#short lil intro for the series

[sukunasbow]

𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 - ( 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐫 ! )

synopsis -> in which you finally meet the most popular guy at your college !

warnings -> modern!au, college!au, football!player!eren!au, not proof read atm, ib this !

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You let out a tired sigh, leaning on the counter, resting your head on your hands, waiting for someone to walk in. It’s been a long day, lots of people entering and leaving your store. It’s always like this on game day, college students wanting to get alcohol or snacks. Now that the game’s over, and you’re still not sure who won, it’s empty again, simply quiet and peaceful. You grab your phone and starting scrolling through TikTok, liking random videos. Suddenly, you get a text. “Got plans tonight?” The text reads from Armin. “Nah. Why?” You reply. He’s typing, momentarily stopping. “Our team is having a little after party, you’re welcome to come.” Your phone dings. “Wish I could, I have to work.” You send back. Turning your phone off, you place it back on the counter. Armin is also on the football team. You usually avoid hanging out with the guys on the team, as they all lack brain cells, but he’s an exception, as he’s actually super smart and thoughtful. You met him while you were in the library, requesting his help to find a certain book. “Yoooo!” You break out of your trance when you hear a deep voice yell, barging into your store, a group of guys following. They’re on the team as well, the specific group you avoid. “Hey.” You mumble, looking away and grabbing a chocolate bar from the rack on the counter, opening it and starting to eat it, distracting yourself from them. Looking up, you meet one of their stares. He raises his eyebrows and quickly looks away, grabbing a bag of Taki’s and turning back to face his friends. “We good.” One of them says, “Hurry.” He rushes them towards the register. “What’s good?” Another one asks you as they all place their food and drinks down on the counter. “Nothing much, you?” You ask him, ringing all the stuff up. “I’m doing fucking amazing right now! We won!” The guy laughs, smacking his hand down on the counter. “Oh, for real? Nice.” You smile, placing everything in a bag. The same guy that was staring at you earlier cuts in, “We’re about to go to the after party, you wanna come?” He questions you. “Thanks for the offer, I gotta stay here.” You hand him the bag and he shrugs, motioning for his friends to leave the store. “Hopefully I’ll see you again.” He calls out, the door closing behind him. “Yeah, aight.” You shake your head, talking to yourself and laughing at him.

[sugarskies]

The Deca S1E1: Pilot || Recorded Changes

Rephrased sentences throughout the chapter.

Rewrote the majority of select passages.

Changed instances of passive voice to active.

Modified conversation regarding Lungin.

Corrected typos.

Changed “pills” to “food bars” for accuracy.

Added dialogue for Magnus and Mortimus.

Added further Rallennia thoughts.

Added "steal the lunch lady" line, etc.

Added dialogue for Mortimus and Millennia.

Final Word Count: +5

for those wondering why i'm revising i also want to quickly share this beautifully ironic highlight from the original version of the chapter:

He lowered his head closer to the paper, re-reading his work to make sure that he hadn’t made any stupid mistakes. “To be fair, you did just randomly start taking while I was working.”

me in 2018 really wrote "don't make any stupid mistakes" and immediately proceeded to make and publish a stupid mistake

[temis-de-leon]

Love potion and Obey Me - Intro

So, I have finals in a few days, but I had to write this because: 1. Otherwise I would've forgot about it and 2. I wanted to give you a lil something until I can write the actual parts next week.

Characters: Solomon x reader

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3

Masterlist

CW: this will be all fluff and light. The intro has Solomon x reader tags because they're the only characters here, but they have no romantic interactions. All the cast (minus Mephisto, Raphael and Thirteen, I'm afraid) will appear in the next 3 parts, just like in the pick me girls series

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There was mischief in Solomon's eyes when he offered to teach you how to brew a love potion, which made you stare at him in silence, waiting for a convincing explanation, but he just smiled and looked at you like the only thing he wanted was your education's improvement.

"Why a love potion?"

He tsked in faked disapproval, leaning backwards on the table before taking a vial from one of the cabinets. The liquid was transparent, yet iridescent, and the shimmer inside it danced towards you the moment you took it from Solomon's gentle grasp.

"Love is one of the strongest feelings in all the realms, if not the strongest. Healthy or not, what wouldn't you do for love?"

The vial was warm between your fingers and you briefly wondered what the potion tasted like.

"How does it work?"

"Well..."

He retrieved the potion with a strange look in his face, nostalgia and fondness. Was it memories of his past experiences? The way he had loved? The way he had been loved?

"It depends on the process" he finally said, smiling at your curious gaze. "Think of this as a base: you can get different endings, but the beginning will always be the same"

"What kind of endings?"

"You can strengthen the love between your partner and you or you could make someone fall in love with you, which is... the most popular use"

Yeah, you could imagine that. It felt filthy and lowly, but you could understand the desperation.

"For the first one, you add something that belongs to both parts of the couple, and for the second one..."

"I only add something that belongs to me"

"Very well, MC"

Solomon smiled with pride and you with giddiness.

"To make it stronger, of course you need a stimulant. Young witches use cinnamon, vanilla or paprika and the most experienced ones use infused blood"

"Infused in what?"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves"

You looked at him in exasperation, but he just smiled like the asshole he was. After returning the vial back to its original place, he walked towards a bookshelf in the opposite wall and started searching for something.

"You'll be learning how to brew the base; it may come handy in the future".

After some minutes he gave you a single parchment, edges burnt and writing kinda smudged, but still legible.

"And what if I only want the base?"

