I'm a simp :')

she/he/they 18+ - libra - artist and nerd

[sumonesreprieve]

so.. CAN SOMEONE MAKE HELMEPPO FANFICS?? HES SO UNDERRATED AND I LOVE HIM SM. I ACTUALLY DONT CARE IF ITS THE LIVE ACTION ONE HES HOT TOO 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

[marineduo]

Ok so this is going to sound RIDICULOUS but I don’t actually know of any Helmeppo fics that are actually enemies to lovers. Most just imply the enemies to lovers happened lol.

Anyways, on to the fics. Keep in mind going forward you’ll need to look through at tags to make sure these fics are actually something you want to read. Everything in pink is a link.

In This Post Here I have a ton of Coby/Helmeppo fic recommendations with summaries. Don’t like Cobymeppo? No problem! I’ve got more where that came from! (Though be aware in my personal fic series there can be some Cobymeppo in there, just check tags)

From my own personal collections, first up there is my Oops All Helmeppo series. It’s basically all my Helmeppo-centered fics that don’t really fit anywhere else. Highly recommend taking a look. Then I have my Helmeppo’s No Good, Very Bad Luck series which is most of my Helmeppo whump fics. And they are set in the same general universe so the order of the fics is the order in which the injuries are acquired and they sometimes get referenced later on! I have other series that could be worth looking at but those two I think cover most of the fics and you can browse further at your leisure.

This next one I’m involved in, but is actually spearheaded by the wonderful @ensignsenna - the Coby: Ace Attorney series! The focus character is Coby, sure, but after case 1 Helmeppo becomes a key player and will only continue to be more involved as it goes! You should still read the first case though. Don’t know Ace Attoeney? That’s ok! You don’t need to for this series!

There are honestly a ton of good Helmeppo fics but some personal favorites (I will not pretend to be unbiased) are:

Kitchen Nightmares and Winning a Losing Fight by Senna once agin (Actually just go look at her whole AO3 its great)

Soup and Company by Pink_Paradox

people who can cook without a recipe book scare me by greatduwangs,

fight or flight by battybatzgirl (another person you should browse the full AO3 of)

Long Way Down by 2Farky2Furious (BIG content warning for this one, mind the tags)

There’s also a ton more but this should get you started!

[go-shameless-weeb]

Reblogging this once again because these ARE GOOD

[go-shameless-weeb]

So I'm sorry just to go back to this real quick-

THIS????? By Vishihan, Absolutely scrumptious

It's smut but there's lots of fluff, pairing: CobyMeppo

Lovely read and lovely trope, 10/10

I'll be back to update this every time I find something interesting ✨✨

Edits:

Oh lord this. Hurt and fluff, got me close to shed a tear at the end. Mainly Helmeppo and his daddy issues + some Bogard

Hurt and SLIGHT hint-ish of fluff in this, absolutely adore how marineduo (spiralxshock) writes. 10/10 as always

T h i s

Oh gods, it's not Helmeppo centered at all, but there's some Helmeppo+Coby cockblocking in there, actually very funny imo. Completely/mainly centered on GarpxBogard smut, juicy as hell

THIS IS SO CUTEEEE

CobyMeppo already established and so so much fluff, I adore it, they're so sweet💕 just cuddles💕

Bogard as a father figure is everything I need in this world, he's simply so perfect for the role. In this we have him and Helmeppo just having some father and son bonding, fluff(?) and some angst for Helmeppo of course, his daddy issues will never leave him I'm afraid

[jell-o101]

"We want more complicated female characters!"

Ya'll couldn't even handle HER.

[blackstar5078]

Important tags to include actually.

[life-on-our-planet]

eepy mourning dove cupping its wings under its belly for cushion ©Ella

[frosty-tian]

“What’s so funny?”

“Probably those odd Earth humour again.”

“Back to think of it… they are an odd pair.”

Somehow never posted this, but here’s my side of a trade with @thechildbythesea.

[yellow-guiding-lantern]

[2ear-tr9p]

Dean Winchester was Castiels forbidden fruit

[cloudindeed]

Laxus content announced so HERE

[girlypopz123]

"Being kind is punk" you need to learn to do good things without it being tied to a social status or subculture

[atomicpopcornart]

I've never done a manga coloring before, but I just had to attempt it for the latest 100YQ cover! A Raijinshuu selfie is just too cute to pass up~

[comikbook]

people will call rap overstimulating and then listen to hyper pop

[comikbook]

i cant talk to people who hate on entire genres about music they have a sinister aura that i do not want to interact with

[trinistaxmcnuggle]

Even if it's Country?

[comikbook]

yes hot take the hatred of country music as a whole will often come down to classism i love country music i love bluegrass i love folk and writing off a whole genre or type of music is crazyyyyyyy

[pineoplya]

[fuckyeahfraxus]

glimpse of the best badass babes I cannot believe it

[troublemakingrebel]

River Raids with Ivarr: steal it if it’s nailed down, kill it if it fights back

[heyitsauralie]

That body is ridiculous 🫠

[i-gotta-get-normaller]

[filthyivarrtrash]

[lytfrith873-deactivated20260128]

We could be slaughtering, pillaging, raiding, and looting, but instead, you befriend the local corvids - Ivarr, probably.

