#i rushed it cuz i was so tired of it n burnt out and it shows

[pluviatrix]

Hello, I'm the one that asked about your fav Wars pics. I read all of your recs, plus your own works, and have determined that your taste is exquisite. Can you rec me other LU stuff? It does not have to be just about Wars this time.

MY OWN WORKS !!! :Dc hehe

ok get ready here they come. i realize a good chunk of these are the lu classics but i was here in 2021 and sort of stopped diving for fanfic back in like, mid-2022 so i'm sure i'm missing a lot of good ones i would otherwise enjoy, so sorry if theres nothing new here

barefoot diva by Seeking7

my bookmark note for this is: "oh what the fuck. does this person write poetry? they gotta. methinks mesmells poetry. shitchrist" so that should tell u what u gotta know. short n sweet. 1514

Captain Linebeck Accidentally Crushes On A DILF (who also happens to be the famed hero from before the world was flooded) Random_ag

i think u can probably tell just by the title but this one is fucking hilarious. 4245

Ode to Storms by Sinnatious

Oldie but a goodie. literally everything by this author really scratches my spooky/horror itch its sooooo good. if ur squeamish don't worry this is more conceptual horror. actually you know what i'm gonna link my other fave from this person here. (Retreat Reverse Rewind by Sinnatious) 16558 and 8379. also sinnatious has a reg zelda fic abt the hero of twilight and the hero of time that really plucks at ur heartstrings if ur up for that

Rescue Mission by theScrap_Witch

ok this one is just cute. its about aryll and wind and other such shenanigans. 6775

[note: someone is gonna think i'm bonkers for this but i absolutely LOVE major character death, so obligatory Grace series plug, but im fairly sure so many people know about it by now KLDJFSDF]

and still, the cradle blossoms by ME C:

shameless and obligatory self-plug. uhhh its like 48k some odd words. sorry. if u like character studies and stories about love you'll get smth out of it i think.

[olichat-reads]

Instant noodles

Bakugou x reader

Summary: Bakugou cooks instant noodles for you cuz you'll burn the house down before managing it on your own :)

A/n: i cannot cook to save my life :) and in this fic neither can you! :))

established relationship. also uhhh long hair implied? long enough to tie? bro idk how iffy you guys get about descriptions so. yeah.

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Your boyfriend had only just finished a ridiculously exhausting patrol. Sighing tiredly as he crossed the threshold, kicking off his boots, he could barely keep his eyes open and was all but ready to crash into bed.

"I'm ho-" He barely managed to call out before he was interrupted by a loud, panicked squeal coming from the kitchen, that had his eyes flying open, all tiredness forgotten as his hero reflexes kicked in.

"Wait. Wait, no- WABHGH! OH, FUCK."

He rushed into the kitchen to see you standing over the stove, chopsticks in one hand while the other supported the big, fluffy calico hanging off your shoulder, chewing on a mouthful your hair.

He blinked at the sight. Once. Twice. Before he let out a long, tired sigh of an aging single mother of 6 children on a sugar rush 2 hours past bedtime.

"Why."

"ITS NOT MY FAULT!" you squawked indignantly, before squeaking as the furry demon on your shoulder managed to undo your hair tie, your ponytail coming undone. Your bastard of a boyfriend had the audacity to raise a perfect blonde eyebrow at you, clearly unconvinced.

"Oh my god. Just help me get this gremlin out of the kitchen."

This bitch has the nerve to let out another weary sigh of a warrior bearing the weight of the world as he lazily makes his way up to you and you have never wanted to smack him so bad in your life.

"The way I see it, there are two gremlins in my kitchen and both of you are leaving."

"RUDE- BWAH!" You squeaked in surprise when your stupidly buff pro hero of a boyfriend scooped you- and the cat- ridiculously easily into his arms, casually making his way out of the kitchen.

"Mrrp."

"SHUT IT. THIS IS YOUR FAULT- WHHH. KATSU STOP THAT," you shrieked when Bakugou all but dumped you onto the couch, the impact knocking the air out of your lungs before he was plopping the heavy ass furball onto your stomach to force a wheeze out of you and finish off the job.

Satisfied, that the fire hazard- you- were a safe distance from anything flamable, he left you to wrestle with your oversized beast of a cat on the sofa. Padding into the kitchen let another exhausted sigh of a tortured old soul given God's greatest test as he assessed the damage done.

"What were you even making?"

"Instant noodles!" You called from the living room. "I- OH MY GOD STOP TRYING TO EAT MY HAIR YOU FURRY LIZARD-" Bakugou listened to the loud thump from the living room followed by a loud indignant yowl and more frantic scrambling before you popped up beside him.

