#hm whats that? do we have a ship name? you're insane

[flowery-king]

HES IN MY BRAINN GAH

bonus furry form ideas for him and his brubber:

That Soleb drawing pokin out on the right was drawn by this bitch @wackulart mwah

[minminyoonjii]

HIIII can you please do “ When you have to share your daddies/Masters ” ot8 . Then skz ends up being mean to the reader and reader ends up running away ( reader is really mean to the girl ). Sorry if I’m asking to much

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P1: Rainy Day|P2: Burn

🕯Summary: When did it end, all the enjoyment. A new inclusion was added to your perfect home, you were tolerant. However, what belonged to you, is yours and if anyone decides to use it without permission will drive you livid. Your daddys' don't act the same as they did before the new inclusion, their warmth made your shiver instead.

🌹CW

Fight|Verbal Degradation|Undermining Of Opinion|Lack Of Boundary|Lack Of Respect|Angst|Bestie! Hannah|Angry Crying|Betrayal|Trust Being Broken|Swearing Like A Sailor|The Trope Of Cold Character No Longer Being Nice To You Vibes|Yelling|Physical Subduing|Jisung Not Mentioned By Name But He's There

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 1.2K

You held your plushie tight, peeking through the rooms looking for your daddys'. "Is anyone awake?" you mumbled, furrowing your eyebrows at the seemingly empty chambers. A soft shuffling could be heard from the playroom. You made your way towards the sound, eyes widening at the sight. "What the fuck," you cursed, staring at the girl in disgust. She squeaked, quickly setting your toys down. You scoff, slipping out of your initial headspace "What the actual fuck were you thinking?" you snared, walking towards her. 

She gulped, mouth agape but not a single word escaped. You tilted your head, "Are you insane?" you questioned, feeling utterly dirty from the thought that she could've used your sex toys without you knowing. She hung her head, avoiding eye contact. You clenched your jaw, tugging her hair back "Listen to me slut, just because they brought your pathetic ass into the walls of this home doesn't mean everything in sight is fucking yours," you warned, taking the box and dropping it aside. 

A loud thud echoed, alerting the members of the house. "What is going on here?" Chan's voice boomed, making the both of you cringe. You turned, wanting to explain yourself when the rest of the members rushed in. Chan looked at you, "Spit it out, why is she trembling?" he asked, trying to keep neutral but his tone said otherwise. You felt your blood boil, "Why don't you ask the whore sitting on the bed?" you spat, glaring at him. 

Chan pressed his tongue against his cheek, reaching behind your neck and pushing you down, "Who do you think you're talking to, hm?" he asked, staring down. "Christopher, get your fucking hand off me," you glared, turning your head to bite his wrist. Chan tsked, "That's not how bunnies should behave," he reprimanded, holding your wrists together with his other hand, subduing you. "Christopher fucking Bang, I swear to god when I get out of this," you grunted, body trembling from anger. 

"Bunny, what have you got yourself into this time?" Minho asked, staring at your held-down position. You scoffed, "Get this fucking brute of a man of me, Min," you hissed, trashing within Chan's grip. Minho chuckled, patting the girl's dishevelled hair "I told you we shouldn't have placed them in the same house," he said, moving forward to tilt your chin. Chan rolled his eyes, "I didn't expect our bunny to act like a bratty mess," he growled, watching his chin from being headbanged. 

Your breathing turned heavily from the struggle, "She took my fucking toy from my box. What if she used it?" you pointed out, swallowing back tears as your anger built. Changbin crossed his arms, "I gave her permission. I can't see what the big deal is?" he said, nonchalantly. Your blood ran cold, and a shudder ran down your spine, "What?" you whispered, eyes widening. Changbin furrowed his eyebrows, "It's just a toy, what's wrong with sharing?" he asked, leaning back as if this whole debacle was just a nuisance.

You laughed, biting back the tears threatening to spill, "Are you hearing yourself?" you questioned. Changbin frowned, "She asked all of us for permission and we allowed it," he admitted, raising his voice. Your body didn't even react fast enough to flinch, it felt like a bucket of cold water was poured over your head without a warning. You forced your head up looking at Chan, "Bin's lying right, Chris? " you asked, lips etched in a smile.

Chan turned his head, grip loosening. You choked up a laugh, "Really, Chan?" you asked, voice cracking when you said his name. Chan bit his bottom lip, realizing what he just confessed to. Tears split down your cheeks, "You, you, yo- I trusted you. I trusted you the most and this is what you do to me? " you giggled in disbelief. Hyunjin scoffed, "Why are you making a fuss out of it?" he asked, looking at his phone. You clenched your jaw, "Hygiene, boundaries, trust and you neglected them all. Plus, it's my self-purchased items, in a box that has my fucking name, Hwang. Use your brain for once," you hissed, pointing out the obvious.

Seungmin wanted to retort, but you jumped in saying "Shut the fuck up, Kim. You know I'm right," you glared, making him bite his tongue in response. Chan felt his breath get knocked out of him when you pushed him off, keeping your back to the wall "Stay back! " you yelled, snatching your plush. Felix reached his hand towards you but you instinctively flinched, shrinking back. His eyes widened, retracting his hand "Angel," he croaked. 

