#eventual promptis

[kittywritesfic]

So I did it.

Prologue and Chapter 1 of my fantasy GladNis fic are up

[transsongtaewon]

Really fun to me that Yoojin expects a specific response to saying "I have feet, too, you son of a bitch" and being confused when Hyunjae doesn't say anything and then we get (pre-reg fragment) Hyunjae's pov and he instinctively wants to say what Yoojin was thinking verbatim ("I carry you around all the time, so I forgot you did.")

And then he's deeply confused because he does not do a whole lot of carrying people around, apparently.

[thedarkrose17]

I've not really been feeling 100% today so I've been thinking about Prom and Noct a lot

Mostly thinking about times they've just leaned against each other when sat together, when one's having a rough day and just leans against the other as they just sit there in a comfortable silence either watching tv or one of them gaming

How they just slot perfectly against each other

[cameoliob]

i just saw your anya kallus art and would very much like to know more 👁️👁️

OH MY GOD YES ITS FINALLY TIME FOR ANYA TO SHINE

Okay heres her lore:

She was born to two young, but loving and financially stable parents in Coruscants mid-levels.

When she was 16, her mother became pregnant with her baby brother, Alexsandr. She graduated high school two years early, set to go to a prestigious university in the upper levels.

Shortly before after she graduated, her father died in a work-related incident. Her mother couldnt handle the stress of a newborn and a dead husband and prompty fucked off after Alexsandr was born.

Anya, the kindest, most hardworking, and tender soul to ever have lived, took it upon herself to raise her baby brother.

She dropped her university acceptance to pick up jobs (THREE OF THEM) to support them. Coruscant isnt kind, and eventually price-gouging and ever-increasing rent forced them down to the lower levels just before Alexsandrs fifth birthday.

So Alex grew up with a half-mom half-sister who dedicated her life to raising him. She sent him to a mid-level school, refused to let him get a job until he was 16 so that he could focus on his studies.

The pair were as close as they couldve been, even though Alex was a little shit.

Alex helped out where he could (pickpocketed the rich looking people during his commute home from school) but Anya worked tirelessly to give him a good life.

Just before Alex's 16th birthday Anya got sick, just like everyone in the lower levels do at some point.

They didnt have the money to get her help, and even if they did it wouldnt have stopped anything-- it would have just prolonged it.

She died shortly before Alex's 18th birthday. She was thirty four.

Alex didnt make enough money on his own to keep their shoebox apartment and turned to couch hopping.

It was no question for him to enlist in the empire; free room and board, and a near guarantee that he could get the hell off of Coruscant.

Alex never really got to mourn her. Not until nearly 18 years later after defecting and knowing that Anya would have been proud.

Proud of him for leaving Coruscant.

Proud of him for defecting.

Proud of him for doing the right thing.

So yeah thats the Anya lore. Lots of headcanon-y mumbo jumbo but we ball

[hashbrowpn]

──★ `WANNABE ARIEL, YOUR LOVER ̟ !?

ARTIST: LINK

WANDERER'S your lover. And he's a merman. How cool is that?

NOTES: this won the poll and honestly i dont blame u guys wanderer is so silly as a merman i wanna see him do some tricks like a dolphin in minecraft idk maybe he could do a lil flip in the water

"What's it like?" you ask, kicking yout feet into the crystal clear water that shimmered.

He cocks an eyebrow at you. "What's what like?"

You pause to study him, his eyes that seemed to shine in the low light, his wet raven locks sticking to his face and his nape, his lips that quivered as if he was holding back a few snarky remarks at the way you were looking at him. "To have a tail like that," you finally say, nodding to his tail that was ever so often swishing gently.

He looks at you with an expression that spoke he was either exasperated, irritated, or in thought. Perhaps all of the above.

He watched as you dip yourself further into the water, leaning on your elbows.

He crossed his arms and laid them on the shore, chin resting on his forearm. "You aren't all that bright in the head, has anyone ever told you that?"

"Hey!"

"Say, if I were to ask you," he suddenly reached out and grabbed your ankle, squeezing a yelp from you, ""what is it like to have legs?", what would you say?"

You sigh. "Good point, I guess."

he chuckles dryly at your defeat, tilting his head to see you feign annoyance, eventually giving in and huffing out a small laugh. He lets go of your ankle, the mark of his tight grip still visible on your skin.

