#hunter in places they shouldnt be

[rivulet-shouldnt-be-here]

At the movies with Hunter (they are on a date. Good for them)

Rivulet is at a movie theater with Hunter [@hunter-shouldnt-be-there]

wonder what they're watching

[artemx746]

if/when we get a season 3 of the show I will be defending Bianca with my life

[arthurtaylorlester]

i just want to shout out texas!michael and outlaw!ty for singlehandedly almost saving the timeline and then making it 10x worse and then dying technically because no one knows they even exist to bring them back. like ik realistically they are NEVER coming back but that doesn't stop them from being my favourite woe.begone duo ever

[n-in-places-he-shouldnt-be]

n in Monster Hunter

N isn’t supposed to be in Monster Hunter.

Requested by Anon

[dcxdpdabbles]

can you write the batfam going to amity due to *reasons* and alls well until Jason feels like he SHOULDNT go near since it’s Danny’s Haunt? Like how Crime Alley is ‘his’ Haunt? And batfam thinks he’s just being dramatic but uh, yeah he isn’t.

"I'm not going in there," Jason repeated, standing on the side of the highway, arms crossed over his chest and a stubborn scowl on his face.

"Jay, please get back in the van," Bruce sighed while the rest of the Waynes stared from their seats. They had originally all gotten off, but when the second eldest had started yelling, Bruce herded everyone back inside, including Dick.

No one knows why Jason was acting like this.

A few minutes earlier, he had napped comfortably in the far back of the large van Bruce had rented. The family had been on a cross-country road trip, where they all piled in together and let the GPA lead them to their final destination- Wayne Mountain Hotsprings. Alfred had the idea to practically kick everyone out of the manor to bond.

Members of their various teams would watch Gotham for the three weeks they would be gone. This week, Kon and Bart texted Tim updates. At first, the Waynes were not entirely up for the trip, but after a few hours of driving, they all enjoyed singing random songs and researching their vacation pick.

They each got to pick one random spot they wanted to stop at one the way- tourist trap or not- and Damian had been excited to go to "America's most haunted town." He had even been able to contact local ghost hunters who were excited to give them a tour. The Waynes would spend the night at the only hotel in the city and leave tomorrow morning.

That was the plan until Jason woke up screaming at the top of his lungs, "Pull over! Pull over! I can't go in there!"

It gave everyone a heart attack. Bruce had nearly driven into the other lane as Jason had been attempting to unbuckle himself and- were it not for Cass's quick reflection- fling himself from the moving vehicle. As soon as they found a safe spot to pull over, Jason leaped from the van and placed himself in front of the Welcome to Amity Park sign

A little up the road, they could see the city's outskirts. The Fentons, the acclaimed ghost hunters, were expecting them in twenty minutes. Damian was getting angsty.

"Can you explain why you can't go into Amity Park?" Bruce questions, stepping closer. "I won't make you go in there. I just need to know what's going on."

"Don't you feel that?" Jason asks, gesturing to the air around them. "It feels unsafe."

"What does?"

"The vibes," Jason said straightly, and Bruce's left eyebrow was spammed. "The vibes are choking."

Bruce takes another step closer, voice lowering into the familiar tone of comforting a scared civilian. "Jay what do you mean by that."

Jason opened his mouth only to snap his head upwards with a scream. "He's here!"

Everyone looked up—or at least those in the van by a window—only to see nothing. There was nothing there that could have freaked out Jason so much. The sun, maybe? Gotham wasn't known for its sunlight, and perhaps the fact that he grew up without it made it extra terrifying to the Gothamite.

Jason leaped behind Bruce, hiding like he did as a child. Now that Jay was taller than his father and buckler, it was a strange sight. "I'm sorry! I swear I wasn't going in!"

"Jaylad, what-"

"Ghost detected." The robotic voice of Damian's official ghost-hunting equipment made everyone freeze. The boy had opened the door of the van, escaping Duke's attempted grasp, but whatever he was going to say was cut off by the little machine in his hand.

It came from the Fentons' online store, and although it didn't work, Damian enjoyed walking around with it, searching for the paranormal. The rest of the family saw it as an age-appropriate make-believe, sighing in relief when he waved his little box around before deeming the area safe.

As it were, Damian waved the box again, letting the machine hum and bling as it landed on a particular spot in the sky. "Ghost detected. Ghost detected. Ghost located. Ghost is ten feet before you."

"Oh wow," An unknown voice said over the sound of rushing cars on the highway. Damian's eyes widen. "Haven't seen that design of the Fenton Finder in years. First edition, isn't it?"

Damian eyes are practilly sparkling as he puffs out his chest "It is! Are you a ghost?"

"Yeah." Suddently a glowing flouting transparent boy pops into thin air. No sound, no portal, not rush of air. Just one second he's there. He offers Damian a wide warm smile, that somehow makes his glowing green eyes menecing. "I'm Danny Phantom."

He turns his eyes back to Jason as Damian gapes at him. The boy had thought Phantom was a local urban legend. He has been decorating his room with "captured" images of Phantom for years. He turns to Tim, hissing for a pen and his photo binder.

