Hi my name is Keith K’ogane and I have ebony black hair that’s longer in the back than the front (its NOT A MULLET) and dark purple eyes like limpid grape juice and a lot of people tell me I look like Zuko (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Gerard Way but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m part galra but i dont have any fur. I have pale white skin. I’m also a paladin, and I pilot a lion that joins up with four other lions to become a giant robot man (I’m an arm). I’m a goth texan (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a dark gray t shirt, black skinny jeans, red and white boots, a belt with two fanny packs, black fingerless gloves, and a cropped red motorcycle jacket. I was walking outside the Castle of Lions. The particle barrier was fully functional, which I was very happy about. Lance stared at me. I put up my middle finger at him.
au prompt: falconers ref adam birkholtz is invited to join falcs captain jack zimmermann’s team for wednesday trivia nights at the bar. little does he know, jack’s boyfriend, bitty, has his own team made up of old college friends, and they’re VERY competitive. holster usually LOVES trivia, but he finds himself distracted by the very handsome, very enthusiastic doctor on Bitty’s team who’s currently kicking everyone’s asses.
Newt Scamander’s Fantastic Guide to Percival Graves
(and the sounds he makes)
for the lovely @kaciart, who’s been going through some tough times recently and wanted some gramander hc’s to cheer her up ! wanted to do sound since i haven’t seen many hc lists like that yet
newt scamander’s favorite percival graves sounds, as ordered in the scribbled pages of his observational field journal:
his sleepy, quiet morning grumbles
MACUSA men sleep like the dead, graves insists, and are sharp, alert guardians of the law– but that doesn’t mean they aren’t a little groggy in between those two states, before they’ve had their first cup of coffee (black, no sugar)
when he wraps around newt from behind and hums against the nape of his neck, nosing in beneath his curls. newt swears he can feel the reverberation of this in his entire body, there, like he is an instrument, a vessel, and graves can play him just right just by breathing
the gentle gurgling of his stomach when newt lays his head upon the warm, pale softness of it to take a nap
the sizzle-hum of his magic, which hangs about him like a constant, particular and dark, a sound like the expectant space between thunderclaps
when he mutters “good girl” to the niffler after she’s brought him his cufflinks in the morning
especially when he does this deep and gentle, like he thinks newt can’t hear it from the other room
the miscellaneous rustling of him
the scrape of his straight razor on his cheek
the comfortable shuff when he lets newt push his hands through that salt and pepper hair, loose and long with no product in it
when he groans while newt rubs his temples after a stressful day at the office
the Director Voice
the sensuous, dry purse of his lips around a cigarette and the slow and crackling draw of smoke in his lungs
the little sighs he makes when he’s kissed
and the pleasing, tart crossness in his voice when newt brings it up afterwards
the sound of him pissing like a racehorse in their bathroom next door after he’s fucked newt through two toe-curling orgasms and doggedly up to the edge of a third
the particular way he breaks when he comes
how snarls when he casts a hex, wordless, guttural and crooked
how he laughs, barked and bitterish, but true
how he snorts
how he swears
this is so hot, mostly because it reminds newt that this man is every inch a brooklynite
jesus fucking christ, PR is so incompetent these days
i could use a fucking drink
fuck, look at you, newt, oh my god–
how he says i love you, which is to say: the clanking and beating and carrying on of his tired, old heart, persisting beneath newt’s gentle hand
Hi my name is John Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way and I have short salt and pepper hair and I eat everything (that’s how I got my name) with galaxy streaks and sharp tips that reaches my mid-core and hungry black eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like John Arbuckle (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Merle Highchurch but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a VOREtex but my tendrils are straight and black. I have don’t have skin. I’m also a spokesman and I go to after a ship called The Starblaster in space where I’m on every plane (I’m hungry). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black suit with matching lace around it and black leather pants. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and black eye shadow. I was sitting in a conference room. It was sunset, which I was very happy about. Merle called me a sanctimonious bastard. I killed him.
