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Gold(en) - ch4 of sskk’s moonlit masquerade: 

The weretiger glared down his prodigal form, propped up on an elbow. His eyes shone as golden as the sun streaming through the window.

Sleep- Rewilding of beacon hills ch ..14? Sterek

Stiles didn’t sleep that night. Hale’s wretched, hollow-eyed face kept him company as he sat in bed, knees up by his chest, one arm holding them tight.

Run - from the same as above

Saturday, though, Saturday is when the eyes started to follow him. He couldn’t find them, but even Erica grew more twitchy and uncomfortable, snapping at him often, although she tended to run an apologetic hand over the closest patch of skin.

Shadow - found in a kaeluckae wip called Mond Kids:

Diluc’s tucked into the shadow of the chimney, hidden by the shape of the roof itself. He’s got what seems like every stray cat in the city with him: crowding into his lap or nestled nearby.

Wind- kaeluckae Delusion: sniffles. My baby. Some day I’ll finish you.

Hi Sonder!! Thanks for your ask 🥰 i’ll keep doing them, if they keep coming 😅

My favorite fic to date is still my very first Green is my favorite color on you. It’s my baby and completely self-indulgent but it’s mine and I love her.

F) Surprisingly, it’s Harvey. I hope that people like my version of him, it was fun writing from his pov and get into his little nerdy, anxious, falling love with Sol head. My start to this fic was a Harvey who wasn’t familiar with feeling jealous about anything, so it was a new emotion until Sol moved to town.

for @gemneedscoffee

SSKK- Rated E, ch 1/5, will be updating Fridays, essentially fully written so I’ve just gotta wrap the last bit and edit. A beautiful, perfect boy in his lap. Soft sounds in his ears. His fangs, new and sore and so large in his starved maw, buried to the gums in a gland barely a few days old, a gland he’d made manifest. Marking him, claiming him, promising him forever; the elation in his soul making his pretty mate cling and weep.

Wet, tentative pressure at the gland throbbing to life in the curve of his throat and—

And then blankness.

Prince Ryuunosuke has no intention of participating in the farce of a masquerade ball, nor taking part in any manner of courting, loyal to the half-formed bond he created one moonlit night, despite being unable to remember certain small details… like the name or the face of the boy he bit.

My only contribution to OC week at the guild this week 😅 but it’s okay cause i’m motived for my current WIPS 💕 i have many OCs but Miss Sol will always be my number one girl

…the outline is 2k. There is less sex than there ought to be. I think. Maybe.

‘This’ll be quick, I’ll try to write like shea and Not Fuckin Explain Anything!!’

(let's all come together and pretend this is a fresh ask and i definitely didn't get busy and leave my inbox untouched for like 2 months)

ok so. a while back, i watched a youtube video where someone collected a bunch of old one piece theories that have since been jossed and reacted to them. there were a good few amusing little gems in it - dragon is the real final villain, shanks is luffy's bio dad, stuff like that. i've forgotten most of them, but the one that stuck with me was one of the most generic ones, and actually wasn't a single theory at all - it was a lightning round of a bunch of extremely similar theories following the same theme.

specifically, the "all blondes are related" theories. people drawing connection between sanji and Literally Any Other Blond pre-wci. killer, marco, i think fucking. rayleigh might've been in there? and, of course, because most of these theories dated to right before sanji's actual blood family was revealed, aka right after dressrosa, sabo.

and the thing is, right. once you start thinking about it they do have a lot in common. they're both runaway nobles who are officially dead. they're both from very sucky families. they both have an affinity for fire. they are, of course, both decidedly blond.

and as far as i'm aware, we know literally nothing about sora outside of her marriage to judge. she's presumably of noble birth, and their marriage was probably arranged, (hard to imagine judge going for a love match) but because oda is oda he gave us jack and shit past what he needed to most effectively fridge her. so sora could, for example, be a politically inconvenient (read: has morals) daughter of a minor noble family in east blue who judge sought out because he liked her genes or whatever and also a wife from a different blue would be much easier to isolate from support or aid to force her cooperation with his bullshit... and none of this would be in contradiction to canon.

so i made a fic where sabo and sanji are first cousins and sabo's one connection to his pre-amnesia self is sora's diary, which he had on him when he set sail and which was somehow undamaged in the following kerfuffle. this then leads to him researching his biological family and deciding to steer clear of literally all of them right up until he happens to stop by the baratie on a whim and notices his waiter's very distinctive eyebrow. he and sanji keep in touch afterwards, and then when sanji gets whisked off by some new pirate crew a few years later, sabo decides to check in on him and, well. things develop in a predictable direction from there.