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corbenic · 6 months ago
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Princess Imperial 1.09
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Evie gasped when she first saw the chateau. They’d been driving through the snow-covered Swiss countryside for nearly an hour. The closer they got to Arenenberg, the thicker the fog surrounding their car became. She had no idea where they were until they passed through a set of enormous iron gates. All at once, the fog thinned, revealing a stately pale yellow manor house. It was three stories tall. The windows were trimmed with kicky turquoise paint.
The car lurched to a stop. Evie clambered out. The air was chilly. She’d been too warm, in the car, wearing a cashmere sweater and a coat, but her outfit was perfect now.
Julien stopped beside her. He gestured in the direction of the fog. “That’s Lake Constance. Bodensee, if you speak German.���
“Which I don’t,” Evie said flatly.
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zarnzarn · 2 months ago
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(check the tags for more and also the tag for other fics in the story!)
athena, scowling as she gets bullied into marrying the people she pined over for the last 1000 years, suddenly realising something: wait a minute
odysseus: what?
athena, frozen: wait a damn minute you know what this gives me rights to do
penelope, also realising: oh fuck yes
odysseus: I don't like the sound of whatever's happening here what are you two fucking talking about?
athena, grabbing the marriage wine and tossing it back, then kissing her new wife and husband and handing penelope a spear as she picks up a mace: we'll be back shortly, you can start celebrations without us.
penelope: do u have anything that can start a fire
athena, pulling out an old contract and scanning it before throwing it over her shoulder: yes. are you scared of heights or can we fly.
penelope: fucking bring it I've waited years for this moment
zeus: where are they going
hermes, picking up the contract: they're going to... Ogygia? Oh fucking shit they're going to fucking kill Calypso- hey, hello, WAIT-
#odysseus disappears midway because athena plants one on him so hard his soul evaporates#(strategic to make him stop from coming after them and also from passion she forgot to hold back for once)#(and also shes maybe possibly in love and cant wait to get vengeance on Calypsos bitch ass who hurt him so much for so long)#penelope has had to deal with calypos afteraffects for literally the rest of their lives. from flashbacks to odysseus inconsolably crying#at her feet for forgiveness some days even though shes always said frim the first moment that it wasnt his fault#the rest of the gods have to chase them down to prevent them from eternally torturing calypso (goddesses cant die <3)#athenas blazing mad and sick with guilt and horror. she couldn't attack before because it would be seen as an attack from olympus#but as a wife! as two wifes! no political implications there no holds barred calypso gets her ass BEAT#but also pls imagine them chasing her and gods chasing them round and round the island while screaming#odysseus wavered like 17 times on whether to ask hermes for a lift there or not but goes in the end#their honeymoon in truth ends up being on ogygia#athena lovingly and seductively teaching penelope how to fillet a person both of them covered in ichor#odysseus with a hand over his mouth blushing grinning tears in eyes torn between turned on and terrified to be back and crying coz they lov#him that much.#((he goes to her just before they leave in the cave she used to drag him to. she can barely hold herself up and hes shaking to approach))#((but he's stronger now. settled and satisfied and content. he kneels by her and sets down bandages next to her.))#((i told you i was married he says. and because his truest weapon is his tongue- if youd just listened i wouldve found us both a way out))#she sobs and he leaves. the scars will never fade fully but he feels lighter as he steps out into the sun where athene and pen are waiting.#bloodsoaked and being shouted at by hera but smiling at him widely and gleefully as he approaches. takes a hand each and presses him btwn.#he squeezes back with a smile and leans into them. his beautiful horrifying wives#odypenath#odypenetha#odysseus#penelope#athena#odypen#odyath#penath#epic the musical#love in paradise
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lemonlinelights · 3 months ago
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HI
Share the news, send emails, do phone calls to Florida's Gov. DeSantis. Please y'all help protect these state parks
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redeemed-wren · 4 months ago
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Thought too long about Hermoine daughter of Meneleus and Helen and got sad
#wren rambles#greek mythology#the iliad#the odyssey#i am actually not 100% sure what stories shes in#but i got interested at her mention in the odyssey and then read her wiki page#girl lost BOTH her parents for 17 years when she was 9#grew up probably raised mostly by Clyemnestra which. no one wants.#her parents finally came back from troy and their re-honeymoon in africa#and three years later shes send off to marry Neoptolemus#an agrragement her father made during the trojan war#(now marriage customs were different ans this arragement would have been normal.#and she doesnt seem to hate the idea [though her opinion isnt mentioned] so it could just be a normal marriage agreement#however it IS Neoptolemus. who is often portrayed as brutal and violent.#tho idk what hes like outside of war. anyway. happiness of the marruage aside#its probably a shock to be Nine Years Old and then when youre solidly in your 20s your dad comes back abd is like MARRIAGE TIME)#and THEN Orestes and Neoptolemus fight over her and she marries Orestes (her cousin. but again. ancient greece)#just. most of that generation of kids lost only their father#some perminantly#telemachus for 20 years#most for at least ten years#but Heromine lost BOTH her parents#lost the relationship with her MOTHER which the vibe i get was SUPER valuble#(if Demeter's attitude is anything to go by and the cultural vibe of mother-daughter relationship)#helen even did cite that she was a foolish creature for leaving her husband and beloved daughter#ALSO Hermione not having any full siblings means something to me#idk just. Helen's only daughter. left behind.#Helen's only CHILD left behind
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quasarkisses · 4 months ago
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how to sustain a long-term relationship:
buy them a little treat whenever you go to the store (even if you went by yourself)
value their emotional wellbeing over most other things (your emotional wellbeing is an extension of this)
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bittersweetresilience · 3 months ago
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honkai: star rail or omori
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HOW COULD YOU ASK ME THIS. I'M GOING TO PUT YOUR GARRUS FICS IN THE LIBRARY AND KISS YOU OVER THE PAGES.