Your brain ran on adrenaline, no longer feeling safe in the house you called home. "You know," you said, drawing their attention to you. "I always knew, I could never call you mine but I thought you respected me enough to at least not pull something as stupid like this," you said, showing the last view of vulnerability you were willing to display. With the chance of them being stunned by your words, you grab your backpack with minimal supplies and ran. 

Where to, you didn't know. The pavement slicked under the heavy rain, and your heart ached with twisted emotions. You were sure you looked insane from the watching eyes of the pedestrian but that didn't stop you. A familiar route guided you to a familiar door. You rang the bell, squatting down to catch your breath. The door swung open, "What are you doing here? You're soaked!" Hannah exclaimed.

You looked up, corners of your eyes and lips swollen red "Can we have a girl's night?" you asked, knees wobbling as you stood. Hannah's eyes widened, "Did you get mugged? Do I need to call my brother?" she asked, examining your body for injuries. Your lips wobbled, "Can I have a towel first please?" you joked, holding back your tears. She nodded, grabbing a warm towel "Now spill. I will not hesitate to beat someone up," she said, mocking a punch, drawing a giggle from you.

"Okay, okay. Listen well and listen good," you said, telling every drop of the scorching tea. Hannah looked at you in disbelief and disgust, "I don't even let people wear my clothes without permission, what the absolute fuck," she said, pushing her hair back. You nodded, "Right, and the fact that I don't personally know this chick they brought back," you pointed out. Hannah grimaced, "That makes it worse," she groaned, plopping back onto the sofa. 

You laughed, rubbing the back of your neck, "Yeah, but I do feel slightly guilty for my outburst. I said some things," you mumbled. Hannah scoffed, "Hey, no takebacks. Your feelings were valid," she reassured, patting your shoulder. You smiled weakly, "Do you mind if I stay at your place for a bit until I move my stuff back into my old apartment?" you asked, hanging your head. Hannah smiled, "Of course, I have a guest room for a reason," she said, standing up to stretch. Before you could say thank you, "Now, classic girl dinner with a movie marathon?" she proposed. You smiled back, "Definitely," you answered. 

[fumifooms]

Do you know about the Marchil h-doujin, just called "Marchil Meshi"? (Dunno wether you're comfortable about adult content regarding the ship. If not, sorry and feel free to ignore).

Imagine my surprise… When a few months ago, I was looking up places to buy doujins for dunmeshi online bc of that new-ish laimar (sfw) doujin and I find, many many nsfw ones bUT AMONGST THE HORDE… MARCHIL MESHI. I ate it up. It’s a lil iconic to me ngl, I quote it in my head sometimes. Marcille angrily gesturing always gets me cackling. It honestly has no business being this good, it was made pretty early on in the story so many years ago, and STILL! So in character, and honestly so funny, AND no weird business either. Like listen, I scour the internet, looking for any marchil content, any marchil content at all… And find a dry af desert, no life here, literally jackshit nothing. Only Pixiv has some afaik but the nsfw is def… Hm. 😔 (2 fics tagged chirumaru on there btw!! That aren’t mine lol) Thank you marchil meshi author if I had to pick 1 piece of marchil nsfw to exist I’d choose this one (honestly that’s already so close to reality lol) Thank u Asaki Takayuki I owe u my life. I like zines but I’ve never bought doujins before so it didn’t cross my mind, but dunmeshi is taking a lot of my first times in fandom engagement and I bought said laimar doujin just the other day hehe 

I do want to keep my blog generally sfw but yes I’m 100% cheering on nsfw marchil content from the shadows, glad that ao3’s finally getting some too. I hope that fic writer makes more… Tallman Chil is so so good but I hope they also do some more general premises, which the end notes on that one do make me hopeful 👀 I want more marchil writers in general. More marchil fanartists. Sfw nsfw idk I need to be fed 😭 (<- This post was drafted before that new marchil smut fic WOOHOO. So much new marchil content this week!!)

Oh while I’m here, I find this so funny/odd, but in japanese fandom ship names are simply the beginning of each name smushed together, like marchil or chilmar. The order of the names is that the first one is the "top"… Idk how jp fandoms live without switches but aight, but in m/f ships this means that typically the man is the first half of the ship name right. WELL WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT marchil is so much more used than chilmar lmaoo. Even more stats: On Pixiv, the tag marchil had all the artworks, but the chilmar tag had all the fics. Ain’t that wack to think about. Anyways marchil or chilmar idc you go guys

Sighh thinking about them. They are so "I beg your pardon??!" "Then beg", "Fuck you!" "Fuck me yourself you coward"… Forget stamens and pistils, Chil is the cursed "You see, there are keys and there are locks…"

More under cut since I don’t get to talk about this often, screenshots and hcs for horny time

^ said panel that lives rent free in my head and makes me giggle. I wish I’d just put the whole page here it’s my fave but nahh go find it yourself

Why are they like this. Like what is thatttt

I need to stop collecting these I’m making myself feel insane (thank you fic writer for that last one I’d never noticed but omg)