"Oh. But I burnt the first one so this was gonna be my second try," you explained nonchalantly, peering down at your failed attempts of a late supper.

"How the fuck," he started, pinching the bridge of his nose as if to keep whatever patience he has left on your cooking abilities from leaving his body. "Do you burn instant noodles?"

"Fire, apparently."

"...you know what, forget I asked." At this point he wasn't even sure if you were being sarcastic or if your braincells just give up on life the moment cooking was involved.

"You're banned from the kitchen if I'm not around to supervise," he stated, dumping the contents of the pot into the trash, not really knowing what exactly was in it- just that he was sure it was nothing close to edible.

"Wh- you can't do that!" You sputtered in disbelief. Because, come on! You're bad but not that bad.

"Can. Just did."

"But I didn't even set off the fire alarm this time!"

"The fact that you managed to set it off at all should be enough for me to ban you from the kitchen."

"Bu-" you cut yourself off as you caught the look your boyfriend gave you from the corner of his eye. Bombastic side eye indeed.

"Fine.." you grumbled, conceding begrudgingly, puffing out your cheeks in annoyance as you watch Bakugou tinker around in the kitchen with practiced ease. The two of you settled in comfortable silence

"Oh. Thats okay, Katsu," you spoke up when you saw him pull out fishcakes and veggies to add to the noodles. "I was going to make a plain one anyways."

Another sigh of an exasperated dying seal.

"Baby. I know for you, the bar is in hell. But I have standards to live up to, y'know."

Well. You're too shocked by the audacity of this man to even respond to that apparently.

At least he gave you kisses to shut you up.

And he's making you food.

And he's hot.

Yeah. Otherwise, you'd be whacking him on the head.

...

Yeah, no. You're whacking him either way. Bakugou only burst out cackling at your attempts to pounce at him, easily holding you off with a single muscled arm, while not even pausing his cooking.

How dare he.

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It was only a little while later that you're perched at the counter, satisfied little smile from a good late night meal as your boyfriend watched you slurp up the last of the bowl's contents with exasperated fondness.

"You're lucky you're cute with how much of a safety hazard you are."

"Can you ever compliment me without insulting me in the same sentence?" You drawled lazily, padding to the sink with your dirty dishes.

"No."

You tried glaring at this bastard, failing miserably. You were barely able to keep your eyes narrowed at your sleepy boyfriend that depsite the bite in his words, had unmistakable softness in his eyes that you know is reserved just for you.

If an ass, why so fucking adorable?

"Hey," you called softly, walking over to him, reaching out to touch his arm, stirring him just a bit before he fell asleep at your kitchen counter. You loosely wrapped your arm around his shoulders from where you stood beside him, nuzzling into his fluffy hair. "Thanks for the food. We should probably head to bed now."

Your cat yowled loudly, calling onto both your attention as she passed the counter, trotting into the kitchen to her food bowl, tail swishing high in the air.

Oh no.

You winced internally as you watched Bakugou woke up a little more, his eyes narrowed in focus at the sight of the cat's tail looking suspiciously singed.

Fuck. Yep. Time for bed. You barely managed to slip out of the kitchen and into the hallway before-

"DID YOU SET FIRE TO THE FUCKING CAT?!"

"NO SHE DID THAT HERSELF!"

"Y/N!"

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A/n: based on me and my cat that woke up and chose violence :)) also HI !! its been a hot minute since i posted a fic and i mOURN the time this blog has been quiet. life has just been busy and my brain wiLL NOT STOP SPOUTING NEW WIP IDEAS BEFORE FINISHING ONE GOD-

[yappyappyapp]

Can i rq a ringo x reader were the reader is an assistant for The beatles and is really burnt out and tired and ringo tried to care for them?<3

What’s up buddy 😝😝

Hello! First req ahh n this is so cute !!!

If I fell in love with you

Warnings: FLUFF. (And John being annoying.) (and bad writing.)

You happened to be an assistant to one of the biggest bands at the time, and it was absolutely lovely. Just kidding!! The Beatles made it a bit more difficult to work, John who would take his sarcastic and idiotic comments and remarks to a whole new level, eventually annoying the living crap out of you. George was okay, but he honestly talked your EAR of when he had the chance, how could anyone CONSIDER him the ‘quiet Beatle’? Paul was… okay, he had very pretty eyes, though. And then there was little old Ringo. He wasn’t as annoying. He had a pretty voice.