There's a moment of silence.

"You're breathtaking, you know that, right?" you mumble, sitting up straight.

Wanderer looked caught off guard, and you savour that moment of him staring at you before saying, in a voice way too loud, "If you're trying to flatter me, it isn't working."

"Mhm." you gaze at his face dusted in red.

"I mean it!" he says.

You lean in and cup his face, pressing a kiss on his nose. He grunts a little, his tail fin sending ripples of waves into the water. You snicker and gently stroke his cheek with your thumb.

He's gazing into your eyes so dreamily.

Then he pulls you by your hips into the water.

You shriek with laughter as you join your lover in the water, the stars watching over you in the dark sky. "Wanderer!"

You thread your fingers through his locks of hair as he kisses you, tender and lovingly.

🍰. BONUS !!

"I am not letting you ride on my back."

"Wanderer, please?"

"..." he eyes you warily. With an exasperated sigh, he leans forward. "Fine, get on. Just this once."

You squeal, wrapping your arms around him, where his human flesh blended into scales, and got on his bare back.

"Hold on," he warned, before diving off into the waters.

You yelped, feeling the wind kiss your face. "Slow down, wait, wait wait, stop, sto-"

And he stopped abruptly, prompty launching you into the water.

He burst out laughing, throwing his head back as you stared at him in embarassment.

"That wasn't funny!" you huff, gently smacking his shoulder. He was grinning from ear to ear as he pressed a kiss on your lips. "I'd do anything just to see that again."

[seiwas]

HI MY BELOVED ANGEL!!! i am sending u mattsun + campfire as well as kisses n hugs <33

SAINTTT hello 🥺 thank you for sending a prompty!! 🥹 idt i've ever written mattsun fully before so this is something new!

help me get back into the writing groove! send me a character + any word and i'll write a short blurb about it!

contains: exes, stranded-y situation, feelings are complicated, some expletives

mattsun + campfire

"i told you we should've brought the spare—"

"yeah, let me go back in time for a sec and do just that."

"asshole."

lesson #1: nothing good ever happens when you're stuck in a car with your ex on the way to somewhere remote.

you blame iwaizumi for this one. who the fuck chooses to spend their birthday weekend in the fucking wilderness?

(okay, you don't actually think it's so bad. to be fair, he did plan this a year ago. and it did sound like a good idea. then. at the time. anywhere with the boys was always guaranteed fun―at least, until you and matsukawa broke up.)

"can you pass me the flashlight?" he points at the backpack behind you. when you hand it over, your fingers brush over his as he takes it away from you.

and you hate it, because―

lesson #2: you should never be alone with your ex when you still have feelings for them.

you'd agreed to take two cars to the camping spot: iwaizumi's with oikawa and hanamaki and matsukawa's with you. there was no way you'd fit in one, and hanamaki ultimately decided to ride with iwaizumi because, "you and mattsun have shit to sort out," he'd said.

with night setting and the two-hour headstart they managed to get ahead of you, the best thing you and matsukawa can do is to set up camp temporarily and wait for them to come back for you come sunrise.

you sigh.

leaves crack underneath your feet as you maneuver around your camping space. the light from matsukawa's flashlight tells you where he is, just a bit deeper in the forestry as he looks for wood to help set up the fire.

you unload the car in the meantime, bringing out some snacks and sleeping bags while waiting.

matsukawa eventually comes back with arms full of wood, and you help in whatever way you can, clearing the space and fetching more twigs when needed.

the entire car ride here had been quiet, so it's not surprising that this entire process has been equally as silent. until―

"did you already pull out your tent?" he asks, half of his body disappearing into the trunk of the car.

"huh?" you go closer, "i only brought out the sleeping bags."

then he sighs, ducking out from the trunk with a hand on his hip, "we only have one tent."

"what?"

"makki must have gotten yours with his when he decided to move cars."

his hand runs through his hair, a habit you know well. it lights up all sorts of weird feelings in your tummy

you don't know how to feel―

"i can sleep in the car."

―but you know that you definitely don't want him to do that. all things considered, you were friends first. and you've both been trying to be friends again since the breakup. you wouldn't want to cause him discomfort like that.

so, with a deep breath, you say, "it's okay, we can just share."

