#op songfic

[since-im-already-here]

new rules - dua lipa

don’t pick up the phone, you know he’s only calling cause he’s drunk and alone

- Shanks, Zoro, Law

don’t let him in, you’ll have to kick him out again

- Buggy, Sanji, Corazon/Rosi

don’t be his friend, you know you’re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning

- Luffy, Ace, Sabo

If youre under him your not getting over him

- Crocodile, Mihawk, Doflamingo

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i will not be elaborating further

@fanaticsnail @sordidmusings

[artsyacorn]

gosh i love songfics so freaking much. i love making pinecest songfics i have a form of synesthesia where i can see colours vibes and moods of songs in a cinematic way and it helps so much with visioning art and fics like GRRRRR

send in some songs that have a very cinematic coming of age feels plsssss i love themmmm

[brigidfromthecelts]

Hello everyone! I present you my first LawBin ever! 😱 I'm so scared! I understand SaNami and LawBin are fundamentaly different so I hope I did a good job with them!

Guess what? It's another songfic! Here are the tags and summary:

And here's the link to ao3 for you to check it out!

If you like, please consider leaving me a comment saying so, I apreciate it very much!

[pinky-ghostface]

forever begging and pleading and screaming for yv bittersweet fans to listen to orville peck, ESPECIALLY the song Kids. plus all his music is LITERALLY GAY CRYBABY COWBOY MUSIC. if ur too lazy here's the lyrics

Never really felt this world

Haystack boy and dust-cake girl

But I, I know we never tried

Passing the days away

Dare me on a dime to say

That we had everything we need

Running out into the night

Starry boots and open eyes, yeah

You told me to shut my mouth and to my surprise

Neither one of us has died

Washed up, nowhere to go

Hate to say, "I told you so", but I

I'm just a nervous guy

Target on our backs each day

Tables turn, or so they say

But we, we know that nothing's free

Running out into the night

Getting low on luck, it's time to fight, yeah

You call me up and tell me all your frights

'Cause neither one of us has died

Running out into the night

Watch the girls, they're out of sight, yeah

I keep thinking we'll disappear but years go by

Still neither one of us has died

[cebwrites]

A little on the cliche cheesy end but if it would be okay to ask, could I ask for DonQuixote Corazon being sung to by a male s/o?

I've been listening to Golden hour non stop- it's a bit fem oriented but my mind ignores it- if you're not ok with that- thank you for still dedicating me this time :)

All your stories are fun reads 🤭

aww I'm glad you like my fics! even if ya boi’s been going through a bit of a dry spell lately (・・;;

hehe cheese is the name of the game here, i don’t mind cliche fluff at all! i tried to incorporate more of the song but it’s a little short because of the fem elements, i hope you enjoy either way ;w;/

he's got glitter for skin, my radiant beam

masc reader word count: 0.2k

For the love of my life He's got glow on his face

Rosinante always thought his devil fruit to be handy despite the drawbacks - who else could get a world class undisturbed night of sleep like he could? Though there were times he didn’t mind letting the calm curtain down once in a while, especially on mornings like these.

A glorious look in his eyes My angel of light

Mornings where your voice trailed in from the kitchen like the delicious wafts of breakfast entangled with it, rousing his senses to the land of the living. You’d heard the typical stumble, crash, and groan, throwing concern over your shoulder down the hallway until Rosi uttered a disgruntled noise to let you know that he was fine, or you’d see your clumsy lover duck into the kitchen with a new comical bump on his head, seeking your warmth and morning kisses.

He’d be confined to pout at the dining table, at least as long as there was an open flame in the vicinity, but so long as your wonderous voice filled the air, his head, and heart, Rosi supposed he could manage.

I was all alone with the love of my life

[theyhavetakenovermylife]

“1000 Gange” (Fluff)

MM!Michelangelo x reader

A/N: I’ve been feeling for a songfic for some time, and I finally got the inspiration I needed to do it.

Song: “1000 Gange” by Caroline Henderson.

It is a Danish song from a Danish Christmas calendar, but I’ve always loved the song, and it gives me more lovey vibes instead of Christmas, lol. English translations are provided🧡

Warnings: Nothing, just cuteness and a pretty adorable song. Absolute teenage fluff stuff🧡

1000 gange har vi stået, op og ned ad gader gået, kysset på hinanden i vinden / Før du skulle hjem / Mmmh / Før du skulle hjem.

(1000 times have we stood, up and down streets walked, kissed each other in the wind / Before you had to go home / Mmmh / Before you had to go home).

There was almost something magical about having a boyfriend like Michelangelo. Well, other than the fact that he was a mutant turtle, but his personality. He was always so happy, always finding something exciting to do. Rarely you and him had any plans on date nights. You would just meet each other, either outside of your apartment building, or by the man cover closest to his sewer home. And from there the plans and ideas for the evening would be flowing, often leading to you and him running up and down the streets of New York City, before finding a secret place where you would be alone.