Brian had assigned you to keep an eye on the boys in a hotel in America, as it was their first time, and they strictly needed to stay in the hotel at all times for the show the following day.

“Would’ya pass me the water, Macca?” John asked innocently, his nasally British accent rang out. Paul passed over the salt as he had a burger half in his mouth. John grinned. ‘Oops.’ He muttered, still smiling as he poured the whole jug on Paul’s head. Macca’s eyes widened as the water trickled down his face and clothes, and he slowly turned to John. “It’s on, Lenny.” Paul picked a handful of whatever the heck was on the table, and hurled it towards John.

“Boys, please-“ you tried to interrupt, knowing their suits were freshly washed, dried, and ironed by indeed, you. You sighed deeply and wiped a hand down your face. You shouldn’t have signed up for this position. It was silly.

“John, food down!” Your voice raised slightly, a thing you never did, catching the attention of John, who put down the food and shrugged, still giggling at Paul, and Paul was doing the same. You could never control these boys, and it was like a war zone job if you did say so yourself.

After the food fight, no, literal war, you went back to your room and curled up on the bed, staring at the ceiling, praying to God that tomorrow wouldn’t be as bad.

A soft knock was heard on the thick wood of the door.

“Come in!” You hollered, (your nationality) accent wavered a tad.

The door creaked open. Maybe it was a serial killer? Just kidding.

Ringo stood in the doorway, plate in hand.

“hi.” You said, rushing to sit up and fix your skirt and hair, nodding in the process.

“Hello, love.” Ringo nodded, stepping farther into the threshold of your room. “Brought ‘ye supper.” He said softly, approaching your bed. You studied his face, his nose, and how his eyes were a perfect china shade of blue. You noticed how his hair falls on his forehead, and how the brown colour accentuated his rosy red cheeks.

“Why are you doing this for me?” You ask quietly, taking the plate, fingers heating up from the bottom of the plate.

“‘Cuz yer workin’ hard, and John n Paul n Goergie ain’t makin’ it easy for ye.” He shrugged and sat beside you, smiling a bit.

Gosh, his smile.

“Aww, Ringo.” You blush, smiling slightly. He smiled back and put his hand on your shoulder, squeezing it slightly and getting up. “I’m gonna run you a bath.” He grinned playfully, running off into the bathroom.

How sweet. Maybe being The Beatles assistant isn’t that bad. <3

(Ik this isn’t really the req im sorry i had trouble thinking of stuff : , ( )

[rawrmeansilyindinosawr]

Olive Gardin

Adventure timez…!!!!!! soooOooo 2 weekZ ago we defz went to olivE garDin and defz gots 6 baskins of bred sticks n Put dem in hottopic bagg under our table n it wuz SOO FUNNZ to also pretend we were just newly Married w our court ordained ined ring-pops n ask our nameless and hobophobic server if we koild get free desert (she didn’t even say no she just said nothing so we stole tha cheese grater) . da chiggen Gnocci unlimited soup was Def canned but i rly likeD mixing it with the raspberryy iced T cuz i personally think all parts of ur tung shuld b stimulated when U eat Cuz eating is just like fuckin . n my feet hurt sooooooo bad rN cuz of my wooden jeffrey campbellz . but i feel kinda cute . ??? also we ran around beacons talkin bout how the soundcloud beats they played on overhead speaker made us wanna abort all our future fetuses n they laffed then we went to do drugs in the ahmitofu bathroom then kholed n laid on the sidewalk outside then ran into friends and also a local white pervert . :-]

Justin Bieber something something Yea yea yea i forgot the lyriX but ima keep mY eye out for SeleneerRRRRR .!!! >_< >_< <3 Jelena all overzz my TicTac Clock app .! i think im gonna try to find sum j13 magazines oFf ebAy n Make a shrine of pop culture 2000 in moi room . Cuzz like just cuz hailey is lik a enneagram 9 type n avoidant or whatever’s dis not Mean she not phlegmatic . i mean Problematic, my autoKorect go wiLd. :-p ask moi friend Jaime whos dads name is italian Salami. lYke can we talk ab the G tattoo n lik the stalking .?! n Jaden smith friendzoning her hug . SUS.!!!!!! WEERIIIRDD.!!!

im SooooOooOooo sad cuz i accidentally punched myseLf takin off my platformzz comin home from music video shoot on the Lords day N i gave moiself a semi black eye :-[ it wuz kuz i wuz rushing n rly tired cuz yea Idk jus went to bossa n stayed at friendz afties for literally 11 hourzz. n After my cute breakdown at Krazypizza n Wingsz n tryin to protect friends from gettin harassed for spare change off myrtle Bratwurst then tried to climb into a closet on top of a closet . i signed Dat NdA N i kant rly disclose nothInG YET but the wardrobe styling was as professionally listed in email from casting agent:”CUNTY FUCKING FABULOUS DENIM 4 jesus!!!<3 <3 “

Woowwwa has i been burnt out n on tha verge of mf resentment.!! i needs 2 practice giving compassion rather empathy.? n reevalue my boundaries also slow down when it comes to givin my heart cuz im such a mf simp . n Now that i cried for the last 46 hours and 27 min im ready to take the world again.!!!!!! ((online)).

