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[thlayli-ra]

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Professional Wrestling, World Wrestling Entertainment Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Drew McIntyre/CM Punk Characters: CM Punk, Drew McIntyre, Damian Priest | Punishment Martinez, Randy Orton, WALTER | Gunther Additional Tags: Winner's Room AU, Anal Fingering, Cock & Ball Torture, Hair-pulling, Rape/Non-con Elements, Extremely Dubious Consent, Blood and Injury, Punkintyre, Rape, Face-Fucking, no prep, Handcuffs, Torture, Marking, Biting, cum licking Summary:

'You know how this works by now, Drew. We don't deny the rules of the winner's room.'

^^^ Part 3 has been posted!

[makiswirl]

can i just say. and this is probably a niche hill to die on. that i am so gobsmacked every time someone vaguely hints at the idea that jotaro doesn't care meaningfully for the other crusaders, usually particularly kakyoin and joseph, when those two actually tend to be the ones he reacts to being hurt the hardest

like he cares for his loved ones!!!! that literally plays into his character motives in every single part he shows up in!!! stop lying to me!!!!!!!

[flying-cat]

It was crazy watching bkdk go from the most hated ship to the most popular ship in the fandom

[musula]

well i have an ao3 now, and i just posted my first fic. go read it if you'd like, it's based off of @etherealspacejelly's fic "welcome relief" so much so that i'm a bit worried that i unintentionally copied it (i'm sorry jelly if true) (i have no protests against deleting mine if u want me to)

i would have uploaded this much sooner if i didn't have to wait a week to get an invitation womp womp

[walkinginland]

when my time comes around

five times Jamie Fraser nearly dies, and one time he does canon-compliant 5+1 for Outlander part of my hozier song fics series; this one's based around "Work Song" aka the most JamieClaire song ever written.

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Boys workin' on empty

Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?

Jamie Fraser is almost twenty years old the first time he truly comes near to death. Now, there had been no shortage of foolish boyhood accidents, and the illness that took his brother from him had not left him unscathed. But he is almost twenty years old, barely more than a child, the first time that he stares into that darkness, and feels it staring back.

The last few days have been a blur interspersed with sharp moments of startling, scarring clarity. Anger and shame and hurt and fear. He can’t comprehend how he had gone from pitching hay in Lallybroch’s fields to laying in a prison cell with his back flayed open and a burning infection creeping up his spine and into his limbs.

The fort physician has been kind, at least. Had let him cry, had set his hand gently on his shoulder, and done what little he could for Jamie’s shredded back. He had offered water and a bit of bread, said that it was important for him to keep his strength up. Jamie had taken some water, shook his head at the bread. He can’t imagine holding anything in his stomach when his whole body feels so hollow, carved out as cleanly as a hunted animal.

The physician’s best hadn’t been enough to prevent infection or erase the memory of the last time he saw his sister’s face, but it was something. He had handed him a worn out book, a worn-thin Bible with the smudged ink of fear-dampened hands.

“Here you are, lad. This belonged to another prisoner, but I reckon he knows the truth of it now better than any of us here do. Mayhap it’ll bring you some comfort.”

Jamie lays on his stomach on a creaking cot in a prison cell, trying to calm his spinning mind any way he can. He blinks at the tiny print of the Bible from an awkward angle, head tilted to the side and book resting on the edge of the cot, and tries to turn a page without pulling the muscles in his back. He had had no idea that the tips of his fingers were connected to the back of his shoulder in such an intimate way, but he is learning it now with every twitch in his hand.

He's not sure he is actually reading any of the words in front of him, couldn’t tell you which book or passage he has open before him. He could do without the chastisement of Saint Paul. Perhaps one of the Prophets, calling out doom and hope in the same breath. It feels fitting, somehow.

He steers far away from the whipping of Christ. Some things feel far different from a prison cell than they do in the pews in kirk of a Sunday.

His fingertips feel numb and the words in front of him blur, from tears or exhaustion or just the poor typeset and smeared lettering, he can’t tell.

The fingerprints and tear tracks that lived on these pages long before he opened them won’t judge him for the drops that find their way out of the corners of his eyes.

keep reading on ao3

[alectoperdita]

What you can't bury

Part 18 of Lure

Rated: E Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters Pairing: Jounouchi Katsuya/Kaiba Seto Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Tags: Alternate Universe - Yakuza, Organized Crime, Internal Conflict, Power Imbalance, Power Dynamics, Blood and Torture, Gun Violence, Hurt/Comfort, Sex as Coping Mechanism, Unhealthy Relationships, Trauma Bonding, Codependency, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Explicit Sexual Content, Degradation, Masochism, Impact Play, Asshole Spanking, Anal Sex, Barebacking, Breeding Kink, Sex Toys, Rough Sex, Painful Sex, Mild Painplay, Punishment, Cock & Ball Torture, Mild Breathplay, Come Feeding, Praise Kink, Under-negotiated Kink, Somnophilia, Sexting, Dick Pics, Semi-Public Sex, Workplace Sex, Light Bondage, Nipple Play, Nipple Clamps, Mildly Dubious Consent, Sounding

As discontent swells amongst the Aoryu-kai's ranks, those wishing to seize power for themselves emerge. They threaten everything—Kaiba's leadership position, the tiny sliver of peace Jounouchi's managed to carve out for himself, and whatever tenuous bond exists between the two of them.