Solomon scratched his neck, as if he'd never thought about that option (something you deeply doubted).

"Then it will show only love. Love as it is, no influence"

"What..?"

"Come on, MC, I can't teach you everything!"

"You're literally my teacher"

He hugged you for a short moment before walking you to the door, ignoring every single one of your questions as well as the incompetence of his incomplete answers.

Hours later, alone in your room, you stared at the cauldron on the table.

It didn't look like a liquid; the consistency was... something unique. The smell, however? You could stay in that same spot forever, dunking your face in the cauldron before standing up to cleanse your nostrils and bending down again.

It smelled like him.

What would happen if you drank it? If your skin came in contact with the mixture?

Curiosity became too much for you to handle, so, although begrudgingly, you walked out of your room to wander the halls and clear your mind.

Moments later, someone else showed up at your door.

@hello-gloomy @the-sassiest-toaster @hero-nii-blog @yourlocalyin @elaemae @eliciria @darkflowerav @zarakem @yuuvis32

[batbabydamian]

The Boy Wonder #3 by Juni Ba rambling about how cool this series would be to read in a single sitting...it's all so connected!!

rambles for issue #1 and issue #2!

i don't have as much personal interpretation for this cover besides it being a solid piece of art in shapes and silhouette! ALSO. bi bg lighting lol. Damian's "X" posing of his cape and swords parallels with Tim's "X" chest straps + the Robin emblem in the center. Tim's closed Red Robin wings frames Robin's own outstretched cape wings; and on top of that, the shadows cast inside the wings nicely frames Damian's demon mask.

Joe and Merle's dynamic has been so fun, especially with the mutual enthusiasm over the storytelling 🥺 Joe also opens up about his circumstances that led him to this moment, which perfectly sets up the setting of this issue! Even his very first introduction becomes a relevant detail when a fancy rich couple drops a champagne glass, uncaring of the people literally below them, saying “some poor sap down there’ll appreciate it” when it bonks Joe’s head.

it all comes around!! and tbh this issue proves how much this series would slap to read in a single sitting (GET THE COLLECTED EDITION)

Going beyond first impressions seems to apply to the color palette in this series. From #1 in the first page of Gotham, we see the gold of upper society to the blue of the downtrodden → from issues #2 and #3, it’s the warm gold of inner Gotham to the cold blue of the rich. there’s a sense of community displayed among the poor - even part of Jason’s intro avenging Bill, a generous man mourned on panel by many. The rich gives off a sense of individualism, celebrating themselves and their excess.

With the change in scenery, this issue steps into the more civilian side of things through a spy theme - fancy suits and lil gadget intros! Going down the civilian route with Tim feels very fitting since it's what makes Tim's run as Robin so charming!

i love that Talia’s taught Damian to be conscious of the rich’s effects on society, especially in the following page of small panels zoning in on the details of wealth and overindulgence. but also LIL DAMIAN. HIS LIL ROUND EYES AND HANDS 🥺

Damian’s aware of the facts, and his disgust is clearer after having just been through lower Gotham and seeing firsthand the poverty directly caused by the wealthy (also not sure if that old lady is the same one from #1 with similar hair and clothes, but pls she can't a break…)

i mentioned Damian’s “inciting incident” for this journey to be the intro of a demon for Damian to prove his worth but i’m correcting the use of that term!! the intro of the demon is more the beginning of plot, whereas the actual inciting incident is beheading the thief!! it’s the main reason he’s in this situation where he felt the need to prove himself, and atone. Most notably is that the beheaded thief is a consistent character that quite literally haunts Damian every step of the way.

The statue of Batman’s head being popped off becomes a significant visual, because while Damian started this journey to prove something to Bruce, the only one that really seems to have (quite literal) eyes for Damian’s journey is the thief. Why does he make more of an appearance than the actual Bat? Even his statue’s head doesn’t make a figurative presence; whereas the only one looming over Damian is the thief. Guilt over killing him may be driving him just as much as his desire to be worthy. Alternatively, it could be that Damian needs to reexamine his motivations since the thief is really getting in Damian's face now.

Damian is proud to be a positive influence on Tim, but the moment is short-lived. It’s an ironic moment to me because Damian doesn't even know the impact he's had on Jason just in the previous issue!! 😭

Damian's so desperate to prove his worth, yet he's been making choices in every issue to help others!! Helping the old woman up in #1, being vulnerable with Jason in #2, and now sacrificing himself for Tim!

The Ra’s "Weakness" panel has been reoccurring since #1, but it's the first time Talia has been included. Being great figures in his life and mind, their silhouettes consume Damian's, similar to a few of Batman's appearances below. This latest disappointment was such a blow to Damian, that Talia (who he might have the most respect for) becomes an added voice in his head.

Final thoughts!!

Like Rok, does the thief actually have a connection to the al Ghuls or is this beard just in fashion at the moment.

Lex is clearly referencing one of the Underwell warehouses that Joe and Merle are presently, so wondering if whatever he and Tim discuss here will be affecting them later.

