#thanks for being patient with me :))

[pmdttas]

Liam, you gotta stop info-dumping to the one girl in town who’s never even battled.

Once again, Zack the Quaxly belongs to @atticuss-art!

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[ssreeder]

Chapters: 23/32 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sokka/Zuko (Avatar), Aang/Katara (Avatar), others to be tagged later - Relationship Characters: Sokka (Avatar), Zuko (Avatar), Aang (Avatar), Katara (Avatar), Toph Beifong, Jet (Avatar), Suki (Avatar), Kyoshi Warriors (Avatar), Iroh (Avatar), Jee (Avatar), Hakoda (Avatar), Bato (Avatar), A bunch of OCs, Long Feng, Joo Dee (Avatar), Azula (Avatar), Mai (Avatar), Ty Lee (Avatar), Ozai (Avatar), General Fong (Avatar) Additional Tags: Violence, Blood and Injury, War, Minor Character Death, Rape/Non-con Elements, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Attempted Sexual Assault, Major Character Injury, Amputation, Implied/Referenced Suicide, possible major character death, themes similar to the first two books, Sexism, Racism (like has already been written in first two books), dark themes, Human Trafficking, Slavery, Just a lot of dark war-like themes, there will be a battle, Torture, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Injury Recovery, Healing, Underage Sex - Freeform, Underage Drinking, Animal Death, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Warnings each chapter, Hopefully some healing for Zuko finally, no promises, but that’s the goal, Reunions, hopefully a happy ending, Sokka gets some healing too, Non-Consensual Drug Use Series: Part 3 of Leaving It All Behind Summary:

-This is the last book of the series LIAB, please go read the other two books before this, or you will be very confused-

Zuko has been taken by the Earth Kingdom army to who-knows-where, and Sokka is determined to get him back.

But he can’t do it alone.

With Suki and the Kyoshi Warriors by his side, Sokka is headed to Ba Sing Se to find Katara and Aang so they can go rescue his fire bender.

Things aren’t as easy as he had hoped. Corruption, lies, and unknown horrors await them inside the city’s walls. None of this is helping Sokka’s mental well-being.

Hakoda and his men face a problem of their own as Azula approaches with the intentions of making it rain fire.

Sokka and Zuko will both find themselves having to reintegrate back into a life they thought they left behind, with people they hardly remember. It isn’t easy for anyone, especially when they don’t recognize the person standing in front of them.

[becomingmina]

oh I forgot to mention this, can you maybe use the name kitten somewhere in there, like randomly?? please? ily

♡♡♡

Hey LOVELY, thank you for requesting and being patient!! 🥰

Your request is on the way IM JUST FINISHING UP AND PROOFREADING — SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG 😭😭😭

BUT here’s a little sneak peak 👀💓😳

"You're totally not coming to the party?" Minho asked Hyunjin who was sat at the lunch table, eating his huge burrito. Seungmin, Felix and Chan were also there chiming into the conversation.

"Who's going?" Hyunjin asked, a mouth full.

"Just the usual.. us. So, Chris, Bin, Jeongin, Yejl.. and then half of the third years are invited," Hyunjin doesn't look too interested. Don't get the wrong idea, he loves his friends and parties, but he had also seen them every single day on campus, so he had no fear of missing out.

'..oh and Y/N says she's going to come too," Minho blurted, playing full attention to his friends reaction.

Hyunjin's ears perks up at your name, his cheeks suddenly growing pink as he looks back at Minho.

"Actually.. I'll come. Haven't been had fun in a while," Hyunjin drops the eye contact when he notices Minho's sneer. "You want me to bring anything?" Hyunjin continues a little twitchy, playing with his food.

[insurged]

someone pls come and kill the brain worm telling me to add venom to my roster. bring the bug spray.

[ozimagines]

Hey I was wondering if you could do the tall plus size girl request for Miguel and Chico but separate this time. Thank you so much ♥️♥️♥️

LOL I got you. Again sorry for the polyamorous brain fart. My brain heard “and” and went into improv mode lol. I appreciate your patience on the matter. I’ll do Chico first. I’ve started watching Otto Sanchez movies and scenes all over again and damn do I love this man. Chaotic himbo energy with a kind of moral code all beneath it. And just a talented portrayal altogether.