Ty 2 my friends who don’t judge me when i cry cuz i C too many colors when i khole n think bad thoughts.!! and hold my hand while they poo pee n pee poo cuz my friends r sooo talented they can multitask lik dat <3 uwu <3 i still confused y i kholed n saw everything lik in marie antioinette viobez, i think it was The daughter of italiano salami’s vivienne westwood pearlZ that triggered meh. YEA i lik to speak in metaphors n colors n b confusing .! lik this one bitch i don’t talk to anymores twitter cover picture says ,”If im 2 much ….. find less.” =] enemies who giv u life quote inspo>>>>>>>>>

Shuld i just run away n move to connecticut or somewhere w like big grocery stores n like wildflowers on the road n trackerz just so i culd hibernate4a lil.?? i wanna b truly happy n not so heavy hearted n lik Stressed ab living / stayin above water . singing billie eyelash at thurr clurb made me realize i b wanting to cry when i dancin n in a room full of ppl n I rly do b goin out 2 da clurb to find “mutual understanding and good conversation. “4 now Ig ill jus keep distracting myself by watching lesbian dramas (Find that cheater in ur local neighborhood in the PNW.!!) and more Angry angry food reviewers eating cardi B + oFfset ‘a micky D meal ‘ mukbang N watchin dem get really upset cuz they got ripped off . Fast food inflation is crazy n im not sayin it’s ok cuz i still think of everything in Mcchiggen currency .

i want SydneySweedney to be my peeping tom so bad n also to forgive myself for being mean to someone who didn’t deserve it but i was just mad n tired of being heart brokeN. No im not talkin about the uhaul lesbian who love bombed meh the last month n a half n showed up to my house when i told them not to w a bag of mini nutellas n an old ringpop i ated that they tied their hair all around to bind meh to dem . Im also contemplating doing squats to get a fat ass cuz if i can’t get a lobotomy i should probably hav something vein instead to feel better (achieving the same result of happiness at the end but through a different method.) Is that rational.?? i’ve been told i kant rly compartmentalize .

Just cuz we all hav adhd does not mean we don’t kno how to listen n tht rly makes me happy esp cuz im still mad at that callenlourde psychiatrist w the huge badonkadonks who refused to diagnos meh cuz she is a cop. N

i luv goin 2 moi friendzz casa then not knowin her roomie is throwing a party w a local trak meet group n making shashooka N then everybody comes in sweaty even tho it’s sleetingsnowing outside then all these men n one women take off their shirts then put david bowie makeup on N clown costumez then im slowly realizing it was lik mayb lowkey an intended orgy.?!..?! n Im just sitting in the corner nxt to the space heater cuz im low in iron and googling “How long does cocaine last “ cuz along w this street adderal and the copious amounts of Kitty idont rly think i’m loading anymore N ima shashookashoot moiself if a sweaty man is near me again trying to help me hold the vaccuum in place while we scramble to figure out which Hdmi cord is broken. i took the What type of lesbian test r u and it said lipstick. but Idk what any of this means..?!

UGHHHHHHH i def am hexed by another hot self employed lesbian cuz how did I uber us all to they apt the other nite completely sober . tHinking it wuz takin us to moodring. N god damn how did i lose my phone n it wuz under the couch rite nxt to his old vape he lost 2 weeks ago there. Im hexed!.!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dere is sm more to share lik how i kinda still admire my ex Gf who visited nyc this last week even tho they don’t remember denying me closure and how i Found a tboy who is willing to be the community scapegoat for hot afab femmes / A human bench , and my new obsession the word assburgers . N how my roomie n i went to pick up a couch from a man in queens who told us to go in n make ourselves at home when we arrived 5 min earlier than him cuz the heartshaped lock on the door was unlocked but im tired n hav to work on confronting my addiction to chicken as a vegan , getting a blink membership n getting hotter. love u all <3

—Renny whowill get a fat asssoon Chang cuz if i can’t hav a lobotomy i want power .