"You." Phantom points at the cowering man. "Feel strange. You're overshadowed, but at the same time, there is no foreign soul in your body. What are you?"

"Um, I'm just here on vacation with my family-oh!" Jason words are cut off as Phantom flings himself at the pair. Before Bruce or Jason can react the ghost has his hands inside of Jason chest, ramaging around like it's a bag. Oddly enough, this makes Jason blush.

"Hmm. Yeah, there is no other ghost here. Are you haunting your own corpse?" Phantom floats upwards to stare into Jason's eyes. "Or are you a Halfa?"

"My own corpse," Jason gasps, but Bruce decides he's not about to let whoever this bothers his son, pushing Phantom back. Only somewhat surprised by the fact he made contact the hero's grunts

"Kindly keep your hands to yourself."

"Sorry," Phantom mutters, flouting back. He fidgets with his glowing white hair while shifting his feet. "I just wanted to be sure he was safe. You may enter."

And with another pop, he's gone.

Damian makes a sad whine in the back of his throat, holding a picture of a blurred image of Phantom and a pen. He flipped through the binder, attempting to find the clearest one while the ghost chatted with his father and brother. "I didn't get an autograph."

"There's always next time," Tim offered, patting the boy back as he led him towards his seat in the van again. You should keep that on your person so if you run into him again, we can get it signed for you quickly."

"Okay"

"Phew," Jason breathed, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "That was terrifying. Anyway, we should get going, I don't want to be late for the Fentons."

He ignored Bruce's look, walking back as if he hadn't held them up for nearly forty minutes because the vibes were bad.

Bruce stared as Jason skipped back to the van, feeling very old and single. Maybe he should try calling the blind date Alfred had attempted to set up for him. He needs some support in raising his children. He has too many white hairs as it were.

[cat-autism-wizard]

in life everything changes, it has endless possibilities but death is certain. when death approaches, its the end. death is the one certainty mankind cannot change.

danny woke up from another nightmare about the portal. he remembered the pain again. he remembered how he felt and how he couldnt feel. how he wanted to scream for his sister but nothing came out, how he wanted cry but he couldnt. how scared he was, how much he wanted to live, how much he didnt want to die.

danny fenton cheated death and paid for it with every second of his existence.

his parents, self-proclaimed ghost hunters, made a portal to engage with the ghost in another realm. their goal was to find the ghost realm and study them molecule by molecule. but the portal didnt work.

danny took an interest in the portal back then. it was an insane theory but it was plausible unlike all of his parents' theories. this one felt different. this one could actually work and danny wanted take look where they might have made a mistake.

danny looked through the portal, it was weird. it really shouldve work! nothing seemed out of place nor did anything seemed to be broken. as he turned to leave it, his foot got stuck with the wires making him fall. he tried to hold anything, instead he accidentally pushed a button.

it opened the portal.

while he was still in it.

he felt the electricity going through every cell he had over and over again. he felt his death, he felt alive. he lived through death hundreds of time then he felt nothing. he wasnt alive anymore, not fully. but he wasnt dead either.

he lied right outside of the portal, still not understanding what happened to him, whether he was still alive or dead.

he had to stand up. he had to get out. he shouldnt tell his parents that he was in the lab, he would be in trouble. he forced himself to stand up and walk. he felt weak. but he had to get to his room. then he could lie and say he was sick or something. not sure if hes parents were gonna notice now that they had a portal to study.

danny went to his room. he wanted to lie down to his bed but his head was throbbing. maybe he didnt had to lie becuase he felt sick. he entered his bathroom. he froze when he saw something.. someone? else in the mirror reflection instead of himself. it looked like him but felt.. off? its feature looked like him but it had white hair and green eyes glowing like some toxic waste. can electrocution cause hallucinations? becuase danny was sure he did not look like that before getting electrocuted.

he came closer to the mirror. he noticed the hazmat suit he was swearing now was inverted colours. he looked down at himself. that cant happen right? hazmat suits cant change colours, right?

danny felt himself panic. he didnt know what happened but something felt wrong with him. he couldnt see himself in the mirror anymore. he once again looked down at himself, he felt like he could see himself but couldnt. he was invisible. how was he invisible? how was that even possible?

he took a step back. this could not be happening. this shouldnt be even possible. how was this happening?

this wasnt actually happening. yeah. he must be hallucinating. he got electrocuted and now he was hallucinating. all he had to do was to sleep through this and tomorrow everything was gonna make sense again. danny absentmindedly tried to close his door bathroom's door after leaving but he missed the handle. he tried again but he missed it again. he looked at the door and tried to hold the handle. he didnt miss it, his hand went through the handle.

he must have lost his mind. he must have. there is no way he could turn invisible and intangible like a, like a ghost.

like a ghost?

danny only understood what happened to him.

he died.

he died in that portal.

he felt faint. he still had a physical form though. he cant be dead. he cant be a ghost. can he?

he wanted to be alive. he didnt want to be dead. he was only fourteen. he was just a child. he had a whole life in front of him.

then something shifted. he didnt know what happened. he looked at himself in the mirror again.

he looked.. normal.

black hair, baby blue eyes.

he was himself again.

and he felt exhausted.

danny couldnt understand what happen but that time all he wanted to was to sleep.