Chico Guerra Dating a Tall!Plus!Sized!Reader Would Include…

Confident man ™️

If only because he’s completely numb in the part of his brain that processes embarrassment

He’s an impulsive guy so once he notices you he’s just sort of locked on target

Has to kinda look up at you to flirt which makes him a little self conscious if he’s honest 😅

You’re at a bar, just being an absolute vibe (I know you are @thisisjacklynn 😘)

He makes some comment to his friends about “watch and learn”

Carlo can only shake his head and smile

That was usually what Chico said before he struck out 😂

Dances up behind you and then on you, and you’d really have to be trying to miss the message to not understand what he was doing

Whereas some people make a big deal about “not noticing” the differences in your body to some others, Chico fuckin loves all over you, gushing drunkenly in your ear;

“Tantas curvas y yo sin frenos”🔥

(All those curves and I’ve got no brakes❤️)

It’s a Spanish cliche but he says it with his chest

Even if you don’t know exactly what he means, you get the picture when he starts to press kisses to your neck

“You gonna give me a chance to love every inch of you?”

Your face heats up but you respond;

“Only if you let me return the favor.”

Fuck if he’s not hard right then and there.

He stays by your side and buys you drinks all night, buying novelty shot after novelty shot

Among his favorites -that aren’t straight tequila- are Liquid Marijuana, Adios Motherfucker, and Kamikaze, but he keeps buying you these non-subtle, overtly sexual shots… like a Blowjob, Orgasm, and Deep Throat

When the last song ends and people start to file out of the bar, and you both are sufficiently intoxicated both on each other but also in “adult libations”

He starts to walk with you, and you don’t really know where he’s headed until he pushes you into an alley

He’s got you pinned against the wall, breathing hotly on your neck and collarbones, arms around your body just squeezing and massaging you in sensitive places

“Thanks for giving me a shot, baby, I promise you won’t regret it.” He sort of slurs into your ear, running his tongue over the rim sensually and pressing his chest against yours, almost squeezing the breath out of you.

You giggle a little at his drunken attitude, but know somewhat that if he was sober, it would be more of the same with little trips over himself talking to you

When he has you sufficiently aroused, he makes his move, and you both end up back at his place, him ravishing you like Don fuckin Juan

Carlo gets kicked out of the apartment for the night 🥲

He’s got you on the counter, head between your thighs, fingers leaving rough, bruised red marks over your skin

Chico just loved feeling the weight of you on his face, the sinful wriggles of your body sending him over the edge

He’s go you in his bed towards the end, cuddling your body, and even if he’s shorter than you, he tries to be the big spoon

You let him, even if it’s a little awkward physically😂

He’s doing his whole aftercare routine, going “incredible, right, babe?” Or “freak in the sheets, I know” just sort of playing to his self image

You can’t help but laugh at the ham-handed attempts to suck his own dick, saying something to the effect of “yup, you did that”, the adult equivalent of “you looked like you were really having fun out there”

He catches that sarcastic tone in your voice and bites down on your shoulder, arms holding you in place

“Think I won’t fucking spank you? I absolutely will.”🥵

“… guys can I come in now…?” -Carlo, probably

He texts you up the next day like; “so what? You gonna make me beg for round two?”

“Yes lol beg for it” -you

“You just want me on my knees again”❤️‍🔥

“Duh😘”

He takes you out anywhere he can show off, either a club that he knows the owner of or a taqueria where he can order in Spanish and feel cultured lol

He’s just so completely enamored with you and Chico always goes for what he wants

He’d get into protective fights over you, anyone he perceives as disrespecting you or your relationship with him

God helps the person that flirts with you in front of Chico

He’d go goddamn feral

Likes you in bold colors and styles

Some part of being plus sized is the fashion industry encouraging you to “minimize your size” and essentially hide your body under mounds of fabric

Fuckin miss Chico with that bullshit

As he puts it; I’m dating you, I want to actually see you”

You oblige him, if only to see his eyes come up cherries when he sees your exposed body

Like I said, he doesn’t treat you like he loves you despite your body, nor does he fetishize it, it’s just that he wants you, all of you, in every form that takes.

