#first fic ahh

[atherea]

“It, uh. Had a virus.” 

“So you smashed it?” Bruce, usually quite composed, looked baffled.

“Yeah?” Tim said, like it should be obvious, “I didn’t want it to spread to my other appliances.”

Bruce looked astounded by Tim’s sheer stupidity.

fanart of ch19 of @wesslan's cards on the table, i read this all last night and its been wired in my brain since then oh my god i love all the silly moments in this fic

[lovedrruunk]

‘Take ur heart!

Venture (Overwatch) x reader

Authors note!!! (¬‿¬ ); (UPDATE: PLEASE GO READ MY OTHER POSTS INSTEAD CUZ I LITERALLY HATEE THIS ONE AHHHH THE OTHERS R SM BETTER I SWEAR!! IM STILL LEARNING!!!) First fic ever (and last knowing me!) and ofc it’s overwatch related…. I’ve literally never written a fanfic before so pls give me feedback!! I feel like it’s a bit boring just cuz we haven’t learned a lot abt them yet so it’s very surface lvl!!

“I got this one while digging in Acropolis! And this one from a site in Giza!” They said enthusiastically pointing to some scars on their forearm.

You and your new colleague, which you now know goes by Venture, had met on the rooftop of your work building about an hour ago when you both had coincidentally needed some fresh air. You hadn't even been there for more than 5 minutes before you heard the door to the rooftop open. Despite having just met, you found yourself immediately drawn to their easygoing nature. They spoke with a lightness and joy that seemed contagious and you couldn’t help but be caught hook line and sinker.

“And this one—" they grinned awkwardly, pointing to the chip in their front teeth. “This um…” They lowered their finger, looking away a bit embarrassed. “It was nothing.”

You chuckled at how much of a bad liar they were and as curious as you were, you didn't want to pry into anything that might make them uncomfortable, so you decided to swiftly take the attention off it.

"How'd you get this one?" you reach out to take their hand pointing to a deep scar you had noticed on their thumb.

"Oh I got that one fighting a monkey for a rock in Suravasa." they shrugged and you couldn't help but laugh at how casual they were.

"Scary!"

"Nah, just annoying! Little dude didn't know what he had coming... I may have been scathed but I won the war!"

You shook your head in amusement at their nonchalant attitude towards what sounded like a crazy life and as you leaned against the railing you noticed yourself admiring them more and more.

After a bit of rambling Venture seemed to have come back to their senses stopping abruptly. They took a second to look at you closely noticing how you were genuinely interested. You weren't still there out of pity or asking questions for conversations sake, you genuinely liked listening to them talk which Venture had realized pretty early on that in professions like theirs, was pretty rare. They couldn't help but feel flustered under your gaze, quickly trying to put the attention off of them and on to you.

"Well what about you? Any things you're passionate about?"

As the conversation flowed, you found yourself sharing stories of your own, although they were average compared to theirs. Nevertheless, they listened with genuine interest, nodding along and occasionally butting in with words of praise or curiosity.

Before you knew it, the sun had begun to set and the evening breeze was ruffling your hair as you stood in silence, content with each other's company.

"I bit a rock."

"...hah?"

"I bit a rock... and it chipped my tooth."

"..."

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[silkieluv]

The last update about my fic

I've decided to change things up. You aren't going to know what I changed because I want to avoid spoilers and stuff, but to take the stress of me thinking you have high expectations, I should probably stop updating. That's why I've been so inactive

So don't worry! It's progressing as we speak, you just would only know when it's out.

Also! Instead of writing it all then publishing every month a chapter, the second this chapter is done with I'll upload. I can always rewrite or something, but I really wanna upload once I'm finished.

Thank you! Stay tuned ;P

[lushrue]

ive really fallen in love with how you write the hockey au men. i need more, maybe of them watching reader skate a complicated choreography for the first time? (◞ ‸ ◟ㆀ)

yeah absolutely! thanks for the request, anon! sorry this has sat for so long, i wanted to do it justice!

there might end up being a scene like this later in the fic (haven’t gotten the whole storyline planned out yet), but for sure reader’s nervous. there’s a lot of complicated jumps in there and some skills that they haven’t quite mastered yet. they’d be practicing at the rink almost every day, probably getting a little hard on themselves when they’re still trying to iron out the kinks in their routine. they wouldn’t let the boys watch them practice, except for gaz. he’s the least intimidating of the bunch to them, more concerned about the artistry than the technical execution. but having the others watch would put too much pressure on them, so the first time they all see it as a group is when reader competes it.

they sit on the bench, waiting with bated breath as you skate onto the ice. you’d told them about it, of course. you had to when they saw how stressed you were and demanded to know what was mucking up that pretty head of yours. the shaking of your hands didn’t go unnoticed by them as you struck your starting pose. simon caught the puff of your exhale, your chest visibly deflating. when the music started, they all tensed up, their eyes locked on you.

price would fully be in captain mode, watching you like a hawk for any missteps. he would see the missteps and grimace, as much as he tried to keep his expression encouraging. he’d have a list of critiques in his head running as you skated. lift the leg a bit more and your turn will be more stable. speed up a little going into that jump and you’ll have the momentum for one more rotation. but he’d never tell you any of it, not unless you asked. it came from a place of love, a desire to see you reach your full potential.

simon would be stoic, just in case you looked at him. he didn’t want to throw off your game, so he tried his hardest to blend into the crowd, act like he wasn’t even there. he still wasn’t quite sure if the four of them watching you added to your nerves (it did, just a little) and he didn’t want to be the reason you didn’t land a jump and injured yourself. but make no mistake, he held his breath every time your skates left the ice.

