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[semperama]

AHHHHHH will you write me buddie for 56 "it brings out your eyes"????????? 😃😃😃

“It brings out your eyes.”

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"Okay, which one?" Buck asks, holding up two different t-shirts, one sky blue and one salmon-y pink.

Eddie sighs and scrubs his hands over his face. He's been perched on the end of Buck's bed for what feels like an hour, watching him fuss with his hair and then rifle through his closet. "I don't know, Buck." He lets his gaze drift down Buck's body for what feels like the millionth time, trying to ignore the way it gets fractionally harder to breathe each time he does it. "The blue, I guess. It brings out your eyes."

Buck snorts. "I'm going to a club. No one'll be able to see what color my eyes are." He tilts his head to the side and grins. "Not that they'll be looking anyway."

"Oh my God." Eddie looks up at the ceiling and says a silent prayer for mercy. "This is why I told you I wouldn't be much help. What do I know about clubs?" Much less gay clubs.

"Come on, man." Buck tosses the salmon shirt down on the bed and starts peeling the blue one off the hanger. "I'm freaking out, okay? Are you sure you can't come with me?"

Can't? Maybe that was a lie. With Chris gone, he has no good excuse to stay home these days. But the last thing he needs is to watch Buck get hit on by random strangers--especially not if alcohol is going to be involved. He wouldn't even have come over to help Buck get ready if he hadn't begged him. It'll be the first time I've gone out since me and Tommy broke up, Eddie. I could really use a pep talk.

"I don't even understand why you have to go," Eddie says. He watches Buck pull on the shirt, tries not to linger too long on how it stretches around his biceps, over his chest. "Is this really a good way to meet guys? At your age?"

Buck gasps with exaggerated affront. "At my age?"

Eddie raises an eyebrow at him. "Last time we went out with Hen and Karen you puked in my front lawn and then complained about your hangover for two days."

"I did a bad job pacing myself that night," Buck says, his mouth twisted into what could almost be a pout. "Karen holds her alcohol better than I do. And anyway, they're older than us, so if they can go out--"

"They go out like twice a year. Together. As a couple. Not to meet people."

Buck's expression darkens. "Yeah, well. I'm not part of a couple, so." Okay. So Eddie fucked up with that one. He sighs, but before he can apologize, Buck spreads his arms out and swivels his torso a little. "Just...how do I look?"

He looks good enough to fucking eat, of course. The shirt hugs him in all the right places. His jeans make his ass look great. He must have found some new product for his hair, because his curls are perfect and soft-looking, begging to be touched. Eddie wants to drag him in by the belt loops and beg him to stay.

"You look great, Buck," he says quietly. Because Buck asked him for a pep talk, and so far he's failed the assignment. The least he can do is try to turn it around. The least he can do is be a good friend, not a selfish, jealous asshole. "Seriously, you're going to have guys falling at your feet."

The smile that creeps its way across Buck's face make it all worth it. He ducks his head, shrugs his shoulders up, and Eddie is stabbed by a longing so intense he's halfway to his feet before he realizes what he's doing and stops himself.

"I'll let you get going then," he says, shoving his hands in his pockets do he doesn't give in to the temptation to touch. "Let me know how it goes?"

"Yeah," Buck says. His gaze is searching Eddie's face. For what, Eddie doesn't know. "Yeah, of course."

Eddie makes it to the door, breath painful and ragged in his chest, before he hears Buck's feet pounding down the stairs behind him. He turns to look, to ask if there was something else, but he barely opens his mouth before Buck is there, one hand on Eddie's neck, the other wrapping around his waist, pulling him in so close it knocks the air out of his lungs.

Then, Buck is kissing him. Desperate press of lips, tongue licking into Eddie's shocked mouth. It's an electric shock, white heat spreading through him, painfully good.

But then as soon as it started, it's over, and Buck is staring at him, wide-eyed. Eddie wants to dive into that blue gaze and drown there.

"I'm sorry," Buck says. "I just--I had to try. I had to know, before I--"

"Buck." His fingers are curled in the back of Buck's shirt, and he curls them tighter, presses Buck closer. "Don't go," he says. "Stay here. With me."

"Okay," Buck says breathlessly. He looks like he has no idea what's happening, and Eddie knows the feeling, but they can talk later, figure it all out later.

"Good," Eddie says, and pushes his fingers into Buck's hair, pulls their mouths together again.