If anything, he’s self conscious about his height and body; he wishes he was six five and made of muscle like some of the guys in Oz

Not that he hasn’t been able to hold his own

But you have to stroke his egos some days

Fine by you, it always ends in some chaotic, ego driven sex 🤌

You dig Chico and he digs you

That’s all there is to it

Takes you out often; maybe not to fancy restaurants and lavish balls, but he always makes the time and space for you

Dustin Pointer on YouTube says: “if you wonder how much space you occupy in a person’s heart, give them that space, and see if they fill it with you.”

Chico always fills the space in his heart with you

Gets insecure and butthurt often

Like I said, if anyone but him flirts with you, he’s bitchy and mopey all day, making comments like;

“Window shopping for dick?”

You laugh. It’s all you can do. At the end of the day, he knows you belong to each other, even if he’s being all sad and “show me” about it.

You never miss an opportunity to show him how much you love him

Loves kissing your fingers, sending little sparks up your arms and making you light headed. 🥴

He tells you he loves you by making comments around it, saying something jokingly like;

“Just because I love you doesn’t mean you get to act like this”

You realize he said he loves you before he even realizes it, thinking you said it first for years after you just confirm what he said.

You and Carlo become friends, both of you guiding Chico away from some of his more self destructive tendencies.

You and he make eye contact across the room when you hear a bad idea from the wild himbo himself

You’re incredibly happy together, making goo goo eyes whenever you can, swaying to the sound of street music, and spending the wee hours of the morning just sharing your thoughts on life

Chico loves sleeping with his head nuzzled in between your neck and your shoulder

I think he’s a nonsense sleep talker, mumbling things like “so pretty” or “love you” subconsciously

You never bring it up, you like those moments between you and “sleep Chico” as you call him

One morning he whispers “marry” and “wife/husband/spouse” in the next breath

You wait until he wakes up with no memory of what he asked you, and decide you’d like to sweep him off his feet for a change

You wait until he’s fully up, taking his morning piss and brushing his teeth and all those other morning activities

He walks out to you for breakfast, and finds you on the ground on one knee

You don’t even get the question out before he tugs you to your feet, saying “yes okay, sit on my face about it”

It’s a great start to your wonderful life together.

I write him as having a pregnancy kink, so if you’re able to conceive, watching you swell up with his baby would just make his fucking year.

He doesn’t give a shit if you lose the baby weight or not

He’s got a kid and a hottie spouse, nothing else matters in his brain

Carlo is the godfather to your kid, no question, and you couldn’t have a better one, him always picking your kid up and making them laugh.

All he wants is for his kid to look and act like you

Makes comments like; “damn kid won the genetic lottery”

All in all, you’re happy at the life you’ve given each other

You can’t believe it all started in a club, Chico grinding his crotch into your backside 🤣

Bonus: Chico is a shitty ass cook but if you’re good at it, he’d love to watch and learn from you. He can’t remember all of the terms, like instead of saying broiling he says “singeing the everloving shit out of it”. Wants to learn how to cook for his kids one day, so puts his whole pussy into learning; pretty much ends at making breakfast sandwiches tho😬 (totally not based off my dad or anything…)

[elizacinnamon]

Labyrinth part two. Archie remembers. Betty tries to. And then everything changes . . .

[radioiaci]

probably won't be til tonight or tomorrow that I'll get to other replies... brain only want one thing rn and after the stressful day I had yesterday, I am inclined to give it what it wants LOL

[dailycharismadoodles]

Day 22

Today's Daily Charisma Doodle is: Free Service is Delicious!

[sage-reads-things]

I'm back!! I missed this series like crazy and I can't wait to see all my blorbos again!

[kirayaykimura]

This is the 2023 Trope Madness prize rightfully won by @traditional-with-a-twist. I hope you like it.

There was a fox in the forest one early summer morning. That in and of itself was not unusual. What was unusual was the way he spoke. 