soap would be the most encouraging of all of them to look at, a smile plastered on his face as he watched you twirl and leap. you’d think the man had never watched figure skating before with the way he whooped and hollered every time you stuck what he perceived to be a difficult skill. he clapped loudly for you, his bonnie little skater. everything you did impressed him, and it gave you an added layer of confidence going into some of the more difficult sections of the routine.

gaz is fully the mom from mean girls. he’s doing the choreography along with you on the bench, but, like, the seated version. he’s also the one videoing the routine on his phone. (price mostly got the head of the person in front of him last time, soap was so loud that you couldn’t hear the music you were skating to, and simon would get so caught up in watching you that he’d forget to follow you with the camera and not just his eyes.) he gives you quiet praise when you successfully execute a difficult skill, hoping that you’ll watch the video back and hear how much he loved your routine.

regardless of their expressions during your skate, they’re the first on their feet when you finish, clapping and cheering loudly. when you find them after, price has a bouquet of flowers for you, soap’s grabbed you a hot chocolate from the concession stand, gaz helps you unlace your skates, and simon is there with his big burly arms to give you all the comfort in the world.

please please PLEASE send me more stuff like this, i eat this shit up

[ahli-stuff]

Another excerpt from tell me we do not live in vain by valleykey because yes im STILL thinking about it

the meaning of yellow carnations in Russia

the meaning of cherry blossoms in Japan

[bittersweetresilience]

ladynoir in my bookmarks for @sleepysebris and @luckychatons

our hands would not be taught to hold another's by @ladyofthenoodle (38,147 words)

Adrien knew that wasn’t fair to blame Ladybug for this. There were rules, and now that Master Fu was gone, it was her job as the Guardian to enforce them. There were rules, and he knew the rules, and he broke them. He hadn’t meant to, but he did. That didn’t make losing the ring hurt any less.

downpour by @frostedpuffs (7,080 words)

Ladybug and Chat Noir tell each other their ages during a heavy rainstorm, but with the new bit of information they learn about their partner, they start developing other sorts of questions a little too deep for two teenage kids.

All My Life by Faithxoxo (12,080 words)

The thing Marinette is quickly realizing, is that love means more than wanting to spend every day with someone, or knowing their schedule by heart, or wanting to get married and have three kids with them. Loving someone means being able to talk to them for hours, and missing them all the time, and trusting them with your life. Her mind always goes to one person, and it isn’t Adrien.

Ma Chérie by Miss_Nihilist (4,912 words)

Chat Noir is ready to move on and start pursuing a girl in his class. Before he does, though, there’s just one thing that he needs from Ladybug. Too bad that it’s the one thing she can’t give him.

Like Smoke From a Furnace by @wackus-bonkus-maximus (7,518 words)

Marinette and Adrien give up their Miraculous. Ladybug and Chat Noir never meet again.

I (Wish I) Knew You by @buggachat (49,733 words)

University has been hard on Marinette. Making new friends and maintaining her grades is a lot easier said than done when she has to disappear at odd times to fight akumas. She’s struggling, and with Alya away with family and Adrien painfully out of reach, she’s never felt lonelier. If only she could talk to someone who really understood her struggles... but it’s not like Chat Noir would know anything about loneliness. Right?

all of your flaws and all of my flaws (are laid out one by one) by @coffeebanana (7,968 words)

Ladybug and Marinette have both been acting strangely since Monarch’s defeat, and Chat Noir would give anything to know why—to be able to help them. He just... didn’t expect his answers to come when Ladybug drags him to his father’s statue in the middle of the night along with a bag full of spray paint.

[velvetcake96]

The Forest Fic that changed my preteen brain chemistry being kinda cannon in Tøp/Dema lore was not something I was expecting in 2024.

What I also wasn’t expecting was Tyler Fucking Man with Three Children and a Wife Joseph to repost a meme on his instagram about it.

[vickyvicarious]

For the prompt game: Arthur/ Quincey, 37! 😁

37. not realizing they’re holding hands till someone points it out

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Arthur stared out the window - or at least, his head was turned in that direction. He had actually been paying attention to the view, briefly, when he first gave up the newspaper now laying abandoned in his lap. But that had been at least forty minutes ago at this point, and he simply couldn't keep focus. The energy in their compartment was quiet and solemn, one he wouldn't feel right interrupting with idle chatter. Sitting together across the train, the Harkers had held a briefly murmured conversation, heads tipped close together, but at some point Mrs. Harker appeared to have fallen asleep with her head on her husband's shoulder. Ever since then he had been quietly watching over her, occasionally brushing her hair back from her eyes or holding her a little tighter to brace her against the rattle of the train.

It not only felt unforgivably rude, but ached deep in his chest, to watch them. Arthur had been careful to aim his gaze away early on. He'd had an easier time of it than Jack, he noticed fondly, as an absentminded blink focused his eyes on the reflection in the window for a moment. His old friend had settled in across from him with a book of poetry, but he seemed to have lost interest in his own reading as well. His gaze, settled on the Harkers, was soft and rather wistful - always a romantic.

Beside his former student, the Professor appeared to be just as absorbed in the papers Mrs. Harker had written up for him, and his notes derived from the same, as he had been for... hours, now? Arthur was sure it would be helpful, felt great trust in the man who had tried so hard to save his wife (he would call her that, even after learning what the other men around him had given to her as well as he; it didn't matter, the words still felt just as true). But it depressed him to watch, in an entirely different way than it did to directly observe the Harkers in their quiet. Even if it was a good idea to reread everyone's accounts to glean even more details, he wouldn't be able to stomach doing so again.