Ending with Talia’s cover for extra hype!! i’ll probably go back to this for the next ramble, but i’m already gearing myself up to wail about Talia just based on this cover. The Mary and Jesus imagery (more prominent with Damian’s lil crown as a “prince”) but most importantly Talia weathering the flames for Damian…her own shroud/shawl wrapped around Damian and burning… oh boy

[tojisun]

call of duty masterlist - series (accumulating drabbles)

oneshots mlists: 01, 02, 03

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short legend:

❦︎ - nsfw

last updated: sep 04, 2024

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- DOES YOUR DADDY KNOW? (dad’s best friend!price) ❦

his favourite brat

meeting his friends

missing you

suburban house

- MY BABY SWINGIN’ (biker!simon)

masterlist

- BIG BOY (simon n his dad bod) ❦

simon n his dad bod ❦

cuddles n tummy kisses

manhandling u cuz u are his lil toy ❦

fuckin u in doggy ❦

tenderness and love ❦

too good for him? (he’s literally perfect!) ❦

just one more ❦

- DOO-BE-DI-BOY (bimbo!reader) ❦

masterlist

- JAWS OF THE MIRROR (weird gf!reader)

intro post

johnny's surprise

johnny's own - goth gf

biting ❦

- WITH THAT GRACE (nun!reader)

intro post

envisioning what he cannot have

dreaming a taste he knows he cannot have ❦

his confession - suggestive ❦

dance with me

- BE MY DADDY TONIGHT (your and simon’s daddy kink)

intro post ❦

his addiction

coaxing it out of you - suggestive ❦

he’s a liar ❦

- HE WHO WE LOVE (soap & reader x simon)

a secret third thing ❦

regrets?

feelings returned & the taste of betrayal ❦

all that he allows of you ❦

greedy

ground zero

and they come leaving

- SUGAR, SPICE, EVERYTHING ON ICE (hockey au)

masterlist

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[woodle-isbae]

Make it rain💸

Farleigh x sugermama!reader

Warnings : Smut implied , Really short

A/n : I mightttt make this into a lil series , think this might js be the intro to it aswell 🙏🏾😔

"Is that all?"

I looked into his brown eyes , holding him as he sat his head between my breast , hands twirling at his curls

"Mabye...should I make us something to eat?"

He hummed at my touch , getting up and out of bed , picking up some of his clothes off the floor before putting it on

"No..I'll ring for someone to bring it up , come back to bed."

He turned to face me , smiling before he slumped down onto me , slipping into the sheets

"Farleigh , I'd like to take you to an even I'm attending this evening...show you off to my friend"

"Oh? So I'm your little trophy?"

"If you want to be seen as such..then yes"

He chuckled at my words , large hands on my waist as he kissed along my neck and collarbone , slipping the strap of my nightgown off my shoulder

"Farleigh , don't you think it's too early?"

"Never too early to spoil you."

[thatshappinessforme]

When We Are Together - Pt. 1 (?)

omg...hi. i'm really here rn. posting this. at nearly 4 am on a monday morning. im nervous. i could vomit. so...this has been in my head for forever. literally. the idea is massive. it extends so far. it's seriously a whole universe in my little brain. it took so long to get the basis of this all out on paper, but, i'm hoping this is a series...a long one. the title isn't going to make much sense right now, but i pinky swear we'll get there eventually. so...without further ado...here she is...(EEK!) (also i have no idea how to set this post up so bear with me lol)

so i guess i just lost my fanfic writing vcard💌

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word count: 2.4k

cw: just a little swearing, maybe a bit of bad writing, also maybe typos?? might be a little boring because it’s mostly to just like set the scene idk? (eventually the plan is to have a lil smut or smth but this really is just an intro lol)

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The day starts as usual. You wake up to the sound of your alarm and your roommate’s hair dryer blaring through the thin walls of your Brooklyn walk-up. With a groan, you peel yourself out of the warmth of your bed, go to your desk, and open your laptop, holding onto a shred of delusional hope that one of your classes might be canceled for today; they rarely are…but you can’t blame a girl for being an optimist. 

You scroll through your inbox, refreshing, and refreshing – you really don’t want to go to class today. Blame the essay you’d procrastinated that you’d spent all of last night speed-writing. Blame senioritis. Blame the unpaid music publicity internship that you’d been letting eat up your time in hopes of scoring a good job. Blame the frigid snow and ice that seem to be taunting you from outside your window. But, luckily it’s a Friday.

You refresh your inbox one last time, just for good measure. And, something actually comes in. But, it’s not from one of your professors. It’s from some company named “Dirty Hit.”

You raise an eyebrow and open the email, thinking it must be something related to one of the countless jobs you’ve applied for in the last few weeks, preparing for graduation at the end of the semester.

Y/N,

I’m a representative with one of our bands here at Dirty Hit. We’re really impressed with your work and have an opportunity we’d love to discuss with you, if you have a free moment this week at some point. Are you based out of New York? Get back to us when you can. We’re looking forward to hearing from you.

Best,

The Dirty Hit Team

“That’s weird,” you whisper to yourself, reading the short, ominous email over and over again. It’s not everyday that a label reaches out to a random college student to work with them. You’re not really sure what they could possibly be impressed with. You’ve just done minor PR internship work with underground bands from the east coast – that’s not exactly impressive. It sure as hell doesn’t warrant an email.

“Y/N?,” you hear one of your roommates and best friend, Vivian, call from outside your door before walking in, not bothering to knock. The two of you are close, almost like sisters at this point. In some ways, you’re exactly the same person, but in others your polar opposites. She’s a little bit more outgoing than you are, but she always helps to get you out of your shell. “Do you think I can get this guy I’m talking to into the venue tomorrow night? It’s just at The Soundwave, right?,” she asks, plopping down on the corner of your bed. 

