#the slow burn good shit!

[cauterisen]

(finishes s6 of the dragon prince) have i mentioned how much i love kimiko/claudia and kimiko/soren

[panakoui]

post canon laishuro prelude :>

[rainy-matcha]

is billford where Bill gets an honest to god redemption arc and they get back together completely out of the question or no....

(if anyone has a fic recc for this PLEASE comment it on this post-)

[towards-toramunda]

Hey do you ever think about Orym being a self proclaimed romantic who is “super lonely all the time, especially at night” and how guilty he feels about wanting romantic connection because he still loves his husband, and sees Will’s face every night before going to bed, but he’s starting to realize his deeper attraction to Ashton as something real and realize his pining for Dorian as something he shouldn’t ignore, but he was supposed to be with Will and he’s come to terms with Will dying, but sometimes it hurts so much, and yes he wants romantic connection and he’s so lonely, but he still hasn’t gotten revenge for Will’s death, and he may die soon so why pursue anything if he’s gonna be with Will again in the afterlife, BUT he may die soon and why hold off on admitting how he feels when he knows that despite losing Will the time they had was real good and he wouldn’t trade it for anything, and what if he doesn’t die what if it all turns out okay and maybe he now really has a reason to want and hope for not just *the* future, but HIS future because that future could include Dorian or Ashton and is it bad to not want to be with Will sooner or is it better to want to live and be with someone who cares for him because thats what Will would want and he wants romantic connection and he is so lonely all the time, especially at night, and what if I started chewing the drywall huh?

[callilemon]

@bookdragonwrites, thank you for creating such a wonderful story!

HAPPY ATL ANNIVERSARY 💜💙

Noé & Vanitas are telling you to read it! What are you still doing on the post??

[jessiesjaded]

Conduit.

[endlesspillowtalk]

i'd love a levi x reader fic set in canonverse where reader is not just a cadet but someone that has as much authority as levi, or even better, where she has a higher rank, idk, the background of their interactions would be something interesting to see & it'd be so cool to explore another dynamic between levi and reader than just "captain levi x cadet reader" "subordinate and superior fall for each other" "complicated relationship/forbidden love between captain and cadet" typa thing..

idk just wanted to put this idea out there if someone would like to consider it and get inspired and do god's work because i can't write to save my life 😭

[bellzsad]

the gentleman has the opportunity to create an AMAZING slow burn and it better fucking happen

[soupieoopieisloopie]

Sukuna x reader idea where it’s back in the Heian era or wtvr and Sukuna kidnaps the reader who has no cursed energy or experience in fighting but they are determined to kill him.

He’s ordering them to bow and they don’t, instead getting into a fighting stance and lunging at Sukuna, only for him to grab the collar of their clothes and hold them away from him as they thrash around like a feral rabid animal trying to kill him. They somehow slip away and manage to get hurt so much that the servants have to tend to them and by the time they’re patched up they immediately try to escape and it’s just a bunch of chaos and shenanigans

Sukuna doesn’t want to kill them because he wants them as a concubine or they’re from a famous clan or he just admires their spunk and fight idk lmao

But it’s like slow SLOWWW burn enemies to lovers, full of crack type beat

[shadebloopnik]

Actual footage of all my rational thought and carefully thought out comment essay completely burning up in my end when reading the ending of Dancing Over Those Burnt Bridges:

To anyone who hasn't read this series yet, its called Stolen Moments and please read it from the beginning and join this crazy rollercoaster with me bc holy shit its literally so good i love it so much-

[scatterpatter]

I cannot get enough of these fucking guys

[kazumist]

im gna be honest with u all thoma's installment is gonna be the less angsty one compared to everyone else in the shs universe LMFAOOOOO UHM

[poebrey]

I loved this episode I hate that this is the last season

[spacephrasing]

currently reading a self insert fic and we’re nineteen fuckin chapters in and I haven’t even kissed ford yet

[showtoonzfan]

Me when The Walten Files:

[littlelostmabari]

Chapter 18: The End Begins (Part II)

In which Saoirse finally gets some... answers? Also, someone is taken.

Tagging @skinwalkingxana :)

Fandom: Dragon Age 2 / Dragon Age Inquisition

Current Pairings: Cullen Rutherford x OC. Background F!Hawke x Anders

Rating: M (Canon-typical violence & behavior, check tags & CW on chapters)

Links: Whole Work | Chapter 18 | Saoirse Character Sheet

(Dividers by cafekitsune)

"You are not the first she has called here," Marethari murmured. "I shall not reveal her identity to you, if she has not done so already. The creature you summoned, spirit or not, is correct. She plucks at the threads of fate like a spider plucks at a web, ensuring their strength and testing for flies caught in their strands." Marethari stood, looking out over the edge of the cliff towards the afternoon sun. "You will see her again, I have no doubt. She collects from those she has invested in."

"You sound like you know from experience," Saoirse grumbled as she refused to stand, heels of her hands pressed against her eyes. Marethari made a half-hearted noise of assent. "Great." Saoirse finally sat up and stared at the ritual circle, facing away from Marethari. "You're right that she hasn't told me explicitly who she is, but I have a pretty good guess. Hawke came to you some time ago, didn't she? As a favor for the Witch of the Wilds?"

Marethari paused, gripping her staff with both hands as if she would bound away any second, and then sighed and nodded her head. Saoirse felt the sardonic laugh from yesterday bubbling up in her stomach again, and she fell backwards into the grass. Her laughter echoed across the stonework and down the cliffside and she almost thought that other laughs joined it before she finally had to take a breath.

"Fuck me," she hollered into the open sky, arms outstretched to the heavens and tears rolling down from her eyes to her ears. "Hawke didn't want me to call myself a daughter of the Witch of the Wilds. She thought that would be inviting danger. Turns out" — she lost herself to laughter again — "I might as well have been Chasind all along."