#one day i will write the fanfic... one day i swear...

[comfxrtablykai]

hey kai!

can you please write a fanfic about dae ho comforting us after a game. (with a one bed trope 👉👈)

btw love ur writing smm!!🎀

EEEE I LOVE THIS REQUEST!!! dae ho is my shayla😭 (TW: Blood, gunshots, talk of death. let me know if there's more i should've added!) This is also for my favourite kang dae-ho stan @lanadelreyworshipperr

Kang Dae-Ho x reader ────୨ৎ──── The gunshots rang from the distance as you covered your ears, your palms pressed tightly against the shell, till all you could hear was a faint ringing. You whimpered quietly as you look at the blood pooled on the floor. How quickly had they cleaned up the bodies? The smell of blood made you gag as you choked out desperate sobs. "I wanna go home..." Your teammates Gi-Hun and Dae-Ho picked you up from the floor as you took in shallow breaths. You couldn't hear anything, not their words, not the other players talking and rushing out to go back to the bunks. No. The only thing you could still hear were bodies thudding the floor and the harsh sounds of the bullets leaving their guns to pierce through the heads of the innocent people. You couldn't breathe. Everything looked blurry for some reason, getting darker and faded. If you hadn't died from losing the game, you'd surely die from this panic attack. You saw Gi-Hun run to go to Jung-Bae and Young-Il, but Dae-Ho stayed with you. You sniffled and tried to recognise the world around you, trying to ground yourself in this terrifying situation but nothing worked. It wasn't until a certain former marine picked you up from the ground, hugging you close and carrying you bridal style back to the beds through the obnoxious amount of stairs. You curled against his chest and sniffled, hearing his heartbeat and coming back to reality just enough to croak out his name to tell him you were fine and awake, "Dae-Ho..." You moved you hand to your face, wiping the remaining tears. Dae-Ho looked at you with kindness shining in his eyes. A kindness people here seemed to have forgotten, "Ah, you're coming back to us. I know it's scary but I'll protect you, ok?" His voice was so soft as he put you down to your bunk. You hadn't even realised you both had reached the bedroom already. You hand was still grasping at the sleeve of his jumpsuit like your life depended on it, and quite frankly, you felt like it did depend on it. You felt yourself slip away when he started to go back. Nobody was really paying and attention at you both and thanks to Gi-Hun, your mattresses were in a perfectly hidden spot. "Dae-Ho, stay with me?" You asked, feeling tears prickle your eyes again, you weren't sleeping yet you could feel the nightmare that would haunt you for multiple nights on end. You also felt pathetic. Everyone here was so strong, even Jun-Hee who was pregnant and here you were. You couldn't go a single game without crying. Dae-Ho's eyes softened and you could swear you saw a fondness in his eyes. Though he quickly hid it. "Of course I will. I promise that no matter what happens in these games, I'll never leave you." He said it with such surety that you two would stick together, it couldn't help but make you optimistic as well. Dae-Ho settled on your mattress besides you and took this opportunity to curl up into him even more, "I feel so dumb." His hands found their way into your hair and gently massaged your scalp. "You're not dumb. Panicking in a scene like this is... normal. I'd be surprised if you weren't. I know I am as well." He joked and you couldn't help but smile as you buried your head in his chest. "It doesn't look like it. You're so brave." You muttered and looked up at Dae-Ho's face, it was rigid for a second before turning back to the soft, smiling face she liked. "Yeah, well, you're my sunshine and you're crying. That doesn't seem right either, does it?" Dae-Ho wiped another tear that had fallen from your eyes and gently pressed his lips against your forehead. You close your eyes, feeling the exhaustion from the day finally bring you down. You fought against your sleep and also blushed at the kiss he had just given you. "Dae-Ho..." "Go to sleep, sunshine." He said and cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing against the soft round skin of your face. You gulped in fear and held him closer. "Only if you stay..." You said and pressed your forehead against Dae-Ho's, breathing in and out, slowly, following the pattern of his breathing.

He smirked and leaned closer, the tip of his nose brushing against the tip of yours, "I'll always stay." He whispered to you like a promise and before you knew, you were drifting to sleep in his arms. ────୨ৎ────

[chaos-of-the-abyss]

celegorm laying eyes on dior for the first time and not knowing if he wants to kill him be killed by him be his dad or have sex with him or all four

[snowflake-apocalypse]

Okay, I have a theory.. what if this “Clara Doll” Homura is actually friendly and means no harm.. and who tf is this hybrid girl?? We shall see..

[kinos-fortress-2]

what does one unfinished fic from like 2022 of a very rareshipp does a to a mf

and also a trashy playlist that got me in my own feelings...

[its-alittleobsessed]

I want you guys to know that i write fanfiction with a synonym tab and translate tab opened 24/7

[thecodeveronica]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kidzuki Kokone | Athena Cykes & Yuugami Jin | Simon Blackquill Characters: Kidzuki Kokone | Athena Cykes, Yuugami Jin | Simon Blackquill Additional Tags: Christmas Fluff, Christmas Cookies, Fluff and Humor, Baking, Competition, Holidays, Trucy is also here but for like... two seconds Summary:

With the holidays fast approaching, Athena enlists the help of a less-than-enthusiastic friend to finish up all of the Wright Anything Agency's holiday baking.

Gingerbread cookies quickly become serious business.