In the cold night air you would hold each other close, either somewhere in the park, at the top of some random building or down by the water, and talk about whatever was on your mind, with small kisses peppered in between every single topic. You would stay with each other for as long as possible, before the two would have to make the journey home. Though Mikey’s father had become more accepting of humans, he still didn’t like his sons to stay out for too long, which meant that Mikey did have a pretty strict curfew to follow. And though the two of you dreaded whenever you would have to call the end of the date, it did not stop from talking about the next.

1000 gange har du lagt din hånd ind på mit maveskind og varmet dine hænder i mørket / Når du var kold / Ahh / Når du var kold.

(1000 times have you put your hand in on my stomach skin and warmed your hands in the dark / When you’ve been cold / Ahh / When you’ve been cold).

The last few moments of your date would often consist of you and Mikey sitting or laying close, enjoying the warmth of each other’s company, mumbling sweet nothings as you watched the few stars that was visible in the sky above. During especially cold months, Mikey did like to put a cold hand under your shirt, feeling the warm skin of your stomach. This would make you yelp and pull away with a smile, your laughter loud, sounding beautiful in Mikey’s ears. But every time you would wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer so that you could keep each other warm for the night.

1000 gange har du sagt, du elsker mig, men ikke nu i nat / 1000 gange har du sagt, du elsker mig, men ikke nu i nat / For du skal hjem / Mmmh, du skal hjem.

(1000 times have you said, you love me, but not tonight / 1000 times have you said, you love me, but not tonight / Because you have to go home / Mmmh, you have to go home).

There was one evening where you and Mikey had been too caught up in each other’s company to notice the time. It was during December, where the snow was covering Central Park, and the two of you had decided on a last minute snow fight. In your thick jackets and beanies covering your heads, the two of you had been running around, threatening the loser with kisses and banter.

In the middle of your loud laughter, Mikey felt his phone vibrate in the pocket of his orange winter jacket. After throwing his snowball he pulled his phone out, just to make sure it wasn’t anything important. But when he saw the name of his father at the top of the message, along with the time of night, he was horrified.

“Dad’s freaking out!”, Mikey told you, looking at his phone. “I was supposed to be home half an hour ago!”

“Oh no!”, you exclaimed, knowing very well how Splinter could get when he was worried. “You better hurry home!”

“But I usually walk you home-”, Mikey was about to protest, but you cut him off.

“Not tonight. You have to get home”.

Mikey knew that you were right, and that it was not worth starting up a discussion about it. Instead he put his phone back into his pocket and pulled you in for a quick kiss.

“Text me when you get home”, he said, still not walking away.

“I will”, you smiled. “Now, go! Before your dad sends the whole sewer out after you”.

And with a quick second kiss, your boyfriend was running, his feet quickly carrying him to the nearest manhole.

1000 gange har vi siddet i de bløde sæder, i det bagefterste af biografen / Og holdt i hånden / Hmm / Og holdt i hånden.

(1000 times have we been sitting in soft seats, in the back of the cinema / And held hands / Hmm / And held hands).

Not all of you and Mikey’s dates have been outdoors. As time processed, you and Mikey started to expand your dates from sudden ideas on strolls, to actually make plans. One of those plans being going to the cinema together. That had been a great experience for the both of you, so you had decided to do it more and more often. Watching anything from comedy, action to horror. Anything that gave you and Mikey the excuse to hold hands while taking in your favorite form of entertainment.

1000 gange har vi drukket te, og stenet fjernsyn, i den sofa, som du har derhjemme / Og det var dejligt / Mmmh, det var rart.

(1000 times have we been drinking tea and stoned television, on the couch you have at home / And it was lovely / Mmmh, it was nice).

But constant cinema going can become expensive, which led you to the next best thing - watching movies at home. Normally you would do that at Mikey’s place, where the two of you would take up the whole couch in the middle of the lair, and watch movies from him and his brothers’ large collection.

You would usually do it so late that Mikey’s mutant family would have gotten to bed, leaving you and your boyfriend with the living area to yourselves. However, before going to bed, Splinter would usually take the time to make both of you tea, before leaving the two of you alone for the night. So with your legs tangled together, and two cups of hot tea, you and Mikey would have all the whole night to yourselves.

1000 gange har du sagt, du elsker mig, men ikke nu i nat / 1000 gange har du sagt, du elsker mig, men ikke nu i nat / For du skal hjem.

(1000 times have you said, you love me, but not tonight / 1000 times have you said, you love me, but not tonight / Because you have to go home).

But there had been times where you would have to watch movies at your place. Either because one of Mikey’s brothers or extended family members had to use the television that night, or because the two of you just needed a small break from them. Your parents had nothing against it, letting Mikey into either home with open arms. Though they did not make you tea, it wasn’t uncommon for them to leave you some sort of snacks for the movie.

First time you had Mikey over for movies, neither you nor him had thought about asking your parents for permission to let him spend the night. Not that your parents would have anything against it, but Splinter did not like sudden last minute changes like that, fearing the worst. Still a bad habit from the days he and the turtles used to hide away from the surface.

So when it began getting late, and you fell asleep against Mikey with the movie still running, he didn’t have it in him to wake you up before he left. He waited until the last minute, not wanting to leave you, before finally getting up. He turned off the television and made sure you were tugged in, before sending you a message you could read when you finally woke up. He then pressed a kiss to your forehead, before making his way home.

