they made a new monster and it fucks
THE DRINK THE DRINK
this is the funniest thing ive seen in months
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— 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃.
❝ SYNOPSIS. ❞ After four of the nine titans were sent to paradis, the island of the devils, and never returned, Commander Magath decides to send you, one of their highest ranking strategists and researchers, to infiltrate the Scouts regiment and Eldian forces to uncover the truth behind their motives. Hellbent on taking down King Fritz' reign of terror, you have no trouble infiltrating their military, their homes, their lives to bring an end to the titans, once and for all. But you never expected one dark haired man, armed with two blades at his sides, to make your job so difficult, nor to steal your heart. how do you tell the man you've fallen in love with you're his sworn enemy?
❝ MORE. ❞ levi ackerman x female! reader, zeke yeager x female! reader ft. the cast of attack on titan. this series will consist of both sfw, nsfw and dark content. each chapter will included the needed trigger warnings. set between attack on titan season 3-4. this story will contain spoilers.
❝ ACT ONE ❞
CHAPTER ONE. ostensibly
CHAPTER TWO. in my child's eyes
CHAPTER THREE. suicide mission
CHAPTER FOUR. where the horizon ends.
CHAPTER FIVE. escape the afterlife.
CHAPTER SIX. dirty hands, dirty graves.
CHAPTER SEVEN. thicker than blood.
CHAPTER EIGHT. godly
CHAPTER NINE. evaporate.
CHAPTER TEN. an angel to kill.
more coming soon !
Still mourning this fic that I'm fairly certain never came to fruition
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where he laments being perceived as the villain of the story as if he were not deserving of the title.
WHERE HE LAMENTS BEING PERCEIVED AS THE VILLAIN OF THE STORY AS IF HE WERE NOT DESERVING OF THE TITLE!!!!!!
WHERE HE LAMENTS BEING PERCEIVED AS THE VILLAIN OF THE STORY AS IF HE WERE NOT DESERVING OF THE TITLE!!!!!!
I LOVE DIDI SO MUCH, YO I’M NOT JOKING
i want this video archived, tattooed into my brain, never will i cherish a piece of media as much as i cherish this
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ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: earth 42 miles morales x spider gn reader
ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: the prowler and the spider had an infamous rivalry—the prowler was always improving, and the spider refused to die.
ᴀɴᴏɴ: Earth42! Miles had a s/o who was bitten by a spider as well (maybe just an AU where 1116 Miles didn’t get bitten by the spider or there was another one) and they are both rivals under the masks but literally love eachother without them bc they don’t know each other’s identity?? And some angsty if they were in battle and he was beating them tf up and literally about to kill them and removes the mask and MORE ANGST AHH.
ʀᴇ𝐐: yes ~ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1.4k ~ alternate universe (within alternate universe) where the reader is bit instead of earth 1610 or earth 42 miles
part 2 (crackfic)
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: swearing, violence, blood, near death experience
ᴍᴀʏʙ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: we had so little of earth 42 miles so personally i dont like him yet but the request is good
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I love that to love ACOTAR is also to deeply hate it. Much like the Twilight fandom, you have to take it for what it is and accept how flawed and fucked up it actually is. Is there plot? Nah. Are there problematic protagonists and supporting "heroes?" 1000%. Do we love them. Mostly? Are we completely feral over the piece as a whole? Yep. Do we hate the author? Oh yeah. This is just who we are.
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New Daughter of Mine
Pre!Avatar Way of Water
platonic!jake sully x human!!reader x platonic!neytiri
Sequel: Goldilocks
It’s easy to take in a stray animal. A human child being taken in by two aliens is an entirely different narrative and challenge within itself. Neytiri works her best to learn with each day. And there were good ones like now. As she sits with her dear Netayem pressed to her chest and she watches as Jake points to himself, palms pressed to his chest as he slowly sounds out, “sem…pul”
And she can’t help the smile across her lips as you speak it back pressing your hands atop his, “sempul!”
“And Neytiri is?...” he raises his brow as you huff, pressing your eyes so tight then opening them wide.
“Sa’nu!”
“Sa’nok” He flicks your forehead gently.
“For you I am sa’nul my y/n.” And her heart throbs at the gap toothed smile you flash her. Her own lips turned up.
You latched onto Neytiri in an instant. And to Jake’s surprise she accepted you immediately. She would bring you on small hunts, teaching you to aim, to track. Crafted a bow with you as she told you the story of the one whose bow she carried.
She braided your hair affectionately in the warmth of the day. Her fingers gently plaited, and moved with a gentleness you never knew. Slowly you found yourself falling asleep, leaning your small body back to rest your head on her stomach.
And she didn’t have the heart to wake you, so she adjusted your head gently and continued threading the beads. They were her own ones from her own childhood. A piece of her, now a part of you.
You shifted in her arms, eyes open half way as a large yawn fell from your lips. By then she was done and you looked into the clear waters with excitement enjoying the sounds of the beautiful beads.
“Mother would braid tight when she did my hair at home. And there was another woman, I don’t think she liked me very much. She would do it sometime and it would hurt.”
And Neytiri cupped beneath your jaw to look into your eyes. “I will always be gentle with you, my y/n.”
And she was. Jake would raise his brow as she watched how Neytiri would speak with you. It took months to tear down that stoney wall, but with you she was a pile of mush in an instant.
But when it rains it pours. And when the bad moments come it is when Neytiri realizes that it only strengthens the now four of you.
It usually happens at night. You would get these night terrors and would scream and cry for your mother and father. It shook her to her core the first night it happened, but somehow you knew Neytiri’s arms and when sh beheld you tight and rocked you gently you would slowly lull back to slumber.
One particular night it was bad and in an attempt to soothe you Neytiri lay her hand atop yours and went to hold you once more. In your haze of a nightmare though you continued to shout “Mama! Mama!!” your shrieks now shake Jake awake who watches as your tiny fists drive into Neytiri your hands collide with hers working to get them off of your body.
“Its ok baby come here, you're fine. You're safe. We’re here” Jake quickly pries your fighting form away from Neytiri and wraps his arms around you.
And so she pressed Netayem to her chest bouncing him gently as she shushed him and Lo’ak who was woken by your screams.
Her heart broke as Jake pressed you to his chest, how you grasped his hand as you whimpered. You were scared of her. It was then she realized it. No matter how hard she would try, how hard she could try and heal your wounds, she would never be your birth mother. But for now, she would endure it. Because you were her ite.
She would not be your birth mother, she would do better. She could feel this task in her bones, from Eywa herself as she knelt before the tree of souls with tears in her eyes. “Free my daughter from these monsters in the night my Eywa. Great Mother help me, guide me. Teach me to do what is needed for my daughter.” Her eyes screwed shut as she clasped her hands tightly.
Tonight she waited. Neytiri was a huntress at heart, the best among the tribe. And she could hear it from the stutter in your breath. And so she sat up, holding you in her lap and rocking you as your breaths picked up. And she sang. She sang your song chord. Whispered it over and over as she brushed your hair out of your face.
And this time you didn’t fight her. Instead your head slowly fell into her palm, she could feel the gentle puffs of your breath slowing down. You lean into her touch and she smiles as she sings into the night.
That next day she would add a bead to her song chord. It was a beautiful stone you’d found playing in the waters with Netayem. She smoothed it down once rough and covered in stone turned smooth with deep grooves like a pearl, and now sings a new verse. “My Y/N, my light. Bright star in my life. To you, Great Mother, I thank you each night. Daughter of mine, new joy in my life. My Y/N, My Y/N.”