He didn't want to dwell, not on who was lost or what might come. Not when he couldn't act on any of it yet. Arthur didn't much like just sitting still for long stretches of time, even under normal circumstances. He had nothing against silence, in the right moment, but he had always liked to be active. To talk, to move, to do something, even if that were just a walk about the room. In recent months, he had spent far too many long, long hours sitting still by the side of the dying, but somehow even that felt easier than this. At least then he was entirely focused on one task: helping them, however he may.

He sighed softly, shaking his head briefly to turn his mind away from where such thoughts would certainly lead. It could only be a temporary reprieve, of course, but at least for now he would rather not succumb to his grief quite so openly again. He wasn't alone with Quincey this time.

The thought of Quincey brought a soft smile to his lips, and Arthur nudged his shoulder to the left just a little. The firm warmth of Quincey's arm pressed back into him immediately, and Arthur felt his smile widen a little more. There it was: the real reason he hadn't tried to sneak off to pace as much of the train as he could, or at least started tapping his feet impatiently. There was certainly enough space that neither of them needed to sit pressed so close together, the couple inches between the doctors filled with stray papers belonging to the professor spoke to that, but much like the Harkers they had... simply sat that way from the start. The contact was grounding, comforting, comfortable. As bored as he was gradually becoming, Arthur had no desire to interrupt it in order to seek out any other occupation.

About to look over to share his smile with the man in question, Arthur startled forward when Jack visibly flinched hard in his seat. The poetry book, held rather loosely in his hands to begin with, slipped from his fingers and fell to the floor with a thud.

"What is it?" Arthur asked, tensing. Against his side, he felt Quincey do the same, his posture immediately shifting forward, ready to stand. The good professor's head snapped up as well, eyes darting around, but after a moment of seeing no cause for alarm, he licked a finger and turned a page, mumbling softly to himself as he sank back into his theories.

Indeed, nothing seemed wrong. The car was still quiet, aside from the ambient noise of the train itself. Mrs. Harker, though worryingly pale, was as soundly asleep as before, and her husband hadn't even bothered to avert his gaze from her face. No one seemed injured, nothing had changed, it was just... Jack, staring hard between Arthur and Quincey.

"I - n-nothing," he said, on a sudden inhale. His mouth hung open slightly; he blinked a few times, his fingers twitching in his lap as if trying to grip harder on the book they'd already dropped. "I just was," he swallowed, cleared his throat a little, "surprised."

"By what? C'mon now... oh." Quincey's voice went from quiet, ready steel, to barely-suppressed amusement in an instant on the last word, leaving Arthur confused, still catching up. He tried to follow Jack's gaze to see if he could spot what had so shocked him, but saw nothing unusual. Some headline in the paper, perhaps? But then why would Quincey seem so -

Warm fingers squeezed against his own.

For the second time in minutes, a blink refocused Arthur's vision to a different part of the same scene. Not the newspaper itself, but half under it. Resting half atop his left thigh, half on Quincey's right, their hands had touched at some point. Hadn't retreated, hadn't even remained at a single point of contact, but had reached closer, had held on.

"Oh," Arthur repeated, staring down at his own fingers entwined with Quincey's. He didn't remember when... it must have been at some point after he set down the newspaper, but beyond that... How long had he been holding Quincey's hand?

It must have felt so natural he didn't even notice.

Jack cleared his throat again. When Arthur dragged his eyes up, he wasn't entirely surprised to see how red his old friend's face had gotten in only a few short moments.

"Do you... often...?" he whispered after a moment, biting his lips as if he'd been trying to hold the question in. He looked sharply to Van Helsing's face, then back down to their hands.

Arthur followed his eyes, looked back down again. He noticed that it wasn't just their hands, or their shoulders, or even their thighs. He and Quincey were pressed together all the way down to their feet, shoes touching. No wonder he had instantly felt the man tense up beside him; no wonder he felt him relaxing now that he knew there was no cause for alarm.

Arthur stared down at their hands for a long moment, not answering Jack's question. Then Quincey's thumb shifted, rubbing back and forth across his skin. The heat of it, the rough edge of a callous, shivered through Arthur's system, and he looked up.

The heat was there in Quincey's eyes too, along with a sparkle of undeniable amusement.

"Well, Art?" he asked, a murmur low and knowing. "Do we... often?"

Arthur felt a matching heat fill him up, centered in his chest. He gripped Quincey's hand harder, watched his smile grow at the feeling. His own smile must be matching it, at the least. He couldn't hold the gaze for long, not without acting further - and however much he wanted to, suddenly and strongly and with a kind of incredible fierce joy, this was hardly the place for that.

So he turned away, back to Jack. Squeezed tighter again, once, then tilted their hands together to trap Quincey's mischievous thumb against his thigh. It didn't stop sliding back and forth, but at least the movement was no longer visible for poor Jack to goggle at.

"From time to time," Arthur answered them both. Jack's eyes somehow widened even further, his flush crawling down beneath his neckline. Against his side, Quincey's shoulder shook slightly; Arthur bit the inside of his cheek to restrain his own amusement. Instead, he bent forward to pick up the book of poetry and held it out until Jack took it from him. Quincey leaned forward a little too, to allow him to get it without having to loosen their grip. "You dropped this."

"Ah, yes, thank. Er, Thank you..."

"How're you liking it?" Quincey interrupted Jack's rambling, double meaning evident in the amusement still lacing his words. This time, Arthur stepped on his foot in warning.

"The book," he clarified quickly. "Are there any favorites you would like to share?"

After all, Jack may be safe enough company for this to continue - and fun to tease into the bargain - but the three of them still weren't exactly alone.