Hi my name is Kravitz Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way and I have long ebony black hair (that’s how I got my name) with a and a black cape that reaches my mid-back and icy eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like the Raven Queen (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Taako from TV but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m the Grim Reaper but my face has flesh and is handsome. I have a pale white skull. I’m also a witch, and I go to a base called the Bureau of Balance on the moon (I’m uninoculated). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black suit with matching tie and a black cape with a red inside and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking around the Astral Plane. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of ghosts stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
I wrote this instead of working on my ereri pieces because I have commitment issues… also dedicated to the lovely monsoondownpour who recently had a traumatizing experience that needs to be erased with some hot ereri…
hope you like it bby!!
Eren looks up at the sound
of his office door opening, and he’s proud of how composed he keeps his
features when he sees Levi leaning against the door. He’s smiling, genuine and
a bit crooked, his eyes narrowed faintly in a way that makes Eren’s heart beat
fast and his throat feel tight with want.
Eren turns back to his
paperwork without so much as a greeting, and he hears the faint click of the
lock, a clear message of Levi’s intent that echoes in the silence of the room.
A rush of anticipation pulses
through his veins and down the length of his body, making him feel hot. It’s difficult to keep his hands from trembling.
When he thinks he has
himself under control, he looks up. But Levi’s back is to him, his head bent to
study a pile of books resting on top of a glass coffee table at the center of
“What do you want?” Eren
asks, and it costs him to keep his voice so light and airy. He thinks of his assistant
sitting outside, and how thin the frosted glass is that separates them.
Levi’s hands are clasped
behind his back, and the lazy slant of his shoulders and the sharp tilt of his hips
make Eren feel like he’s the one interrupting the other man’s day. His tight
control is slipping in the wake of that beautiful, lithe body.
“Don’t be so impatient,”
Levi murmurs without turning around. “Your assistant said you were free.”
Eren’s body hums in
response to the silky tenor of Levi’s voice and his presence commands his attention
so completely, it almost aches. He can
feel the pull of him like an unmoored vessel in rough waters.
“I’m busy, Levi,” Eren
says, shuffling papers across the surface of his desk, and there is a delicious
kind of pleasure in saying the other man’s name. “Why are you here?”
Levi turns around, his
burning gaze locking with Eren’s. He doesn’t need to say anything; Eren can see
the desire clouding his features like a fever, and he begins to stalk across
the room, quiet and sleek, all feline grace and power.
He moves to stand behind
Eren, brining his hands up lightly to rest against his shoulders. His scent
makes Eren’s chest flood with warmth and fondness, and he feels for a moment like he’s
wrapped in their bed sheets.
Levi’s mouth brushes over
his jawline, and Eren tilts his head to allow better access for those warm,
wet lips to slide against his skin. “I’m here to help,” Levi says, and the
words make Eren shiver. “Tell me what you need.”
With one last huff of Levi’s
warm breath against his skin, Eren pushes his chair back and stands, turning
and sliding on top of the desk, paperwork forgotten. He fists
a hand into Levi’s white shirt and pulls him into the vee of his legs.
“What I need?” Eren asks, hooking one knee around Levi’s hip and tugging
“Hmm yes,” Levi agrees,
sliding his hands that feel like flames down the hard muscles of Eren’s back,
before he settles them on his waist. He’s
latched onto Eren’s neck again, licking now.
“What I need,” Eren says again, as
Levi’s hands move to rest against his belt buckle. “Is for you to be very, very quiet.” He’s hard now, shaking with his need.
“I can be quiet,” Levi
murmurs against his skin, all sin and promise.
He rests his hand over Eren’s arousal, rubs the heel of his palm
slowly, back and forth over his clothed length.
Know any fics that feature lots of angst but with a happy ending? (on 2nd thoughts, without a happy ending is fine as well) Thank you <3
Hello anon! Sorry it took me so long to get to this, but I’ve been pretty busy recently and also angst is really not super my thing?? But because I have an insatiable need to read every highly-recommended Drarry fic, I have inevitably read a few really good angsty ones! Just keep in mind that my threshold for angst is not very high, and these will all have a happy ending ;)
In Pieces by Cheryl Dyson (85K)- Harry returns to Hogwarts as the new DADA instructor, only to find his teaching efforts thwarted by a very familiar ghost. This fic is absolutely amazing and filled with lots of fluff but also inevitably tons of angst because Draco is a ghost??? They can’t even touch??? *cries* I remember feeling like there was no way it could possibly work out happily and believably but I was VERY pleasantly surprised!
