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    Hijinks, and more worldbuilding than you can shake a dick at.

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    Furiosa and her War Boys, before and after. Plus, Max!

    So once upon a time I launched a tumblr post with headcanon about Furiosa teaching her War Boy crew the forehead touch in a moment of celebration...

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    I was fucked. This man was going to ruin me.
    I knew what I was. I was a somewhat pretty, little Andonian with decent manners and an unplundered arse. I was unscarred and soft spoken. I was meek and terrified of all these Lestran people. Their entire race was bigger and stronger than mine. I was educated, but no one buys an exotic slave for their education. I was doomed to belong to a master who wanted to fuck me in the arse.
    The giant was too big. Surely, he didn't think ... Surely no one would think that I could ...

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    08 Dec 2019

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    Kakashi asked, “What would you say if I told you I was in love?”

    Pakkun raised his head from where it rested on Kakashi’s crossed ankles. “In love with who?” Kakashi didn’t look up from his book. He turned a page. After a moment, Pakkun put his head back down and closed his eyes. “That turtle of his is a stick in the mud, but other than that, I’ve got no complaints.”

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    16 Nov 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Perfecto

  3. Rec 40

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    Kakashi glares through his fringe, mouth dry and pressed together into a thin line. It's about all he can manage. A deep, happy warmth is holding him captive; a blissful weight, and its name, as it moves up the bed to lie beside him, is Maito Gai.

    [Post Fourth War angst and porn and stupid, sappy idiots].

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    16 Nov 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Fuckin best. The happy post war trans fic where its not like, a thing, but just... accepted and happy and flowing

  4. Rec 91

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    ‘You wanted to go in there, didn’t you?’ Sonic nods his head towards the building behind Saitama. He can feel the HIMAWARI sign boring into the back of his unfairly exposed scalp. The sunflower, also. It seems like he might never be able to forget the existence of that sunflower. ‘You totally wanted to go in there.'

    ‘I didn’t want to go in there.'

    ‘I dare you to go in there.’

    ‘I WANT TO GO HOME,’ Saitama says loudly. There is silence. The sunflower is probably laughing.

    ‘I double dare you,’ Sonic says.

    In which Genos takes up a part time job, Saitama is upset by purple aprons with sunflowers on them, and Sonic is a very tired supervillain. (Or, that one coffee shop AU now with 76% more cyborg baristas.)

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    27 Aug 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    B l e s s e d writing

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    'Surely if ever there was a time to tell Gimli it was then, flush with an impossible victory.

    Except he had said nothing, for there was ever more to do and never time, never time to pull Gimli aside and taste the mouth hidden beneath the fall of his moustache, to fit his slim, Eleven hands into ones coarse with callouses from the handle of an axe, to tell Gimli that every song Legolas sang, every smile and laugh and every step forward he had taken since their path darkened was bolstered only by Gimli at his side, to speak to him of Elvish courting rituals and run his fingers through Gimli’s russet hair and ask if he would allow Legolas to twist an Elvish braid in it, something to mark to all the world, even if only his Elven eyes would understand, that Gimli was tied to him.

    To ask Gimli to teach him all the impossible ways their bodies might fit together.'

     

    The night before the Battle of the Black Gate, and several days after.

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    28 May 2019

    Bookmarker's Notes

    fuckin beautiful

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