenshots of a 16yo me calling lestat a 'STUPID FAGGOT' etc and now i'm reading the books..... WHAT happened what the fuck

[gwensy]

deadbeat daughter gwen stacy is this anything

[pippenplayz]

Rise as Sky high

Raph as The Commander

"Maybe next time I punch a meteor hurdling towards Earth, I'll be the one to shatter into a million pieces."

Donni as Royal Pain

"But first, he had to destroy the very institution that dared to spurn his genius."

Leo as Stiches

"Now you just calm down. Let's go back to one."

Mikey as Jet stream

"Bro, when do we brief the president on supervillain infiltration of the IRS?"

April as Layla

"Big Mistake."

Hueso as nurse

"Their powers usually show up the next day. Or... they die."

Casandra as Waren Peace

"I say if you ever cross me again. I'll roast you alive."

Casey Jones as Ron Wilson

"And I'm Casey Jones. Bus driver."

Sprinter as Principle Powers

"I'm not Lou Jitsu, you know."

Baron Draxum as Sonic Boom

"Sidekick!"

Big mama as medulla

"I love life! Thank you Draxi~. For inviting me."

Todd as All American Boy

"Remember when we used to use real citizens?"

Hugin & Mugin as Lash & Speed

"As representatives of The Sky High welcoming committee..."

"We'd be happy to collect that $15 new student fee."

Dale as Zach

"The dunking must stop."

Kendra as Penny

"I don't want them to sit here."

Tifiny as Magenta

"Wana dance?"

( so want to draw these in the future )

[aengelren]

nobody knows my body better than Eren, we go way back in fanfiction

[lyraarylfyrefly]

oh no! i had thoughts about one of my characters. i decided her name is/was Idris which does NOT help cause i still don't have an actual name for her

she's heavily linked to flat out destruction and escaped a death cult that instilled the idea that she was only meant for destruction

she escaped when she was like 12 and both idolizes and hates the person who seems to be the cult's prophesied savior who will either end the world or the cult bc it was meant to be her and she's glad it wasn't.

she subconsciously believes that she can only destroy and makes herself miserable because of it

she decides to become a magical girl bc maybe then a monster can kill her but she lies to everyone (including herself) and says it's for the money

she's great at fighting but never strategizes unless direct fighting is not an option

she inherently thinks everyone but her relatives from the death cult are better people than her morally

she thinks she's a weapon, and she thinks she doesn't deserve anything she's ever gotten since she escaped

[fiendishartist2]

reading my own oc lore and being gagged as if i didnt write it

[bookmothic-dyke]

Date Bite - Starting Excerpt

Dead Girl Walking

Andromeda “Annie” Meadows, a day past twenty one, was a dead girl walking. And running. And chasing. And tearing out a guy’s jugular with her perfectly manicured nails. A pale blur of auburn curls, and ruddy teeth. Ripping and tearing. A whirl of bubblegum and blood, in a torn band-T.

Just a lot of red, and a hunter dead. 

So, Beatrice Baker, amateur cryptid-seeker, ran.

Sweat and emotion pour from her, in equal measure. Texts from her bandmates, Corri and Ines, flit in her pocket. Asking where she is, and how the scouting went. 

She ignores them.

The door, marked 402, slams shut, and latches with a click. As her back slides against it with a thud. Ashwood splinters, a broken stake, still digging into her palm. Sweat plastered strands of blonde, veil a mixture of panic and regret as her eyes flicker gold. Bitter bile lakers Beatrice’s tongue, as she catches her breath, and stumbles forward onto her mattress. Fingers unsteady. Pulling the still burning blunt from her pocket, staring at the empty ceiling of white, she takes in a hasty breath, and lets it go. 

“Smoking again?” It comes out as almost more of a statement than a question. As Annie Meadows, blood splattered band-t and borrowed denim jacket, crouches in the open sill. Chestnut curls dancing with the manilla curtains and pale weekend lights. Green eyes. Wide and deceptively doe-like, as they gleam in the dark. 

A vampire.

The enthralling image, the sharp grinned specter of Beatrice's best friend, breaks; as Annie falls onto the bed, bounces, rolls, and slams forehead first onto the floor, with a resounding thwack. “FUCK!”

[hauntingblue]

Yabushige count your fucking days. I am so mad

[coffeeandcalligraphy]

what's harrison gonna do when old bf (lonan) and new bf (callahan) are in the same room together they're the same guy different colour scheme

[zuzuzuko]

bro the way some men treat their partners when they're stressed/in a bad mood is fucking crazy like go to fucking therapy i'm begging you