To Those Who Wait by loveglowsinthedark (8.5K)- Harry’s come is trickling out of my arse as I say ‘I do’ and promise to love and cherish Blaise in sickness and in health.The love of my life is preparing to leave the country as I smile for photographs.The excruciating agony of my heart shattering nearly brings me to my knees on what ought to have been the happiest day of my life. This fic is fucking FABULOUS if you want angst with a happy ending. And I’m not just saying that because @l0vegl0wsinthedark is my main bitch. Harry and Draco are basically soul mates they are so made for each other, but absurdly tragic circumstances have split them up (for now). I bet reading the summary alone has already made your heart ache and now the only way to soothe it is to go read the rest ASAP, so DO IT.
Another Mask Behind You by lettered (116.5K)- Draco is a high-end prostitute who hides his identity. Harry unknowingly hires him. And then there is porn, questions about identity, domestic bliss, more porn, and truth as seen through a web of lies. (And then more porn. Seriously, if you don’t want sex scene after sex scene you probably shouldn’t read this. And please read the warnings.) This has a lot of things you should check the warnings for, but among them is ANGST LIKE WOAH. A mistaken(hidden?) identity fic and yeah I would be angsty too if I found out I had been unknowingly fucking and falling in love with my schoolboy rival! It’s soooo well-written and probably the angstiest fic I have ever LOVED. So much else (aka mostly hot hot sex!) more than made up for the stress it caused me! Another angsty and amazing fic that you should definitely read by lettered isThe Boy Who Only Lived Twice, which also contains mistaken identity of a sort!
Written on the Heart by who_la_hoop (114K)- Harry doesn’t mind that so many Slytherins from his year have returned to finish their NEWTs, really he doesn’t. It’s just – do they have to be so friendly? He’s not prejudiced, really he’s not. It’s just – they’ve got to be up to something, right? Unnerved by the attention he’s attracting from everyone – the Slytherins are the least of it, to be fair – and struggling with a raft of changes to Hogwarts itself, Harry wishes he could be happy that one constant remains: Draco Malfoy really fucking hates him.When he’s hit by an illegal love-spell though, Harry finds he has more to worry about than whether or not Blaise Zabini actually wants to be his friend. For if everyone affected has been blessed – or cursed, by the look on Malfoy’s face – with a magical tattoo revealing the name of their soulmate, what does it mean that Harry’s skin remains completely bare? kfhdsjrg3hi SOUL MARKS!!! c;mbxneiu EIGHTH YEAR!!! rewuy,obsk AMAZING AUTHOR!!! Need I say more? (Idk if this one counts as “really” angsty but it has an angst tag and a pining tag and I just ran across it again and really want to rec it???)
In His Nature by create_serenity (20.5K)- Harry agreed to have sex with Draco once a month in order to keep him alive, what he didn’t agree to was Draco popping up all over the place and disrupting his life in more ways than one. Veela!Draco fic in which he needs sex with his mate to keep him alive. At first Harry thinks he’s doing Malfoy a huge favor, but soon he realizes how much pain he’s causing Draco by limiting their interactions and works on fixing that :).
Something Always (Brings Me Back to You) by Kedavranox (10K)- The Centre for Magical Theory and Complex Spell Classifications keeps fucking with Harry’s dig sites, and he’s pretty sure Malfoy has ulterior motives. This is a getting-back-together fic… but of course it can’t happen without several misunderstandings and life-threatening situations! Yep, yep. Definitely plenty of angst here.
Also I really can’t choose a specific one (there are so many!!) but most of the longer works by Lomonaaeren have a healthy dose of angst! She has a very unique style, but if you like it (I do!!) then her literal hundreds of fics are a goldmine!