Alright hc time what was I gonna talk about… Ah yes ah yes. I def think Chil is a pest, he’s horny and he wants sex and is flagrant about it, but also we know that he stayed faithful for 4 years without getting any, I feel like realistically the relationship sex wise would 100% be on Marcille’s pace. And this is the fun part, bc would Marcille be very eager? Would she want to do the romance book correct™️ route and that means no tapping until marriage, or he needs to court her all princely first? I hc that elves have a much lower libido than humans because of the whole long af lifespan thing, it’d be kinda funny if Marcille was like "Let’s take things slow… 🥺" aka first base achieved after two years of being together lol

But seee that’s the thing too bc Marcille is so afraid of loss she might rush through things as well, she very well could like, jump on him right after confessing. Is Chilchuck kind of a shithead or is he very gentlemanly and romantic, wanting to do it right and treat her well? They are such a blank canvas of sexual chemistry listen LISTENNN there are just so so many ways you can go with them they are so special. God the banter… They cannot stop bantering for a second I swear So many kinks they could fit… I like uhh praise kink for him and for her… Idk she just really loves him and the emotional adoration is what’s at the core of her enjoying it all so like, loving Chilchuck kink, which turns out those two really match together ��� He makes her sing and ummm um you see where this goes. They are so grossly in love and into each other

They are so domestic. I hate them

[autobots-in-training]

Do ignore the other question from this account; it was my very chaotic friend. However, I do have a question for two of you and just a little thing to say to one more of you, and I do suggest not letting the others see this question. Hotshot First aid and Springer First off, this one is for first aid. I say as a medic myself quite simply that a lot of bad stuff is going to happen in the future to you and all of your fellow younglings, and you are going to lose a lot of bots under your care, but it will not be our fault, and you will become one of the best medics known to the cybertronian species, and I highly suggest you don't read this out loud to anyone else since I sound insane. Now since this "ask" just got a bit quite dark, let's lighten it a bit. Question for Hotshot: Since you are clearly aware your caretaker Optimus Prime is the greatest autobot to exist, have you ever heard of an autobot by the name of Elita-1?

Question for Springer: Since Prowl is clearly your carrier by the looks of it and just by the way you talk about him, did he ever tell you any stories and did he ever teach you anything cool?

- Medic Knockout (PS Im super srry that this is so long)

First Aid- Woah. Uh. Thanks! Are you from cybertron? I've never heard of you. I can list all the medics i know on one hand. Carrier, Lotty, Pharma, Red Alert and Hoist. Though they are all autobots, are you a neutral?

Arcee- First Aid, are you answering a question without us?

First Aid- Oh! Sorry i was just reading the question. These are for Springer and... Hot Shot? I think he meant Hot Rod. *takes a deep breath*

Arcee- Wait don't yell!-

First Aid- SPRINGS!!! RODDY!!!

Arcee- I hate you.

Springer- Hey Aid, whats up? I brought Roddy with me.

Hot Rod- Hi!

First Aid- Cool. Was your time with Hound and Mirage fun?

Hot Rod- Yeah!! Hound took us around the ship in his alt mode!

Springer- Illy got tired, so they stayed with their creators.

First Aid- Ah. Anyway, i called you guys cause you have a question each.

Springer- Nice!

Hot Rod- I wanna answer first!

First Aid- Do you know Elita?

Hot Rod- Riri talks about her sometimes. She's the autobot leader on Cybertron, since not everyone could or wanted to leave.

First Aid- Yeah, i think you were still too little when we left Cybertron to remember anything. You might have been 2-3 thousand years old when we left. Elita is basically on parr to Optimus. I watched them spar a couple times, they were 50/50 on terms of strength and skill. They were best friends too.

Hot Rod- Woaaah!!

Arcee- I was still a bit shy, so I didn't talk with her much. She was nice the times i talked with her. She's actually why i chose to be pink.

First Aid- It's terrifying sometimes. You look like you are covered in dried energon.

Arcee- Exactly.

Springer- What's my question?

First Aid- Has your carrier taught you anything or told you any stories?

Springer- About what?

First Aid- I dunno, thats just what the question is.

Springer- Hm... my riri has taught me quite a bit! I know some stuff about genetics, he knows a LOT, the study of cybertronian genetics wasn't allowed before the war, but both my carriers studied it in secret. I was actually one of their expiriments.

First Aid- Oooh, so they had you to see what traits you'd have from each of them?

Springer- Uh. Yeah. Kinda. He also tells me about my other carrier. I remember very little of him. His optics were... they were yellow. Carrier says i look a lot like my other carrier when he was younger.

Arcee- Thats really sweet!

Springer- I want to meet him again. I'm hoping he's still out there.

Arcee- When the war is over, we'll team up and look for our carriers together!

First Aid- I'l help! There's nothing we can't do when we work together!

Hot Rod- Can i come too?

First Aid- You're too little for that. And wouldn't you miss your riri?

Hot Rod- Oh... yeah :[. I'll stay then. Illy would be lonely without me too.

Springer- Wanna see your carrier now?

Hot Rod- Yeah!!

Springer- Let's go then!

