You’re hanging in the lobby between matches, and you’ve noticed the Range Blaster on your team has been… oddly distracted that last round.
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aka I wrote a script for what I thought a wav featuring Asahi would entail :> there’s allergies, stuffy talk, and lots of game talk lol.
this has been bouncing around in my mind for a while now lbr. and now its a real thing <3 also if anyone would like to turn this into an actual wav i would explode into a million bajillion pieces i mean. i would be honored
“…hhg’KSCHHuhh!!”
“snfff— Ugh…. snffk-… a’aah-? c’mod… come ohh—… hEH’GKSSCHHyew!! hh’hETCHHyuhh!!! snfff…”
“hH’aah—… AH’GKSSCHh!! h’TSSCHHYewh!! ugh, this is god’da bother mb’e for hours… snffk-! … W-Whuh?”
“…O-Oh, uh… Yeah, I’b okay… snff…”
“…*(chuckles softly)* W-Well, tha’gs for your co’dcehh-hh… co’d—c-cern, but… I’ll be fi’de.”
“… N-No, I’b nd’ot… I-I dod’t ha’be a cold, I swear! It’s just…. i-its just… hihh’GKKTch—!! hN’GXt- g’TCH-!! Ooh… snffft-.”
“…T-Tha’g you… snnfff. P-Prob’ise mb’e you wod’t laugh if I explai’d…? snff”
“…Id’s a lo’g story… But I’b nd’ot si’gck… cod, I hope no’d. Its just… I’b… snff turn’ds ou’d I’b super a-ah… allergic to Toxih— h’hihh… hII’GKCH—!! nG’TSSh—!!”
“Hi’hh—… h-hhih-? Ugh. I’b… snnffk! s-super allergic to Toxic Mb’ist.”
“…Oh, uh… t-tha’g you for coverin’ for mb’e, by the way. Whe’d I got stuck in the mb’ist a’d couldn’t s-stah-… ag’KSSCH!! hg’KSCHH— ‘TSSHh— ‘TSSHHYuh!!”
“…Tha’g you… snfft a-agai’d. Us backlind’ers god’da sd’ick together, y’ndow?”
"(audible nose-blowing, groans and sniffles)"
"...Do I really sou'd tha'd bad...? snft!"
"...T-Tha'g you... You were pretty cool ou'd there... snff Picked eb'eryo'de off like it was nd'othi'g. A'd you weren't rud'di'g Respaw'd Pud'isher? snffk!"
"...M-Mb'e? Good aim'b? Eve'nd whe'd I'be be'ed a sd'eezy wreck the whole mb'atch? snfffk! H-Heh, aw tha'gs..."
Dick Grayson's Golden Opportunity by Ser_Parapluie on AO3
"Summary":
I'm read many fics where either Tim or Jason go back in time and save Robin!Jason from the Joker and prevent his untimely death. They're great, I love the trope- however, I don't think I've seen Dick get a turn to do the saving.
In this fic, Dick gets a turn to pop out of nowhere and save Jason. However, he doesn't stop there.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Anyway, the enchantments are applied right before the event and fade in a day. There’s no reason for them to last that long. Sure, you can reapply them if you like the look, but why bother? It’s a fun, event-only thing. He likes it that way.
Illumina goes to sleep.
He wakes up with bright pink wings.
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(the post-mcc 17 fruitninja fic where illumina accidentally keeps his pink parrot wings after mcc. shenanigans are had)
Tags: Fruitberries & Kye Riddell, Wingfic, minor destruction of property (fruit), incoherent screaming and panicking (illumina), actual wing grooming in the second chapter maybe, also fruit is a catboy
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first fic in 3 years lets go!!! i haven’t attended english class in the same amount of time, i hope the pacing and tenses are okay
There is one more day of SFW prompt requests before the next list comes out, it won't be back for a long while so get them in now. Next prompt list is my 500 follower celebration then natural hair prompts after that.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
chapter two is up! hope y’all enjoy <|:]
summary:
"Let me take care of you." Fruit coaxes.
"Fine." Illumina stops fidgeting with the pillow, setting it down. "Only if I can buy you breakfast, though."
"Sure."
"...On a chair? Or..."
He considers it for a moment. "Nah, you might fall over. Lie on your front?"
Illumina fidgets even more. The idea of exposing his back to someone is terrifying. But when he thinks about Fruit doing it, Fruit's hands smoothing across the panes of his back, he's alright. He's alright. It's just Fruit.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
At the end of the summer, Max's parents never show up. David takes him home and prepares to foster his camper, but the moon is rising, and David has a furry little secret...