“Why, good morning, Miss,” the fox purred. “Barely dawn and you’re already out in the woods. What brings you?” 

Fog wound itself around the fox’s rust red paws, stubbornly clinging to the forest floor even as the sun was just beginning to chase it off. The fox’s tail swiped through the haze to wrap itself around his paws instead. He sat politely and stared up at her, unblinking. 

Well, Shirayuki supposed, she was not an expert on everything in the world. Who was to say talking foxes hadn’t always existed, and she simply hadn’t come across one? 

“Good morning, Mister Fox,” she said. 

“What business have you in this here fine forest?” the fox asked. 

She replied, “I am here to gather some plants.” 

“For what purpose?” The fox licked his lips. “Lunch, perhaps?” 

“Medicine. I work in an apothecary.”

“You’re an apothecary.”

“An assistant apothecary.” 

“So you are used to helping people in need.” 

“I try,” Shirayuki said. She crouched low to get as close to eye level as she could to the fox then. It felt strange to stand so far above him when she asked, “Do you need help, Mister Fox?” 

“Who, me?” He rose onto all fours and turned away with a swish of his tail, nose in the air. He took two steps away from Shirayuki, then turned to look at her out of the corner of his eye. “I need no help. You, however…” 

“Me?” Shirayuki prompted when the fox simply trailed off without further explanation. 

The fox sauntered back to his original place in front of Shirayuki, though he did not sit this time. He said, “It is only that these trees do not like interlopers.”

“I promise I won’t do anything harmful while I’m here.” 

“Yes, but they can’t exactly trust your word as a stranger, you know. If, however, you had someone to vouch for your good character, they would let you do as you please. And I would be happy to vouch for your clearly upstanding character if only you agree to do three things for me.”

Sly, golden eyes that had previously been flitting all around the forest in a show of disinterest finally met her gaze and held it, waiting for an answer. 

“Alright,” Shirayuki said. 

On a normal day, she would be opposed to being tricked and coerced in this manner. As this was not a normal day, and as the fox was clearly too proud to ask for the help he clearly needed, she decided to play along. 

“Just like that?” the fox asked, clearly in disbelief. 

“Alright, I will hear you out.” 

“Careful, Miss. Words have meaning, and unless you are specific with yours someone might take advantage.”

“I tend to believe people are good if given the opportunity to be good.” 

“What a dangerous way to live,” the fox said softly. Then, shaking off the moment, he said, “First, you must take me home with you. Second, you must feed me from your plate when you eat. Third, you must let me sleep in your bed with you.” 

“For how long?” 

“One day and one night.” 

Only for today? She could handle that. She held out her hand and said, “I agree to your terms, Mister Fox.” 

His glanced at her outstretched hand, an approximation of a smirk flitting across his maw. After a moment, he placed his paw in her palm and let her shake it. 

“Please,” he said, voice low and honeyed, “call me Obi.” 

As early morning bled into afternoon, Shirayuki went about her business. Obi followed close on her heels when she moved, and watched her work from the shade when she stopped to gather this or that. When the work was done, they returned to Shirayuki’s modest apartment at the edge of town and shared a simple meal of bread and apples - from the same plate, of course, as per Obi’s earlier stipulation. After, she set about sorting what she’d gathered while Obi poked his snout curiously into just about every inch of her home. More than once, she heard something wobble precariously, only to hear a shout of, “It’s alright, Miss! Nothing to worry about over here!” 

The time inevitably came, after the sun had disappeared from the sky and Shirayuki had shared her second meal of the day, to confront Obi’s final stipulation. She took in mud caked around his paws, the sauce from the evening’s meal staining the white fur around his mouth, and began filling the bath. 

Obi took a lot of convincing, but he learned there was no denying Shirayuki when she’d set her mind to something. That something at the moment just happened to be letting her scrub between his toes. 

“You know,” Obi said, sounding mortified, “most people simply kick me out at this point so I don’t dirty their bed.” 

“That’s awful,” Shirayuki said and continued scrubbing. 