The first time the gang takes a ride in a hot air balloon, it’s a breezy summer day and the blue skies are streaked with cirrus clouds, perfect for the culmination of months of planning and saving. They crowd into the basket and wave for Jonathan’s pre-takeoff photo op. As the balloon lifts off, Dustin starts in with his most enthusiastic rendition of “Gonna Fly Now”. Nobody minds this because it’s a change from his endless refrain of “Up Up and Away” on the drive up. Once they’re in the air, Lucas muses out loud what it’d be like to spit over the edge. Dustin shuts the idea down with a “That’s disgusting,” as Max slugs Lucas in the arm to drive the point home. (“Thank you, Max.” “No problem.”) They spend the next few hours playing I Spy and debating the merits of a hot air balloon as a getaway vehicle (Lucas maintains that a plane would be a better, faster option, while Max just asks why they wouldn’t just use a car?). Will divides his time between politely asking the pilot questions about what it’s like piloting a hot air balloon everyday and trying to unnecessarily memorize all the scenery floating by for future drawings. I say unnecessarily because El brought Jonathan’s old camera, last week’s birthday gift, and when she’s not gazing in awe at the views, she’s immortalizing them in photographs. Mike is also trying to memorize the scenery, but he’s more focused on the kind with awestruck brown eyes and curly brown hair who keeps grabbing his hand and smiling that beautiful smile. The excursion ends with Jonathan and Nancy returning from their drive and taking the kids to a pancake house, where they all stuff themselves with the fluffy flat pieces of heaven and their mapley toppings of glory, all to sleep off on the drive home (during which Lucas drowsily hums “Up Up and Away” before nodding off).
“Ages ago, Rebecca pitched The Zoo to Lamar and I as this absolute utopian, hippie society full of beautiful and healthy people with no concept of pain or sadness. So we went to town drawing as many different kinds of hot people as possible!” - Katie Mitroff
“a good good friend of mine told me about a quote from…uh…someone…about how utopias usually have something/someone missing, or that you should look for what’s not there in these settings. with that in mind i wanted to make the zoomans (zoo humans) as varied and diverse as possible.” - Lamar Abrams
For a series that has creators who are so concerned with inclusion and diversity, it’s really confounding to see stuff like “the Zoo” crammed into the narrative. You would expect the crew to be more educated about the history of colonization, especially since the main antagonists of the series are colonizers. It can’t be refuted that colonization plays a huge role in the story. Steven Universe lifts a lot of stuff from real life, but hippie communes should not have been used as the inspirational foundation for Pink Diamond’s “human zoo.” Crewniverse should have researched how colonization efforts contributed to the creation of actual human zoos long before they even began brainstorming. Hell, even a vague knowledge of Antebellum era stereotypes would have sufficed. Then the crew would be like: “No, let’s not have mostly black and brown captive humans act like docile, happy Uncle Toms, because if we did that’d be pretty racist!”
If the crew is truly as invested in the promotion of diversity as they claim to be, then they would have known about human zoos. Had they done their research, they would have known not to represent the “zoomans” as unburdened, overly innocent, clueless, and totally dependent on their captors, because such a portrayal would fall in line with racist stereotypes propagated by white colonizers. Had they done their research, they would have known not to have characters say “human zoo.” Had they done their research, they would have known that making the “zoomans” mostly “hot” black and brown people would be a terrible idea, because racial fetishitization is dehumanizing and the inclusion of predominantly black/brown people in a “human zoo” would have unfortunate implications. Had they done their research and had they really cared about being inclusive, “the Zoo” would not be a thing that exists.
“The Zoo” just makes it painfully clear that Crewniverse is full of really ignorant people who are not aware of their ineptitude at meeting their own ideals.
Note: the gems are the equivalent of white colonizers and the captive humans are synonymous with colonized people. Again, colonization plays a big role in the story and the crew takes cues from real life to get that across (e.g. Homeworld colonizes land for resources, they brutally uproot native populations, they express prejudice toward native populations, the Gem Homeworld salute, etc.)