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shadowofroses · 1 month ago
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Another idea...and extremely cute one. (Something I realize I've been doing as why I choose to sleep on a couch than a bed) Reader carries a large travel bag, completely full, round etc. Vash doesn't question what's in it till one day when he gets shoved and realizes how soft he bag is? He's confused. Reader always insists on getting a separate room etc.And they seem to get flustered when Vash asks what it is. Reader tells him not to worry about it. They don't want him thinking they are childish for whats inside the bag.
However one time they are stuck sharing a room, Vash of course offers the bed, but Reader shakes their head. The couch is better for them. Which Makes no sense to Vash. The bed is better than a couch. Right?
Then Reader sleeps with their back to the back of the couch, has a full on fluffy blanket a few pillows making more or less a nest around them, and a stuffed animal. Vash almost falls on the floor, but its cute. "Mayfly what are you doing?" Its the first time he's called you this, and he's just as stunned when it came out of his mouth, a light blush on his face as he tries not to chuckle but has a stupid grin.
Sleeping against back of the couch, with stuffed animals, pillows, tricks your mind into thinking you're being snuggled into, spooned whatever. You're lonely and didn't want to assume he'd be okay with doing that. So artificial snuggling.
Vash instead just scoops you up and everything else you have placing you on the bed to snuggle with you.
Only to learn he stole your stuffed animal...that bastard... /lh
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greentrickster · 1 year ago
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Daughter of fantasy villains decides to rebel against her parents by actually going through with her arranged marriage to a local golden retriever of a prince instead of running off with some local villain-to-be or conquering said golden retriever’s kingdom and ruling it solo like her parents expect her to. Plus, sue her, she’s into the clean-cut earnest look.
At the same time, local prince charming discovers that he’s actually very into the gothic fiance his parents have landed him with in order to try and establish peace with the local evil lair down the lane, he would never have guessed a spiderweb pattern could look so fetching on a ball gown...?
Meanwhile, two pairs of parents in a tizzy because they both expected their offspring to whole-heartedly reject this union and give them an excuse to conquer their goody-two-shoes/evil neighbours, they’re not supposed to actually like each other-!
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alfheimr · 4 months ago
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you feel real to me.
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demaparbat-hp · 5 months ago
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Izumi of Jang Hui died young. She was sixteen and unwed. A kind child, protective and lonely—thus unfit for this world.
Izumi of Jang Hui was murdered. The Painted Lady was born out of hatred and grief. Her skin is painted red with the patterns of her scars. Her home is the river where the Dark Water Spirit dwells—he who found her, drowned and beautiful.
Build shrines by the river and pray for her good will. Harm her land or people and pray for mercy.
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hanafubukki · 1 year ago
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You must have really ticked off someone in your past life.
There was no other explanation.
Because how else would you explain your current situation?
Not only had you somehow ended up in the past, which your mind was still trying to make sense.
The past, not a dream, but the past.
You stared at the person in front of you before looking towards your hands.
If it was anyone else, you would have an inkling of how to deal with them.
General Lilia, done, been there and survived his dream self and know his future cute self very well.
Baul Zigvolt…you would eventually wear him down like you did his grandson.
Hell even with Meleanor Draconia, you would somehow be able to deal with her. If dealing with Malleus and Lilia’s dream world gave any indication.
But this…
A glass came into view.
“Here, have some water.”
You numbly took the glass that was offered to you, barely glancing up.
You took a sip and the man in front of you nodded his head in that oh so familiar manner that almost had you choking on water. It made your heart ache at the familiar actions.
He turned back around to talk to his colleague.
This man?
Well, he was the Knight of Dawn of course.
…of course.
You were fucking screwed.
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Part 2 and Part 3 (each part takes place after some time has passed) or can be read as a stand-alone.