When you then woke up many hours later, you were confused until you found Mikey text, reading it with a bright smile;

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!💕🌹 Sorry I just left without saying anything. I just couldn’t bring myself to wake you up. Anyway, I love you, and I hope you’ve been sleeping well😍💕 Call me when you’re up😘”

And with a smile still plastered across your face, you called him while getting up from the couch.

Vi kunne få det så fedt, men det bliver til for lidt / Det er ikke særlig smart, du skal altid hjem, når vi har det rart / Når vi har det rart / Der er meget mere vi kunne dele, vi kunne dele det hele / Har du forstået, så snart du er gået, så mangler jeg noget? / Jeg savner dig.

(We could have it so cool, but it becomes too little / It’s not very smart, that you always have to go home, when we feel good / When we feel good / There’s so much we could share, we could share it all / Have you understood, as soon as you’re gone, I’m missing something? / I miss you).

To say that you and Mikey wished that you could have more time together, was an understatement. When you for some reason couldn’t spend time together, you would text each other all the time with sweet words and hearts. Even during school, you would do whatever you could to eat lunch together, spend time alone during breaks, or send each other sweet glances in the library, even texting each other in class when you hoped that the teacher wasn’t looking.

Though you and Mikey may be young, you couldn’t help but dream of the future together. A future where you could spend all your time together, without worrying about curfew or annoying things alike. A time where you could hold each other close the whole night, without having to miss each other at all.

1000 gange har du sagt, du elsker mig, men ikke nu i nat / 1000 gange har du sagt, du elsker mig, men ikke nu i nat / 1000 gange har du sagt, du elsker mig, men ikke nu i nat / 1000 gange har du sagt, du elsker mig, men ikke nu i nat / For du skal hjem.

(1000 times have you said, you love me, but not tonight / 1000 times have you said, you love me, but not tonight / 1000 times have you said, you love me, but not tonight / 1000 times have you said, you love me, but not tonight / Because you have to go home).

But after a year, your luck would finally turn. Splinter, seeming to understand how you and Mikey wished to spend more time together, finally relented. His sons were teenagers, teenagers accepted by the human world above. And as teenagers they wanted to be with their friends or other loved ones, for longer than a clock would allow them to. And so Splinter finally decided to get rid of the curfew during weekends, letting his sons stay out for pretty much as long as they wanted to, on the condition that they texted him, letting him know wherever they went. Unless it was a school night! Then they had to be home at the set time!

Even this was seen as an absolute win for the boys, and each of them decided to celebrate it in their own ways, going out with their own friends that evening. Mikey decided to celebrate it with you, finally spending a full night at your place. From Friday to Saturday he spends the night, with the two of you sleeping soundly in each other’s arms. And never would there come another night, where you couldn’t tell that you loved each other.

[aachria]

hello !!! do you have any fav one piece oc fics that you've read?

This is so embarrassing but I've been reading basically nothing but Harry Potter fics I've betrayed my principles T-T

Anyway I’ve got a list of some fic recs here (yes the ask also asked for oc recs and I didn’t read it right and just put fucking everything no I don’t want to talk about it)

Out of those for OC stuff definitely Dive|rgence and This Bites! the OG.

You could also check out:

Oh, Mama, Mama

It’s pretty funny, completed oneshot about reincarnated Big Mom. Tbh I was half asleep when I read this but I remember laughing a lot so that’s probably good.

what joy will it bring?

I'm going to be so for real with you I can't remember anything about this one rn but it's in my bookmarks and I think it had an awesome concept? Man I read too much I can't keep this shit straight. Basically some guys get reincarnated as Luffy. This is ongoing.

Water Lily

I do actually remember stuff about this one lmao. It's quite good and their DF is interesting. I can't for the life of me figure out if there's a romantic subplot but I'm here for the SIBLING CONTENT. Also ongoing.

Isekai'd into being a Strawhat

This is also P good. We love a songfic. The title is self explanatory. Also also ongoing

The real question is do Y'ALL have good OP OC recs?

[smolthealmighty]

Spinaraki Week 4 Day 1: Game Over & History

And For a Little While

A select few snippets in which Spinner looks at Shigaraki's eyes during the course of knowing each other and slowly falls in love... or a self-indulgent songfic based on Space Age Love Song.

I saw your eyes

And you made me smile

For a little while

I was falling in love

His eyes were ruby red. Spinner already knew they were red once he first met Tomura Shigaraki, but he didn’t know the best way to describe them before now.

Before Shigaraki had brought out the game console and started playing Super Smash Bros.

Before Spinner asked to play and was handed a controller.

Before Spinner countered Shigaraki’s Instant Delayed Reverse Ariel Rush with his own Perfect Shield, shocking the both of them so severely that they immediately stopped playing and instinctively whipped their heads to look at each other, causing the hand on Shigaraki’s face to fly off from the momentum and land on the other side of the room.

Before Spinner had finally seen Shigaraki unmasked for the first time, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. Spinner was sure his face had the same expression.

“Holy shit.”