"are you sure?" he stares at you.

you nod.

after setting up the tent, you eat a few energy bars and clean up from the day's events. the campfire provides ample enough heat, but with how fast the flames are burning, you're doubtful it'll last the two of you the entire night.

it’s much later on, past midnight, that your doubts are proven right when you and matsukawa are cramped together in a tent made for one. it started to get cold a few minutes ago, and you've found yourself inching closer and closer to the warmth you’ve gotten used to laying against for the past two years.

he's only pretending to be asleep, you know that much, too. the rise and fall of his chest is hardly there; you can see it, how he's holding his breath being this close to you.

"issei," you whisper.

he opens his eyes, eyelids lifting lazily as he meets your stare. the vibration of his hum reverberates to you.

"it's cold."

for a moment, your stomach drops at the thought that he could ignore you; how it would make perfect sense for him to. you broke up with him after all, and he doesn't owe you anything, much less favors as intimate as this one.

but he closes the already dwindling gap between you, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer. it's near, far too near for exes to be―noses touching and all.

"warmer?" his voice comes out hoarser through the whisper.

you nod, your head shifting up and down—which, truly, is where you ultimately fuck up. you feel it, a little chapped but still pliant against your lips.

in your carelessness, you accidentally brush your lips against his, the sensation alone surprising you enough to inch your head back as you mutter your apologies.

"sorry? really?" he asks, eyes half-lidded still as he chuckles.

his question settles into the small space you're in.

your vision trails from his eyes, down to the slope of his nose, until it lands on his lips again. a little split like you've always known, but still your favorite. still the only lips you want against yours.

when you lean in again, you know you're fucked, because―

lesson #3: the number one rule is that exes shouldn't kiss each other anymore.

[lifesteal-headcanons]

by some mysterious circumstamce, the mind influencing entity of the dsmp also known as the crimson egg ends up in lifesteal. absolutely no one knows where the fuck it came from. neither hannah nor anyone who knows a sliver of dsmp lore happened to be online.

a war was prompty started, not because anyone was actually brainwashed nor had a real allegiance to the egg but purely because everyone mistook it for a dragon egg.

when it was finally able to communicate properly with lifestealers, what eventually led to its demise was offering to make the server "serene and peaceful" in exchange for pure loyalty to fucking clownpierce.

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[dullgecko]

i think fig is the absolute last person to realize theyre not a girl. its not that the closet is glass its that they think they are frolicking in a field, closet? yeah im gay what about it? everyone knows?, everyone sees that they are trans in some way and just. assumes they know. and will talk about it when they want to. or that they know but are just keeping it to themselves yk. that they dont really mind the she/her pronouns enough to come out.

i think gilear is the first to notice, not in a ‘i think my child is trans way’ he just slowly (accidentally) starts calling them child instead of daughter and stops using figueroth and instead uses just fig. fig themself doesnt notice one bit and neither does gilear tbh, but at some point he is exclusively using gender nuetral terms for them and it feels a lot more normal than using feminine terms so he sticks with that

the bad kids all notice. gorgug considers reaching out when he first starts thinking about gender stuff, to ask for advice about how theyre so unbothered by it, but maybe hes misreading them and its not being unbothered but actually just not being ready to talk about it so he goes to kristen instead

sometimes kristen and gorgug will both talk to jawbone about gender things, and he doesnt really have personal experience but he has enough second-hand experience to help, at one point he asks them why fig doesnt talk to him about it — “does fig talk to you guys?” “no? i think they talk to gilear about gender stuff, he always seems up to date on it. they havent come out ?? so weve just been quiet about it” jawbone tries to drop hints and fig is completely oblivious (“so, fig, i heard theres this educational event for parents of gender-questioning and trans kids. im planning on going. do you think i should invite gilear?” “oh yeah that would probably be great for working with kids! for his job! as the assistant principal! oh or do you mean for fabian? theres definitely something goin on with fabian. i dont think fabian knows he has gender baggage yet?” she has NO idea save her)

adaine, riz and fabian have no clue what to do so they just dont really mention it. adaine has seen a prophetic vision that just happened to have fig with an ‘all pronouns’ pin, but like, you dont just mention that to someone ?? fabian fully doesnt say anything about it, riz forced himself to not investigate anything because its none of his business but ooooo he wanted to. he really wanted to. then again he would fail miserably at clocking non-goblinoids on trans stuff anyways because there is simply no way that goblins have anywhere close to similar gender structures to humanoid races

ayda is chilling with it, she may be a lesbian but she really couldnt care less what gender fig turned out as. i think eventually adaine confides with ayda about her vision and ayda just asks fig what pronouns theyd like to go by, fig is absolutely flabbergasted when they realize they have to think about it for multiple seconds before realizing that they really dont mind any of them. they decide this is most definitely not a trans thing, just a ‘i dont really mind 🤷 ill just use she/her since its what everyone sees me as anyways! surely everyone feels this same way!’