*end transmission*

[cescalr]

New tag game: list ten of your childhood ships!

tagged by @babybeale <3... forever ago. Uh. Whoops!

[I will also state my current feelings regarding the ship, and I'll go into as little or as much detail as I feel like <3 I'm also. I have a sieve brain. I'm trying to remember what the fuck it was I shipped as a kid lmao. Anything I shipped, say, pre 2016, I think should count? ftr that means I was 14 or under when I shipped it.]

Nina/Fabian, from House of Anubis;

They're still cute. Better than what they pulled in the last season ;-; fabian and mara...... why...........

2. Sam and Freddie, from iCarly;

This show was just. Not good at writing romance. At all. It was bad at it. But I am very smart and know better than them (/joke) so I could do seddie justice. Er. Maybe trying to do that right now, actually. Shh.

[also, friend; jade and beck is so complicated, you're right. A fun mess, but still a mess lmao. Me and my rarepairs was always a fan of stuff that never ended up being canon though. Might as well put it next, I guess? Looking at your 3.... when it comes to icarly; we could not possibly have had more different opinions on the matter <3 lmao]

3. Tori Vega / André Harris;

I haven't watched it in years so I do not remember why! But I do remember that I did. I think. Don't - don't quote me on anything ever.

4. Willoz - from buffy the vampire slayer;

No gifs for them :( :( :( love them still so very much <3

5. Honestly, I'd steal your number 5 bestie, 6Teen was great. In the spirit of obscure animated TV shows, though - and It's been so damn long I forgot the names of some characters, had to look up the guy's name, lol - Zero and Vin from The Invisible Network of Kids. It left a profound impact on my psyche because they did something really fucked up in the last episode, plus left us on a cliffhanger, and then the show got cancelled </3 rip. Haven't watched it in a decade or so. No idea if it holds up, but I was super invested in these kids doing spy work and experiencing insane levels of trauma that would be ignored come each new episode </3. I was literally 8 years old <3. It has a TV tropes page and the entire show is availible on the Internet Archive, of all places, sooooooo I may browse. For nostalgia's sake. There are literally zero gifs available for this one, because. I mean. No shit.

7. Didn't watch any of that continuity - only got so far as Tracey Beaker Returns... alas. Anyway, my pic for 7..... hm. Sigh.

Stiles/Lydia, Teen Wolf.

This ^ is NOT romantic! she slams her mouth onto his in the middle of a panic attack. Babe. No. No. Regardless; I don't like it </3. They really. Oh god they really fucked up this one. Like a lot. Plus, they both just ended up with much better canon ships (stalia, marrish) that then got shafted for this mess to be the endgame and then the movie breaks them up anyway!!! OFFSCREEN!!!! they didn't even last 2 weeks!!!! fuck!!!!!!!! I don't like them. But I used to. Playlist, for proof. I feel like this counts, because I shipped them when I first watched the show as it aired (I was 10 when the show started), but I did still ship the pairing until well into my teens (16 or so) before I wised up (the show made them very bad in a really boring way. Not that they weren't bad before. Love how they both do things that are otherwise reprehensible but the show frames them as romantic for some fucking reason </3 I was like 13 when I saw this kiss on screen. They're lucky I did research and didn't just take it at face value or I could've gotten some really bad ideas about what's healthy in a situation like this!).

8. Zikki (Zane/Rikki), H20: Just Add Water;

Season 3 does not exist <3 [also, the way they wrote the 'cheating' plotline was fucked up. That woman planted one on him!!! he did not consent!!! Why are we supposed to be blaming him for being sexually harassed in the workplace!!! No!!!]. Still ship them fr fr.

8. maf;lkasjd;f yeahhh. Think if you watched friends as a kid, it was inevitable you'd ship rosschel, the damn thing was pushed so hard. Stand in regretful solidarity;

For really obvious reasons (being that it is rosschel); hot damn no I do not!

9. Harry and Ginny, Harry Potter.

Ignoring the horrendous movie adaptation, when I read the hp books I basically just defaulted to shipping whatever was canon. Luckily for me, the canon hp ships are actually pretty good ones! If you ignore the canaries in the room. (I. Do not. Famously. Well. Infamously.) As for Hinny, whilst its a garbage ship name, the pairing itself is pretty great <3

10. kaljdflkasdt thank god I don't remember jack shit about watching glee for the first time! the sieve brain is a blessing in this one occasion. I've already mentioned in another (tagged <3) post my vaguely-relevant hsm ships, though, so..... hmm. What should I pick.... let's think.... I'm kidding. I don't need to think.