Still, for a few minutes there, it felt like it. Quincey's hand in his, Jack softly reading his preferred poems aloud, the train steadily rumbling beneath them... Arthur felt the dread of the past and future alike drifting away, along with any boredom or restlessness; felt himself firmly and sweetly anchored into this moment, for as long as it should last.

It did not end soon.

[strwbrryagcd]

out of the cold

by strwbrryfox

E | Chapter 1/? | 7.6k

tags: hockey au, rivals to teammates to lovers, enemies to lovers, forced proximity, hockeyplayer!alex, hockeyplayer!henry

summary:

Never in his eight-year career in this league had Alex witnessed such an intense and melodramatic reaction to a trade. In theory, he knew that Henry Fox was considered a big deal, but that didn’t mean that he understood why. The fact of the matter was that he knew exactly who Henry Fox was. Henry Fox, Son of Hockey Royalty. Henry Fox, the bane of Alex’s existence.

or, a professional hockey au where nhl superstars alex and henry have been rivals since they were sixteen years old. eleven years later, in a move that completely rocks the entire NHL and its fanbase, they become teammates. alex swears to himself that he just wants to keep his head down, stay in his own lane and play hockey. but, well, alex has never been good at doing either of those things when it comes to henry fox. a few mishaps and a round of damage control later force them to put their differences aside for the sake of their team, and if it also has alex reconsidering his stance on fox quite substantially, that’s no one’s business but his own, right?

read it here

[helluvatrek]

Me and @kermit-the-fag-official made some dumb ships so here’s the fanfic💀

Their fic: https://www.tumblr.com/kermit-the-fag-official/769167417183207424

Tuvix x Lizard Janeway

Chapter 1:Bro is lowkey wild for that

Chakotay was extremely enraged as he watched Tuvix step off the transporter pad. “GRRRRR!!!” he exclaimed. “First, our helmsman and captain become lizards, and now our security officer and lunch lady became one person!!!.”

“Erm…ackshully,” Tuvix said, “Neelix is not a female, and he does a lot more than prepare lunch.”

Chakotay hissed. “I DID NOT ASK FOR YOUR OPINION.” He proceeded to throw Tuvix against the wall.

“Not nice, man.” Tuvix said. “I was like, just born. Can’t you cut me a break?”

“NOOOOO!!!! GRRRRRR!!!!”

Kes nonchalantly entered the transporter room. She looked at Tuvix and started blushing. He’s such a rizzler, She thought.

“ARGGHHH YOU STUPID FURRY!!!” Chakotay yelled at Tuvix.

“Erm, what the sigma are you doing?” Kes asked.

Chakotay turned around and realized she was there. He started blushing kawaii like a schoolgirl in an anime. “Erm, I was just chatting with my new friend.”

Kes looked at him in disbelief. “Bro stfu you’re not an alpha. Also The Doctor asked me to take ermmmm….Neebok to sick bay.”

“Erm…ackshully, my name is Tuvix; a combination of the names of my fathers.”

“Wait,” Kes said. “TUVOK AND NEELIX ARE MARRIED!? AND THEY HAVE A CHILD!?”

“Um no,” Tuvix exclaimed in a rather annoyed tone. “I am a unique person with the combined DNA, knowledge, and memories of Tuvok and Neelix. I call them my fathers because they did create me using their DNA, so it would only be logical to do so.”

“Just put the fries in the bag, bro.” Kes said, “It’s time to go to sick bay.”

Chapter 2: wtf moment💀

As soon as the turbo lift doors closed Kes started moaning violently and Tuvix was lowkey a traumatized mf at this point. “Hrrrnnbhhhfggggggg.” Kes mumbled. “Finally, someone lowkey chill as Tuvok, and as much skibidi rizz as my alpha Neelix.”

“Erm,” said Tuvix, “I’ll have you know that I have only been living for about twenty minutes and I am too young to lose my virginity.”

Kes looked at Tuvix in a sarcastic way. “Bro lowkey forgot I’m one year old. Imagine, could never be me.”

Tuvix was concerned. “So you’re telling me you’re not a virgin?”

“Erm, I thought you said you have the combined memories of Tuvok and Neelix.” Kes bombastic side eyed.

“Well, about that…..ermmmmm I’m just a forgetful person.”

Kes didn’t care so she continued moaning violently. I need to get him pregnant. She thought.

Finally, the turbo lift doors opened and B’elanna Torres was standing outside.

“Oh, skibidi!” Kes said in a frustrated tone indeed. “I forgot to halt the doors. No wonder it was hard to looksmaxx.”

B’elanna nonchalantly looked at Kes, then at Tuvix. “Who tf are you!?” She asked him.

“I’m Tuvix.” he said.

“Bruh.” B’elanna exclaimed and then she proceeded to enter the turbo lift.

“Whoa buddy, who do think you are?” Kes said in a preppy ahh way. She pushed her.

“Chat, aren’t you going to sick bay with this beta?” B’elannna growled. “Cuz sick bays on this deck, y’know.”

Kes hissed. “HOW DARE YOU CALL MY ALPHA SIGMA DISCORD KITTEN A BETA!!!!” B’elanna rolled her eyes and yeeted Tuvix and Kes into sick bay. B’elanna barked at them to make sure they didn’t come back into the turbo lift.

Chapter 3: Tuvix meets lizard Janeway

Tuvix was rather annoyed indeed that Kes kept touching him. Not as annoyed as The Doctor when he entered the room.

“Oh,” said Kes, “Hi, doctor.” Tuvix could see her blushing like Chakotay did earlier. Bruh, he thought. Why is blud like this? “This is my alpha, Tuvix. Tuvok and Neelix got in a transporter accident.”