Spinner couldn’t help it, he burst into laughter at the first words to come out of Shigaraki’s stupefied mouth, the same words he probably would’ve said if he’d gained access to his brain back first. Shigaraki was quick to pout as he pivoted into lightly teasing Spinner.

“Here I was thinking you were all brash attacks and zero defense, but no! Apparently, you can put up a great strategic defense as long as it’s gaming related!”

“It’s not that strategic,” Spinner responded shyly as he tried holding in his giggling, “It’s impressive that you added that delay to mess with your opponent’s attack timing. I just happened to recognize that timing and countered it accordingly.”

“I’ve used that move to catch other players off guard multiple times, and I think you’re the only one who’s thwarted it on the first try!”

If Spinner wasn’t stunned before he was now, and to his even greater shock Shigaraki seemed to identify why. “You look like this is the first time you’ve ever had a compliment,” he guessed, and all Spinner could do was slightly nod once in confirmation.

“Well you deserved it.” Shigaraki stated, “and just so you know, you’ve been officially assigned the role of my ‘Personal Player 2’. I’ve been meaning to try more co-op games and I refuse to play them without someone who already matches my skill level.”

Spinner’s brain needed a minute to buffer, but once his mind was back online he flashed a grin, large enough to slightly ache from how rarely he used those facial muscles for that expression, and un-paused the game.

~

I saw your eyes

And you touched my mind

Although it took a while

I was falling in love

His eyes were that of a young boy chasing his dreams. They had been so since they defeated Overhaul, and shone twice as bright now. Not even the remaining bandages littering his face from Re-Destro’s fight could stop his eyes from gleaming. Though that extra glimmer may have been Spinner’s own doing.

“You really thought the horizon I made was pretty?” Tomura asked, half in disbelief and half in amusement.

“No,” Spinner corrected, “I said the horizon you made was the prettiest thing I’d ever seen, there’s a difference.”

They were chilling in Tomura’s room, the elegant bed covered in crumbs and wrappers and the feather-filled pillows haphazardly strewn around from their efforts to get comfortable for the six-going-on-seven-hour gaming binge of the new releases they hadn’t been able to buy while broke. Spinner didn’t know what exactly possessed him to blurt out his thoughts on the destroyed horizon, but he figured Tomura should know that he made a permanent impression on his mind and heart with that sight.

“So,” Tomura deviously suggested, “what you’re saying is I should make more of that, yeah?”

Spinner snorted at that, but realized Tomura was serious when he continued, “Because I can, you know, if you want me to.”

Spinner hummed as he thought of a good response, and what he finally said was, “Well, I’m certainly not gonna stop you. I want what you want, and as long as I can help you achieve that goal then I’ll be happy.”

“What a roundabout answer,” Tomura chuckled, “but alright, if that’s what you want then I’ll make it happen. And I’m thankful… that you’re sticking by my side I mean.”

Spinner didn’t have the right words to respond to that, to tell Tomura that he was glad that he had stuck around long enough to understand what Tomura’s goal was and what he could do, even if it took some hard times to get there. So, he simply smiled and hoped that would convey what his vocabulary couldn’t. That he was thankful too. The soft affection in Tomura’s eyes, something he’d been seeing more often than not these days, said that he understood.

~

I saw your eyes

And you made me cry

And for a little while

I was falling in love

His eyes were blank. Hell, they weren’t even his eyes anymore. Now those eyes, body, and mind belonged to and were controlled by the century-old megalomaniac who found him on the streets. Tomura was hidden, maybe even gone, and it felt like Spinner’s heart had disappeared along with him.

The aching was intense. Unlike the numbing, hollow ache he experienced in the isolation of his old room, this pain was a continuous swelling. It was as if the ache had tried to take up every unfilled crevice in himself and still could not be contained, leaking out like an endlessly bleeding wound. Where once was utter emptiness, now was overwhelming abundance, and it hurt.

Nothing he did could inhibit it. Attempting to soothe the being that was once Tomura Shigaraki as he writhed in agony did nothing but remind Spinner that he could do nothing to truly help his first friend, but avoiding him doubled the hurt he felt. He had to do something to help, anything to assist him, whatever it took to achieve his friend’s initial goals and hopefully bring him back. He’d do anything to see those eyes look fondly at him again.

‘Oh’, Spinner thought as All for One reached out his hand and covered his vision, bestowing what was sure to be too many quirks for his body to handle, all for Tomura’s sake. ‘It’s no wonder I’ve been aching while he’s gone, no wonder I’ve been yearning for him.’

I was falling in love

‘I was falling in love with Tomura Shigaraki.’

Falling in love

‘We were falling in love as we bonded in those barren hideouts and luxurious manors.’

Falling in love

‘I’ve fallen in love and didn’t… realize it until I…   lost it…’

Falling in love

‘I…     had…              fallen…                       in…                                         love…’

[bharv]

songfic tag game

I'm finally getting to this!

Pick a song to accompany each of your fics or as many as you like. This might be the fic's inspiration or just pure vibes that you'd like to share with readers. Tag as many people as fics you feature (or do as you please!)

