#ficblogging

[falloutcoys]

name a more iconic duo than me and an ambitious AU i have neither time nor energy to work on

[magicalgirlmascot]

We know that Norik trying to get Varian through the airport and into the country illegally was a harrowing time for both of them. BUT… has Onewa ever tried to fly anywhere with Krahka? (And was there a pet carrier crate involved?)

I feel like they would specifically avoid doing anything that would require getting her a passport, so they've almost certainly never left the country together. However, when they do travel, if there's any kind of ticket fee (airplanes, trains, busses, etc) then 9 times out of 10 they'll find a way to sneak Krahka in somewhere. She refuses to be labelled a "pet" and squirreled away somewhere, so this usually takes the form of her turning into a small animal and hiding somewhere in Onewa's clothes. If they're at the airport she gets past security by virtue of Being A Spider and then climbs into Onewa's shirt and chills there as a lizard or whatever for a while.

Important to note that most transport doesn't require ID of any kind to buy a ticket. They just do this to save money/for the thrill of the heist.

[warpweight]

ALL OF THIS EMOTIONALLY EXHAUSTING EXPERIENCE BEING DRAWN OUT FOR MONTHS AND FINALLY CULMINATING IN A BLOWOUT FIGHT/HEARTWRENCHING MAKEOUT/THE TWO LEAST ROMANTIC BOAT RIDES OF ALL TIME IN ONE NIGHT. AND THEN CHRISTINE DAAE HAS TO GO GET A MINWAGE JOB AT THE LAUNDROMAT TOO

[serialkilluh1996]

Medieval executioner König au, pleeaaase. Reader being accused of witch craft, pleeeeeeaaaase.

König hiding you away in his cabin, having you declared missing, likely devoured by wolves or stolen by the devil himself cause he doesn't wanna kill you, PLEAAAAS–

[plasticfreckles]

He's a deranged demon possessing an assassin to YOU

to me he's the beloved little impulse creature saving the day

gifs by me i made these

[sharkneto]

On November 10, 2002, Number Five makes an apocalyptic mistake. One that takes him four decades to recover from. At least he makes a friend while he’s there.

Chapter 3 is a doozy, folks. Enjoy?

[grandmasterswife]

Cramps and Comfort

->Summary: reader woke up with period cramps and her boyfriend, Rafe is there to comfort her.

->Warnings/Tags: mentions of blood obviously, not canon Rafe at all, idiotic boyfriend but in an endearing way, fluff.

->A/n: not proofread, I wrote this within an hour this morning, probably not the best work. it’s short and sweet >:)

You felt a rush of pain in your lower abdomen upon opening your eyes. Your legs instinctively lifted as you twisted your upper body, trying to find a position for relief.

You would have kept trying had your boyfriend not been blissfully unaware, sleeping beside you. His chest rose and fell at a slow pace, so even though you wanted to be in his arms, you decided to let him sleep. You got up quietly and slowly, with every step to the bathroom you nearly winced in pain.

After sitting down on the toilet, you looked down and saw streaks of blood between your thighs, and blood-soaked panties. “Damnit.” You brought your elbows up, setting them on your thighs so you could rest your head in your hands.

You heard steps coming towards the bathroom door followed by a light knock.

“If you need to pee, you’re gonna have to wait.” Your voice came out low and gravelly. There was no part of you worried about him coming in, he’d seen this many times before now and he never made it a big deal.

The door opened, “Why? Are you taking a shit?”

“No, Rafe. M’not taking a shit. I started my period.”

His joking banter ended with that sentence, an understanding tone took over. “Do you need anything?”

Still with your head down in your hands, you reply “Yeah, can you plug in my heating pad? I’m gonna take a quick shower.”

You can hear foot steps walk away so you get up and flush, walking to the sink to rinse the blood off of your panties. You open the door to your closet, grabbing a new pair along with an oversized shirt before turning on the shower and getting in.

You twist the nob to the hottest setting your body will allow, and after washing your body, you let the water run over your lower back. Rafe re-emerges and peaks his head into the shower curtain, “You doing okay?”

You give him a look instead of replying.

“C’mere.” He reaches his arms out and places a hand on your waist, using his free hand to caress you while you continue standing underneath the water.

“You’re gonna get all wet. And the floor.” As good as it felt, you were concerned about his clothes and the water that was now splashing outside of the tub.

“I’ll clean it, baby.”

You closed your eyes and sank into his gentle touch. His fingers brushed against your skin, lovingly moving up your back and back down again. After two years of being together, he had picked up on a lot. The first time he was in your presence while it was this bad, he had asked you what felt like a million questions.

“Are you hungry?”

“Do you want to be alone?”

“Am I talking too much?”

“What’s the difference between these pads? Which one did you say you wanted?”

By now, he knew what kind of mood you were in, what you needed and how to proceed. You never asked him to, but he loved you and it was a way he knew how to show that.

It wasn’t long before your uterus decided you’ve been standing for long enough, causing a groan to escape your lips. “Can you hand me my towel?” You turn off the water.

“I’ll be right back, I’m gonna go grab a rag to clean the water up.”