“Argghhh,” said The Doctor. “No one ever tells me what’s going on around here.”

Suddenly, Tuvix’s ears bled. “ERMMM!!!! WHAT IN THE ACKSHULLY IS THAT SONG!?”

The Doctor was super pissed. “I’ll have you know that this is my favorite song.” He said angrily. He sang, “FROM THE SCREEN TO THE RING TO THE PEN TO THE KING WHERES MY CROWN THATS MY BLING ALWAYS DRAMA WHEN I RING!!!!!”

“Bro actually thought he ate.” Tom Paris said while laying on the bio beds. He still had some lizard characteristics, such as the tail, so it was really hard for him to mew without having to change his gyatt position every 5 seconds. Janeway was there too, and as Tuvix looked at her, he realized he was blushing in the same way Kes and Chakotay were.

“Hey you beta!” Janeway called to The Doctor. “Who is this mf?”

The Doctor sighed. “Tuvok and Neelix got combined bruh.”

“Bro…that sucks.”

“REAL!” The Doctor exclaimed. “He doesn’t even like my music taste!”

Janeway mewed. “Blud no KSI song is a bop wtf man.”

Tuvix tried not to giggle, because Janeway was so rizzful.

“So, when are we gonna get Tuvok and Neelix back?” Janeway asked The Doctor.

“Soon,” he said, with a huge smirk on his face.

“NOOOOO!!!!” Tuvix cried. “PLEASE GIVE ME A CHANCE TO PROVE MYSELF AN ALPHA MALE!!!!”

Janeway looked at Tuvix, and she realized he had kind of a jawline. “Have you been mewing lately?” She asked.

“No?”

“Bruh never mind.”

Chapter 4: THE EPIC EDGING BATTLE pt 1: Tom Paris is moaning

“HES MY EDGER!!” Kes screamed angrily. “HOW DARE YOU TRY TO RIZZ HIM UP!!!” Janeway was very angry so she yeeted Kes with her lizard tail.

“GRRRRRRRR!!” Kes exclaimed. “SKIBIDI TOILET AHH TAIL!!”

Janeway lowkey didn’t really care cause she was just a chill guy who lowkey didn’t really care.

The Doctor looked at Tom Paris.

Tom Paris moaned, “If you don’t hawk tuah, then I won’t talk tuah.”

The Doctor sighed and then proceeded to spit on that thang.

“Ugggghhhh,” Paris mogged. “Now glaze my lizard toes.”

The Doctor looked at how dry and sad his toes were. “Only if it gives you aura.”

Meanwhile, Tuvix was watching Janeway and Kes fight. “THATS IT!” Janeway announced. “I CHALLENGE YOU…..TO AN EPIC EDGING BATTLE!!!”

The Doctor gasped. “Did I hear what I thought I heard?” He smiled. “Ah, I remember the first edging battle on this ship.”

Kes rolled her eyes.

The Doctor continued, “It was when we first lost our aura-“

“GRRRRRR!!!!” Janeway screamed. “SILENCE!!!” Tuvix watched quietly as Janeway and Kes edged violently. Kes moaned….Janeway moaned….they both moaned…. The Doctor was still getting Tom Paris oiled up. Tuvix was still worried about his aura points.

“Gyatttttt.” Said Tom.

“Bruh,” said The Doctor.

“Shush.”

“Okay…..Alpha.” Tom moaned freakily.

Suddenly someone yelled, “SKIBIDI TOILET!!! ENSIGN KIM IS PREGNANT!!”

Chapter 5: THE EPIC EDGING BATTLE pt 2: Ensign Kim is pregnant

“But how?” The Doctor asked. “He can’t be pregnant, he’s a man.”

B’elanna explained, “So you know that Quinn guy? Well it turns he and Harry Kim secretly fell in love and so Quinn used his magic aura points to make him pregnant.”

Harry Kim was furious. “Doctor, B’elanna is lying. Chakotay is the father.”

The Doctor lowkey didn’t really care, because he was still in the middle of massaging Tom’s lizard toes.

“Bruh,” Tom said to Kim, “YOU MOG SOMEONE ELSE, HUH?! YOU STUPID BETA! THATS IT, WERE NOT RIZZING NO MORE!!!”

Kim looked at him awkwardly, “Erm, we were never dating, what the sigma are you talking about? Also, why is The Doctor getting you oiled up?”

Tom was cooked.

Meanwhile, Janeway and Kes were still doing their epic edging battle. Janeway was edging so fast barely anyone could identify her aura. Kes got blinded by the light of her mewing. “NOOOO!!!” Said Kes, “AHHHHHH!!!” Janeway’s streak of edging light was so powerful that it lowkey ate and left no crumbs. Kes died.

“NOOOOOOO!!!!” B’elanna cried, “MY UWU COTTAGE CORE DISCORD KITTEN!!!!”

Harry smirked. “Maybe you shouldn’t have lied to The Doctor about who the father to my child is!!!”

“The gacha heat is wild.” Tuvix exclaimed.

“SHUT UP, TUVIX!!!! NO ONE LIKES YOU!!!” B’elanna yelled angrily.

Tuvix lost so much aura that he never won a dress to impress game ever again.

Chapter 6: Tuvix gets unalived I think

“Golly gee,” Janeway announced. “Looks like I won the epic edging battle.”

Tuvix blushed. “Now we can get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂.”

The Doctor sighed. “Well, sorry to burst yer bubble, but I have just found a way to bring Tuvok and Neelix back. And also to make you lizard folk human again.”

“GRRRRRRR!!!!” said Janeway.