[ruporas]

I love your chibis, they remind me of Peanuts (comic)

thank you!! i remember someone saying this to me before too :3 peanuts’ style is very charming so i like hearing that about my bite sized creatures❤️

[avonne-writes]

John kissing Gale's pillow is the most heterosexual thing we'll see today

From this gifset

It's a beautiful day then! 💖

[tarnished-butsogrand]

I bet you have a lot of thoughts about Take Me Home as well 👀👉👈

Sorry it took me so long to get back to you! Life has been kicking my butt lately, so I listened to this album again and wow. (This is in the order they appear on the album, not how much I like them because I just cannot decide. 😭 I decided to group the similar songs together too)

1. C'mon C'mon, Heart Attack, Rock Me : I mean I remember summer '09, wanna go back by pressing rewind... Record scratch, record scratch. Owwww for added effect. C'mon C'mon should have been the single, not Live While We're Young. Fight me. Tonight let's get some... What? Say it? I dare you to say it 😂

2. Last First Kiss, Change My Mind, Over Again, Summer Love: I hate what these songs did to me, I am seriously ashamed of myself for what I used to do when I heard those songs. Fuck you 1D.

3. They Don't Know About Us, Nobody Compares, Loved You First: They Don't Know About Us, my beloved. The first Ziam song... According to me 😜. You're so pretty when you cry, did you know? But it's also tearing me apart... But you look pretty when you cry just wanted to let you know.

4. Truly Madly Deeply: Screaming, crying, throwing up that this song is so slept on... I was looking through the lyrics again and it's so sweet and earnest? Imagine a guy/girl, your 'first' maybe who you've spent the night with and they wake up absolutely head over heels for you... Try to take care of you and shit, that's pure, teeth rotting fluff! This is the stuff dreams are made of. 🥺💝

5. Irresistible: Bitter-sweet, just the way I like it. :')

[bunitivity]

I really REALLY need to tell you my hc that Luffy and Usopp sleep in the same bed 98.37% of the time. They are EXTREMELY hard to seperate.

When Usopp first joins the strawhats along with Merry, the boys have to make do with what they have. And that includes taking turns sleeping in the hammocks. Now I'm going to reference that pic where Luffy is hanging down on Usopp's body from his hammock. Also the one where Zoro and Sanji sleep on the floor face to face. That one. One time Luffy actually falls into Usopp's hammock but neither of them realize it and in the morning the sniper might have hit his head when falling on the floor from the sudden surprise. But then it became a usual thing and both of them were becoming closer friends so eventually Usopp just proposed them sleeping together since they're gonna end up like that in the end. Of course the more they travelled, they got bunks for comfort, because sleeping on the floor/couch got annoying.

Then Water 7 happens and Usopp is devastated. He really wants to go back to them snuggling but he feels like if he offers it right after what happened to them it would feel like he didn't feel sorry at all, which is not true. And besides, Sunny has all the comfort you could ever want, so no more "well, if you're gonna slip into my bunk anyways, why not just share it from the start" excuse.

However, Luffy's thought process is a little different. He gets a little confused as to why Usopp still hasn't invited him over. Well, the sniper apologized, they had an emotional reunion, spent the rest of the day together and now they won't even snuggle like they did before? Something's gotta be up.

So as soon as Luffy makes his decision, he "slips" into Usopp's bunk and hugged the shit out of the sniper, making sure he wasn't going anywhere. Usopp let him stay. He wanted to anyways.

So since then, their habit of sharing one bed and cuddling was fully established. Oh boy, I sure hope they don't get seperated again only for a longer period of time.

No listen you literally read my mind! I’ve literally been thinking about this idea nonstop I’ve it written in my draft somewhere. Still think about that moment post dressrosa where usopp just goes to sleep right on top of luffy and no one bats an eye lol(really tried to find a pic of it but it isn’t in my tag ://) it was just business as usual for everyone but there’s no way that’s the first time that’s happened. They definitely sleep together all the time. It’s just second nature to them to just curl around each other and fall asleep.

And oh w7 ;-; the most devastating arc my beloved <3 neither of them sleeps during their separation(i dont actually have long they were apart but I’m pretty sure it was just one night considering how fast paced one piece is but it was a very looong night either way with Usopp staying up working on the merry while luffy just tossing and turning until he just ends up staring out over that rooftop where nami finds him the following morning telling her he was looking out for robin but really he was just looking out the sea to where the merry was docked🥲)

and ofc luffy would be the one to push past the awkwardness because once usopp apologized that was it he had already forgiving him the moment he saw usopp on that bridge screaming at him to keep fighting(still think about how ready luffy was to bring him to the crew immediately post ennies lobby until zoro knocked some sense into him lol) there was no way he was going another sleepless night without him

[jamiesfootball]

For the six sentence ask game: Throughout the evening and all the noise, Roy keeps a close eye on Jamie, and when at long last he finally crumbles, Roy is already moving to catch him.

Happy enrichment and happy writing!

Throughout the evening and all the noise, Roy keeps a close eye on Jamie, and when at long last he finally crumbles, Roy is already moving to catch him.

Jamie, being a prick, loops his arms around Roy's neck and brings him crashing down with him.

"Oi!" Roy tries to growl around a mouth stretched too wide. His knuckles sting where he's managed to block their Ballon d'Or nominee's skull from cracking against the pavement; a close save worthy of its own Golden Glove, if you ask him.

The mad lad responds by bursting into giggles, face flushed with the truly irresponsible amount of alcohol Roy's let him get away with. "We won, Coach- we won!"