[seahagart]

Sorry if you already answered this but who is Drifa's goddess?

She worships the goddess of wilderness (nothing canon in game) Basically since she's a paladin and paladin's follow an oath rather than picking a pantheon at the start, i thought it'd be interesting if her oath is to her temple, she was the protector of her temple for the past 15+ years which is dedicated to the Lady of Frost, Goddess of the Wilds, Maiden of Snow. Essentially goddess of the wilderness, snow, and survival.

Huge Drífa lore dump under the cut.

She was left at the temple while all of the other members slowly left, one by one, when their godess called to them to do so. Each one that left has never returned. Eventually the guardian of the temple passed, leaving Drífa to wait her turn and keep the temple until her goddess instructs her otherwise. She has waited for a long time... Eventually she stopped keeping track of how much time passed, and fell into routine.

Drífa appreciates nature, but in a 'respect what could kill you' way. She does not love animals because they're cute and fuzzy, she appreciates them because of their tenacity, and their skills. She worships the circle of life, that the strong live while the weak perish, and it is her duty to protect this. Meaning hunting is normal, but to kill for the sake of killing is deplorable. It is her duty to keep the shrine, make offerings to her goddess, and protect the way of life on the mountain. Hunters who come to collect for their food on the mountain are fine, but outsiders who come into her territory to take more than they give are dealt with.

She is cold, ruthless, territorial, but she is also kind, gentle, giving. Drífa can't help herself sometimes. She takes in a hunter who should be facing the consequences of his grave miscalculation aka he didn't respect the mountain and should freeze or figure a way out... but she gives him shelter. She should just kill the bear that keeps taking the food from her traps, and she curses it plenty, but it was a brutal winter, she sees the bear has cubs, so she lets it take her prize when she shouldn't.

When Drífa has her child, she sees this as a gift from her goddess, her next lesson in survival. Raising young. Drífa softens even more. She would not think about putting something out of its misery, or striking if it meant she will have food... But now she has a boy who loves birds and pleads with her to help it. So she does. Then its the fox still alive in her trap, she has a soft spot for foxes as she likes them for their cleverness, so she nurses it back to health when she knows she shouldnt. She gives more time to her child and neglects the offerings, the shrine, and soon is too focused on playing with her child she doesn't hear the footsteps in the snow. They are attacked, her child is separated from her, and ultimately is never recovered. She spends weeks searching only to find scraps and blood. She returns, heart broken, and brings swift death to those who did this, the warriors that moved into her shrine while she was gone. All of them are put outside as a warning to those that enter her territory. She never sees other people after this. She knows this was a punishment from her goddess, she was losing sight of her duty as the temple keeper, she wasn't respecting her place in the world, and now had to survive the worst: grief. She decided she would overcome this, just like everything else, and would survive because that's what she is meant to do.

She is taken from her mountain by the nautliod, her temple crushed and destroyed. She believes this is the sign from her goddess, forcing her to leave the mountain and pursue her next step. Eventually she is with others for the first time in years, and she sees this as a sign that she is meant to be with them, protect this group, until she can figure out what her goddess is telling her. Drífa slowly gets more socialized, learns more common, talks more, but remains the quiet, stoic presence in the party. She is starting to wonder if her goddess is punishing her because these people have so many problems.... She continues on, helping where she sees fit.

Eventually as part of her quest line, she is reunited with her son who was saved by some 'do gooders' aka saw a battered young boy in the snow and took him, not realizing mama bear was on her way to get him. They took him many villages over so Drífa couldn't track him, and eventually her son gets better, and after a few years begins his own quest to find his way back to the mountain and find his mom to see if she's alive. After much searching, he hears about a big orc in town, and he thinks maybe it could be a lead, so he shows up to demand answers, ready to do whatever it takes, only to have his bow pointed at his mom. It takes them a moment to recognize each other, but obviously after that they have a beautiful reunion. Drífa thanks her goddess, because clearly this was a reward for her well done work, and because she learned her lesson, etc.

Now the party members get to find out that mama bear is actually a mom and has a son and if they romance her, they will be a step-parent... lol

[star-dust-stuf]

Hunter Sylvester x period!reader

title: for what you can't ignore

warnings: cursing, pain

a/n: for my sister ❥ @hannibal-girly for typos, I hope you love it!

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I was laying on his bed looking up at the ceiling, I shouldnt have come, I thought to myself. Oh yeah. This sucked. I should have stayed home knowing I got my period that morning and I shouldn't have told him I was okay over the phone. 

As he was practicing his guitar I kept hearing the same thing over and over again and it was driving me nuts. I sat up, he couldn't hear me talking. "Hunter..." I sigh. "Hunter!" 

Still, he kept playing his stupid guitar. "HUNTER!" I finally yell.

Hunter stopped, he put his guitar down. "What?" 

I look at him for a moment, "can you stop?" 

Hunter scoffed, "stop?" He mocked me and started playing his guitar again. Even rougher.