Shoker is a major missed opportunity in ME, and I've been mad about the choices for my fem!shep for YEARS because. Look. Kaiden she did not cheat on you. You left!! You accused her of being evil and fucked off after she was resurrected!! what else was she supposed to think other than 'guess he doesn't want to date me anymore. Rude.' And. You could have sex with Jack but not romance her, that was locked to male characters >:| biphobia [Jack can have sexual relations with women, but her only real connections are to men. Rude!]. And, Liara in my games always turned herself down for romance because she assumed my shep wanted to date Kaiden because she's not a total dick to him and there's no way for me to clarify otherwise, also people making assumptions :/ not great. Plus Li becomes the shadow broker and it's a whole thing, so that doesn't really work out narratively for me anyway. Can't romance Miranda. Can't romance Tali (wouldn't anyway - Tali/Garrus <3). Refuse to romance Garrus that is just so platonic a dynamic it's not even funny. Jacob cheats and dips, so fuck him. Like... all of the fem!shep romances are terrible (or Trainor, I guess, but she's... kind of. Nobody. She's Just There. Sorry. It's not narratively interesting enough for me.) and Joker was right there and augh. Augh! Still ship. Still mad about it. Hatboy Project is doing the lord's work! I salute thee soldier in thine endeavours. Waiting to replay LE until it's been finished <3.

<3

If anyone wants to pick this up, go for it!

[cordeliaflyte]

Imagine, if you will, that you are one of the below-decks sailors on the fictionalised versions of HMS Terror or Erebus. Your name is, for argument's sake, James. You've been in the navy for a while now. You probably haven't been Arctic exploring before, and you're unlikely to rise to a higher rank due to your humble origins, but you're a quick learner, decently charismatic, and have no skeletons of the "I'm faking being Irish" or "I was thrice rejected by my beloved like Jesus was by Peter and I'm ACTUALLY Irish" or "I have a teenage daughter, so I went insane and started pursuing a career in arson" variety in your closet.

What looked at first like an opportunity to earn money, make friends, and experience the adventure of a lifetime turns out to be a disaster. Your captain's hubris will doom you all, your provisions are poisonous and running short, you're being pursued by an evil bear, the cold gnaws at your bones, one of the other captains invites you for a drink which seems suspicious, and another is ready to assign you to some unpleasant duty if you don't manage to keep your nails pristine using only lead infused water.

But all these tribulations combined cannot surpass the true existential horror of The Terror. You are, at all times, surrounded by men - men whom you have never met before, but with whom you are expected to spend the next two years. At first, it doesn't matter that you mess their names up, they think it's funny. But as days turn into weeks and weeks turn into months, you come to the shocking realization that the only men whose names you know are the captains, who you, a low ranking sailor, rarely speak with; Goodsir, the nice surgeon who treats the cuts you get while trying to open these godforsaken cans; and the caulker's mate who's always skulking around looking menacing and like... caulking I guess? and you've hardly spoken to him, but you remember his name because "Cornelius Hickey" is a hilarious moniker.

After a year or so, morale is low. You do your duties well. You've made a few friends, and engage in pleasant small talk with just about everyone. But the problem is that all these men look the same. 30% of them are named John, so the odds that you won't call them by someone else's name are quite high, but still - not exactly in your favour. You try to steer conversations in such a way that you don't have to refer to any man by his name. You dread nothing more than orders like "find Mr X and Mr Y". When that happens, you just shout their names as loud as possible and hope that the men in question are not standing next to you, since that would prove embarrassing.

Slowly, you become more advanced in your tactics. you befriend two men who we'll call Johnson and Smith. They are both good friends and wonderful sailors, but there is one problem. You do not know which one is Johnson and which one is Smith. Statistically, you also know that they're not the only ones with these surnames on the ship. On a small piece of scrap paper, you frantically brush up on your mathematics, calculating what the odds are of any given man you talk to being named Edward. Surely we must have many Edwards?

As the body count rises, so does the tension. Perhaps it is the cold, perhaps it is the lead poisoning, perhaps you simply miss home, but your mind seems to be playing tricks on you. This goes beyond the minor quotidian frustrations of finally learning a man's name only for him to be ripped to shreds by a bear that night. One evening, when you're in the common area performing a wholesome activity befitting a member of the English navy like... whittling? you notice a man reading a book. You swear you have never seen him before. And yet he can't have appeared out of thin air, you've been here for over a year. He strikes up a conversation with you. Calculating the odds in your head, you call him John. This time, you were right. But how many times can you stumble trying to decide whether to call a man Charles or Thomas before things start to look suspicious? Do the sailors whom you have never seen before and with whom you are now assigned to repair pipes mock you silently? Do they know?

And then the real existential horror - existential Terror, if you will - sets in. You have not seen Captain Crozier for a fortnight. You hear he is sick. You are devastated, because you cannot afford to lose one of the few men whose name you know. You feel slightly better when you see him at the carnival, and you enjoy yourself for the first time in months. Most men wear masks, which lifts their inhibitions. You joke in ways you wouldn't usually dare to and flirt a little, content in the knowledge that you have an excuse for not using anyone's name. And then a man sets himself on fire. And while everyone is panicking and the heat is unbearable and the men all think this is how they're going to die die, the only thing you're concerned with is trying to figure out the man's identity. You later learn that he is Dr Stanley, but looking at his face, moments before it was engulfed in flames, you could have sworn you saw the features of Magnus... someone.