Tagging @smoreofbabylon @razrogue @secondsundering @nullshocked @gale-sized-hole

Some of these are songs that were listened to around the fic, others are just vibes, but let's goooo!

Even if Love 

Title: Even if Love by Bonnie Prince Billy (there is also a very cool cover on spotify)

This is easy mode, since the lyrics are right at the top of the fic! But I love it, and it makes me think of all of them.

And I have been yours In foul and in praying And I loved to look at you From the side at night with music playing And love will protect you To the edge of the wood Then a monster will get you And love does no good

The Portrait

Title: Mon Coeur s'ouvre a ta Voix from Samson et Dalila

I listened to this LOADS through the development of this fic!

My heart opens to your voice as the flowers open to dawn's kiss But, my love, to dry my tears, let your voice speak once more

Monster, Mine

Title: You and I by Jeff Buckley

I love this song and while the fic wasn't written with a soundtrack, this one from the playlist takes me back

Where you think you'll fall, I adore you. Where you shut your soul, I will open for you.

Blood and Bone, Bone and Blood

Title: Chopin Nocturne E minor op. 72 no. 1

This on repeat for days. Obviously no lyrics!

The First Leaf on the Tree after Winter

Title: Pagan Poetry by Bjork

Honestly the whole of Vespertine was a huge part of this fic. Also the link is to the explicit music video which is still... wow.

Morse coding signals They pulsate They wake me up From my hibernating

On the surface simplicity But the darkest pit in me

And it's pagan poetry Pagan poetry

I love him, I love him I love him, I love him I love him, I love him I love him, I love him, I

Breath and Rosewater

I'm cheating and linking to the whole playlist because I can't choose a song ;)

[hamiathesgiftexchange]

Unapproved tags + worldbuilding clarification

The tagset hasn't even been open for a full day and it's already looking incredible. You have till Thursday, August 3 @ 8pm ET to submit your nominations.

I have a few submitted tags that either do not meet the parameters for tags for this event, or require a little clarification. If you have submitted tags, please check below because once I reject a nomination, you do not get your slot back, so I'd like to give people the chance to edit them!

First, a note on worldbuilding tags—

Worldbuilding

What it is: For the purposes of this exchange, the worldbuilding nomination option is to allow people to request a gift that expands and builds into a particular aspect of how the canon QT world works. It might develop an element of canon in more depth, show something from a different point of view, or expand on aspects of the QT world that are not shown. For example, if you are interested in learning more about the Court of the Ten Nations, the pre-Invader Little Peninsula, or how the Eddisian trial tradition developed, these are aspects of worldbuilding that you might submit as nominations: Worldbuilding: Court of the Ten Nations Worldbuilding: pre-invader period Worldbuilding: Eddisian Trial

Prompts may consider questions like, "How do the gods in different pantheons interact?" or "What are the practical and political effects of the Charter of the Three States" or "If the Queen’s Thief world is almost like our world’s Early Renaissance in the Mediterranean region, what do other parts of the globe look like during this period?”

What it’s not: the worldbuilding request is not for requesting a specific AU or different setting. Suggestions and prompts for possible AUs can be requested in your signups & letters. You can see more about letters in the FAQ under “Signups.”

Unapproved Tags  If I have questions for you, please reach out to me either in the comments/reblogs of this post, by tumblr dm, on Discord, or via email (in the collection AO3 profile).

Worldbuilding: based on a song — could the submitter please clarify if this was a request for songfic, or if they were requesting something in-world music related? If the former, it would not qualify for the tagset (but can be included in your sign-up). If the latter, could you give me some more background on what you were hoping to convey with this request, or feel free to resubmit if you have a more defined tag!

Relationship: Eugenides/Going To Bed — this does not meet the criteria for the tagset, please submit a different tag or this will be rejected.

relationship: irene/eugenides — out of an abundance of caution, is this Gen or Eugenides the God? feel free to message me or just resubmit.

Relationship: Queen Thief & Eugenides — ditto the above — Eugenides her son or Eugenides the god? feel free to message me or just resubmit.

Relationship: Magus as a father figure to Eugenides — this does not meet the criteria for the tagset and is better expressed in your sign up. Please resubmit as "Relationship: Eugenides & The Magus" or this will be rejected.

Relationship: Costis/Kamet/Unnamed Wives — OP could you please clarify exactly which women you're referring to so we can make sure this is clear for potential creators?

[foxxiatto]

I got several SXF prompts...feel free to use them

1 ) Death of Twilight ( not loid forger) and Thron Princess ( not yor forger ) , told by various pov by their agencies ( Wise and garden , Handler , Nightfall , Shopkeeper , Mathews ) TWILIGHT and Thron Princess dies ( not loid , yor or anya ... Their identities dies , not them ) .... ( A completely different approach , how do their agency reacts , shows how and what is the impact )

2 ) The Past is Catching up .. post operation strix ( loid and yor run away along with bond and anya , but their agencies keep following them to kill ./ Arrest , no matter where they go ) till they face their own Handlers

3 ) Anya past ( her past in several families )

4 ) Loid Past ( his entire childhood and in wise till operation strix )

5 ) Yor past ( her entire childhood and struggling till her fake family )