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batcavescolony · 18 days ago
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I see a lot of people upset about William Kaplan being dead and no one mourning him cus Billy stole his body and I just don't see it that way. The kid in Wanda Vision is Billy Maximoff, The teenager at the Bar Mitzvah is William Kaplan, the Teen that got taken to the hospital after the wreck is neither and both Billy Maximoff and William Kaplan. That Teen went home with the abilities of Billy Maximoff, to the home of William Kaplan, with memories of neither and lived there for three years. He cares about Rebecca and Jeff, he lied to the to protect them from pain, they are his parents. He wants to find Tommy, he has magical powers, he wants to know who he is. All of these things are true. I wouldn't say William Kaplan is dead he just doesn't remember, like Agatha wasn't dead when he was Agnes, she just didn't remember.
#its fully possible the witches road will give Teen both his memories back cus thats the thing he's missing. making him not William Kaplan#and not Billy Maximoff but Billy Kaplan a mix of the two.#agatha all along#agatha harkness#billy kaplan#william kaplan#billy maximoff#and to all the people pissed that he isn't finding Wanda. womp womp this is about his brother and if you looked you would have seen that.#rumor has it Tommy will be in Vision Quest right? Tommy has to be set up somewhere! he doesn't have magic. and why would they bring back#THE SCARLETT WITCH in a marvel tv show? that's a huge moment they want that sucker for a movie.#marvel#jeff kaplan#rebecca kaplan#also for people up set e6 was billy focused.... yeah mcu projects have set ups for other projects.#even Moon Knight set up Wearwolf by knight. then She Hulk and spiderman had a set up for Daredevil. wandavision set up for Agatha All Along#and the Marvels. Mrs Marvel had a set up for The Marvels. thats kinda how the mcu works its a conected story#teen agatha all along#in the show it shows he doesn't actually remember tommy if he didn't he wouldn't have had to find Ralph. he was surprised wanda had twins#named billy and tommy and that one could read mind while the other was a speedster. all he knows about tommy is that he can feel him#and hes missing.#he probably doesn't know what tommy looks like or sounds like or acts all he know is he can feel him MIA and wants him back.#.........#im back. i also see people stiching that one scene with for lack of better term Teen looking in the mirror going I am William Kaplan and#taking it as Billy adjusting to the body hes in now. one even calling him the monster inhabiting Williams body. and i dont think that it.#he doesn't remember being Billy Maximoff OR William Kaplan. again calling him Teen. Teen is looking in the mirror at a body and face that is#completely alien to him because it is! he has amnesia. he's looking in a mirror with no idea who is looking at him not because hes Billy but#because its no one at that moment hes nothing. he has no idea who he is at all. all he know is thats his body his name is William and his#parents and worried and he know that cus he can read minds. thats it nothing else
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lemoniiiiiii · 1 month ago
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"looks like you need another dye job..." you say softly, examining kai's hair. his chestnut roots had begun to overtake his faded blue hair, the color almost resembling a light purple.
he had his face situated in your chest, arms fitted around your waist like he was afraid to let you go. to any outsider you'd look like a normal couple. and at one point you were. a time feeling so far, so different from the present chaos you weren't even sure if it was real.
kai's behavior was purely self-serving. you were just a stress ball, a toy for him to fidget with, holding off his descent into madness. none of this meant anything... at least to him.
but as you watched the cult leader, his eyes closed, expression tense even in his resting state, the impulse to soothe him grew. he was just so angry... all the time. he never really had the opportunity in life to be anything but.
"why d'you stop?..." kai muttered, the tone of his voice resembling a grunt.
broken out of your thoughts, your eyes focused onto the sight of your fingers tangled in his stringy locks. you had been unconsciously massaging his head, touching him without permission, for who knows how long.
"i.." you exhaled, fear taking the air out of your body. you were lost at what to do next. kai loved to play mind games. was he taunting you? about to punish you for crossing boundaries?
suddenly, kai's hand wrapped itself around your wrist firmly, sensing you pulling away. betraying the fear he had instilled into you, you took a breath and returned to running your fingers through his hair, seeing the wrinkles in his face slowly dissipate and his body relax against yours.