[sassenach-on-the-rocks]

Let’s Race

Fandom: Assassin’s Creed

Characters: Jacob Frye, Reader

Genre: Fluff

Written by request of @hoodedbirdie and @ass-sass-sin-o! Hope you enjoy it!

It was the perfect day. It was warm. The skies were clear. The Blighters were in hiding from The Rooks.

Which meant one thing: you could finally take him on again.

“Hey Frye, want to race?” You asked your boss just outside the Rooks hideout in Devils Acre.

Your boss, Jacob Frye, had looked at you with a cocky grin. Ever since he had taught you how to move quickly over anything and everything in London, it seemed all you wanted to do was challenge him to a race

He could never resist of course, either a challenge or you.

So, off the two of you went, grinning madly as the two of you tore through the streets, jumping over fences, nearly knocking people over along the way and yelling “Sorry!” behind you as you did your best to keep pace.

Along the way, you kept looking for ways to trip Jacob up, but they never worked. Jacob had raced you too many times to be fooled by your stunts. After a bit you wanted to up the ante. Seeing a stack of crates piled high along a wall, you saw that they were high enough that you could use them to get to the roof.

Heading for them at top speed, you glanced behind and saw that Jacob was within reach. Jumping up at the last crate and reaching up, you managed to grab the ledge and pull yourself up quickly. You had managed to clear the ledge before you felt something come down on you, something large very heavy, not only knocking you over, but hitting your head as well. Before you knew it, you were flat on the roof, the wind nearly knocked out of you.

For a moment, you weren’t sure what happened. All you knew was that things were a bit blurry and that you were weighted down by something. Once your vision cleared, you turned to see what was weighing you down, but you quickly saw that it wasn’t something but someone.

Somehow, someway, your boss was flat on top of you.

“Christ Frye, you weigh a ton.” You gasped.

“I’m not that heavy luv.” Jacob protested lightly as he waited for his head to stop spinning.

As he spoke those words, you could feel his hot breath against you skin, his whiskers tickling a bit. His mouth was close enough to your ear where his voice, that smooth, could make anything sound seductive voice of his was right there. It was at that moment you realized that his face was buried in your neck.

The longer it took Jacob to get his bearings, the more certain things about him came to your attention. You noted the smell of leather mixed with the Irish whiskey he loved to drink. You noted how his body, that strong, chiseled body of his, hard won by his years of scraping with anyone and everyone, somehow magically fit well against yours.

And you liked it. You liked it, a lot.

Fuck me. You thought. Just what I need.

It was then that Jacob regained more of his senses. Realizing that he had flatted you, that he was all but wrapped around your gorgeous form, he pushed himself up and slowly rolled over onto his back, hoping that you wouldn’t notice his reddening face.

Finally, able to move more, you looked over at him and saw that he had scraped himself up a bit when he landed on top of you. Jacob didn’t seem to notice though, he was busy focusing on the sky above him.

Moving slowly, you pushed yourself up and sat down next to him. Looking below, you saw that your trousers were a bit torn at the knees and that your hands were scraped. More than anything, you were sore…and still a bit turned on by your boss.

The two of you sat in silence, neither of you knowing what to say next. Jacob did all he could to avoid looking at you, still embarrassed by the whole mess. Here you were, one of his best, one of the ones he trusted the most, and now here, because he just had to show off, had ended up on you and had possibly hurt you.

“Are you okay luv?”

“Yeah, I’m okay. Perhaps we should head back though…. get patched up.”

“Yeah…we should do that luv.” Jacob stammered, still not looking at you. Standing up first, you dusted off your hands and offered one to Jacob. Barely looking at him, he reached out, took it and let you help him up. Jacob then dusted himself off, keeping his eyes down.

Walking over to the edge, you started to climb down first. Jacob followed close behind, but with how sore the two of you were, it took a bit longer than he would have liked. Once the two of you reached the ground, wincing, you both started to walk towards the nearest train station, knowing that there would be supplies on it.

Along the walk, you tried to keep the mood light, cracking jokes with Jacob like the two of you always did, but your thoughts kept going back to him on top of you, the feel of his breath on your face and the memory of it sent chills down your spine.

“So, should we just call that a tie?” You asked.

“Yeah.we can.” Jacob stammered, still trying not to think about how much he wanted to hold you again.

By that time, the two of you reached Victoria station where thankfully, Bertha had already arrived. Stepping on the train, the both of you headed straight for the bar car, with only one thought in mind:

“I need a fucking drink.”

[angel-tries-to-write]

Old Love Doesn’t Rust

Fandom: Assassin’s Creed Rating: Explicit Pairing: Ezio Auditore x fem!reader Word count: 2611 Genre: smut and fluff

Inspired by this. @marshmallow–3​ here, as I promised

A/N: Sooo… Well, first of all I have parents who are his age, so it was weird, but I’ve done worse things, so no stress, I’m fine. Second of all, I’m not a fan of age differences, so I made the reader as old as Ezio, I don’t think I’ve ever read anything like that, so it’s a unique and interesting experience. Am I screaming now and am I going to scream for a few days and every time this post will get a note? You can guess.

Also the title is a literal translation of Polish idiom, which I decided suits better than the actual translation, or the actual meaning of this expression.

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