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alrightbuckaroo · 7 months ago
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Inspiration Saturday
Happy sunny shining Saturday, everyone! Thanks to the always lovely @lemonlyman-dotcom for the tag. The penultimate chapter of the Time Loop AU is just about halfway done, which means it's almost done which means the last chapter is almost done which means the fic is almost done! (That's how this works right?) Anyways; here's some things inspiring a fic that's grown three sizes in my heart <3
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Quote is from Molly Brodak, by Molly Brodak <3
No pressure tagging: @reyesstrand, @reasonandfaithinharmony, @strandnreyes, @sznofthesticks, @sanjuwrites, @freneticfloetry, @guardian-angle22, @heartstringsduet, @herefortarlos, @honeybee-taskforce, @jesuisici33, @kiloskywalker, @lightningboltreader, @louis-ii-reyes-strand, @carlos-in-glasses, @carlos-tk, @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @bonheur-cafe, @basilsunrise, @nancygillianmvp, @never-blooms, @mikibwrites, @whatsintheboxmh, @welcometololaland, @rmd-writes, @rosedavid, @three-drink-amy, @thisbuildinghasfeelings, @theghostofashton, @thebumblecee, @orchidscript, @paperstorm @actual-sleeping-beauty, @inkweedandlizards, @safeaswrites and here's an open tag for anyone who wants to share :)
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stergeon · 7 months ago
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say it
Byleth makes Edelgard say swear words.
(~350 words; too stupid to post on ao3)
“‘Shit.’”
“Grotesque.”
“Give it a try.”
“… Shit.”
“Very good. ‘Ass.’”
“That one is easier. I’ve said it before.”
“Then why don’t you say it now?”
“I… er…”
“If it’s so easy, then do it.”
“… Ass.”
“Excellent.”
“Don’t mock me.”
“How about this one? ‘Cunt.’”
“Wh—I actually, um, don’t know what that means.”
“You don’t know ‘cunt’?”
“I don’t know what to tell you, Byleth, it’s simply not in my lexicon.”
“It means va—”
“All right, I understand. The gesture was absolutely unnecessary. I’m astounded at how many words there seem to be for the same thing.”
“If you think that’s bad, you won’t believe how many there are for pe—”
“Well, this has been a fun exercise and hopefully a source of great amusement to you, but I think I’m finished.”
“Wait, wait.”
“No.”
“One more, one more.”
“Mm, no. I don’t think so.”
“Please?”
“… You know it’s not fair of you to give me those eyes.”
“Is that a yes?”
“All right. All right. One more.”
“Yesssss. ‘Fuck.’”
“Byleth!”
“What?! You said one more, and that’s the one to say.”
“I’m—I am not—”
“Please?”
“You can’t pull the same maneuver twice in a minute and expect to succeed. That’s poor strategy.”
“Is it working?”
“… Regrettably, it is.”
“Then it seems like a good strategy to me. Just say it. ‘Fuck.’ It’s easy.”
“It most certainly is not!”
“Try it. Say ‘fuck.’”
“… Fuck.”
“Oh, that’s rich. That’s very good.”
“Are you quite satisfied?”
“Nearly. Now use it in a sentence.”
“Byleth.”
“I’ll give you one. It’ll be easy.”
“I did not—and do not—agree to this!”
“Just repeat after me.”
“No!”
“Say, ‘Byleth, I want you to fuck me.’”
“… Oh.”
“Go on, El. You can do it.”
“… Byleth, I…”
“Keep going.”
“Byleth, I-I want you to… f-fuck me.”
“Good girl. Wasn’t so hard, was it?”
“Less than I—ah—thought it would be.”