Shit. You completely forgot you signed up for an open mic tonight. You’d been playing your songs at small bars in Brooklyn and Manhattan for the past year or so. Songwriting had always been a bit of a hobby for you. So when you’re a broke college student in one of the most expensive cities in the world, you just find tricks to get you and your friends to do fun things for free. You’d learned a while back that performing at open mics usually meant you and your friends could get into bars and clubs without having to pay a cover, so you’d been spending your weekends doing that for a while. It’s all for fun. Sure, you like performing and put a lot into your songwriting, but pursuing it isn’t even quite a dream for you. You have an impending college degree you’ve worked your ass off for. In every sense of the word, music was a hobby for you. 

“Yeah, it shouldn’t be a problem. He might have to pay the cover, but it’s not like it’s the sort of thing where people buy tickets. You know the drill. But, obviously you’re my plus one, so no cover for you,” you nod, still staring at your laptop screen.

“What are you staring at, over there? Everything okay?,” she asks, getting up and moving to stand over your shoulder at your desk. You move your head a little so she can get a good look at the words on your screen. You watch her face as she reads the email, her lips dancing on each of the syllables as you watch her process it. “Dirty Hit? What the hell is that? Sounds like a porn company. Impressed with your work? Do you have a booming, secret OnlyFans I’m unaware of?,” she jokes. 

I laugh and playfully nudge her arm. “No, no,” you giggle, “It’s a record label, I think. I’ve heard the name thrown around a few times at my internship. I think they’re kinda big.” You tab over and do a quick Google search. Immediately, a sea of popular artists and bands pop up under the label.

“Holy shit. Beabadoobee? Bleachers? The 19 fucking 75? I have their fuckin’ poster on my wall. They’re cool as shit,” she reads over your shoulder. “I mean, I have no idea what they could possibly want from me. My resumè isn’t all that impressive. Sure, I’m planning on going into music PR, but there’s no reason why I would stand out against someone who has like…an actual career under their belt,” you ramble, trying to make sense of the 67 words in haunting your inbox. 

There’s a long pause, both of you trying aimlessly to make sense of the email. “Well, you’re gonna email them back, right?,” she eventually asks. You take breath, starting a reply to the email, leaving your cell phone number.

You try to focus on anything other than waiting for a reply. You do your best not to let your mind wander into the what-ifs, but as soon as you get done with your lectures for the day, you check your phone for any response.

Y/N,

Thanks for getting back to us so quickly. The band and management is also in New York for the next few months for a project. We would give you more information over email, but much of the matter is highly confidential. We have a studio space at Electric Lady in Greenwich Village that we could meet at, if that works for you. I know it is rather short notice, but could you meet this evening at some point? Let us know.

Best,

The Dirty Hit Team

You quickly reply to the email on your walk back from campus, confirming the meeting for later this evening. You get back to your apartment and practically tear apart your closet trying to figure out what the hell to wear. You know it’s a business meeting, but it’s also for some mystery band. You don’t want to dress unprofessionally, but you also don’t want to seem uptight. You decide on a black mini skirt with tights and a chunky black turtleneck sweater. You finish primping and step into Vivian’s room, practically out of breath from all the outfits you’ve tried on and scrapped.

“Okay, if you were a band looking for…a PR representative…? Would you hire me?,” you ask her, standing in front of her bed as she looks up from her phone. She looks you up and down and grins, “Of course I would, Y/N. You look great,” she reassures you, sensing you’re anxious, “So, you really think this is just a PR gig?”

“I mean, yeah. What else could it possibly be? It couldn’t be my music. I’m not even on any streaming platforms; I don’t promote it at all,” you say with certainty. She shrugs and smiles, before wishing you the best of luck as you head out the door.

You get on the subway and head to Electric Lady. The train has always been one of your favorite parts about living in New York for college. Putting your pink headphones on, looking out the window into the catacombs that stretch throughout the city, people watching. It’s where you did your best thinking. 

You get off the train and walk through the streets, your headphones on and your music blasting, only interrupted occasionally by Google Maps telling you where to turn and such. Eventually the robotic voice in your ear says “Arrived” and you look over your right shoulder…here it is. You're right on time. You go to open the doors, pushing on them gently; must still be locked. You sigh, assuming that its to be expected. That this is simply upholding a prophecy of some sort that the band and music-industry-folk run behind…until you hear a laugh.

“It’s a pull,” you hear a man’s voice call out with a slight chuckle. From just those three words, you’ve determined that he has one of the thickest English accents you’d ever heard. You look over your left shoulder and see a man leaning up against the wall of the studio smoking a cigarette. “What?,” you ask, confused as you look over to him. He has a hood on and you can’t make out his face, or what he was trying to tell you. “The doors. It says right on them. ‘PULL,’” he chuckles, tossing his cigarette to the ground and putting it out with his Adidas sneaker, walking over to you. “Oh, um, thanks, I’m an idiot. I almost gave up,” you chuckle, pulling the door open this time. The man follows you into the studio, holding the door open once you tug on it. You look back over your shoulder to thank him for holding the door, the first time he’s been close enough for you to make out his face; Christ, it’s Matty Healy.

“I know who you are,” he says to you with a cheeky grin as he starts walking into the back of the studio. You just stand there near the doorway, the gust of cigarette-scented, cold January air lingering around you. You’re perplexed, to say the least. He keeps walking down the hall before finally turning over his shoulder, “You’re just gonna stand there? You have a meeting. Wouldn’t be very professional of you to stand us up,” he teases dryly. You blink a few times before nodding, following him, still in a bit of disbelief that this was the band that had some sort of ‘interest’ in you.