I started crying and I cover my face. He immediately stopped and looked at me, "woah. Hey." He put his guitar down.

He walked towards me and sat on his bed next to me. "What's wrong? Hey, I didn't mean to-."

I shake my head, "it's not you."

"Then what's the matter?" Hunter spoke, he was genuinely sweet and gentle with me, and only me. 

"Hunter I... I got my period this morning and I'm in pain." 

Hunter was silent for a minute, he stood up and paced a little. "Okay.. okay so you're on your-..." He got awkward. "No that's totally fine- not that it wasn't fine in the first place-." 

Hunters stuttering made me smile a little, he struggled. "I'll be right back." 

He walked out of his room leaving me to my overthinking thoughts, was I sharing too much? He ran to the kitchen and in the cabinets, his dad put his hands on his hips. "What the hell are you looking for?" 

He looks at his dad, "I... I need something for..." He trailed off.

His dad coughed mockingly, "sorry what?" 

"Period, dad!" He yells

His dad blinked, "you do know it's not physically possible-."

Hunter cut his dad off, "really, duh. Because I didn't know that!" 

His dad coughed, not so mockingly but in an uncomfortable tone, "have we had the, uh. Talk yet?"

Hunter gave him a dumb look, "I have a girl over shes- she's-."

His dad choked, "oh!" He coughed. "I don't have anything here for that." 

Hunter spoke, "how about that stupid hot water bottle?" Hunter had attitude.

"In the hall closet, hey I don't appreciate that additude." His dad spoke but Hunter rolled his eyes and walked towards the closet by the stairs, getting what he needed.

He came back into his room and saw me on his bed. I was crying from the pain, he didn't really know what to do, he sort of watched me cry before speaking. "I got you something."

I look at him. My cheeks wet with tears, he was clearly not comfortable around people who cry but he wasn't heartless. He sat next to me, "h-here..." He gave me the hot water bottle.

I put it on my stomach, an instant relief fell in my body that was racked in pain. He saw the change and relaxed as well, he stood up back to his chair and his guitar. I watch him, he didnt know I would rather have him hold me but he wasn't very empathetic.

He played his guitar, seeing me from the corner of his eye he couldn't shake the thought of it, so he looked at me. "Does it hurt bad?" 

I nodded, "feels like somethings inside me and won't hold still."

He grimaces but he's had his fair share of shit happen he's not disgust by this at all, because there wasn't anything to be disgusted by. "Well, you can lay there and I'll make sure the hot water bottle stays warm..."

He saw that desperate look in my eyes, he sighs and stands up. Hunter unzipped his black boots and got into his bed beside me and looked at me, "close your eyes..." He said softly.

I did so, I didn't care about anything at this moment. I felt his hand on my hip and his thumb rub my bone gently, he scoots closer, I can feel his breath on my forehead. 

I cried out in pain and hit his shoulder, he flinches, I did it out of pain, i didn't really know how to relieve it so I just hit him. "Shit." He says.

He didn't care, or mind even. He knew what the hit was for and knew better than to tell me to stop. "you're okay..." 

He feels around my lower back for the pain, watching my body tense up and then relax. He smiled at my reaction and kept a firm but gentle pressure there. "I'm not a bitch like everyone says." 

I smiled a little, "why do you think you're my friend?" 

He looked at my lips and back in my eyes, "friend." 

I nod, but I slowly put my face to his. Kissing his lips gently before pulling back, he was dumbfounded by it but it was the most beautiful thing that has happened to him. Nothing dim and dark, or anything he's used to. It was bright and beautiful... 

He moved a lock of hair behind my ear and kept his pressure on my lower back, making sure if I was in any pain, he was my punching bag. 

"For someone so sweet, who would have thought you'd like metal." 

[some-mari-thoughts]

Sooooo.. thoughts on the OMORI manga??

I think they will mess up Mari's character in new and underwhelming ways :/

We already got several classic manga horror tropes in place with her that really shouldnt be here yet in manga. No i get it girl would love to be scary but naw thats not it.

My girl is an ambush hunter not a lizard doing threat displays

There's also Aubrey's aggression being way up, and the event where we should've learned of both Aubrey n Kel having new friend groups, we really don't.

Sunny also seems a lot more triggerable and uhhh. Explosive? While he should be rlly incredibly mild instead. At least he dont speak!

I wonder how they'll go abt headspace storylines :þ

[suchusoid]

How other villains worked better as sympathetic where the league failed

I know I said I was going to make a post regarding my final oc villain, anonymous, but due to recents events, i just dont have the energy to do so. To clear my mind, I've decided to take a break from oc posts and talk about how certain character archetypes from this series are done betger by other shows, movies and books, starting with the league of villains.

For this comparision, I'll be comparing the LOV with a group of villains that actually inspired my oc (ghoulian my beloved) the sadler trio from the goosebumps book "ghost beach"

Is probably what you're thinking. The sadler trio are the ghosts of a trio of immigrant siblings from england who traveled to new england in hopes of a better life. Unfortunately, they ended up dying in cold and have roamed the beach as ghosts for 300 years. They long for companions in death and plan to take their distant cousins jerry and terri to the grave.