ayda prompty forces her to talk to kristen and gorgug about it and after doing so lots and lots they realize, finally, that theyre genderfluid. this takes time to sink in tbh, i dont think fig would just be okay im trans time to move on, and i think they would take every step in their transition really slowly actually. they find it lots of fun though!

everyone is pretty surprised to know fig didnt know they were trans, but coming out is so easy when 1 your friends are awesome and 2 you say “im genderfluid” and everyone says “oh you finally figured it out!” so everything falls in place very seamlessly

Gotta love a good trans bad kid headcannon. A+

[ghxstlly]

Do you have any headcanons or lore for lethal au feanger?? 👀

I certainly dooooo

lore dump time! ☢️

Disclaimer! This started as a Lethal Company (you know- the funny game!) AU, but my ideas have gotten a little far from the source material, enough that I'm not super sure if I can call it that anymore. It's still seeped in some Lethal Company lore and elements, just way way less than you're probably expecting it to be. Lol!

--

Worldbuilding Stuff

In the very, very distant future, long after the Earth was made uninhabitable, civilization as we know it has spread out to the (apparently very barren) nearby cosmos.

Since there's yet to be a planet discovered that's as lush and full of life as Earth was, a lot of time and energy is spent erecting facilities on barren planets and their moons to gather resources and research to support the settlements and space stations where everyone lives now (at least until they find somewhere nice to go). And when those celestial bodies "dry up", said facilities are prompty abandoned and left to rot.

That's where Halden Electronics comes in— a shady, opportunistic bunch, they like to swoop in after a facility is condemned to salvage what was left behind, for goodness knows what. Trouble is, they're small— they don't have the resources to scavenge in all the thousands of facilities themselves... so they recruit what they call "liquidators."

Ex-convicts, the poor and the otherwise miserable are sought out and promised a better life so that they might sign on, unaware that they're being used as expendable labor.

The Guys!

Fenton was one such individual— desperate for an escape from his stressful environment and hoping to regain some self worth and confidence, he became a liquidator. Though he struggled at first, immensely frightened by the abandoned facilities and the dangers within, he eventually began to excel at his work.

Unfortunately for him, despite his caution, the hazardous conditions eventually caught up with him— more than once. After several years of dutiful work, scarred and injured, Fenton began to deteriorate, physically and mentally, and, taking notice, his overseers assigned him a workmate, despite him being a 1-person team, working out of a ship built for 1.

Igna, a fiery, audacious fellow, became a liquidator because he felt that his life had no purpose, and was assigned to Fenton's team, where he found himself immediately disliked. Believing Igna to be a threat to his safety due to his reckless approach to their work, as well as a sign that his overseers were no longer satisfied with his performance, Fenton was hostile towards Igna and the two fought. Often.

However, after some time, Igna began to realize the extent of Fenton's... many issues, as well as the gravity and truth of the situation they're both in, and found himself wanting to help and protect him, the two growing close as a result and eventually falling for one another.

A couple miscellaneous points

Fenton was actually almost correct about the reason for Igna being sent to join his team— recognizing Fenton's deteriorating health, his overseers thought it would be wise to send Igna as a preemptive replacement.

Along with his physical injuries, Fenton also suffers from hepatic encephalopathy— a condition which affects his coordination, motor function, sleep patterns and causes seizures. It was noticing these sorts of things that made Igna more and more sympathetic.

[kitweewoos]

Hmm for BuckTommy prompty stuff, what about a scene from the first time Buck is in the hospital after they get together? ♡♡♡♡ thank uuu

right where i need to be

Tommy knew it was going to happen eventually. They were firefighters. Getting hurt was almost part of the job description, and he knew Evan’s history of getting injured on the job. He just didn’t expect it to happen so soon after they got together. He wasn’t sure why he was surprised, though. It was Evan Buckley, after all, the man who had survived getting crushed by a firetruck, caught in a tsunami, and struck by lightning.  