He shows you into a studio in the back. Once he opens the door, there are four other men sitting there, three that you also recognize from your roommate’s wall. The other, a bit older, more professional looking. 

“Y/N! I’m Jamie, I manage these blokes. Thank you so much for agreeing to come meet with us today. I know everything was rather vague on the emails, but…we had to keep it that way. But, now that you’re here, let's talk, yeah? Are you familiar with The 1975?,” the older man asks you, in a super friendly manner as you sit down on a plush chair in the corner of the room. Every eye in the room is glued to you. The air is almost sticky with anticipation. You take a deep breath and try to slap on the most composed, thoughtful, professional smile you can manage.

“Um, yes! Of course,” you nod, tucking a stray strand of your hair behind your ear, “I’m actually a fan of you all. Really, I listen to your stuff with my friends – you’re fantastic.”

“Good, good. We’re glad to hear it,” he grins, looking around at the boys who also all look to be pleased. Even though everyone’s eyes are on you, you feel Matty's specifically, practically burning a hole in the side of your head as he stands, still leaning in the doorway.

“We’re impressed with you, Y/N. So, I’m just going to get on with it. George went to a little bar in Bushwick last month and sent us a video he took of you singing one of your originals…you’re bloody fantastic. We’re going on tour this summer. We want to do something a little different this time with our opener. We want to build someone from the ground up. You’re it. We want you. What do you say? You interested?,” he explains with a wide grin, his tone casual like he didn’t just tell you the craziest shit you’ve ever heard. 

Jamie’s words hit you in slow motion. You look around the room, the air moving from feeling sticky to feeling ice cold, jolting you awake. “I’m sorry…what the actual fuck did you just say?,” you blurt out blankly, any ounce of composure you may have had completely gone. 

You immediately catch yourself, your language, your lack of professionalism, though, “Oh my god, I’m sorry. I…that just came out of my mouth…I-,” your face goes bright red as you desperately try to correct yourself.

The room erupts in laughter, the men you recognize from Viv’s poster nearly barreling over off the sofa. Jamie’s jaw on the floor as he howls, slapping the table in front of him. You look over your shoulder to see that Matty’s still in the doorway, and he’s just standing there with his arms crossed, shaking his head at you with a shit-eating grin.

“Oh, I think we’re gonna get along quite well with this one,” he remarks, licking his lips, weirdly impressed with your mispeakings.

You can’t help but sigh softly and shake your own head when he looks at you like that; something in you shifting as if he’s the only person in the room; as if he was the only person who'd ever laid eyes on you; as if he was the only person ever. As if, the offer you got just moments before wasn’t the most absurd thing that had ever happened to you. As if you didn’t need to thoroughly think this all over. As if you could make the decision right now.

You look back over to Jamie, who’s still chuckling. Before you can give yourself the time to overthink, you swing one of your legs over the other, lean back into the chair and smirk, “Jamie, where the hell do I sign?” 

…and this is how it starts.

[sliceoflifeshepard]

New lil Intro post since I found some things out about myself and I'm comfortable sharing:

Hi I'm Hal, or Ash Shepard (call me Shepard)

I'm 27, non-binary asexual

autistic

I'm British.

My favourite hobbies are Diamond Painting, Video Games, Crochet, Reading and Writing

My favourite book series is Skulduggery Pleasant

My favourite movies are the Pirates Of The Caribbean movies

My favourite musical is Little Shop Of Horrors

My favourite Video Game Series is Mass Effect, followed by Xenoblade Chronicles

I'm a big Lilo And Stitch fan

Luigi is the best character of the Mario Universe

Latias is my favourite Pokemon

On to writing wise:

I mainly write fantasy adult novels/screenplays/short stories ect that cover Angels, Demons, Gods, Reapers and the Humans that have to cope with them and work with them ( I write other stuff too but you get the idea)

I love murder mysteries, young adult, all types of fantasy and many more things. I'll read anything so if you wanna reach out and let me read something, I'm your pal

I handwrite my wips cause it's easier on me to get thoughts and words down

I wrote 4 wips in 2022 back to back and it caused a writers block

My highest word count on a draft goes to Raising Hell draft 2 with 70k

My Wips (only some, I have so many)

Terraclaw

Speechless

Raising Hell

Not You

Wildlands

Scars Of Fate

Trials and Tribulations

With God As My Witness

I'd love to get to know you!

[yeahspider]

THE INTRO

Ve’s note - the first installment in the sdp interlude series featuring yang jeongin !! mentions of alcohol and weed . nsfw mdni . barely proofread (this is my first time writing in chapter form so bare with me bees ) ik this is a lil short but it’s just the prologue !! enjoy !!

as usual you regret coming to this party . some random hookup of yours invited you to his dorm for "the party of the year" or whatever he quoted it as . you knew he just wanted another night with you . but you weren't one to hit a block twice . a firm believer in been there done that . not even the shots of tequila you've knocked back could make you want to mess with him again .

you’ve already scoured the party looking for your next one nighter, but no one here was quite up to your taste. so for the time being you were stcuk with loverboy trying his best to seduce you. unless you went home but that would be boring. its Friday night and ut would be against your nature to spend it at home. plus you had a reputation to protect .

just when you think this night was gonna be a bust you see him . yang jeongin . the only other person on campus whose reputation could rival yours . not that either of you necessarily slept around a lot but its more of the reviews of your nights spent with people that made its way around campus . two years together on the same campus and you've yet to approach him . its not like your paths didn't cross, they frequently did with him majoring in music and you in film. but something in you always held you back . but tonight you were determined to change that .