Louisa is the girl with the pigtails and velvet dress, sam is the boy with the white hair and black vest, and nat is the boy with the bowl cut and the striped t shirt, remember that now.

The first thing I want to talk about is the family dynamics

The leagues bonds are, for a lack of a better word, shaky. While we do see certain memebers like twice and toga showing genuinely nice moments of friendship, and magne being a well liked and respected member, earning her the title of "big sis mags", other members like shigaraki and dabi contradict the found family dynamic the story and fandom are selling. Shigaraki barely shows any care for his fellow members, when magne died, he was more concerned about staying on top while toga and twice actually wanted to avenge their fallen ally. Shigaraki also doesnt have any reaction to twices death either. Dabi is honestly worse as he refuses to pitch in at times, called spinner a derogetory slur, and then pulled a bruno marcotulli and said he shouldnt get upset about it. Spinners motives also dont align with shigarakis in the slightest, to the point where they straight up had to retcon his motives not once, but twice, just to make shigaraki seem like a good leader. Truth is their motives and personalities clash too hard for their dynamic not to feel forced.

The sadlers on the other hand actually do show genuine care and concern for each other, most notably when nat clings to louisa as a source of comfort when he gets scared and sam being the mediator and voice of reason, showing how they do care for eachother and work cohesively as a group, while the league is more dysfunctional than a 50's sitcom family.

Next is motives, the leagues motives at the end of the day, are to cause destruction and misery to whoever they please with no consequences, I really dont know how else to put it. Shigaraki wants to destroy everything, dabi wants to hurt his father and is willing to drag innocent people into the mix, toga gets off to killing, and the other three are just along for the ride with no qualms about their peers actions. This really doesnt help making them sympathetic when the story tries to shove a bunch of sad backstories in our face and say "please feel bad for them!"

Comparitively, the sadlers motives are far more understandable. At the end of the day, all they want is companionship. Its far more easy to get behind "we were robbed lf a decent life and have lived in solidarity on this beach for centuries with a guy whos been planning our downfall, we desperately want you to stay with us" as opposed to " we are societal outcasts who just want to lash out and makes things worse for everyone else without even trying to combat the societal issues that caused things in the first place."

On top of that, the sadlers actions, which include trying to kill harrison sadler( the ghost hunter) attempting to kill jerry and terri, and eating a dog (dogs can sense ghosts and would give them away.), while morally reprehensible , come from a place of desperation as opposed to malice. The sadler trio never take enjoyment out of their actions. Heck, when its revealed they're ghosts there practically on their hands and knees begging the twins to stay with them.

Thisis unlike the league, who take full pleasure in hurting others to achieve their goals *cough* toga *cough* shigaraki * cough* dabi * cough*.

Lastly is their fates, the sadlers are trpaped in magic cave the essentially sends ghosts to the afterlife and puts them to rest. Makes sense since their motives were from them being stuck in a proverbial limbo.

The leaghes fate is hori hyping up them being saved... and then all die or just get arrested, making their whole arcs feel like a waste of time.

Phew, now thats cleared up my min, I may get to doing anonymous' character sheet sometime soon, let me know what you guys think, and have a good evening!

[rivulet-shouldnt-be-here]

sending rivulet, artificer and hunter to this trampoline park. weeee!

Rivulet is in a trampoline park with @artificer-doesnt-belong-here and @hunter-shouldnt-be-there

[smallchaoscryptid]

wait okay... you offered qsmp fic recs I LOVE FIC RECS.... please please please please please (<- guy who does not have a lot of time for looking for good fics on ao3 and loves to hear about what media his mutuals like)

okay this is going to be long and it took me so long to make so it will be under a read more and organized by ship and word count and each fic should be linked (also a promo for all my fics on ao3 which is also under the username smallchaoscryptid)

Misc Recs:

Under 1k:

Andrea Doria by White space (Blanc_u) it's like a character study of roier and his dealing with pepito and its relation to his pants (very good almost made me cry)

1k to 10k:

danse macabre by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti) bolas dancing together (just a really fun fic to read)

confiança by atthebell forever comforting cellbit after the black shulker investigation (this fic lives in my brain because atthebell just writes 4bit so well)

Estoy Lista by WhyB cellbit invites jaiden to live in his castle with him and roier (god this fic makes me think about what would have happen if jaiden and roier would have actually kept talking reguarly without bobby)

dead tired by notsubtleatall (orphan_account) roier makes cellbit go to sleep (god i love this fic so much)

Spiderbit Recs:

Under 1k:

napping is better with two by FlowerBox sleepy catbit with roier (really cute)

1k to 10k:

Feather-Light by BecausePlot cellbit crawling into bed to sleep with roier (really cute)

i'm scum, i'm waste (i'm what you want) by songbirdscoo sick cellbit that takes place after spiderbit has a breakup and richas finds roier to take care of sick cellbit (this one is so fucking good its a bit angsty bc of the breakup but its so good)

not quite but we're almost there by atthebell spiderbit takes a walk that is totally not a date (this one is so good and so soft)