Tuvix knew what he had to do because queen never cry. “WAIT! THEY DONT LOVE YOU LIKE I LOVE YOU!!!!!!”

The Doctor side eyed bro. “Chat, I barely know you.”

Tuvix was lowkey cooked. He looked at the dead body of Kes. “Erm, shouldn’t we have a funeral for bro or smth?”

B’elanna blushed kawaii just thinking about her. Tom Paris started hitting the griddy. Harry was in labor. The Doctor was rewriting his program subroutines to emit the perfect jawline.

Tuvix sighed. No one cares about me. “Do it,” he said sadly, “Kill me. I deserve it. I’m a mistake.” He said to The Doctor.

“Just put the fries in the bag bro.”

Bro did the transporter thing and now Tuvok and Neelix are mewing again. The Doctor also cured Janeway and Tom’s incurable beta disease somehow.

“Erm, hi Mr. Vulcan, I mean…alpha male…I’m your discord kitten, right?” Neelix said in his gacha life male anime protagonist ahh voice.

“No, wtf-“ Tuvok was cut off as he heard Harry moan violently.

“Oh my sigma!” B’elanna exclaimed. “It’s a lizard baby!!”

“That’s enough sick bay for today.” Tom said as he proceeded to leave.

“We can be a polycule right?” Janeway and Tuvok asked Neelix.

“Sure skibidi slicers.”

THE END😤😤😤

[froguemorgue]

and so what if they were a family

[silveredsticks]

x

[consumerofsoup]

Your last RoyalBlue fic said to send prompts if you have any and I’d love to more Ky (and Dizzy) interacting with Daryl and their reactions to his relationship with Chaos. I think it’s fun to see the kings as brothers and I would to see how they feel about it. Maybe like Ky giving Chaos the shovel talk?

oh anon you don't know how much time I've spent thinking over this exact prompt!!! the thing I love most about guilty gear is how there is such an amazing cast that has prime potential fro super fun interactions!! especially with the kings of Illyria because we already see how their dynamics play out in the story and there's just so much to write about when you add more people into the mix!! d–(ᵔ‿ᵔ✿)z

I swear I could write a whole ass essay about the dynamics between the kings + Ky's family + royalblue and unfortunately my spring break has ended (rip me D:) so writing is on the back burner BUT I will give my summed up thoughts for now until I have time to write (under the cut because holy shit this is me condensing my notes from my notes app about them that has been just full of incoherent jumbled thoughts)

Dizzy: she just wants what's best for everyone, Daryl and Chaos included. tbh I feel like Dizzy and Chaos would be hobby buddies and gossip buddies, so they'd like. crochet when Ky and Daryl are doing king stuff and get coffee on Thursdays just to shit talk their partners (lovingly ofc). Chaos has so many hobbies and he totally tries to get Dizzy in on them, she does it in return (hc: Dizzy teaches Chaos how to bird watch because why not)

Leo: I totally think he and Daryl are like brothers who hate each other and have a pretty rocky relationship. I feel like a lot of their clashes in Xrd and Strive stem from the fact Daryl is almost completely objective while Leo is like 'Daryl no. don't nuke people.' so Leo seeing Daryl not being objective for once and loving someone outside of his job who Leo would never expect him to fall for gets Daryl some respect in Leo's book if that makes sense?? they still fight ofc but Leo now sees that Daryl isn't just an unfeeling machine that only works to better Illyria at all costs

Ky: I COULD WRITE AN ESSAY ON KY ALONE ABOUT HIS STANCE ON ROYALBLUE. like Leo, he's kinda like brothers with Daryl except Ky's more of the mediator of the three of them. I think he'd be skeptical when he first gets wind of the relationship (who knows Chaos could be doing magic shenanigans to influence Daryl), but once he learns the full story (aka they are actually infatuated with one another and deeply in love) he's like huh wait okay. there's now someone (Chaos) in Daryl's life who can convince him to stop working so hard for once and relax, who actually makes Daryl think outside his usual objective logical viewpoint for once, who makes Daryl happier.. except it's still Chaos who is most certainly an annoying shit to Ky about the fact Daryl's in love with him

OH BOY AND KY WOULD SO GIVE THE SHOVEL TALK TO CHAOS!!!!! tbh if anyone could kill an immortal in this series it would probably be Ky (or like. Bedman. but he's dead) because the whole 'defeat Sol' 'crusade war crimes' and 'help kill god I-No' thing. or at least Ky thinks he could and he makes Chaos aware that if he does anything to hurt Daryl, Chaos will be found dead in a ditch and his case will go unsolved forever

holy crap this is longer than I initially meant and I could write so much more I just love guilty gear so much. especially government found family. I am ill about them. I was up thinking about this prompt for two hours before falling asleep last night. then I had a dream Strive 2 released and Chaos got a helicopter with Daryl's face on it in story mode. I think I need help

[cherripieee]

Dangerous Territory

pairing: Mindy Meeks-Martin x fem!reader (slight Mindy x Anika)

summary: You and Mindy were such close friends, that was until a girl came along and things slowly drifted apart between the two of you. But, one day, you hear a certain song playing from her room...

word count: 2.2k

warnings: SMUT, cheating, slight scream 5 and 6 spoilers, oral sex (Mindy receiving), fingering, no aftercare at all, praise, swearing, mentions of sexual tension/chemistry, the ending lowkey kinda abrupt im sorry lol

‘You look so pretty and I love this view’

It’s that damn song again. The one that your roommate can’t stop playing and it’s getting annoying. You’re probably wondering, what’s so annoying about it? ‘we fell in love in october’ is a good song, it's actually one of your favorites. But there’s an issue. 