[morporkian-cryptid]

🍲Sukiyaki

"When you're older, I'll make you sukiyaki again." Jigen comes back to Deigyo-gai. Oto is growing up fast, and he's still not getting used to this warm feeling in his chest.

Reblogs are greatly appreciated! 🙏

And if you haven't watched the live-action Jigen Daisuke movie yet, here's some propaganda!

[agalychnisspranneusroseus]

I need to go to sleep but i dont wanna go to sleep i want to think about sashannarcy

[icantthink-ofagoodname]

All my WIPs watching me start yet another fic

[parasitic-anomaly]

i totally didn’t forget about this au i have no idea what you’re talking about

[kelkilou]

It’s been forever...AGAIN...But Chapter 11 is now up for y’all~ With another poorly scrawled doodle on my tablet xox *Who could be in this chapter I wonder.*

Summary: Earth Sci-Fi movies leave Vye with uncertainty about her attempts to insert herself into human society. An unexpected guest pays Leonardo a visit.

Rating: Teen

A faint tutting whisped through Donatello’s teeth as he felt the need to twist his screwdriver even harder into the crevice holding his palm-top together. With everything that had happened over the past month, he hadn’t even noticed that his convenient hand-held device had stopped working, which certainly explained the lack of recent communication from Professor Honeycutt. He had some questions for the Professor regarding their recently acquainted shapeshifting friend, and typically now that he had the pressing desire to actually put the palm-top to use, he was having to fix it...

Read the full chapter:

FanFictionNet: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13626675/11/Homunculus

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24910252/chapters/138230638

DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/kelkilou/art/TMNT-Homunculus-C11-E-T-V-1032651837

[constantlyfeelsick]

So i was reading @basil-does-arttt 's fanfic "Frustrations and Gentle Affections." and I realised something. For context, Nico has convinced the Spardas to sit down in their Devil Trigger forms and let her pick off loose scales for her experiments and creations. While she is doing this, she wonders to herself whether if demons groom themselves. This led me to the idea, what if demons moult?

(Bunch of stuff about moulting below. I'm no expert, and my sources are all online searches)

I will concentrate on bird and crustacean moulting for this. Moulting for birds is the replenishment and replacement of feathers. A bird's plummage will noticeably change over the course of the year. As their plummage dulls, they will then start to moult. They typically go through either partial moults (replacement of a portion of theif feathers) and/or complete moults (replacement of all feathers, birds typically don more vibrant features after complete moults).

Now moving onto crustaceans, specifically lobsters. Rather than an internal skeleton, lobsters have external skeletons called an exoskeleton. As a lobster grows, their exoskeleton will become too tight, and they will shed their exoskeleton and be left with a soft shell. Immediately after moulting, a lobster will pump their body full of fluids and enlarge their soft shell. A lobster grows ~20% per moult. After enlarging their bodies, a lobster will absorb water to rehydrate and will eat their previous shells to regain nutrition and protein. Due to an enzyme called telomerase, lobsters continue to grow through their lives, and the occurrence of senescence is slow. (It was actually due to this that the myth of lobsters' immortality came to place).

@basil-does-arttt 's interpretation is closer to that of a bird's moult. Individual feathers/scales fall off and are replaced. But I think lobsters' moult align more with demons. I'm pretty sure that as demons age, the more powerful they become. Lobsters also continue to grow as they age. Apart from natural old age eventually killing lobsters, another reason not all lobsters continue growing is that moulting is consumes a lot of energy, the larger the body, the more energy necessary to moult(like how triggering dt takes up a lot of energy for the spardas). Perhaps demons have a similar problem? They can't continue growing for eternity due to energy consumption, and that would explain why we haven't seen any behemoth sized demons. Lobsters' longevity is also seen in demons' long lifespans. Once again, this could be due to demons continually creating a certain enzyme to sustain them like how lobsters do. Also, I feel like eating their shedded moult is something demons would do, just feels right.

Another thing I wanted to bring up is this "cult" that is growing a leviathan lobster god. Sure, it is a joke thing to incentivise people into recycling and caring more for the earth, but they do have a point with the large lobster. The largest lobster found weighed 20.15 kgs (44.4lbs) , the average lobster weights ~0.6 kgs (1.3lbs). That means the largest lobster was ~3591.6% bigger than the average lobster. Now imagine that with demons, if the twins SDT is the average size of a demon, a levithan sized demon would be so fucking huge.

[o-wild-west-wind]

in my Stede Bonnet era (ignoring my responsibilities & fucking off to the waterside to sit with a cup of tea and my old sailing manual ft. my new best friend, Dryocampa rubicunda)

[shutinlear53]

I've learned more about human anatomy while doing research for my Andrew x Renee fanfic than throughout the entirety of high school

[goldenprophetwrites]

if i ever wrote the sequel for blackstar, no context edition:

[ironhusband]

Dear writers,

I know how important comments are - believe me, as a writer myself I absolutely do - but I would like to notify you that sometimes a simple kudos can be all a person can do to show their love. My brother loves fanfics, even saves passages of them onto his phone - but he has crippling social anxiety to the point where he’s afraid to even bookmark or mark for later a fic. It doesn’t matter how much I reassure him writers love comments of all kinds - he’s simply too anxious.

So everytime you - understandably - despair over the ratio of comments to kudos you get (or maybe you even don’t get comments at all), just remember there are people like my brother who love you from afar and are simply too nervous to tell you themselves.

You have more fans than you know. Keep writing. It’s a blessing for everyone.