Will saving Kaiba's hide save Jounouchi too? Or is this finally his chance to escape from under the kumicho's thumb?

Read Chapter 5 on AO3 Series Masterlist

Saruwatari dropped his pipe with a clatter, kneeling to unlock the chains from the hook fastened to the ground. Sobbing quietly, the beaten man collapsed on the ground and curled in a fetal position as soon as Fuguta released his hold. He wouldn't walk under his own strength any time soon. Instead, Saruwatari looped his burly arms under his armpits and dragged him out, leaving a grisly red trail in their wake. Fuguta said nothing and produced a handkerchief. With the demeanor of a waiter cleaning spilled food, he wiped up the spots of blood on the tabletop. Hirano watched everything transpire with saucer eyes, his face further blanching. His body further locked up when Seto turned his gaze on him. "Sit."

[whack-patty]

So guess who completely forgot that chocolate milk and strawberry milk is such a big internet thing and made a poll in the heat of the moment and now my inbox is full of T H E funniest tags but also now i can't find any of the non chocolate/strawberry milk debate stuff in the chocolate/strawberry milk flood i am drowning in

GOOD GOLLY

[a-mere-dream]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Liǔ Qīnggē & Yuè Qīngyuán Characters: Yuè Qīngyuán, Liǔ Qīnggē Additional Tags: Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Yue Qingyuan's Shizun Slander, Scars, Hurt/Comfort, YQYweekend, Pre-Canon Summary:

The knife gleamed in the lantern’s light as it laid on the table, still quivering slightly from where Yue Qingyuan had put it on the table with perhaps a little too much force.

“I… what?” Liu Qingge asked.

“I couldn’t reach my back on my own,” Yue Qingyuan repeated, and his smile didn’t falter for a moment. His hands did not shake. “Surely Liu-shidi would be willing to assist?”

(Or, Yue Qingyuan's Shizun has ideas about what must be done in order to rid Yue Qingyuan of his scars.)

[fairybluedreams]

Hi y'all! Here is my finals campaign on why you should vote for Nani Pelekai in the @eldest-sibling-tournament today!!

Edited to add***

Poll just dropped vote Nani today!

https://www.tumblr.com/eldest-sibling-tournament/712608371217481728/eldest-sister-tournament-final-round

[kitti-lee]

I finished it!!!!

What started as self-indulgent angst ended up being almost 11k words and a rollercoaster of emotions, enjoy!

Also I think I’ve burnt myself out now rip

[wordybee]

Saw the tags and agreed on the Marvel media. Like, I wasn't surprised they'd do cross overs, but I was hoping they'd be one-offs and had learned from their mistake in comics. Instead it really is a matter of character reduction and trying to capitalize on "hey, we have your blorbo in here; don't you wanna see what happens to your blorbo for two minutes of screen time?" And I just kind of shake my head.

I can't tell if the MCU turning into the same sort of continuity chaos as found in the comics is poetic or ironic. Or maybe it's just inevitable. But it's certainly something, and not something I want to force my brain to deal with.

Agreed, anon! And thank you for the message.

[itstimetodrew]

OPEN THE POST. STOP HAVING IT BE CLOSED.

[obeymeow]

being neurodivergent is all fun and games until you remember those hourly quote bots on twitter and think well maybe I can't make a bot anymore but I could schedule a few quotes a day, that shouldn't be hard. it sounds fun to have a bunch of quotes of my favorite character Thirteen from hit mobile game Obey Me! and its sequel Obey Me! Nightbringer. and then you think about how arduous collecting the quotes is going to be but she's only been in the games for maybe a year and a half with little screentime and you love collecting things so you start but then you remember that you love collecting things so naturally you have ALL of her screentime in the game and suddenly you have 45k characters of quotes and are several lessons into season 4 (which is truly a trial in and of itself) but not nearly close enough to the end but you refuse to just stop collecting the quotes and make the account with the EXCESS of what you have already because you literally only have season 4 to get through and if you don't do it just seeing the bot (because now you've been informed you can make tumblr bots instead) will haunt you with that knowledge even if nobody else would ever know. this is a general anecdote of a situation that could easily happen to anyone though and not in any way related to my life

[lex-feldz]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Rachel Elizabeth Dare/Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase/Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase & Percy Jackson, Percy Jackson & Frank Zhang, Sally Jackson/ Paul Blofis (mentioned), Sally Jackson/ Gabe Ugliano (mentioned), Grover Underwood/Juniper (mentioned) Characters: Sally Jackson (mentioned), Paul Blofis (mentioned), Piper McLean (mentioned), Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson), Percy Jackson Additional Tags: Abusive Relationships, please beware, Reader Beware, please if you are sensitive, do not read, i might be dramatic but i dont want someone to have a meltdown over my fic, it was written for me, it is completely self indulgent, Apologies, I Am Sorry, song: Bad Omens (5SOS), Song: Not In The Same Way (5SOS) Summary:

Percy is in an unhealthy relationship.

Please read the tags and the notes.

[cheese-water]

My favorite thing about a post of mine vaguely mcyt related getting popular is when a certain group of fans, who have absolutely no shame in showing who they choose to support, likes and reblogs, and I have absolutely no shame in blocking them on sight 👍

It’s like a game of among us but instead of imposters being good at the game, they support groomers.

[shinkei-shinto]

this is closest to the safest place I have to vent (there are no safe spaces anymore lmao, hate the new internet) so excuse the vent in the tags.