You moved onto campus last year and you’re a junior in college who is majoring in dance. It’s the best thing in the world to you and it’s definitely what you want to do for the rest of your life. Everything was going great; you had a girlfriend, the routine you had choreographed was gonna be showcased in front of the whole university AND a few famous choreographers…

But then she had to come along. Mindy Meeks Martin. 

Of course, you didn’t mind the fact that she had moved into your apartment! Plus, you needed a roommate after that nasty break up you had with your ex, who shall NOT be named. You found a pair of panties that weren't yours, and one thing led to another. 

Obviously Mindy didn’t cause your break up, she was just an innocent bystander. Hell, you barely knew her. But it all started once your ex moved out of your apartment and Mindy moved in. She was constantly giving you weird looks and stares as if she was suspicious of you. 

At first, there was nothing wrong with it. You knew about what happened in Woodsboro and you felt bad so you thought nothing of her odd behavior. Being almost brutally murdered isn’t something you get over quickly. 

She started to warm up to you. 

It took a while, but she definitely did. 

It was roughly three in the morning when she came back into the apartment, coming back from a late night hangout with Tara and Chad. She honestly thought you were asleep, she knew it was a weekend but you were always busy. In fact, Mindy was impressed by how efficient and clean you were. 

She walked by your room and stopped dead in her tracks when she heard what you were watching. As a big horror movie geek, she knew every movie line by heart and if she didn’t, she’d learn the whole script in the next week. 

You were watching ‘A Nightmare on Elm Street’, a classic. 

“I never took you for a horror movie fan, roomie.” She said, leaning against your door frame as she watched you turn around. 

“Well, roomie, you never hang out with me so I doubt you know anything about me.” you retorted quickly. 

Mindy took that as a challenge. Ever since that night, she swore to herself that she would learn anything and everything about you. She would hang out with you more, A LOT MORE. 

She’d always ask about the things you liked and secretly keep mental notes in her head about every single thing. 

Mindy Meeks Martin was falling for you. 

Your personality was magnetic, almost identical to Mindy’s. Both of you called people out on their bullshit, spoke your minds, loved horror movies and were two geeks at heart. 

Things were going great between you two, that was until Mindy met someone. 

That someone was Anika Kayoko. 

They had met in Blackmore’s student library, Mindy making the first move. She noticed her having trouble getting a book off of a high shelf and Mindy rushed over to help out, mind you she almost couldn’t reach the book herself. But she did! Soon after that, they had made plans to go out that night.

The two of you were supposed to hang that night. 

You and Mindy had a disagreement on a movie and decided to put it to the test and watch it together, to see who was right. But once Mindy told you that she had a date, everything was different. 

You were starting to like Mindy. 

But you didn’t want to seem clingy, so you wished her a good time and watched the movie on your own. She stayed out almost all night, laughing and talking with Anika. 

It went on for days. 

Mindy would ditch you for Anika time after time with the same old apology: 

“Hey, I gotta run! Sorry, we can finish it next time I promise!” 

Days…

Weeks…

Months… 

And now, you’re stuck in your room listening to the music blast in her own room. 

‘We fell in love in October’ 

That’s your song. That’s the song that you showed to Mindy and she instantly loved it. 

That’s the song that played when you caught Mindy and Anika making out in the living room. 

You didn’t know why you were shocked, really. All of the signs pointed to Mindy seeing someone; staying out late, making up excuses. You guys weren’t even together, just REALLY close friends. 

‘That’s why, I love fall’ 

In a blurred rage you’re banging your fist on her door after texting her MULTIPLE times to turn the damn music down. 

“Mindy!” You yelled, your voice cracking a bit. You had been yelling at her for the past few minutes and your voice was getting tired. “MINDY!” 

At this point you’re about to barge into her room and cuss her out for ignoring you AND blasting music louder than it needed to be. You would play music in your own room but you knew your limits. 

The music stops. 

You hear loud footsteps approaching the door, it sounds like she’s stomping. …is she angry? 

The door flies open and you’re surprised that it didn’t smack Mindy square in the face. She’s pissed. You know Mindy way too well not to notice the signs. Her brows are furrowed, her eyes are more glassy than usual, her lips are pressed in a firm line and she’s breathing heavily. 

“...what crawled up your ass?” you jokingly asked, trying to lighten the mood. Usually you’d get a dry snicker from Mindy whenever a situation like this occurred, but that same look stayed on her face. 

She’s looking you up and down, her eyes are like fire as she checks out your body. Her jaw ticks as her eyes meet yours once again and she rolls her eyes. 

“Anika blew me off for some other girl.” 

You knew the feeling. 

You’re a good friend so you don’t bother to point that out, instead you pull Mindy into a hug. Her hands are on you in an instant, hugging the curve of your back tightly as she buries her head into your shoulder. 

“I’m so sorry, roomie…” 

Those are the only words you can let leave your mouth. You don’t want to make this worse by putting yourself into Mindy’s mess, so you stay quiet and hold her like a good friend should. You rubbed her back soothingly as her breathing slowly calmed down, becoming normal. 

“Is there anything I can do for you, Mindy?” 

She looks up at you with a new look in her eye. That same fire from before has brightened even more, but not with anger. 

With want.

With desire.

With lust. 

Mindy lets go of you, stepping back into her room and watching you with hooded eyes. The red lights illuminating her glassy eyes, making them look red and hot as they bore into your own eyes. 

“Wanna do something you’ll regret?” 

                                                       ~

“Fuck, you’re so good at this…” 

This was definitely NOT what you expected. 

Her back is pressed up against the mattress and you’re sending feather-like kisses down her stomach, slowly reaching dangerous territory. 