The Red Means I Love You!! by Anonymous roier accidentally gets caught in the middle of a ritual cellbit was doing (this fic was so good it took me a bit to realize what was wrong with roier and then once i did i reread the fic and was shaking him violently this fic and its sequal are litterally so good)

that's the deal, my dear by Mitos (SeriouslyCalamitous) cellbit gets turned into a cat and finds roier (this fic is litterally so cute and i love it so much)

Drown With Me by doodooagentg jaiden makes cellbit take care of roier after cellbit had killed abueloier and roier is still angry about abueloier's death (this has such its quiet uptown vibes its insane and ive reread this fic so many times because roiers anger is so acurate here and the ending is just so ahhhhhh)

Helping a friend out by cherryplotting roier helps cellbit solve a puzzle and cellbit gets a kiss (FUCK, THIS HAS A SECOND CHAPTER NOW had to read that before i post this second chapter is also so good)

Over 10k:

It’s Just Some Little Thing by CurrentlyWorry enimies to lovers au where bobby and richas are friends but spiderbit ends up hating eachother for a little bit (god this one was so good its 171k and i read it in two days and am thinking about reading it again)

Breaking Dawn by Anonymous cellbit is a monster hunter looking into werewolves and meets a guy who turns out to know a lot about werewolves (this fic is unfinished as of right now but is so good and i cant stop rereading it)

those of flowering hearts and wilting souls by yourfauxentropy beauty and the beast au with a twist (this one is so good there was a point where i thought this fic wasnt going to have a happy ending but it still had such a grip on me)

your palms; a home for my soul by mars_revived roiers heart is shattered in to peices and he shouldnt be able to love ever again but he meets cellbit who might be able to help him (i need to read this one again its so good and like how subitally the author has them fall in love has me insane)

mystical time, cuttin' me open then healin' me fine by foolich (enhypen) festa junia timeloop!!! festa junia timeloop!!! festa junia timeloop!!!festa junia timeloop!!! (i love this one so much because the author was so good of messing with the readers feelings with the timeloop)

interstellar by mirotic_chess cellbit gets trapped on a distant planet after he crashes on it and is luckily helped out by one of the inhabitants (god the ending of this fic makes me so!!!)

Estoy Lista by WhyB by de4thveins roier sneaks away from his princely duties to gawk at cellbit

Fitpac Recs:

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Promise? by TastyToast takes place during the happy pills arc pac runs away and fit finds him and comforts him

Trust Me? by AelinCreativ another happy pills arc fic but its what happened if fit would have been there for pac when it happened (probably my favorite one of these type fics)

Beyond the Haze by Mitos (SeriouslyCalamitous) happy pills arc but fit is there for pac the entire time (this one is also really good)

[beansandsprouts]

Sweet Confessions

Dean Winchester x gn reader

Summary: After you nearly die during a hunt, Dean finally realizes exactly what he feels for you.

Warnings: descriptions of physical injury, mentions of blood

You'd been fading in and out of consciousness, catching bits and pieces of conversation. You couldn't really process anything, but you did very clearly remember seeing Dean sitting in a chair by your bed, head in his hands, shoulders shaking, whispering something you couldn't make out.

You'd dreamed while you were out. Dreamed about your old memories. Memories of hunts, memories with the boys, memories from before you became a hunter, it was like you were reliving your life.

Your eyes cracked open, the light making you wince. You were in your room, in your bed. You groaned and sat up, hissing in pain.

You lifted your shirt to see your abdomen wrapped in bandages. You kind of remembered what happened. You remembered going into the werewolf packs hideout. You remember fighting them. You remembered the pain when one of them tore your stomach open. You remembered seeing the blood seep through your t-shirt, and subsequently falling to the floor. And you remembered hearing Dean shout your name before losing consciousness.

Your room was empty, and the bunker was quiet. You swung your feet off the side of the bed and carefully stood up, legs shaking a bit. Slowly, you made your way out to the main room.

The boys were talking about a possible hunt out in Maine when you wandered into the library. Cas noticed you first.

"What are you doing out of bed?" He asked gruffly, standing quickly.

Dean and Sam whipped their heads around to see you leaning against a bookcase. You could see the flash of relief on their faces to see you conscious before the panic of realizing where you were set in.

"What the hell y/n?" Dean rushed over to you, his hands coming to hold you as you leaned against him instead of the bookcase.

"No one was around." You mumbled.

"So call for us, you shouldnt be out of bed."

Suddenly your legs gave out from underneath you, thankfully Dean caught you quickly.

"This is exactly why you should be in bed." He scolded as his arms came underneath you to lift you in a princess carry.

"I'll take her back to her room, you guys figure out the hunt." He called behind him.

"You're a pain in the ass, you know that?"

"Mm sorry."

He glanced down at you, feeling his heart skip seeing your head resting against his chest.

He gently set you down in bed, setting the blankets over your legs. He raised his hand to brush against your cheek.

You looked at him in shock of the gentleness he was showing. He was never rough with you per say, but he was never exceptionally gentle.