The most arduous months, when you set out to walk, are honestly ridiculous. You feel like you're a character in some comedy of manners, which is funny to the audience, but certainly not to you. The days go by quickly. It seems dreadful to say, but focusing on survival in an environment so foreign to you while being surrounded by crazed men is... refreshing. You dedicate all your energy to walking, chewing, or thinking about chewing. And in the hour of your death, which comes quicker than you would have thought - a small mercy - your skin peeling off, your gums bloody, your leg injured, knowing that you'll likely serve as a last meal for your comrades, the sense of terror returns in an insidious, unexpected way.

Your death is cinematic. a friend - Johnson or Smith - is holding you, gently stroking your hair and giving an Emmy-worthy speech about the power of friendship and poetry and love and stories. You know you're going to die in your best friend's arms so with your last bit of strength you bring your hand to his shoulder, or perhaps, since you have nothing left to lose, to his cheek. With tears in his eyes, he says "James...", his voice and his heart breaking, and you know you're in a story, you know this is art even if there is no audience, save the ice going on for miles and miles and miles and God certainly isn't watching but you must still perform, so you take a gambit, and with equal emotion and pain you say "William..."

But you are wrong. His name is not, in fact, William. And he is so fucking furious with you that he bashes your head in with a rock. The End

[fairytail-writing]

Hello!! Can I request a Fraxus AU thing with Freed as pirate captain and Laxus as merman? 🥰

•SHIP: fraxus• •AU: mermaids•

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How someone so young became captain of a ship, noone knows. But Evergreen and Bixlow follow Freed without question, listening to his every idea and command.

"A mermaid?" Evergreen laughs though, pointing at the image on the poster. "That's insane! There's no way it's real!"

"That's why we're going to find it." Freed sighs, explaining his idea for the fifth time. "See, there's blurry photos and areas it was found. And if we capture it, we'll be rich."

"Oh?" The laughter finally calms, "Rich, you say? Well, then... I guess I'll have to help you, hmm?" She jokes as if there was an option, as if she'd considered not helping. They all knew she wouldn't; the three have been together ever since they first met.

So, they set sail, searching near some empty islands where the mermaid was found. Freed steers the ship, Evergreen stays on lookout, and Bixlow prepares nets to catch it.

"Everything's ready," Bixlow calls from where he stands, looking over the edge of the ship with nets in his hands. "Seen anything?"

"Nothin, but there's rain clouds ahead." Evergreen sighs, sitting on some wooden boxes, bored. The sea and the islands are empty, no other ships around. Nothing but their tiny crew, and the storm clouds only coming closer.

Rain begins to fall, and the wind threatens to push them off course. Other crewmates struggle to hold onto the right ropes, drifting the ship to stop at an empty island.

"We'll wait the storm out," Freed announces, looking out into the dark ocean. "If this mermaid's real, it probably will avoid the storm too. If we wait, there might be a chance to-" He gets cut off by thunder, deep and rumbling, with lightning striking in the distance.

Bixlow hums from where he stands at the edge, curious, tugging on the rope of his net.

"Somethin' got caught."

.

Freed sees the golden tail first, bright even in the darkness of the storm. The mermaid shifts and growls, rope digging into his chest uncomfortably. And his chest... Freed looks up, face turned a deep shade of red, and meets the mermaids eyes. Hazel.

"Holy shit," Evergreen points, eyes wide. "It's actually real! Look at that!"

"Mmhm." Bixlow nods, looking over the mermaid. "Could sell photos... better than the blurry ones."

"Ah," Freed sputters, mouth suddenly dry, "No- no. We shouldn't, um... sell this." He turns away, rubbing the back of his neck. "I mean... hm, if we do... He'll get hunted and killed, no?"

If they sold photos of the mermaid, it'd surely become a quest of who could capture him first. Him and his golden tail, or even tearing off scales from it... Freed frowns at the thought, even though it was his original quest too. But this mermaid, seeing him there - something changes.

Freed can't hurt him.

"What's your name?" He crouches down to look at the ropes, pulling on them until they wouldn't dig into the man so much. "You must have one, right?"

"...Laxus." The mermaid- merman? Laxus... says, glaring at the crewmates around. "So, you're not gonna kill me?" He laughs at the idea, a deep sound that causes Freed's face to flush pink again.

"Well, no-"

"You were saved by this guy's massive crush on you. How ya feel?" Evergreen grins, leaning over to stare down at the two, and Freed lightly hits her side for the teasing.

"I don't-!" Freed groans, hiding his red face behind his hands. "Well! Either way! He can stay on the ship. Others will hunt for him out here, so..." he sighs, gesturing to the ropes. "He'll need a case? A big one."

"Aw, that's our Freed. Can't hurt the poor guy cause he's alive and very pretty."

[finaledenialist]

so it appears this is the day I start listening to taylor swift? you were so many to talk about it on my dash that I had to know so I just listened to 10 songs from folklore (had to stop bc Im getting easily exhausted) and. you were all so right about the deancas parallels?? I mean- my tears ricochet :

Weepin' in a sunlit room, and

If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too

Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe

All the hell you gave me?

'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you

'Til my dying day

this is just straight up 15×18

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace

And you're the hero flying around, saving face

And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?