jeongin hated parties . okay he didnt actually hate them it's just he hated running into old lovers, the campus only being so big . but he really needed someone tonight . it had been a while since his last tally was added to his body count . he desperately needed release . he could've easily hit up one of his one-nighters but the thought annoyed him . seeing someone twice was against his .... nature . he didn't have it in him to be consistent . entering the part of the house where the kitchen was he ran into a familiar face . you ..... and some guy you didn't seem all too thrilled to be talking to . in fact, you looked like you wanted to be anywhere but beside him . jeongin watched as the guy, whose name he could not remember for the life of him, bent down and whispered something in your ear which caused you to roll your eyes . he let out a laugh at that . a little louder than what he meant from the looks of it, considering you looked up and caught eyes with him . you raised a brow at him, wanting to know what was so funny . he just saluted in your direction and walked to another room in the house . he was never one to cockblock plus he had a blunt or two to smoke and it would be a shame if they went to waste .

you couldn't believe he laughed at you . or you guess more at the situation he found you in . you couldn't blame him much though because the fox-like smirk that crossed his face as he nodded in your direction stirred something in you . an itch begging to be scratched.

not wanting to waste another moment on the loser to your left you excused yourself to the bathroom with promise to return . you were lying of course . considering you had spent night here you knew your way around fairly well so you headed to the living room where you saw jeongin step into . you had found your mark for tonight .

[justherefor000]

Some thoughts on the TV Show Teachers

Now gonna ramble about the newies in DHMIS, their a mixed bunch of messes.

SPOILERS, watch the series in All4 if you have not I REPEAT. Use a VPN if your not British, like I did.

Also here's a ref made for them: Use it whatever you like??? credit me?

Briefcase: He seems kind of one of the friendliest teachers, I like his song it grew on me. But his coin did destroy someone's eye idk his intent though.

Brendan: Poor guy, deserved better. Good Luck publishing your novel!

Factory Workers: Design wise I like Claire but I like all of them and with Yellow Guy's interactions. Duck when first meeting them was right about them at the end though. Also the trash bin that said he's pathetic? Poor guy...

Mr. Lunch: He makes lasagna, its delicious. I think the black substances are gasoline or oil cause most of the workers are metallic fellas.

Intercom and Fax Machine: Their capitalists…SLAY QUEENS. But seriously likes Intercom's song its good.

Coffin: Lil disappointed he did not sing cause his voice alone is charming, but his episodes topic is about Death, so…rude? Also I like his vibe in general it's so casual for a teacher of death and his intro goddamn.

Box Towel and the Grieving Guys: They were polite to leave when asked and offering some food.

Stain Edwards: Really love Claymation, so love them! and their song. Poor pink guy when they were limited by the trio, can't blame Yellow Guy but Red Guy, he was mean?

Twins(Lily & Todney): DEMON CHILDREN!!! they ate the poor apple, forced Yellow Guy to be their mum even tho he's a kid like them and what happened at the end was, wow.

Warren: Hoo boi this man is a toxic friend teaching how to be a good friend. I liked him but its the same level as Shrignold, I like them cause their interesting not cause their jerks. Likes his short ditty it was just him venting XT and his gradual showing his true colors.

Train Guy: Love his design so much, what colors. Plus I felt really bad for them their just a sick grandpa…that wanna teach Transport.

Electracey: Their cool! I like their song and them being like a Talk Show host, its cool. They did kill Yellow Guy's pet which was rude, other than that their one of the closest friendliest.

[lightblue-stories]

How I found my favourite anime. (Servamp)

No I do not watch every anime under the sun, I've only watched about 4-6.

Now that's out of the way. Servamp, how did I find out abt it? Youtube, I found a clip of Servamp of a Youtube short. WAIT, No i do not find anime by shorts, okay? It was a very special clip. Not a fight or funny line or anything. It was, a guy in a blue cat hoodie turning into a black cat.

And you see, i like cats. Also i liked things where something is meant to be scary but have that scary factor ruined for them within a quick second. (Thats why I like the Arcane Order from Trollhunters)

AHEM, now how i found it is outta the way, lemme talk a lil abt the show (No spoilers if you wanna watch the show after reading this.)

Aight, so putting it simply, a school boy find a stray black cat and takes it home, putting a bell onto the cat. Surprise the cat is a vampire but is lazy as hell, so the boy doesn't die. Later the villian shows up outta no where are is the cat's younger/youngest brother. And what made me really like this villian character is well, you remember how i said that i like when someone who is meant to scary has that ruined for them?

WELL, the villian is a fox. A FOX, you know, the little thing with the fluffy tail and ears and lil paws and laughs in a "hehehehehe" way. THATS THE FREAKING VILLIAN OF THE WHOLE SERIES. Ahem, so as you can imagine the villian lost all abilitly of being scary in my eyes.

So that's Servamp, theres only 12 episodes, but there is 20 books and a lot of CDs including storys and songs. Which again ruin all fear the villian ever had.

If you wanna watch it i do highly reccomend it, if you are into comedy animes or just good story line. Warning the intro isn't the best in the world and i do suggest you turn down your volume a bit.

Annnd thats how I found my Favourite anime and watched my first anime series. I guess i forgot to mention that part. Oh well. Also i may talk about Servamp more in the future if this post is liked by you guys.

