here we cross

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And here it is! The self project i gave myself! And if your smart, i drew these Sans’ with the face expressions of http://nightstorm02.tumblr.com/post/157676989679/yeah-sorry-about-that-this-is-probably-better and now im gonna write it in order.

Undertale sans by @undertale Underswap sans by … someone help me find out  Cross sans by @jakei95  Geno sans by @loverofpiggies  Outertale sans by @2mi27   Dream sans by @dreamtale-au  or joku    Ink sans by @comyet Gaster sans by @borurou   Reaper sans by @renrink    Heavenfell sans by @heavenfell-au   Fresh sans by @loverofpiggies   FoundAbove sans by @nightstorm02 Nightmare sans by @dreamtale-au or joku  Epictale sans by @yugogeer12  Ania(skeleton) by @ania-da-peasant   Huntertale sans by @huntertale-au        Plundertale sans? by @plundertale-au  Cat sans by @owosa                                    Swapfell sans by … someone help me find out                             Memoryfell sans by a good friend @burebu-luxiu

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Rosvolio wedding night request; Benvolio assures Rosaline that they don't have to consummate their marriage

Day 0.

Her hand tenses in his the moment the door shuts behind them. The ribbon wrapped around their wrists burns, digging into her skin. Ignoring the sight of the bed, large and clean and imposing, Rosaline turns to Benvolio.

Her husband.

Her husband.

Before she can say anything - what, exactly, she would have said she’s not certain - Benvolio speaks first. “I do not expect us to consummate our marriage.” His voice is low, and he looks at her feet and not her eyes, and even though the pit in her stomach quickly loosens, Rosaline frowns.

“I cannot expect - “

He shakes his head. “I cannot expect - “ his head shakes harder, perfectly combed hair flying across his forehead, “I know and understand your feelings about this marriage.” His face softens for a second and Rosaline wants to snap the ribbon still tying them together. But quickly, he appears blank-faced, almost stern. “I do not wish to defile our marriage bed with such a loveless act.”

Rosaline blinks. The surprise is not unexpected; the slight bit of disappointment, however, certainly is. But rather than dwell on confusing emotions, she nods and begins untwined their hands.

The ribbon falls to the floor quietly.

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anonymous asked:

Writing prompt possibly??? "I'm not jealous" benvolio and rosaline?

Note: This was mainly written for the above prompt. But I’m trying to combine a bunch of different ideas into one ficlet (the others being “Ros defends Ben from his uncle” and “Ben confesses his reputation is probably inaccurate” so here we go. I’m apologizing in advance for how awful my historical fiction knowledge is.

Warnings: Implied abuse.

When he had convinced Rosaline to take a break from their searching, to have a drink with him, he had expected her to say no.

But, of course, Rosaline surprises him. She says yes and points to the first tavern in their path. Benvolio swallows his unease and follows her inside.

He regrets the decision almost immediately.

“Sir!” A woman he vaguely recognizes beams at him, glasses of ale in both hands. She glances warily over at Rosaline, but her smile does not waver. “It has been too long, sir Montague.” The way she says his name - a flicker of a memory, and then - 

“Lady Bianca,” he says, his face straining. He does not look at Rosaline, who sips her drink. “It has been some time.”

Bianca’s face falls suddenly. “I’m sorry about your cousin, sir. And Sir Mercutio - they did not deserve to be killed by those horrid - “

Benvolio quickly clears his throat. “Have you met my betrothed? Lady - “

“Rosaline Capulet,” says Rosaline, finally, and Benvolio admires the way she smiles smoothly and how her eyes glitter with slight amusement. “Now, please, tell us - how do you two know each other?”

His admiration quickly turns to irritation. Of course she seeks to embarrass him. “That is none of your concern - “

“My friends were once - acquaintances - of his friends. According to them, they acquainted multiple times.” Bianca keeps her voice low and level, as if what she discusses is not completely scandalous. She glances over at him, but he shakes his head as Rosaline raises her eyebrow. “But do not worry - rumors are that Benvolio is a gracious lover as well.”

If he could set himself on fire, he would.

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Party- for Good Boys Only

Pairing: AmazingPhil & Danisnotonfire (Phan)

Genre: Smut, Angst, Daddy!kink

Warnings: Parental Divorce, Sexual Content

Word count: 9000

Summary: Dan and Phil are reluctant stepbrothers soon to be strangers. When Dan’s father decided to marry Phil’s mother, no one could have predicted the marriage ending in flames only a few weeks later. The two boys who avoided each other at all costs during the marriage are brought together one last time before they part ways forever. Phil hates Dan. Dan can’t stand Phil. But what happens when a house party goes terribly wrong and they end up needing each other more than their parents ever did?  

AKA. Angsty teenage Dan, a drunken night no one can remember, mysterious hickies, thigh riding, overstim, sexual tension for days etc… 

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Time to play Rebellion.

In which Agent Kallus and Hera Syndulla somehow manage to look like action figures.

Agent Kallus: Paul Moore.

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Cats and a dog with Crosses! Spreading cute feelings all around!

Llyud @listheninja, Pongo @kentucky-the-fried,
Melon @the-lazy-melon, Rourke @mandoesthatfeelgood 
Sera is my own Cross.

Not the intended cat to dog ratio I promise!

HEY these promos seem to go around faster than others so mcslam that LIKE or REBLOG button if you’d be up to interact w/ a fandomless OC!! he’s tiny, an expert at pissing people off, WILL fight you (and probably lose), and is 80% rage. small and ready to brawl. disclaimer: i am not responsible for your stolen snacks, interact at your own risk.    

DannyMay Day nine: Breakfast/Coffee

..They hadn’t hung out all together like this in what felt like years. It was only two and a half but still. So much has changed but at the same time, nothing really has.

She is very grateful for the friends, no, the family she has become a part of.

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ok but rosaline/benvolio:

  • “sidekicks” to another’s love story
  • individual character parallels (the Realists, orphans, ‘black sheep’)
  • arranged marriage
  • working together for a common goal
  • on equal footing, willing to challenge and call each other out
  • p a r t n e r s
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“oh”

M!A: 1/10

Ryder: “Hey, SAM, I’m about to head into this dark corridor. Can you do anything to help me see better?”
SAM: “Affirmative, Pathfinder. Stand by.”
Ryder: “Great! What’s it going to be? Can you make my eyes more sensitive? Oh, or let me see in infrared or something? Some cool modification like that?”
SAM: “I will activate a flashlight on the front of your suit.”
Ryder: “…”

Old Friend

We need something to counteract the angst that @radioactivedelorean posted earlier for @a-million-chromatic-dreams‘, @witete‘s, and our Brain Trauma AU. So, more of the good ending! Follows after “Intervention” and “Reunion.”

I think you guys can guess what’s going on here, from the title.

Stan, Dipper, and Mabel watched from the hearth as Jheselbraum stood over a sleeping Ford, her hands glowing a gentle pink as they hovered over his head. The language she was chanting in didn’t sound like anything human, but Dipper wasn’t about to interrupt and ask Jhessie what it was she was saying.

Stan held up a hand and started counting down with his fingers, making a loose fist when Jhessie stopped counting and pulled her hands back as the glow faded.

“That still looks like magic to me,” Mabel said.

“I suppose that it does,” Jhessie admitted, looking over at them. “However, it is a science somewhere in the multiverse, and as it is a science of the mind, I find it the best to use to assist in Ford’s recovery.”

Ford snorted in his sleep, then opened his eyes lazily, like a cat that was in a comfortable position and didn’t want to be moved. Jhessie looked down at him with amusement and patted him on the head.

“Move or don’t move, the decision is yours,” she said lightly.

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