“Mm. Well, you’ve certainly earned a reward, haven’t you?”
“Yes, my teacher. Fuck…”
“Aren’t you a fast learner? I’m impressed.”
“If you don’t shut up and kiss me right now, I’m going to start swearing in earnest.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time, Your Majesty.”
#fe3h#fire emblem#edeleth#edelgard von hresvelg#byleth eisner#ficlet#sterge.rtf#sick of having this knock around in my drafts so now it is loose in the wild#but it’s so dumb that i really don’t want to bother posting it on ao3#if i got an email alert for this i’d be disappointed#besides i’m trying to pretend i’m hard at work on the vickyvesties right now#it’s not crack it’s just goofy#theoretically this takes place during the honeymoon phase of chapter 5 of shared space#since edelgard knows her swears by the time of muscle memory/shared space chapter 9#edelgard’s combination teacher/praise thing is truly unfortunate but what can you do. sometimes a girl is a gotdam mess#it’s not weird unless you make it weird. but she makes it weird.#i think sometimes (like here) she drops a ‘my teacher’ accidentally and byleth politely pretends not to notice#because if she Did call attention to it edelgard would be mortified and that would be the end of whatever fun things they’re doing#frankly no one deserves to say fuck more than edelgard#but with that giant stick up her ass she’d have a hard time getting around to it without some goading#i also hc that dropping honorifics is generally a Huge Turnoff for edelgard due to power dynamic shenanigans#their relationship is Complicated Enough in canon before i fucked it up more in shared space lol#so byleth is really asking for trouble here#but i also reckon ‘my teacher’ is a vibekiller for byleth so if anything they’re just riling each other up now#godspeed girls. hope you shut up long enough to get some
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doctorbrown · 4 months ago
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MCFLY JULY ‘24 ⸺ 「 25 / 31 * THE HONEYMOONERS 」
[Date Unknown] 1985A Timeline
Five…six…seven…
Thunder booms, rattling Heaven and Earth with its might. Count the seconds between the flash of lightning and the crack of thunder and it'll tell you how far away the storm is.
Two miles, maybe.
It feels like it's right on top of them.
The ground shakes beneath them, rattling her bones so hard she can feel it in her teeth, and rather than run for cover, she turns to George sitting on the grass beside her, pressed up against a rock, and nestles closer.
“It feels like every time we try and do something, there’s a terrible storm.” Lorraine smiles, but it never reaches her eyes. “Our first dance, our honeymoon—don’t you remember?”
Sighing, Lorraine closes her eyes, losing herself to the grainy film reel of memory rolling behind her eyes. Even soaked to the bone, his clothes clinging awkwardly to him, George was a vision—a dream—and his almost pathetic wet puppy-dog expression made her heart soar. “By the time we got to the hotel, we were soaked. You nearly walked into the door; you couldn’t see anything with your hair in your eyes like that! I had to keep brushing your bangs out of your eyes while you carried our bags.”
George smiles, indulging the trip down memory lane with a gentle squeeze to her hand. He’s cold again, Lorraine thinks distantly—he’s been terribly cold lately, as if the sun has refused to touch him, angry with him for some perceived slight against it—but that doesn’t bother her.
She’ll keep warm enough for both of them. Light that fire in her chest and her stomach and stoke it until he leaches every ounce of warmth through her fingers for himself and his cheeks glow with it.
It’s all for him, anyway.
“That was one of the happiest nights of my life. I can’t believe you thought you ruined it just because of a storm. ‘We must be cursed, Lorraine,’ you told me, and I thought that was one of the most ridiculous things I'd ever heard. Even more ridiculous than when you told me about Darth Vader.”
“But that—”
“Really happened, I know. I believed you.”
“Eventually.”
“Eventually.” Lorraine chokes on the laugh she tries to force out. The first drops of rain pelt her cheeks and she uses her free hand to furiously wipe them away, ignoring the stinging sensation on her skin.
“We should go inside—the storm’s coming. You’ll get soaked.”
Lorraine shakes her head furiously, squeezing George’s hand so tight her nails bite deep into her palms, drawing blood. The wind sighs as it whips her messy hair around her head, knowing there is no changing her mind.
“I don’t care about the rain. I like sitting out here with you. It’ll be just like all the other times, won’t it, George?”
Just like all the other times.
Just like last time.
A second wave of burning rain bites at her cheeks and George lets go of her hand to gently drag his thumb across her cheek. Lorraine chokes back another sob, her shoulders trembling with the effort it takes to keep herself composed.
Her cheeks are still burning. The earth smells like petrichor.
The next crack of thunder shatters her composure, leaving her ears ringing. Lorraine’s shaky fingers fumble at her pocket as she curls her fingers around the crystal clear flame protected within, sloshing around in its container.