[sunset-peril]

Yippee, I was actually able to get a Zora May entry done! I wanted to do a Tavo/Vyrtuka piece so badly, and made myself wait until A) May and B) I had time to do it.

I got the prompt lists a little mixed up and realized I was reading the 2023 list about halfway through idea generation, so this is for both the Sentimental (2023) and Tears (2024) prompts. I hope that's alright! I haven't done one of these since Shiptober 2021 so I'm rustyyyy.

There is both an art piece and a short story! Look at me being extra The art piece is based on the short story, so it's not as prompty as the story itself.

Zora May is hosted by @prisiidon

Based on the Hyrule's Final Stand AU series

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He had heard Prince Sidon had found a Hylian to bring to the Domain.

A Hylian that could handle the shock arrows necessary to attack Divine Beast Vah Ruta. 

A Hylian that could save both the Zora and Hyrule as a whole from a whole other calamity.  

There was nothing that could have prepared an elder like him for the shock that would come that morning in the Domain. The sound that echoed so fully off the cliffs and mountains enveloping the Domain. That sound was supposed to be impossible. 

Guardians drowned it out in the flames of Calamity, never to be heard again. 

It must be his old age playing tricks on him, a century’s worth of memories sweeping through him as diluted sunlight twinkled down in this otherwise unending storm. 

But then he saw him. His ancient eyes fell upon this young Hylian. It cannot be, yet it was. 

Just like the rest of the Domain, he was absolutely drenched by the rainfall, and a small frog seemed to have set off his instincts as he splashed around in the Mikau Lake, nose as close to the water as possible without breaching the surface. 

“...Link? Is it really you?” 

The Hylian perked up from such a stance like a startled member of the wildlife, eyes and nostrils wide as his head flared back. Certainly enough, the hallmark scars of an old friend were clearly present on the face, just slightly faded from the last time. The spaulders of his armor gleamed from the water slickening their surface, betraying his true past with mistaken symbolism.

This cannot be, yet it is. 

He stepped closer, weary teal arms reaching out towards the blond Hylian. “Link?”

The Hylian stepped closer, mouth shut with nearly blank eyes glimmering just the slightest with curiosity. There was no familiarity in them, which shook the Zora elder’s arms even further. The armor on his body glistened further as he climbed from the lake. Eventually, he stopped approaching, opting instead to lay on a large, soaked rock and sigh. 

The elder sat alongside him, stroking the Hylian’s armored shoulder as he curled up into the elder’s side. The signs were clear, and that brought a choking urge to cry. There was no reason to withhold the urge, and he wept openly; though his tears were masked with the ever persistent downpour that’d been the reason for this old friend’s arrival. He pulled the open sleeve of his robe over the Hylian’s head, wet ears folding under the additional pressure as a scarred snout began to sniff at the underside. A smile containing the pain of a century crept across the elder as tears continued their attempt to choke it. “It’s okay, Link… Vyrtuka’s here… Vyrtuka’s here, buddy…” 

A wet nose poked against his shaking arm, and he felt his smile break into a grimace while pain flashed through him. Link felt just as cold as he had to have been a century ago. He wanted to scoop the young one up into his arms and take him somewhere warm to dry and feed him, but he knew Link’s fears ran much deeper than simple memory. He did not want to frighten Link, as it seemed Link would not be able to remember why he was afraid, only that he was. 

How could this be possible? How could he even be here, and in this much youth? He’d been told long ago this creature’d been buried six feet below. 

“Link…” 

Link tilted his head out from the robe’s sleeve. 