"Are you ok?" You asked. There was a look on his face that you could quite place.

He seemed to snap out of whatever daze he was in, "Yeah yeah I'm fine. I should be asking you that." He chuckled.

"I'm fine, just tired. And hungry." You smiled sheepishly.

"Let me get ya something then."

Later that day Sam, Cas, and Jack left for the hunt in Maine. Leaving you and Dean alone together.

Dean was attentive, bringing you food and water, bringing his laptop and books into your room to sit with you, insisting on helping you to the bathroom though you were sure you could do it yourself. Every once in awhile you would catch him staring at you with this indiscernible look on his face.

On the third day, just after you'd both had lunch, he cleared his throat.

"You uh, you scared us you know."

"I know, I'm sorry." You murmured.

"It's ok, it's not your fault. I just..." he trailed off.

"What?"

"I guess it was kind of a wake up call," he chuckled, "It kind of opened my eyes to some things."

"What do you mean?" You asked, starting to grow nervous. What if he felt like you were slowing them down? You were less experienced than they were, maybe they wouldn't let you hunt anymore.

"I um. Well. Fuck this is hard to say," He covered his face with his hands, "I'm not the feelings type. You know that. But almost losing you...well it made me realize that..."

"That...?" You prompted.

"That...I...like you..."

"Gee Dean, thanks. I would hope so after nearly a year of hunting together." You said sarcastically.

"No that's not-I mean yes but-fuck why is this so hard?"

"Take your time."

"Can it princess." He glared at you.

You giggled. Princess had been a sarcastic nickname from when you first met, you two had butted heads at first, but now the term was more affectionate.

"What I'm trying to say is I like you a lot more than I thought I did."

"So you're telling me that, what, we're like good friends?"

"No! No. Fucking hell. I want to like...be with you." He groaned.

Your eyes widened, "Be with me?"

"Yes. I want to like, do that stupid soft stuff. I want to hold your hand and go on dates and fucking buy you flowers and..."

You had started to grin while he was babbling, "And...?"

"And...I want to kiss you." He clenched his jaw, a hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. He was avoiding your gaze.

"Listen," he continued, "You don't feel the same. I get it. I'm not the most emotionally available. Nothing has to change-"

"Dean you're an idiot."

He lifted his eyes to meet yours, "Huh?"

"Come here and kiss me you big ol' dumbass." You grinned.

His face lit up and he grinned as he got up from his chair to lean down and take your face into his hands, he looked at you for a moment, taking in the way you looked up at him expectantly before leaning down to brush his lips against yours.

"Kiss me like you mean it." You mumbled before reaching up to fist your hands in his shirt and pull him closer.

And so he did, he kissed you. He kissed you like he'd been waiting to do it his entire life, cradling your face in his hands.

He pulled back to catch his breath, his forehead resting against yours.

"Wow."

"That good huh?" You grinned cheekily.

"That good." He confirmed, his voice low, a wide smile on his face.

"You liiiiiike meee." You teased.

"I do. And it's your problem now princess, because you let me kiss you and now I'm never gonna stop."

He leaned down to kiss you again, still smiling as he did.

[transgenderer]

historical eras are fake, actually

(related to my previous post about the struggles with prediction)

okay so obviously historical eras arent entirely fake. but what i mean is that historical eras are at best *highly local*. like, there was not a "bronze age" or a "stone age" or an "iron age", there was, "this particular area had widespread bronze at this time, probably". and this isnt the trivial "societies progress at different speeds and times", i think the whole *idea* of some linear tech tree procession that every societies were progressing on is bullshit. and like...okay, obviously, you know this, you're saying "sure, its not exactly right, but its a useful approximation". im saying, it's not a useful approximation! trying to understand history as a single narrative, a single *shape* occurring all over the world, some adam kadmon with different manifestations based on local peculiarities is totally backwards! if there is a unifying shape, its just the basics of human biology and psychology, plus certain practicalities (all around the world, gotta get food somehow, better go hunt'n'gather it, maybe do some farming). you dont even see a clear progression from hunter gatherer to farmer! there are groups that shifted the other way!

i think the closest thing to "linear progression" society wise actually occurred in the last like, 150 years ago. after the ludicrous power+wealth that industrialization brought to europe+the US, we see a bunch of other societies (japan, russia, china) explicitly modeling themselves on preexisting industrialized societies, recreating the formula. and you also see the imposition of that formula on colonized areas in a way which brought the diversity of different social organizations into a particular uniformity. i mean not entirely, but approximately. the world before the year 1800 was mindblowingly more diverse than the modern world. i mean, i like the modern world. industrial ag and vaccines. but its easy to project modern uniformity backwards

anyway. my point. if we're predicting the future, we shouldnt predict one future! we should predict dozens of little futures. i think the last 200 years were this weird blip where a couple places figured out the One Cool Trick to conquering the world and getting crazy wealthy, and this massively uniformized things, but after n steps, the expected distance from the origin of a random walk is sqrt(n)! we should naturally expect things to spread out unless there's a strong force towards homogeneity.