George never did get wet when it rained.
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chaoticlycharlie · 6 days ago
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Getting really excited for my upcoming trip to Japan!!!
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mettywiththenotes · 3 months ago
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YOU'VE NEVER READ YESTERDAY UPON THE STAIR-
Ahem.
You've never read Yesterday Upon the Stair??
You should. Like. REALLY REALLY SHOULD. Pitviperdoom is a wonderful writer and like, fun fact the fic is older than the BAMF Midoriya Deku tag!!
It's got such a good premise and a brilliant execution with some wonderful emotional beats! Also like. My personal reason for recommending is that I was first reading it when the anime was just coming out where I could watch it and for like a solid MONTH I thought something fr fr happened in canon bc the fic did it so WELL and god you SHOULD read it anyway-
NSIDUFNSIDK yeah Yesterday Upon The Stair is such a famous and fandom-old fic, from 2016 I believe? I've heard bits and bats about how good it is
I'll get around to it at some point dw! I just struggle with long fics so I wanna free up my tabs before I try getting into any of those again
I mean I have long fics saved from years ago where I just stopped in the middle and never continued (not because of the writing btw, I either just got distracted or was way too tired to read for a bunch of days and then just never tried to catch up) and I know if I went back to reading it I'd need to read it from the beginning again. And god forbid the cycle continues
ANYWAY it's a whole thing, I suck with reading fics longer than 5 chapters, but I've known about Yesterday Upon The Stair for a long time and I do wanna read it at some point but I have to create space in My Brain first before I start any of that
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widowshill · 3 months ago
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that's loverboy !!!!!!
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orcelito · 4 months ago
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Honestly tho it's the "I don't love you" and "every time I said it was just automatic impulse" that's got me the most messed up. Like u couldn't even let me down softly by saying it just wasn't working out? You had to essentially tell me the whole thing was a lie??? After I TOLD you I had trust issues and felt like everyone is just going to leave me in the end???
Way to make me feel unlovable lol
#speculation nation#tho of course what has me the Angriest is her breaking up with me over text. that takes the biggest fucking cake.#idk there was a lot said in all of that bullshit. including her admitting she was probably self-sabotaging.#i hate being used as a tool of self harm. being shoved away as a form of self sabotage.#like if youre gonna be a messed up bastard whyd you have to include me in it??? fucking bitch.#i let her know just how pissed off i was. called her every applicable name under the sun.#selfish coward bastard asshole piece of shit bitch. tossed in a few Fuck Yous as well. fully deserved.#and yet she just kept on with that sniveling 'im so sorry' and 'i know ill regret this' and 'i just have to do it'#you didnt have to do anything. you couldve had it poly but you just couldnt look last your infatuation.#also her calling days old feelings Love. as if that kind of immediate and extreme kind of feelings arent By Definition infatuation.#she's in the honeymoon faze. found her nice new fixation. said they understand each other like no one else.#but it's only been Days. how well can you know a person in that time? not very well usually.#threw out a nearly 6 month long relationship just like that. what a joke.#and when she'd brought up just last thursday that our 6 months was coming up (on the 23rd)#and mentioned wanting to do something to celebrate it...#im just like. i guess you really cant know everything in a person huh?#i knew she wasnt perfect but she always treated me so kindly. so considerate and attentive.#who knew she'd be the type to drop me for the new shiny fixation? i sure didnt expect it.#id started to trust that she genuinely liked me. even if i didnt understand why.#but now im back to square one. wondering whether anyone can ever like the true me.#i know theres gotta be someone out there for me. i just... have to find them.
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thewalkingplumbob · 1 year ago
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Previously / Legacy Tag
I promise you forever, right now 💖💍
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kiwiana-writes · 1 year ago
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Hi, for the first sentence prompt:
There's no such thing as too much glitter
"There's no such thing as too much glitter." Pez makes this pronouncement with far more gravitas than it calls for as he swipes the makeup brush along Henry's temple once more. "That's the first rule of Pride, darling, and I simply cannot allow your first parade to be anything less than blindingly glitterfied."
"Is glitterfied even a word?" a warm voice behind them enquires, laced with amusement, and when Henry turns to face Alex, his breath catches in his throat. Alex is sporting an obscenely tight white crop top and what could most generously be described as booty shorts, with the bi pride flag painted on one cheek and a rainbow heart on the other; he's also found himself on the receiving end of a glitter attack, apparently, and the whole look is... well.
Henry has to grip the armrest of the chair and remind himself, very firmly, that he does, in fact, want to leave the room today.
[Send me an ask with the first sentence of a fic and I’ll write you the next five.]
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jackredfieldwasmyjacob · 1 year ago
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we just went through some family albums and. enjoy my grandma being cunty at my parents' wedding
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