[knittedbond]

Hi! Friends at the Table question for you. I tried listening to them a couple times early on but the songs quality was so, so bad for me. Is there a safe jumping on point--a certain episode/arc/season--where the sound quality has improved and I won't be horribly lost not having heard earlier episodes?

hello! welcome aboard! it's not just you--this is a common problem people have when trying to start fatt. i recommend checking out the fatt info carrd for a quick way to get started, but for my personal recs:

- marielda is the tried and true intro season for loads of people - short (14 eps), devastating, won't need prior information. it's the prequel to autumn in hieron, but it's meant to be totally stand alone, so you won't need to listen to aih to understand. it's got weirdo criminals, the divorced gods, sad sons, and funky clarinets. sound quality 👍

- i started the show with counter/weight, which is the first of their sci-fi divine cycle. the divine cycle is the fatt take on What if robots... were also gods? and it's loads of fun. c/w has more weirdo criminals but it also has cool mechs, han solo if she were a kpop idol, sad fish princes, and some fucked up robots. iirc the sound quality here is not the greatest at times still, so if that's a barrier but you still wanna go sci-fi, go to ->

- partizan, which is the third in the divine cycle but one of their more recent seasons. this starts off with the road to partizan, a series of live games they did looking at how the world got to where they are, but it's not crucial to know, just super fun. (i'm obligated to link the really cool partizan trailer amv built up from clips from the road.) this one has got weirdo robot criminals, one bitchy sad blonde princess, a really fucked up planet, and some sad ass alien guys. i love this one. their currently airing season, palisade, is a direct sequel to partizan, so if you want to get caught up to listen to things as they air, listen to this first!

i also don't want to go without mentioning bluff city and sangfielle. sangfielle is their western horror season, separate fantasy universe from hieron or the divine cycle. bluff city s1 was previously a patreon-only show, but is currently re-airing every sunday on the fatt twitch, and you can listen to the VODs of that on their youtube. it jumps genres because each arc is a different game with different characters, but it's a fun lil urban warped twist on atlantic city.

ok this post is long as is. to wrap:

fantasy divorced god seasons: marielda -> autumn in hieron -> winter -> spring

sci-fi mechs seasons: counter/weight -> twilight mirage -> partizan -> palisade

sangfielle has more coming but is just that one goth cousin right now

bluff city is a new jersey anthology

ok uhh i hope this helps. whatever sounds most interesting to you!! it's all for everyone baby check it out!!

[7ndipity]

Give Yourself A Try(Preview)

Taehyung x Reader

Summary: when your best friend finds out you don't believe in love, he sets out to change your mind.

Warnings: food, reference to injury, brief pregnancy mention, mentions of cheating

A/N: This is a lil intro/sneak peak for a series of drabbles I hope to start soon. It's a lil short, but let me know if you like it!

Masterlist

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"Y/n!"

Taehyung came bounding through the door of his Aunt's bakery, full of his usual infectious enthusiasm as he quickly greeted her and made his way behind the counter to you.

"I need to talk to you." He said, leaning up next to you as you finished prepping a tray of mini cheesecakes.

"Tae, I'm working." You brushed past him, slipping the tray into the oven as you spoke.

"But I need a favor!" He whined, following after you.

"The last time you said that, I ended up needing stitches." You said, casting a sidelong glance at him.

"Aish, it won't be like that again, I promise you." He said.

"Really?" You questioned.

"Well, almost promise you." He grinned sheepishly.

"Tae." You warned.

"Please, just hear me out." He stepped in front of you. "Please?" He begged, giving you his best puppy eyes.

You sighed. In all the years that you'd been friends with Taehyung, you'd come to realize that you could never really say no to him.

"What is it?" You relented.

"I need a date."

"Excuse me?" You blinked.

"There's this art exhibition I'm going to tomorrow night and I need a date." He said.

"Why would you need a date for that?" You questioned.

"Because Mae is gonna be there."

"Ahh." Now it made sense.

Mae was his ex-girlfriend. They had dated for the better part of a year, and he had been quite head over heels for her, but apparently the feelings had not been mutual. When he'd asked her if she would to move in with him, she broke the news that she had been seeing someone else.

"So, You just don't want her to know you're still hung up in her." You said.

"I'm not." He argued.

"Right."

"I'm not!" He insisted, growing frustrated. "Are you gonna help me or not?"

"Don't you need me to help with things here?" You pleaded with his Aunt, who'd been watching this whole exchange with amusement. At nearly eight months pregnant, she had been relying on you more and more for help around the bakery as she neared her due date.

Tae was waving his hands frantically behind you, silently pleading with her.

"I'm sure I could spare you for one evening." She grinned.

"See? Please?" Tae beamed at you.

You sighed again.

"I don't have anything to wear." You tried, but he just lit up even more.

"I'll take you shopping! It'll be my treat!"

He hugged you tightly, spinning you in a circle before bouncing off towards the door.

"Thank you, y/n!"

"I didn't-"

"I'll pick you up after work! Thank yooou!" He called, leaving you slightly dazed and confused.

What had you just got yourself into?

[authoralexharvey]

ASMLP Accountability - Update 9

Intro || One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven || Eight

We are four chapters from the end. Not gonna lie, I had a lil bit of a breakdown yesterday because I am,,, so intensely busy lately. Between this and insurance school and wedding planning and having a life... Man am I tired.

Anyway. Did you know you can read the current draft of ASMLP right now for free? Three websites, three ways to read. We’re up to chapter 16, with chapter 17 coming next Wednesday. Unless you feel like subbing to my Patreon, in which case you can read chapter 17 right now to help tie you over.