Cursing my name, wishing I stayed

Look at how my tears ricochet

the chorus makes me go INSANE. I don't even have to explain "If I'm dead to you" because that's literally the same sentence with dean saying "You're dead to me" to cas. and "wishing I stayed" jfsgjjfq direct parallel to "I left but you didn't stop me"/"I should've stopped you", the whole 'dean is afraid of people leaving him and cas is afraid no one asks him to stay' gsksjggsj

And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain

Crossing out the good years

and then dean in 15×19. Im not okay

I mean you probably already said better things about these lines in your post and I should probably read it but. needed to get that out I guess? also wanted to add it's kinda funny that the two things I was introduced to through your blog are 1. some very calming beautiful love songs and 2. a smut fic

How often do these two things come together, right? hahaha Well I am happy I could do that for you!<3 I don’t think I talked about my tears ricochet yet though because I usually talk only about songs people send in their asks to avoid being That Bitch who rants about one thing all day long haha but let’s talk. 

Everything you said is On Point. This song is such Cas POV song that it gives me actual physical pain. Because on one hand we have very obvious destiel stuff that relate to 15x03, 15x18 and 12x23 and on the other hand, if we’re willing to break the 4th wall, this is Cas @ the CW. Look: 

(putting this under the cut because it got so long because I have no self-restraint when talking about folklore x destiel)

If I'm on fire, you'll be made of ashes too Even on my worst day, did I deserve, babe All the hell you gave me? 'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you 'Til my dying day

So, obviously a callback to 15x03 as you mentioned, apart from the first line which is re: Dean’s behaviour after Cas dies (in 12x23 or in 15x18). Now let’s look at the bigger picture here: 

If I’m on fire (= if I die) you’ll be made of ashes too. Look what happened when they wrote Cas off. In season 7 or in 15x19 and 15x20. How unbearably this show sucked without him. 

Did I deserve all the hell you gave me - 15x03, yes, of course but also what the show put this character through. The amount of bad writing and straight up torture for so many episodes (for example in season 8 or 9x03 ugh) and then being cut off from the finale. 

'Cause I loved you, I swear I loved you ‘til my dying day - that is obviously 15x18. 

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace And you're the hero flying around, saving face And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake? Cursing my name, wishing I stayed Look at how my tears ricochet

This is 12x23, 15x03, 15x09 and 15x18 mixed up. 

You know I didn't want to have to haunt you But what a ghostly scene

Again, Cas dying in 12x23 and 15x18. Hell even when Dean sees Cas in the deleted scenes of season 10 after he almost killed him. Or when he keeps seeing him at the beginning of season 8 because he feels guilty that Cas didn’t make it out of Purgatory. 

And I can go anywhere I want Anywhere I want, just not home

9x03 :(((((((((((((((( and 15x03 :(((((((((((((((((((

And you can aim for my heart, go for blood But you would still miss me in your bones And I still talk to you (when I'm screaming at the sky) And when you can't sleep at night (you hear my stolen lullabies)

I am so sad at this point that I don’t even know what to say. You can aim for my heart, go for blood, (this corresponds so damn well with ‘and my words shoot to kill when I’m mad’ from this is me trying asfhsdfj) you can talk shit to me and make me leave but you are still going to miss me, how about that. And it’s going to hurt both of us. 

And I still talk to you - this is the only Dean line in this whole song because: prayers, also 8x23 finale comes to mind when the angels are falling and Dean looks at the sky and the falling stars and screams his name. And of course then a line about Dean not getting to sleep peacefully whenever Cas is gone. 

I didn't have it in myself to go with grace And so the battleships will sink beneath the waves You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same Cursing my name, wishing I stayed You turned into your worst fears 

Aaaaaand here we go, let’s shatter that 4th wall, huh? Something something about sinking ship. Not any ship. A battleship. A damn big ship. That gets sunk. Hm. You had to kill me because god forbid Dean and Cas get their only logical happy ending right? but it killed you just the same because look now how the last two episodes sucked and everyone is so damn angry and hurt and no one liked what you did and the whole show is now being criticized and being called out on being nonsensical due to the ending. You turned into your worst fears , that speaks for itself. 

[apathetic-revenant]

(part six)

FMZeth: I love how apparently in the early years of the Federation it was totally cool to just crash on some rcently discovered planet without any real precautions

FMZeth: or at all really

The Time Being: Sure why not

The Time Being: we got plenty of 'em

The Time Being: it's almost starting to seem like maybe we should have picked an explored planet for this

The Time Being: -also, just wanna say, one of my classes this semester is Gender in Arthurian Mythology, and what just happened made pretty much as much sense as 95% of anything that's happened in what we've read

The Time Being: You'd think a Vulcan of all people would be able to handle this planet

The Time Being: "Sulu!" "Captain!" "Spock!" "Rodrigeuz!"

FMZeth: Populate the planet with Vulcans: come back to find it covered with geometric shapes for no real reason.

FMZeth: I guess McCoy just assumed that given Barrows was in fact highy attractive, Kirk would jsut swoop in by default and never bothered trying that hard.

The Time Being: It's a pretty reasonable assumption

The Time Being: I mean, when's the next time Bones gets a love interest? Season three?

FMZeth: sounds right

FMZeth: The blue one is the prettiest.