He thought carefully, how to deliver this question. Link could not answer this for him, yet he wanted to make sure Link understood. He deserved that much. After a gentle squeeze of the shoulder, he bent down slightly and asked in the most pained intonation of Link’s native tongue. “Who stole your rest in peace?” 

~~~

“Who gave the armor to Link? Muzu, I understand sentimentality, but surely you thought about the implications.” 

“I don’t want him having that any more than you do, Tavo. The King gave it to him, otherwise I would have been more vocal.”

“You want it denied to him on the basis of pettiness. I wish the King had given it more consideration on the basis of meaning. King Dorephan’s presentation of the armor violates the final agreement between Link and Mipha! It shames the Kingdom of Hyrule’s memory!”

“What does the reason matter if I agree that the King shouldn’t have given it to him?! It is a sacred item to our people, to be handed off to a traitor who broke his contract on the matter of lust! It is just as much a shame to Mipha as it is to the Kingdom of Hyrule you are so desperately concerned over.” 

“Link did nothing that broke the promise he and Mipha made to each other. A promise is not broken if both parties wish to dissipate it of their own free will and agree on mutual terms. Mipha willingly released him from his contract, and you know it was never his wish for his own life anyway. She gave him grace to release him. The kindness you so desperately demand Link honor is the same kindness you disgrace by punishing him, the kindness so overwhelming in our dear Mipha that she broke her own heart to heal his suffering.” 

“I do not dare disgrace her! It is Link who used that kindness against her to lure her to a blood-soaked grave, not the other way around.” 

“It is a disgrace to her to show a man such vitriol when you know of the mark he left in her heart. Despite whether you feel he wronged her or not, he remains whom she called beloved until her last breath. I would suggest you treat him with respect. The King and Prince remain ever fond of him, despite their overwhelming loss. I think we can afford the same.” Tavo turned his head to peer further into the Domain from where he and Muzu stood on the Great Zora Bridge’s edge. Despite the rainfall turning the Domain’s walkways to shallow rivers, Link was curled up beneath Mipha’s statue, run-off from a shimmering “In loving memory” plaque dripped onto his face as Sidon rambled on about his late sister to him. In truth, he believed this behavior from his fellow Zora to be no less manipulative than what Muzu accused Link of doing so long before. The young Wolfbred was vulnerable in his memory-less state, and it wasn’t fair to him or to the family who had lost him to try and recreate an alternate past into him now. He was not about to cheapen his words with insensitive behavior. Link’s appearance was both the scalpel and the salt to the wounds left deep by Mipha’s death. While Tavo refused to let the werewolf he helped raise become a scapegoat once more, he understood that the bleeding hearts Link was causing would have to be dealt with by the Zora alone. 

[coffeeheartaddict2]

At Last

Book: Open Heart (pre-series)

Pairing/characters: Ethan x Ramsey x F!OC Estelle Campion, Tobias Carrick

Catergory: Fluff

Rating: PG

Warnings: allusion to sexual activity

Word count: 445

Summary: Tobias is excited that Ethan and Estelle have finally gotten together.

Disclaimer: Characters (except Estelle Campion) belong to Pixelberry

Authors note. Second kiss prompt from this list. The promptis with happiness. Hope you like my take Elsa

😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘😘

Tobias arrived home from a fractious visit to Philadelphia to visit his mum for Christmas. He pulled an all nighter to get home so when he arrived home and saw Estelle in his best friend’s shirt , well he could have been forgiven for thinking his eyes were deceiving him but they were not. It was Estelle and she was in one of Ethan’s shirts. One could not help but assume that Ethan had stopped being an obstinate ass and that they were together.

They go to the kitchen to make coffee and that is when Ethan woke up. Estelle commented that Ethan was the smart one to avoid problematic families.

After breakfast Ethan walked Estelle home and Tobias used the time to freshen up after his drive.

Tobias had to admit he was excited and relieved. Both Ethan and Estelle had been dancing around what he thought was an inevitability. He knew they both liked each other but Ethan especially loved getting in the way of that.

Ethan returned not long after. He gave him a hug, placed his hands on either side of his face and kissed his forehead with much happiness and excitement.

“Well done buddy and about bloody time!” Exclaimed Tobias.

Ethan blushed. “I did not realize that my personal life warranted such excitement from you.” Said Ethan.

“Buddy, you two have had such a long and protracted dance around what is clear as day and that this that you both like each other very very much. If I am being honest I was starting to wonder if anything would happen.” Said Tobias.

“I know we took our time, you know the reasons at my end. Last night was amazing though so I am glad that we are together” said Ethan, with a wistful smile.