Humiliation complete, Obi was allowed to curl up on a towel on one side of Shirayuki’s small bed. She slid under the covers on the other side, having just enough room to lay on her side. She chose the side that would allow her to have Obi at the small of her back rather than spoon him. It felt more dignified if slightly less hospitable. 

“Goodnight,” Shirayuki said once she’d settled. “I hope you sleep well.” 

“This is it?” Obi asked after a moment of silence. “You’re really going to let me sleep here. No questions or tricks?” 

“Of course.” 

“Why?” 

She peeked over her shoulder and found him watching her with evident confusion and more than a little wariness. Like he was waiting for her to kick him out of her bed at any moment. She wondered how many times he’d tried to ask for help and been denied. She swallowed the indignation on his behalf that welled inside her at the thought and said, “Because you asked me to.” 

The rest of the night was not comfortable. Shirayuki was so unused to sharing a bed with anyone - man or creature - that she stirred at every slight movement from her current companion. At one point, he pushed up against her back so forcefully she thought she might topple right over onto the floor, but she managed to hold her ground. 

She gave up any hope for sleep at the first sign of dawn. It was fine. She’d slept less in her life. Honestly, she would have been fine not sleeping at all and giving Obi the bed, but it seemed like they needed to share the bed for anything to work. So yes, the lack of sleep was fine. The man in her bed was most certainly not. 

“Who are you?” she demanded, already across the room, back pressed against a wall and all of her attention on the stranger in front of her. Her hands shook as anger flooded her veins. Someone had taken the liberty to sneak into her house and into her bed in the middle of the night. The absolute gall. 

The man’s eyes went from sleepy and half-open to fully alert in no time at all. He glanced down at himself, discovered he was nude, and hastily covered himself with the bit of sheet that Shirayuki had claimed the night before. 

“It’s not what it looks like,” the man said. He seemed to get distracted by his own hand then, and let out a laugh. He looked over at her again and said, “Miss, you did it! You broke the curse.” 

Slowly, groggily, Shirayuki’s mind put together the pieces. The golden eyes. The lack of fox in her apartment. The Miss. She didn’t know what to expect at the end of all this, but it certainly wasn’t a man with shoulders so broad they nearly took up the entire bed. She’d seen men naked before, of course, but something about this particular naked man had her cheeks flushing. She averted her gaze to the ceiling to give them both some semblance of privacy and said, “I take it you’re Obi? Or were Obi?” 

“Still am, Miss.” In the very edges of her periphery she was trying her best to ignore, she saw him nod.  

“Oh,” she said. “Well, that’s good then. Congratulations.” 

Any potential awkwardness was dispelled easily when Obi said, “Thank you. For everything.” 

“You’re welcome,” she said. 

Obi insisted on making her breakfast as an official thank you gesture. Her stomach agreed before she did. Breakfast turned into lunch, and Obi never left. They lived happily ever after.

[dutifulsilence]

ooc ; wiped out already, but i have all day tomorrow to myself, so my plan is to hit up my drafts and asks.

[yourburdens]

woke up super low energy today but i forced myself out of bed instead of rotting there (we won, please clap). the dunmeshi hyperfixation is still here and i’m looking at falin, marcille and, my king, kabru very intensely. after i eat, there may be more malito content because he’s still heavy on my brain. i hope everyone is doing well ♡

[dcviated]

last night I threw my party into an arena and made them fight a bunch of stuff for fun

including an anjanath :)

setting up the stands was great since it had a ton of references for the party to notice

good times

[scoups4lyfe]

Sorry for the radio silence y’all. I got a new job and it’s kicking my a$$. I work until fvcking 7:30 PM. So as you can imagine when I get off work, I’m exhausted.

I’ll try and liveblog on Sundays, because that’s one of my off days. For right now though — no guarantees.

[maximoff-pan]

any updates for Benedict?? 😊

I’m definitely working on a part 2 of my newest fic, but it might take a bit as my next uni semester is starting today 😭

[francesderwent]

at all times I am thinking about that Maisie Peters tiktok where she was like “going on tour with my friends to play songs about boys I forced them to hang out with less than a year ago”