You nodded your head, grabbed a pad and put it into place, sliding your panties on. After putting on your shirt, you slowly made your way to the bed and laid stomach down on the heating pad. You heard Rafe enter the bathroom, coming out only a minute later. The bed sunk further in as he got on, inching closer to you and you turn your head so you can look at him.

He takes his hand, rubbing your lower back again, this time going even further down to your ass. He lightly squeezed it before going back up. If you weren’t in pain, it would have turned you on. But you were just comforted by his touch.

“You just couldn’t help yourself, could you?” You joke.

“Could never resist an ass grab. It felt good though, huh?” He smirks at you and you return a smile.

“Come closer, I wanna lay on you.” You remove the heating pad from underneath you, laying it on your back. After your boyfriend turned from his side onto his back and opened his arms, you crawled towards him, hiking a leg up to wrap around him and laying your head on his chest.

His arms tighten around you, holding the much needed heating device in place. “You’re so warm, it’s like I have a portable heater for a girlfriend.”

You let out a laugh and feel a kiss being planted on your head. Your pain had subsided and you felt yourself dozing off from feeling an occasional cold thumb stroking your skin.

[llycaons]

idk if I can do 5 more chapters of this. it's just really really boring and ooc and generic and modern in a soulless way

[unpretty]

Do u think Clark has like. Weird organs. Does he have lungs. Is his heart on the right.

has weird organs. lungs too big. some extras that humans don't seem to have. he doesn't know either and refuses to let anyone look if he can help it. martha avoided a lot of uncomfortable questions when he was a kid by saying she didn't believe in various medical procedures because she was a unitarian. she really coasted on no one in smallville knowing what a unitarian was. when an actual unitarian moved to smallville there was a lot of confusion until martha told everyone she'd been lying because she was actually in a cult at the time. no one had a problem with this because it seemed like it explained a lot.

[artsybi]

Keep Your Head Up, Nothing Lasts Forever

i can't believe this is the first piece of tma fic i'm publishing, but also it's very on brand for me, i can admit that lmao

(and no this isn't the longfic i was polling for formatting on, this is, if you can believe it, an entirely different longfic. yeah i know, im not sure how i ended up here either.)

i've got SO many plans for this fic, hope y'all enjoy :3

Summary:

Gerry wakes up. It's March of 2012 and Gerry wakes up. He's not dead anymore, shoved five years back into the past and back into his living, breathing, 24 year old body, and he realizes that this is a do-over. There are a lot of things he'd like to fix.

[magicalgirlmascot]

I've just remembered that the Ignika canonically cursed everybody and most people who weren't their Chosen or Mata Nui if they touched the mask.

Ignika as a person probably is covered from neck to toes, always with long sleeves and pant legs, closed shoes, and even gloves, no matter how warm and humid it is.

Ignika is the most touch-averse person in the entire world. He's dressed like you said, neck to toes covered at all times. Hands off the merchandise. Anyone who does touch them without consent will have some Real Bad stuff happen to them, and in Ignika's mind they will have deserved it.

I also really like your idea of Ignika observing the Inika for a while before approaching them. Matoro has this eerie feeling of being watched randomly at school or out and about and then this beautiful person with golden eyes approaches them one day and says "hello Guardian" with what might be a smile on anyone else and he freaks the fuck out and runs

Eventually Ignika manages to impress on him who it is, and for a while he's the only one it will let touch it at all. After a while though I think he would let the other Inika get a brief touch in here or there--a friendly pat on the back, a hand to help him up when he falls. She still mostly wants Matoro, though. He's not sure how he feels about it.

[warpweight]

trying to go through the required motions of my life but no one KNOWSSS that erik just bitched out at nadir AGAIN and he and raoul are doing MUTUALLY ASSURED PSYCHIC REACHAROUND DESTRUCTION while christine is SAD!!!! and PREGNANT!!!!! in the BETTER FREAKING MAN!!!!!!

[lawful-evil-novelist]

Maybe giving Jason!Robin and Orphan!Cass a week of overlap was a bad idea.

[proserpinasacra]

I’ve started referring to synth!Cooper in my notes as Scoop. Which. Is probably juuuust silly/practical enough for Lucy to also come up with but for all of our sanity’s sake I will not include.

[falloutcoys]

to me, writing is a lot like solving a puzzle.

sometimes I know what I need to do to get from point A to B and I just have to execute all the right steps and get it done. sometimes i've got a vague idea of what's got to be done but until I do it, the exact shape of it is unknown. sometimes i've got to just bash my head against the wall and hope it gets me somewhere.

and sometimes there's a moment where everything clicks into place and i feel like a genius. and honestly nothing beats that feeling

[captainkirkk]

I unearthed my super old Bad Things Happen Bingo card today and realised I only filled in 2 squares...

Anyone feel free to send me prompts for the unfilled squares! Current fandoms I'm interested in writing for are: DC (Wayne and Kent family mainly), Star Wars Prequels/Clone Wars, ATLA, The Goblin Emperor, Hands of the Emperor (Nine worlds series), and Welcome to Demon School Iruma