6 ) The break up of Forger and Anya gets revenge ( Loid and Yor unknowingly leave the family, after confessing their identities , anya is LEFT behind ....she gets revenge on them and their agencies and those who experiment on her

7 ) Diaman finding out Anya used him

8 ) Becky and Anya friendship got destroyed after operation strix and she leaves eden or it fell apart

9 ) On death bed ( TWILIGHT dies in bombing , yor in cruise ship , bond dies after eating yor cooking or in bombing ....Anya is felt all alone and does unthinkable ....,pov each chapter each character before their death )

10 ) Yuri after finding out about Thron Princess and TWILIGHT

11 ) Yuri had to kill Yor ( inspired by brother...kodaline ...songfic )

12 ) champagne problems ( loid and yor ..loid a prince and yor his childhood friend / bodyguard / lover ....a secret affair )

13 ) 2112 .... Reality club ..( they start a affair as Thron Princess and TWILIGHT behind everyone back )

14 ) Fairytale ...( Diaman finding out about op strik... forgers disappeared )

15 ) all the things she said ...tatu ( what if an older Becky felt for anya , who us with diaman )

16 ) Loid x yor jobswap au ..loid a assissan and yor a spy ...

17 ) The one that got away ( yor and lod die .. anya is orphan along with diaman )

18 ) Twiyor eden au ... best friend to lovers ..

19 ) Twiyor gender swap au

20 ) Diaman rejecting Anya angst

21 ) Twiyor , Sherlock Au ( Twilight as Sherlock , Yor as Watson )

22 ) Anya rejecting Diaman, since he isn't useful

I appreciate it, and apologize if there was some confusion,but I am taking art requests! If you are still interested, please send me a dm, and I can give you the form!

[heaven-s-black-box]

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Girls sleepover- Girls night- ensemble- fluff

Apollo, Rayfa, and Nahyuta road trip- The most magical Place- Apollo & Rayfa & Nahyuta- fluff

stargazing (ship of choice)- Tell you about it- Miego- angst

4th of July get together- 4th of July- ensemble & oc insert- fluff

AA animal time- Pess- Miles centric- fluff, angst w/happy ending

Ema X ___ meeting Lana- Family- Skymadhi- crack, fluff

Prosecutor and Defense swap- Magic of conviction- Prosectur!Trucy & Prosectur!Apollo- N/a

Dead parent meeting- Parents night- ensemble- crack

Klavier X ___ songfic- Backseat serenade- Klapollo- fluff

Blackquill and Cykes families having dinner together pre UR-1- Family dinner- ensemble- fluff

AA sibling time!- Showtime- Trucy & Apollo- fluff

How much do you love me? (Ship of choice)- Perfection- Franmaya- fluff

Edgeworth and his kids- The Edgeworths- Prosecutors office- fluff

Wright and his kids- The Wrights- Wright Anything Agency- fluff

_____ X reader zoo/aquarium date- Peace- Clay terran x fem!Reader- fluff

someone from the main cast is accused of murder - Franziska Accused- Miles & Franziska- N/a

NOBODY DIES!- Deathless- ensemble- fluff

rare pair jealousy- Punishment- Iris x Phoenix- angst

Crossover AU- LA Ghoul- Signal Samurai Trio- N/a, Au

kidnapping- Time- Wright Anything Agency & Miles- angst

Canon couples happy moments- Welcome, Apollo- Jove x Thalassa- fluff

Vacation to Kur'ain- Trip- ensemble- fluff

Video game night- Co-op - ensemble- crack

Ship or X reader domestic/fluff- Hands to yourself- Clay Terran x fem!Reader- fluff

steel samurai marathon- Kids show- Traffic Samurai Trio & Maya- fluff, crack

Larry tells embarrassing stories about his friends to their subordinates- Embarrassment- ensemble- fluff

Clay X ___ after his death- Death do us Part- Clay Terran x fem!Justice!Reader & Apollo- angst, fluff

Franziska babysits Trucy- Babysitting- Franziska & Trucy- fluff

Horror games- Scream- ensemble- crack

Wedding (ship of choice)- Bad Luck- Wrightworth, ensemble, & oc insert- fluff, crack

freebie!- He was Right There- Blackmadhi & Faraskye- angst. angst w/ comfort

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Rain is here!! ^^

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[◽️] #hmdlm or "The Living Medicine" is fake tweets of House MD characters; where everybody is alive, healthy, and happy. [◽️] #hilsoneulogy or "Eulogy for The Head and The Heart" is a collection of mini songfic, sickfic, or MCDfic; where I collect my sadness towards House or Wilson's death/sickness/pain in headcanons. [◽️] #hilson ff (with space) is a collection of currently read or subscribed stories (also my recommendations) [◽️]

[◽️] #hmdshots #rainshots or is a collection of LQ screenshots that I took while watching House MD, and then any other movies/series. [◽️] #rainedits is a collection of my amateurly edited pictures (using PicsArt); including wallpaper/lockscreen. [◽️] #rainfics #rainff is a collection of my written stories (fanfictions, prompts, drabble, fake tweet, fake chats, etc). #rainocs is for my OCs. [◽️] rainplays is a collection of me talking about games. [◽️]

About Me (+preferences):

Welcome to my ✨fantasy world 💖✨

I'm Rain, the “I'm fluent in Google Translate” enjoyer, reader, and writer. [Yes, I am quoting Stephen Strange.]