The Time Being: ...you said that just as the shot switched to the bridge

The Time Being: so I'm going to assume you mean Spock?

The Time Being: "Start the important swirly thing!"

The Time Being: "Mr. Spock, get this woman off me!" "...Never thought I'd hear THAT."

The Time Being: so wait, can anyone just wander into Kirk's room whenever?

FMZeth: I was thinking the same thing

The Time Being: *My* room has better security than that

FMZeth: I like how Red and Green fail at seducing a target a piece, meanwhile Blue is taking on hallways at a time.

The Time Being: huh

The Time Being: that's not just a different colored shirt Uhura's wearing, it's made slightly differently

FMZeth: maybe hers was missing after a disagreement with production so they had to cobble one together

The Time Being: ...that sounds like a mighty interesting disagreement with production

FMZeth: Well if they didn't want to pay her, she may have been leaving at some point

The Time Being: "I'M LEAVING AND I'M TAKING MY SHIRT WITH ME!"

FMZeth: I was thinking more along the lines of it bein reused for somethign else

The Time Being: I like my explanation better

The Time Being: I like how he said "I do my own cooking" like there was any other option he could have been using

FMZeth: "I MAKE THAT THIRD GUY DO ALL THE COOKING! *I'M THE HEAD MINER!*"

The Time Being: "NBC did not choose this episode as the second pilot mostly because they were worried about the central theme of "selling women throughout the galaxy" and the guest stars being "an intergalactic pimp" and "three space hookers". (Inside Star Trek: The Real Story, pp 65-66)"

The Time Being: Thank you NBC

FMZeth: She says Sarek wrong

The Time Being: everyone is so surprised she contributed something useful

FMZeth: And she keeps calling him Ambassador

FMZeth: are they married or does he employ her

The Time Being: I dunno

The Time Being: maybe he employs her to be his wife

The Time Being: did they bring all their own plants with them?

FMZeth: maybe

FMZeth: When you have as fewplants as you do on Vulcan

The Time Being: dang he's tall

FMZeth: you grow attached to them

The Time Being: it really makes me happy that all of the mind-altering juju or whatever going on in this episode has almost entirely taken the form of violence directed at Wesley

The Time Being: this calls for the old Bones method of just getting everyone on the ship really high

FMZeth: You know Sarek hasn't actually had that much screen time at this point in the series

FMZeth: it's pretty noteworthy that seeing him like this can be so heartrending

The Time Being: that's because Sarek has always been awesomest

FMZeth: mmhm

The Time Being: mostly because Mark Lenard was awesomest

FMZeth: mmhm

The Time Being: Hey!

The Time Being: there's that tactician guy in the background

FMZeth: Hm?

The Time Being: I forget his name

The Time Being: Kolrami

The Time Being: From Peak Performance

FMZeth: hm

The Time Being: just hangin' out

FMZeth: wonder if that was purposeful or just reused costuming

The Time Being: If it was it was reused makeup too

FMZeth: ew.

The Time Being: Not like that

The Time Being: >_>

FMZeth: "Hold still while I just scrap this latex off..."

The Time Being: "The Enterprise finds a deserted planet and a downed ship's lone survivor, who has no memory but possesses extraordinary healing powers."

The Time Being: THEY FOUND BONES

FMZeth: He never did trust those transporters.

FMZeth: "She must SEE the electricity in your eyes."

The Time Being: "She must see your eyes at all, in the first place."

FMZeth: "She must SEE the fire in your eyes." "She can't Worf." "Oh, I--I'm sorry--" "she doesn't have infrared vision like me."

The Time Being: what's this about his heart needing "direct neural input" anyway?

The Time Being: I'm no biologist, but uh, the heart's a muscle

The Time Being: stimulate it

FMZeth: That actually makes sense

FMZeth: she's saying that his brain isn't telling his heart to beat because of a damaged connection

The Time Being: Well that I get

The Time Being: what I don't get is the connection that "therefore we need to hook a brain up to it"

The Time Being: he's a vampire!

The Time Being: or Wolverine!

The Time Being: or...who else has super healing powers?

FMZeth: "We found these metal appendages lodged in his skeletal system...we just can't explain it captain!"

FMZeth: Riker: "Reminds me of an ancient fictional legend: The Wolverine."

FMZeth: Picard: Hm, I recall he associated with that... Professor X fellow. All nonsense."

The Time Being: "The myths say his ability to regenerate grew to be...truly ridiculous." "Come now Riker, don't tell me you'r superstitious."

FMZeth: "We were lost on a pod, an escape pod. Being chased by...an insane...military commander..."

The Time Being: WAAAALAIALLALALAAIAIIIOOOOOOHHHHH

FMZeth: oMG

FMZeth: he's a monarch butterfly

The Time Being: what

FMZeth: he's metamorphising and on an unstoppable journey

The Time Being: this is a stage of the monarch butterfly I didn't know about

The Time Being: wait

The Time Being: why was Data down

The Time Being: just...in sympathy...?

FMZeth: I'm going to guess yes

The Time Being: "Everyone's on the floor! This must be a human thing."