Wattpad || Royal Road || ScribbleHub

Which reminds me: If you sub to my Patreon, you get advanced chapters of ASMLP before everyone else! You also get access to some short stories I have released for sale, and I'm planning on starting a sort of "behind the scenes" series for my top-tier patrons soon. If you like my writing, it's worth checking out.

But enough of rambling. Let's talk stats.

Chapters Done: 18/22

Current Chapter: 18 (Nadia’s)

Excerpt:

She stills, planting her hands under her rear to stop the aching. It will have to do. Settled, Nadia’s gaze flicks from Doctor Aiza to the man sitting next to her. Fresh leather patches cover the points of his elbows. His jawline is sharp enough to chip glass. He adjusts his glasses, stopping at once when he notices her appraising him.

“Who is this?” Nadia asks, swinging her legs. She’s not quite tall enough for her feet to touch the floor. She can’t remember the last time her circumstances have made her feel so childish.

Doctor Aiza’s rapid blinks betray her surprise. Then, clipboard held close to her chest, “This is Professor Darzi.”

Nadia adjusts her position once again. Simone has mentioned him before. “I thought your specialty was Glyph design,” she says. For once, the scorn dripping from her voice is unintentional.

Professor Darzi’s head tilts. “I-it is,” he replies, tugging at his lavender scarf. It contrasts well with his skin, as warm and wrinkled as oak bark. And the voice. Etienne’s type of man, for certain.

“Then why are you here?”

ASMLP Taglist (Ask to be added): @magic-is-something-we-create , @wildswrites , @chishiio , @broodparasitism , @writeblrsupport , @original-writing @artcoffeecats , @kingsinking , @comicgoblinart , @asterhaze , @linaket , @arigalefantasynovels ,

[lizalfosrise]

New Character - Halys Iori

Okay it’s been a while since I’ve actually had a new OC and I haven’t had an intro or working document masterpost up here before buuut:

Tada! Gunlance-wielding lamia Halys Iori! A tough and flirty delinquent neesan who’s great in a fight but perhaps a bit shy or awkward at things other than that. A metalhead with interest in visual kei, and some other genres too of course. A streamer and possibly mechanic?

Longer rambling post after here:

Although a specific setting isn’t fixed yet unlike Rise, whom there are many different versions of for different works (hence the “multidimensional lizard for hire” title) and even the different character Rize(of my avatar here), Iori is just fine being just Iori. If Rise is a lizard and Iori is somewhat of a counterpart then they should be a snake I figured. Thus we picked the race Lamia.

The snake portion of their body is based upon the tiger keelback (Rhabdophis tigrinus) there. Both it and the Halys Pit Viper (Gloydius halys) are venomous snakes found native within the Ryukyu Islands. Okinawa is a bit more famous for the Habu however, I believe. So Iori does have fangs but the keelback is a rear-fanged venomous snake thus you’d be fine from a normal bite, we just enjoy shark teeth characters a whole lot here!

I was thinking of considering the biker jacket and sarashi look as the possible default outfit choice but I want to add in elements from the Flaming Espinas gear since that would work well, especially those belts and perhaps the halfcoat-leg of the gunner version. No tattoos for now but that might change. No fullbody ref yet but I plan to save for sorting that out sometime. I dig the scaly hands look a lot too, and ears/waist are optional.

There’s also these lil alts for outfits/scenarios. Embarrassing such a character with a maid outfit is still a fairly common gag so I felt obligated to follow suit >:3 Picrew is full of options sure but not everything really meshes well in the creator or the range of positioning is minuscule. Rather than on the highlighted bang the hair ties ought to go to the side locks as is more usual for example.

It can still do fairly good at getting enough variation to try the pngtuber thing though. Until I had this picrew maker (faelion’s) cross my dash I only had the name Iori and no clue what kind of character I wanted to put to it. But we came a long way in a short time - just a name as of 15/11/22 then the picrew was 18/11/22 and more or less sorted to the current degree by 20/11/22

I am also working on this custom gunlance, effectively a Rare 9 weapon akin to the Knight Captain’s Charge Blade using ore and espinas parts for Fire element (and Poison on awakening): Devouring Yamakagashi.

The shells it fires burst into purple flames as a nod to Iori from King of Fighters. Coincidentally the red eye matches that series’ evil demonic eyes of Orochi’s power, making that a twofold reference hahaha. Yamakagashi is also just the Japanese name of the tiger keelback, but this fits in with existing Monster Hunter naming conventions just fine. It’s the shield that I haven’t quite settled on the design of yet. The thoughts and sketches and annotations about the ergonomics etc are tucked away in my head so there’s limited sketching, I’m pretty rusty anyway.

While I prefer to main Switch Axe in MonHun my secondary is gunlance, so Iori has one for her main. Although Kumo Desu Ga? brought up that manoeuvring in a fight with a large nonhuman body is both difficult to protect and to move, I feel that actually a lamia mixing it up between impenetrable defensive stances and blazing powerful agility to hit hard sounds very fun, they could probably do quite well - firing a shell, using the recoil to tense up their coils ready to spring into a lunge etc. The whole post-World gunlance mechanics of stab-shell-slap-stake combo would be pretty nice for that or a fighting game too.

And then once more: a beautiful spicy tease in the very first fanart of her, done by @feedbackfuckshit !

[misscammiedawn]

I am adapting my Tumblr flash-fics on to ROM-- I wrote a long intro chapter to kind of give context then from there I'll just post the ones I wrote for Tumblr and flesh them out a lil'