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tags (ask to be added or removed anytime!): @fear-is-truth @juliamaximoff @jazz-berry @violetsghosts @quickreider @tiffysdeath
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baravaggio · 2 years ago
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Nana x "Where is My Place in the World? Early Shōjo Manga Portrayals of Lesbianism" by Fujimoto Yukari (tr. Lucy Fraser)
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horse-surgeon-barbie · 11 months ago
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maybe we STOP playing house ,, we're not good at it
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phoenixcatch7 · 5 months ago
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Oh yeah story idea: percy Jackson reaches his emotional/mental limits) (annabeth gets knocked down during a huge fight and nearly gets killed) and goes absolutely ape. We're talking hurricanes, earthquakes, a zillion exploding water sources, blood bending, poison bending, pounding rain, the works.
And it starts to kill him. Like eating too much ambrosia, his mortal body is burning up, too much power too quickly.
But through sheer force of will and the amount of divine energy he's putting out, he keeps clinging on as his body crumbles to ash, divine power building stronger and stronger and higher and higher.
And he accidentally brute forces his way into godhood.
And what would have been a true power reveal and two deaths, Percy being punished for his strength ala Frank, abruptly becomes a pseudo divine political drama, with percy at risk of any dozen horrific fates the frenzied council are slinging around (minus poseidon, who is also frenzied but unwilling to let his newly immortal son die) whilst dealing with all the ramifications of divinity and the new social strata of the immortal pantheon (and EVERYONE having opinions), all while trying to get back home.
But Annabeth survives because of it, so he can't really complain.
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cell151 · 2 months ago
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Random depressing Signalis idea I probably won't explore in writing (yet): Replikas recognize Corrupted Replikas as their significant other.
A Star finds a corrupted Storch bashing it's head against a wall. The Star moves to take aim at it, making a noise in the process and thus alerting the mostly blind Replika to its presence. The Star braces for an assault but it never comes. The Storch stands there, facing her direction but not acting. Star is confused but then it dawns on her.
"Zwei?"
The Storch lets out a mournful cry and starts thrashing its beak around. Star tries to calm it down, taking hold of its beak and speaking softly to what was once Zwei. The Storch calms down but continues to make a low crying noise. Star gently strokes its beak and tries to give comfort to her friend who has been corrupted almost beyond recognition.
A Eule ventures out into the corridor to find rations but instead runs into a corrupted Star who pursues her. The Eule makes a mistake in not going immediately back into her safe haven and tries a different door but alas the card reader doesn't work. Her path is now blocked by the advancing Star, baton in hand. The Eule falls to the floor and cowers in terror, closing her eyes and awaiting the end.
But it doesn't come. Opening her eyes she sees the corrupted Star kneeling on the floor in front of her. It has dropped its baton and was reaching a hand out towards the Eule.
The Eule reaches out and gently takes it. Its then she sees the number on what was left of the Protektor unit's shell: STAR 1745.
"Eda?"
The Star can't vocally respond but instead squeezes her hand. The Eule moves closer and tries to lift the veil that formed over the Protektor's face but is prevented as the Star's other hand stops her. The Eule shakes her head in disbelief in what has happened to her friend. She throws herself upon the corrupted Replika and hugs it. The Star sits there motionless.
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joshuamj · 4 months ago
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been scribbling out some little comics for my EoW!Zelda Impersonates Link AU!
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wheres-hoid · 3 months ago
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This is an RE: Dracula (Bloody FM) appreciation post 💕💕
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tartetasin · 3 months ago
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Persistence of Memory
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rustchild · 10 months ago
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one of the wild things about people’s stubborn insistence on misunderstanding The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas is that the narrator anticipates an audience that won’t engage with the text, just in the opposite direction. Throughout the story are little asides asking what the reader is willing to believe in. Can you believe in a utopia? What if I told you this? What about this? Can you believe in the festivals? The towers by the sea? Can we believe that they have no king? Can we believe that they are joyful? Does your utopia have technology, luxury, sex, temples, drugs? The story is consulting you as it’s being told, framed as a dialogue. It literally asks you directly: do you only believe joy is possible with suffering? And, implicitly, why?
the question isn’t just “what would you personally do about the kid.” It isn’t just an intricate trolley problem. It’s an interrogation of the limits of imagination. How do we make suffering compulsory? Why? What futures (or pasts) are we capable of imagining? How do we rationalize suffering as necessary? And so on. In all of the conversations I’ve seen or had about this story, no one has mentioned the fact that it’s actively breaking the fourth wall. The narrator is building a world in front of your eyes and challenging you to participate. “I would free the kid” and then what? What does the Omelas you’ve constructed look like, and why? And what does that say about the worlds you’re building in real life?