[[ 2⃣5⃣ she/they 💓💛💙 eng/idn 🔞 (MDNI on NSFW things) ]]

This account stands for every thing I could find or any thing I would read. So, basically I can read anything; and I can just leave it alone if it's not my preferences (on tropes, ships, or genres)

OTPs: Albert×Chris (RE), Batman×Superman (DC), Wong×Strange (Marvel), Wilson×House (House MD), Price×Ghost (CoD), Castiel×Dean (SPN), Eddie×Buck (9-1-1), Maverick×Iceman (TG/TG-M), Higuruma×Nanami (JJK), etc.

I'm also having an agenda with crackpairs/rarepairs. I'm not RPS, but if you are— you do you^^

Also— ✨M-PREG✨

Games I currently play on devices: Arena of Valor, Baldur's Gate 3, Call of Duty (series: OG and Reboot Modern Warfare, Black Ops, Infinite Warfare), Counter Strike, Death Stranding, Dynasty Warriors (6-9), God of War (2018 and Ragnarok), Minecraft, Monster Hunter World: Iceborne, Resident Evil (4-8, Remake 1-4, Revelations 1-2, Code Veronica), SuperStar rhythm games (ATEEZ, SM, JYP, YG, Cube, Woollim), The Last of Us (1-2), Warriors Orochi (3-4, +Ultimate)

dividers by: @cafekitsune and @enkeli-moonsys

Now that you're here—

I do have another account for korean thingie (series, movies, music), but here I am still proudly announcing that I am CREZL's Pretzel 🥨 😌✨ I am a fan of a crossover quartet voice group; Lim Kyuhyung (Tenor/Musical), Jo Jinho (Pop/PENTAGON), Kim Suin (Korean Traditional Musician), and Lee Seungmin (Baritone/Opera).

They covered iCorre! (Jesse & Joy), Faith (Stevie Wonder ft. Ariana Grande), Kill This Love (BLACKPINK), Higher (Michael Bublé) on the show as one of the top three quartet finalists of Phantom Singer season 4. [Also, Faith performance has got them the highest score from producers/judges in the whole seasons (S1-S4); 593 points from 6 producers of one for 98 and five for 99 points.]

Recently, CREZL released a mini album "CRE:㘉" with "Forbidden Love" as the title track and 4 more songs in the album.

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Op where on earth do you get 'unhinged' from Movie Fics were super popular right up there with songfics because they were a lot easier for younger people with not as much practice writing.

People discussing ‘unhinged’ fanfiction always seem to talk about dark!fic or explicit stuff, as opposed to the truly unhinged stuff like the fic author zapping all their favs from a story onto a set, assigning them roles, and forcing them to act out popular movies. Because, let me tell you, I read a fic like that with the original Yugioh cast acting out Disney’s Aladdin approximately fifteen years ago, and it is to this day one of the one of the most unhinged pieces of media I’ve ever consumed.

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Death dance

Word Count: 1,638

Characters: Eustass Kidd

Song: Death Dance - Palaye Royale

Warnings: so much swearing, mentions of abuse and mental Problems

I never thought I'd be so mean, never thought I'd be alone at nineteen

Kidd never meant to end up like the asshole he was. But after everything he´s been through, who could blame him? That´s what he told himself in hopes to cheer himself up, yet he knew that wasn´t true. Everything bad that had happened throughout his life, he had brought upon himself. All he ever did was push his luck and people away. Ever since he was a child… all he ever did was hurt and disappoint others. But all these thoughts are in my head again, head again

He didn´t want to think about any of that, not right now, not ever. Confronting his feelings, if there were even any left at this point, wouldn´t help. Well, actually it would help him very much if only Kidd had the courage to look that deep into his heart and mind. But he didn´t have the courage, he was a coward, always has been. And all these thoughts are running through my brain and out the door

Maybe this was finally the time to stop running away and face his fears, face his past and face himself and all the gruesome things he´s done. He was no saint, never tried to be. But fuck, he never tried to be that much of an angry, impulsive asshole either. He ran away enough, goddamn he left his mother all alone just to go out at sea… and for what? To make fake friends, to trust people only for them to use that trust and abuse it. Rather be dumb than sane, rather be numb than in pain

He was so sick and tired of everything. Sick of this world, the government especially, those bastards controlling everything and getting their way every damn time. Kidd knew that there people out there trying to stop them, people who shared his thoughts, and yet he felt as if nothing was accomplished. He hated that he knew how the world worked, with his knowledge he sometimes wished he didn´t know anything at all. And then there were the other pirates. Strawhat really got on his nerves, with his stupid alliances… he thought that teenager had a bit more of a rational brain, but it seemed that he really was as naive as the newspaper made him out to be. Kidd knew better than to trust others, other pirates like him in particular. After the whole thing with Apoo he wasn´t sure if he could ever trust another person again. He´d rather be a paranoid bastard he was now than to ever let himself and his crew get hurt like that again. But you can't see all the things I'm going through Rather be dumb than sane, I'd rather be numb than in pain But you can't see all the shit I'm going through