You want to stop, you really do. This isn’t fair to Anika and you’re helping Mindy cheat on her, techincally. Anika cheated first, but you didn’t even know the full story. All you knew is that Mindy wanted you and you couldn’t tell if she was using this to get back at Anika or if she simply wanted to fuck you. 

“This is so wrong…” Your words vibrate against her warm body and all she does is moan in response. 

“Should I stop?” That question slips out just as you reach her thighs, and you can smell her. She smells amazing and it’s everything you’ve ever wanted. But, this whole situation was wrong. 

“If you stop, I’ll simply just keep going.” 

You immeadiately retaliated, scooting back as Mindy slowly pulled down her panties. She’s dripping wet just from the thought of you in between her legs, she’s thought of that many MANY times before. 

You look up as she swirls her index finger in her mouth, sucking on it and keeping eye contact with you the entire time. Behind those glassy eyes was pure lust and desire for you. 

Slowly, she trails her finger down her stomach and that leaves a glistening trail of her own spit. It shines red due to the led lights and a moan slips out of your mouth once she starts to circle her clit with her fingertip. 

“I’ve thought about this, y’know.”

Her words catch you off guard as you tear your eyes away from the beautiful sight to look her in the eye. 

“Thought about what?” 

“I touched myself just like this, roomie. Thinkin’ of you and how sexy you are…” 

She puts an empathis on the word ‘this’ and moves her finger down to her dripping cunt. She plunges it inside of her, swirling and curling it inside of her. 

“Fuck, Mindy…” 

You don’t want to stop, but you know deep down in your heart that this is truly wrong. You fucking despised Anika and Mindy’s relationship and you wanted Mindy to yourself, but why were you acting this way? 

“Come on, roomie, help me out…” 

Her eyes are fixated on your blushing face, and you’re suddenly glad that the led lights are red because so are your cheeks. 

After a long sigh, you carefully took out her finger from her entrance. It’s dripping with her arousal and you can’t help but let out a low groan. You suck and lap at her finger greedily, taking every last bit of liquid you can. 

“You taste so good, Mind. Just like I imagined…” 

You’re in between Mindy’s legs as they rest on your shoulders, shaking uncontrollably as you dive into her wet cunt. The slow strokes of your tongue is making her go completely wild as she howls out curse words and tugging at your hair, surprisingly not ripping it out by now. 

You lap at her greedily and grip her thighs, stopping them from shaking so much so you can focus. 

She’s so fucking wet and her juices are dripping down from your chin as you continued to eat her out like it was your last meal. 

“So good…” Mindy whispers as she lolls her head back, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. 

Your nose is pushing up against her clit at the most perfect angle, and she rides against your nose and starts to chase her own pleasure. She lets out little ‘shits’ and groans as her stomach starts to rise and fall even faster. 

She’s close. 

The fact that she’s using you to get off is making you horny as hell, but this was about Mindy. 

Mindy was the one who had pulled you into her room in the first place, covering you in heated kisses and complaining to you about Anika. You can briefly hear her talk about her while you’re in between her thighs. 

“She’s so weird for that– fuck, right there! How're you gonna cheat on me and try to deny it?! Ah, go a little bit faster…” 

You’re not even bothered with her little rants as you bury yourself in her cunt, lapping at her soaked folds. 

She goes on and on about Anika…

..until she stops. 

Letting out the loudest cry, so loud you’re certain that the whole university had heard it, she clenches around your tongue and pushes your head into her.

“Ohmyfucking– Shit, shit, shit!” 

Her whole body stills as she lets out one final moan that’s followed by quieter ones and heavy breathing. 

…you just fucked your roommate and gave her an ear shattering orgasm. 

You sit in between your legs, catching your own breath. That was one of the most hottest and intense things you had done in your life. 

“Wow, Mindy, I-” 

She sits up, her eyes now filled with guilt and regret. 

“You should leave.” She doesn’t even look at you as she says it, instead looking to the side of the room and curling her knees up against her chest. 

“Really?!”  You’re fucking pissed! She was the one who convinced you to do this, this was her idea! It’s not YOUR fault that Anika dumped her for another gi- 

“Yes, really. This was a HUGE mistake, and I shouldn’t have let you in!” 

“But guess what, Mindy? You DID!” 

She doesn’t bother to look at you, even after everything the two of you had done. 

“Just…go.” 

With that, you stand back up on your own two feet and head for the door. Casting one last glance at Mindy…

You swore you could see a tear rolling down her cheek as she buried her face into a pillow. 

You stomp angrily to your room, slamming it loud enough for Mindy to hear. 

There’s only one thing you want to do right now. 

You grab your headphones and press a few buttons on your phone before music blasts in your ears and you’re lying face down on your bed. 

‘You look so pretty and I love this view’ 

[mysteryfeesh]

Hey gang! Chapter 1 of my Sidon/Link/Yona fic “Can We Always Be This Close? (Forever and Ever?)” is now up on ao3!

Summary: Yona’s all too aware of Sidon’s feeling for his best friend, and while it had bothered her at first, meeting the young hero made her realize that she too was not impervious to Link’s charm. While Sidon remains blissfully unaware of his own feelings, Yona hatches a plan to bring them all together.

Meanwhile, Link ends up in Zora’s Domain after a devastating revelation, and he’s not quite sure how Yona and Sidon will feel about him if he shares his newest knowledge.

Will they ever be able to open up? Or will they take these thoughts to their graves?

[Major spoilers for TOTK, especially the Dragon Tears quest line!]

[silliestfreakinggoose]

Ponyboy would get invited to some fancy ass summer program at university and not be able to go because they can’t afford tuition and it would wreck him for months