“So shall I expect to see plenty of socks on your door handle then?” Asked Tobias, mischievously.

Ethan chuckled. They talked more about the night before and Tobias vented about his dad. Late in the afternoon Ethan received a message from Estelle inviting him to her house which Ethan accepted.

Eventually Tobias was alone. He was happy for his friend and happy for Estelle too. He drifted off to sleep after a long day.

The next day came and Tobias saw Ethan and Estelle out and about. Estelle saw Tobias and invited him to join them. They had a pleasant lunch. Tobias thought that he was interrupting but Estelle stated that even though her and Ethan are in a relationship, they are all still friends. Ethan proposed a toast to friendship and new relationships.

Everyone chorused the sentiment and looked forward to what the year would bring.

———

Authors note:

Short and sweet but it just makes six months time hurt more because in my world, even though right at the beginning he thought about pursuing Estelle but he could see that she wanted Ethan so he decided to not pursue her and they were great friends the three of them so when it goes pear shape it really hurt everyone, especially the boys.

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[robinsnest2111]

...thinking about early early days terror twins drunk make outs... 🙏

Nikki and Tommy are already all over each other anyway, and when they're wasted it gets even more intense. It probably starts with Tommy crawling into Nikki's lap, nuzzling into his face and licking and biting his cheek, then drifting over to Nikki's mouth. Nikki doesn't object, more than happy for some love and connection, especially with his other half. It's messy and sloppy, muddled by alcohol, occasionally bumped noses, objectively the furthest thing from perfect. But they're both putting their all into it, seeking affection, so much love to give, emotions and primal needs laid bare. They're practically melting into each other, tongues and spit and teeth, body and soul. things get more and more heated with each passing second, eventually they're grinding against each other's legs, still kissing and nipping and licking into each other's mouth, no words, just groaning and whining and growling and sighing. They both come within seconds of each other, prompty passing out after exerting this much energy while drunk.

They wake up, all tangled up in each other, evidence of what they did the night before clear to see and feel. They don't talk about it, what would they even say? There's a certain amount of awkwardness, a few embarrassed chuckles, but it doesn't change much.

These drunk make outs happen semi-regularly after that first instance, never discussed, just guided by what both of them need at each given moment. Luckily it works out for them thanks to their freaky mind connection and Tommy's uncanny ability to get Nikki to gladly go along with almost anything he's got his mind set to

[thedarkrose17]

Sunshine Incarnate Rewrite Chapter 20

So I probably should have been doing this sooner but the whole fic's on ao3. Please comment cause it helps fuel my motivation, let's me know people actually like this au and will hopefully get faster updates out

Also eventual Promptis not yet though

(Sorry no chapter preview the app isn't being great trying to set that up)

Fic tldr: au where Prom's an astral and tries to rewrite fate

Chapter Summary:

After doing a few errands for Cindy they have enough for fuel and some food but by the time they’ve finished it’s turning dark.

“Y’all should stay put, ain’t safe travellin’ at night.” Cindy states.

“Daemons?” Prompto asks.

The mechanic nods

[cameoliob]

i'm the kallus jovan anon again, never apologize for writing what is basically an entire angsty fic, it was an amazing raed. can i ask you more stuff about these two? like how did it go from kallus pov? tell me more about his youth in the underbelly of corruscant? why doesn't he have a family :( and what does he think about jovans parents and all of their lifestyles?

HI I'M ANSWERING YOUR ASKS OUT OF ORDER BUT WE BALL (also i love you thank you so much for letting me yap)

Okay, so Kallus' upbringing is so interesting to me and I have ALOT of thoughts about it

I have a another post thats kind of about this (but it's specifically about his sister, Anya (that I made up) so you can find that here, BUT i want to get into the nitty gritty of his upbringing anyways so HERE WE GO

Kallus' father passed away in a work related accident shortly before he was born, and his mother, unable to bear the stress of a dead husband, a newborn, and Coruscanti housing prices, prompty fucks off. Kallus' older sister, Anya, who is 16 at the time, takes it upon herself to raise her baby brother.

They had lived in the mid-levels for a number of years (all of which Kallus was too young to remember), thanks to Anya taking up a ton of different jobs, but the Coruscanti housing prices rise like NOBODYS buissness and eventually they end up in the lower levels.

Although they were dirt poor (except there was no dirt because it's Coruscant) they were as happy as they could have been. Kallus was, by nature, an energetic, gritty little kid with undeniable ambition and drive, and Anya-- who at this point is more mom than sister-- worked hard so that she could give him to opprotunities he deserved.