To others Kidd was a manchild throwing a tantrum every minute of the day, but they didn´t know what he´s been through, what he saw. They didn´t know about his shitty childhood, well he didn´t really have one to begin with, but that´s part of what made it shitty. They didn´t know how he suffered under his first and only captain, the abuse he had to face and that he could never forget the faces of his crew mates that just watched and did nothing. To hell with all of them. They didn´t know the betrayal he experienced, that he had to watch his best friend get exposed to his greatest insecurity. Of course they judged him, people always did that when they didn´t go through the same shit. No no no, no no no, I hide my pain inside No no no, no no no, I bleed to feel alive Oh woah, oh woah, I am dead inside No no no, makes it hard to survive No you can't find my reasons, no you can't find my pain

People always wondered why he was the way he was, they tried to analyze him, help him, fix him. Fuck them. He didn´t need any of that, deserved any of that. It was like a sick fucking joke. Just take someone without an arm for example, ah yes, the greatest fucking comparison he could think of, dumb fuck. Whatever. So their arm´s gone, it ain´t coming back, there´s no fixing it. It´s the same with some people, some people are too far gone already, so why waste your energy on them? We all got lost in Jesus, but he can't take away my pain

Okay, maybe Kidd wanted someone to waste their energy on him. Yes, he wanted it really fucking bad. He needed it, the affirmation that yeah, it wasn´t that unlikely to save him. That he was a good person after all. He wanted nothing more than that. I'm looking for something more

And what did he get? Fucking groupies who told him they loved him and that he meant so much to them and oh how his music saved them. Bullshit. They were drunk and wanted to fuck some semi famous person, they didn´t care about any of his shit, they didn´t care that he cried his heart out while writing the lyrics he sung in his fucking ugly voice. They didn´t care that he couldn´t rest, couldn´t sleep until the riff was complete, that he fucking hated himself and everyone who disagreed with him on that point. He just wanted to punch something or someone constantly. The last time he checked, fucking rage wasn´t handsome. So take me away, from out the door

Yeah, he liked the music. It helped him cope with everything, with things he didn´t want to think about but he forced himself to anyway because he liked to suffer. He liked making himself suffer, liked it when people called him an asshole, because yes, they were so right. Kidd needed this. He needed to feel like shit to function. Was that so wrong? He couldn´t be the only one. If he was that would be just sad. It´d make him the most miserable bastard on this earth. No, I'm looking for you outside to say No no no, no no no, I hide my pain inside No no no, no no no, I bleed to feel alive Oh woah, woah, I am dead inside No no, yeah No, I can't take it, all of these memories

It was the worst at night when he sobered up and remembered all the fucked up shit his brain worked so hard to suppress. It was like a big fuck you to his face. And yes, he did crave that too. The cold sweat he´d find himself in the middle of the night because of the nightmares. The faces of those who abused him, laughing at him, he swore he could hear them even now. Hell, he could feel them and he hated every single second of it. But fuck, did he need it. He deserved it. He wasn´t better than any of them, no matter how much he wished he was. I can't fake it, I'm trying but I am dying

Kidd didn´t remember ever having a mental breakdown, he hated that word, found it silly. Like it was some sort of game, a goal to be reached. It sucked so much. The word was for people who couldn´t deal with their emotions. He could, he knew he had them and in the instance he did, he did his best to bury them as deep as possible. That was how this worked, wasn´t it? I just want to, oh just be myself I have tried to, but now I am someone else

Kidd asked himself many times when the exact moment was that he failed so much at being a decent human being. He was hardly human these days. No matter how much he tried to think about it, he couldn´t pinpoint it. It was more like the mass of moments and their amount led to the disaster of a chaotic mess he was now. No no, no no no, so please be kind No no, no no, I'm losing my mind No no, no no, I'm really not fine Oh... I'm really not fine

Did Eustass Kidd deserve forgiveness and kindness? The answer to that question depended on his daily mood, sometimes he felt so much like shit that he wanted to believe in the lie so so badly. But on other days the question was just laughable, of course he didn´t. He was a dirty pirate for fuck´s sake. We live in an age where sex and horrors are gods We live in an age where all of our bodies are flawed We live in an age where sex and horrors are gods We live in an age, we live in an age We live in an age where sex and horrors are gods We live in an age where all of our bodies are flawed We live in an age where all of our bodies are flawed, are flawed, no

The fucking after a show didn´t have meaning, nor did the one night stands or people looking at him with those eyes, already undressing him in their minds. He didn´t mind it, he didn´t mind the attention he got in the moment. Kidd liked feeling wanted, he wanted nothing more than that. Only that he mistook want for love. And rationally he knew he was too ugly to love, hell he was even too ugly to fuck, people were just too drunk to notice that. No, I can't take it, all of these memories I can't fake it, I'm trying but I am dying I just want to, oh just be myself I have tried to, but now I am someone else