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multifandomgirl08 · 1 year ago
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Sugar Daddy!Daniel Ricciardo x Fem!Reader Headcanon
A/N: New possible story idea. I'm just trying to see where I can take this idea from here. This is really just story set up.
This is inspired by me cleaning out things from old Pinterest boards
The Arrangement Masterlist
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You used to be a big party girl when you were in college.
You were in Vegas on vacation with a group of friends when your roommate said that she would be going out for the night to have dinner with this guy.
The next morning you found her back in the hotel room with a stack of hundreds stuffed in a yellow envelope.
She told you about her dinner with this older guy. He had money, was well-connected, and paid her to spend time with him.
It all seemed perfect.
So the next night she went out with him, she invited you along.
And that was how you met Daniel.
He was sitting at the bar and you started talking to him.
Daniel didn't know what a sugar baby was when he met you.
You thought that he did.
You were quite embarrassed when your friend came up to you asking him how much he was willing to pay you for the time you had spent together in the restaurant.
You could see the color leave his face.
"Are you?" He started to ask.
You just nodded playing it cool before muttering, "A sugar baby."
You weren't really a sugar baby, at least he didn't know that you weren't.
You could see his shoulders relax just a bit.
Your friend ended up pulling you away from him and you didn't see him the rest of the night.
One of your friends ends up letting you borrow a dress to go out to some expensive restaurant on the strip the next night.
And you saw Daniel again. He's with a large group of people. Your eyes connected in the low lighting of the room.
Halfway through your dinner when you're on your way to the bathroom you end up bumping into him.
He asks for your number.
You figure that he'll have it and never text you because some guys are like that.
Instead, the day that you are back in your apartment unpacking from your trip you get a text from him.
Look, I don't know what a sugar baby does aside from a few weird stories that I've heard from some friends but would you be willing to try with me?
You contemplate not texting him back before showing the text to your roommate.
She encourages you to go for it. It's easy money and you get a free meal out of it at least if it goes wrong.
It takes a few weeks before you have the chance to meet up with Daniel.
Your friend gave you a small list of things to bring up with him.
Allowance, things that you were willing to do and not, and how often you would see one another.
It was a lot to try and remember while she gave you one of her more expensive dresses from the back of her closet, and let you borrow a vintage Chanel bag that her own sugar daddy bought her.
Once you are at dinner, you find that it's easy to talk to him.
It's not awkward at all, you ordered food and were sipping on the wine that he had chosen before he brought it up.
"So, I figured we'd talk about that sugar babe thing or whatever."
You put your fork down before looking up at him again.
He told you he didn't know what he was doing, and you didn't either.
"Maybe we can keep doing this... going out to dinners and you going with me to events. I'll pay for it, hotel, clothes, shoes. We'll make a schedule or something..." He's quick to offer.
It doesn't sound exactly like what your roommate has, but it sounds similar. Her sugar daddy pays for her half of the rent, and the allowance he gives her goes to paying off her college tuition and buying herself things that you never noticed were in her closet until recently.
"I'm not really looking for anything more than this right now." He says.
So, you agreed to what he was offering and spent the dinner getting to know him better.
You find out that he was a Formula 1 driver and was currently without a seat for the next year.
You told him you didn't know what that was.
"Drive To Survive, it's on Netflix."
You would have to use your roommate's Netflix when you got back to the apartment and found out what he was talking about.
You told him that you were in your last year of college and a bit about your major.
When you get home you end up watching the first season of Drive To Survive, and when you see Daniel on your TV you can't help but be a little shocked, he seems so confident in front of the camera but with you is very reserved.
It was a few months later when you noticed that things were changing, but you still talked to Daniel the same amount.
He started getting more comfortable sending you things like flowers or he offered to pay for your textbooks before sending you a check that was more than your textbooks would have cost.
You were in between semesters when Daniel asked if you would be interested in spending your summer break with him.
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