Anya was a strong believer in getting a good education and she managed to get Kallus into the mid-level middle/high school that she had gone to (and graduated early from!) in her teen years.

Coruscanti housing prices are still rising.

Kallus gets his first job when he's 12 (they dont gaf about child labor laws) as a dishwasher at one of the diners his sister works at because the owner had a real soft spot for "the sweet girl and her skinny kid." (Eventually he gets promoted to server but that's really besides the point) ANYWAYS

So basically, teenage Kallus, who is fighting tooth and nail to get THE HEELLLLL out of the lower levels via education, has a daily schedule that looks like:

4:15 AM - Wake up

4:30 - leave the house

4:45-6:45 - take the lift up to school (do homework on the way)

7:15 - 3:00 - School

3:30 - 5:30 - take the lift down (do homework on the way)

6:00 - 11:30 - work

12:15- go to bed

Dont get it twisted though, bro had HOBBIES (which included, but were not limited to, fixing broken droids, bad graphiti, pickpocketing, going clubbing, and just kind of running around with whimsy) (All of which he would do on his singular day off per week)

So basically this man has NEVER known rest in his entire life

It's after Kallus turns 18 and graduates that his sister passes away at 33. The lower levels are polluted, the air so smogged up and toxic that nearly everyone deeper than level 2000 gets sick at some point. Anya had lived the average length of a lower-level citizen, but that didn't console Kallus whatsoever.

Landlords are assholes, and the 2 year lease on his shoebox apartments name was under ANYAs name, not his, so landlord decides that he should kick this greiving 18 year old kid to the curb so that he can bump up rent for the next person.

Kallus, as any person would, spirals. He's couch hopping, he may or may not be partaking in mind-altering substances that may or may not be considered illegal, he is losing his goddamned mind. This is his rock bottom. And he realizes that he'd better get his shit together or else he'll be stuck in the lower levels swimming in alchohol and greif for the rest of his life (which would not be long).

And then news finally gets down to the lower levels (a month after the fact) that the Republic is gone, and that the Empire has taken its place. And the Empire doesn't want a clone army anymore, no, they want people to enlist. And do you know what enlisting means???

Free room and board

So Kallus hops THE FUUUCCKKK on this opprotunity, because who wouldnt????

And when he goes to enlist, he finds out that since he went to a school in the mid-levels he's elligable to test-in to the academy. Which he does, and succeeds at.

So now he's at the academy after the most insane and miserable month of his life, and there are all these rich ASSHOLES, who have just been living up here??? In the sun??? With money??? This whole time???

So he, of course, hates them all

But then Jovan shows up.

The only real kindness Kallus had ever known had been from Anya, his sister (mom?) who devoted her entire life to ensuring that he had a better one. Other than her, everyone Kallus had ever met was after something, weather that be money, a favor, ect. So when Jovan shows up, all smiles and niceness and whatever, Kallus doesn't trust him. Eventually, though, he realizes that Jovan is kind just for the hell of it. He's kind because he can be.

So he accepts Jovans friendship.

And Jovan teaches him how to fit in. How to dress, how to talk, how to act, ect ect. It's all a bit overwelming, of course, but Kallus is glad, because at least people arent looking at him all weird in the hallways anymore.

At the end of the year he finally properly meets Jovans parents after Jovan offers to bring him on their family vacation. And goddamnit, so wonder their son is so sweet, they are too.

Jovans mom takes him shopping for new clothes to wear on vacation, she buys him lunch, and when they come back she shows him all the embarassing baby-photos of Jovan that she had stashed away.

And when they go on vacation (on Naboo, ive decided) Jovans dad tries to teach Kallus how to fish, even though Jovans dad is not good at fishing, and really just wanted to wear a fun hat and sit by the lake for a few hours. (Kallus discovers that catching fish with his bare-hands actually has a higher success rate than when he tried with the pole)

Yeah, theyre rich upper-level-ers with soft hands, and they have no idea how bad things can get down in the lower-levels (and probably never will), but they're just so goddamned sweet. They're not like the kids in his classes at the academy who made fun of his unkempt hair, or his perpetual sunburn, or the way his accent was a bit off, theyre kind.

And Jovan is kind.

It's kind of a no-brainer that Kallus fell for the guy

[bowlsbowlsalltypeabowls]

Halloween candy tragedy. A picked this little container of mini m&ms for his treat and prompty dropped them all over the floor. The grossest part of the floor, right in the entryway where we walk with shoes on. I had to throw them out! Trust me. It turned out that was the only container of mini m&ms. He was eventually soothed by an oreo, but it was a rough few minutes