[crimeronan]

ok ok so what im getting is.

pl!au darius pros: was better than having beef with an actual child

canon darius pros: the child he had beef isnt a child soldier and has hobbies

bonus:

pl!au darius, on the phone: hunter. hunter i need you to help me one-up someone. you need to get at least 1 hobby and learn sport. no, not grugby- the. the other one. well look it up, it shouldnt be that hard.

yeah this about summarizes it. fjskjd

oh there's ONE more difference, but it's only been jokingly alluded to in the fic thus far: princess AU hunter LOVES antagonizing darius. this is part of why darius never had beef with him in the first place, bc darius's priorities are wack. but it Does mean that AU darius spends a lot of time watching hunter be bad at things (like sewing) & going "would you please for the love of fucking god let me help you" & hunter keeps going "no :333" while darius is like "sigh. fine. Stick It To The Old People"

[themonotonysyndrome]

hello, lovely lady! i had a question for you, and i value your opinion given the fact that you to know a lot about the series.

now, i dont know why the empire attacked intacia, as im not subscriber to desmond’s patreon, but i know a bit of what went down.

but primarily what i wanted to ask was, am i the only one who understood, if not AGREED with captain dolion when he was speaking to the baroness in chap4 pt1? having to adjust to imperial customs in your own country, i can understand how that could make people upset. all im saying, is that its not shocking or surprising that violence was met with violence. in a war, no one wins. you just survive.

but like i said, i understand both parts of the argument. am i saying either side is innocent? absolutely not, they both did awful things. ex: witch hunters attacking to empire, and ascendants burning things down.

what im primarily upset about is when the baroness had “said” or heavily implied, that intacia just needs to “get over the war”. very insensitive and disrespectful thing to say. dolion wasnt perfect either, and im not on any sides.

but in my opinion, the baroness shouldnt form any opinions on a particular controversial topic that didnt even affect her. again, saying that, “intacia needs to get over it”, without knowing what really any of them went through? yeah, shitty move.

but im curious, what do you think?

hello, lovely lady! i had a question for you, and i value your opinion given the fact that you to know a lot about the series.

Yo, awesome addie! Aww, you're very sweet. It's the obsession, really 😂

now, i dont know why the empire attacked intacia, as im not subscriber to desmond’s patreon, but i know a bit of what went down.

I'm not certain if it's stated in Canon (as I actually haven't listened to Rhett's series yet until Desmond brings him out of that cliffhanger hell), but my theory is that the Empire was trying to conquer Intacia and meld it into the Empire.

but primarily what i wanted to ask was, am i the only one who understood, if not AGREED with captain dolion when he was speaking to the baroness in chap4 pt1? having to adjust to imperial customs in your own country, i can understand how that could make people upset. all im saying, is that its not shocking or surprising that violence was met with violence. in a war, no one wins. you just survive.

So here's the things, right, personally? I get how Dolion felt. He and the rest of the Intacians have the right to be upset, and the Baroness was insensitive to the plight. Castin was also right; she can't just brush it off and demand that they all move on already.

But at the same time, she can't denounce her roots AKA the Empire. She can't go, "Yeah, fuck the Empire! The Empire's evil for waging the war against Intacia!" She's the Baroness! She has ties to the royal family, the family, ya know, who sanctioned the war!

So, the way I see it, the Intacians were in the right to be upset, and the Baroness was not only insensitive but also trapped in a very hard place, so she can't just react without consequences.

but like i said, i understand both parts of the argument. am i saying either side is innocent? absolutely not, they both did awful things. ex: witch hunters attacking to empire, and ascendants burning things down.

The Empire attacked, Intacia reacted accordingly and the war escalated. The lines get blurry.

You know what? Judging from Dolion's statement (which could be heavily biased), they nearly won the war until Rhett and his Queen threw a coup. Now I want to know what the Imperial Nobles have to say about that.

Do they think that they were the ones who were winning? Do they feel super salty that the war was stopped before they could conquer Intacia? How does the Empress felt about this?

I GOTTA KNOW, MAN.

what im primarily upset about is when the baroness had “said” or heavily implied, that intacia just needs to “get over the war”. very insensitive and disrespectful thing to say. dolion wasnt perfect either, and im not on any sides.

I share the same sentiment! The Baroness has a lot of character development to do and I hope that Desmond would deliver it one day!

but in my opinion, the baroness shouldnt form any opinions on a particular controversial topic that didnt even affect her. again, saying that, “intacia needs to get over it”, without knowing what really any of them went through? yeah, shitty move.

This goes back to my previous statement above.

Remember. She is an Imperial Baroness. Whatever she says, whatever she does - they all have consequences. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if she's branded as a traitor by a few of her noble peers because she married Castin! It's no surprise that she was immediately attacked as soon as she went back home with Castin!

And you know what? I also wouldn't be surprised that if she was killed, the nobles would immediately martyr the Baroness as a ploy to resume the war against Intacia and pin her death on Castin. Rally the loyalists of the Baroness, muster every last Ascendant and deliver one final, devastating blow against Intacia until they can no longer fight.

'Cause that's what I would do if I was a scheming noble.

I hope I answered your ask well, Addie!