Roy catches him when he tries to stand, stumbling and nearly falling and stumbling and nearly falling and stumbling and nearly falling, until it's easier to just brace him up against his shoulder and let the heavy, happy weight of victory settle in with a contented sigh that cuts through the raucous noise of celebration.

He's not used to playing safety net, but tonight Roy doesn't mind playing keeper.

[hold-him-down]

Writing droughts are hard and difficult, but please don't be hard on yourself. Be nice to yourself, pour yourself a hot beverage of your liking and relax. Writing does not define you as a human being and we will wait patiently until it's time. <3 ~ cave anon

thank you this is very sweet! i am at peace in real life with the drought, although i do feel like writing does lowkey define my presence on tumblr haha :) whenever i pop in here without a new offering i can't deny there's a little bit of guilt over where we've left things across the board.

you all have been incredibly patient with me, and i am forever grateful to know that whenever i do pop in with words, someone out there will still be excited :)

[sunshinechay]

SeanWhite for the ship ask!

SeanWhite!

These two are my babies! I love them so much. They hold such a special place in my heart as Not Me was one of my first gmmtv shows that I watched as well as my first OffGun show. Plus they are just so adorable and also badass together.

They make each other complete and give 110% all the time. Sean is a pathetic (affectionate) babygirl and White is the place at which he worships and I think that amazing. White is so smart and quick witted and just the most character of all time.

Their chemistry feels so natural (*starstruck in OffGun*) and while I wouldn’t necessarily call them a slow burn, I like that they took their time finding each other and figuring out how they feel about each other. I also love that Sean is never really angry that White lied to him about being Black. Like he gets angry about the unintentional hot-cold that happens because Black comes back, but he figures out pretty quickly that it wasn’t done to be malicious and thus is completely willing to listen to White about what happened.

I also love that Sean unintentionally ends up functioning as White’s anchor as he ends into this new world. He becomes the person White relies on the most pretty quickly and he is more than willing to do it, even if he’s not entirely aware it’s happening at all.

In conclusion, these two motherfuckers (affectionate) have my heart. I’m never going to be normal about them. I love them so much!

Also the flag scene. Sean absolutely did not need to hold White’s hand, but he does and I’m never getting over it!

[dwrogue]

hello i would like to offer an inconsequential headcanon: rogue is a samefoods autistic and he has eaten little other than ramen for the last 30 years. it's a miracle he is still alive.

Oh to have a time machine where you never have to worry about the one (1) brand of something you eat changing the recipe or not being made any more (only avoiding creating a world-ending paradox by bumping into one of the 700 other yous buying the same thing)

[sirensought]

@swevene  said  ;  where did you find that kind of courage? - hildr

❛ i  think  it  was  less  about  me  finding  the  courage  and  more  about  it  finding  me. ❜  eric  responds  with  a  light  bashful  laugh.  any  time  his  bravery  or  courage  was  brought  up  he  got  like  this—  a  bit  awkward  and  uncomfortable.  it  wasn't  anyone's  fault  for  asking  or  bringing  it  up,  there's  an  expectation  that  a  prince  be  courageous  and  brave.  with  that  expectation  comes  interest  in  how  one  summons  such  strength.  shoulders  shrug  gently  as  he  continues,  ❛ everything  happened  so  fast,  i  just  jumped  into  action  without  thought  or  consideration.  often  there  isn't  the  time  to  try  to  find  courage,  you  just  have  to  do  something. ❜

[storiecraft]

ladyohdeath sent: ❛ i can't go through this heartache again. ❜ for agatha

the lines between life and death blur when death is your interlocutor. how does death grieve those she loses when she's the ferryman? this is the callous question that agatha asks herself as she stares just beneath rio's eyes. she focuses, instead, on rio's cheekbones. looking her in the eyes is too overwhelming, and agatha can't afford to be overwhelmed right now. at least, no more than she already is.

the road is eerily quiet tonight. agatha feels goosebumps prickle her skin. she turns her gaze away from rio altogether. "don't." she's been avoiding this topic since she first recognized rio as she truly is as opposed to who her mind cast her as through the lens of wanda's spell. and now? now is the worst possible moment to have a heart-to-heart. they're close to the end of the road. she can feel it. this is sabotage. "you won't." she gives a tight smile and a dismissive wave of her hand. "better?"

@ladyohdeath / meme

[my-ohh-mai]

Would you like Kaiba if he were any other way? Like if he was more like Yugi or something? Nicer, more down to earth, whatever.

"No." Mai smiles fondly.

"I'd hate that. He wouldn't be Kaiba if he wasn't sharp around the edges. He'll be softer and sweeter with me soon enough. I just need time to break him down."

MENTIONED: @ask-thebrothers-kaiba / all my other kaibas.

[virgo-dream]

9 and/or 17 for the ask game!

Hi Seiya!!! 💖 I’m not going to answer 9 in this post because I honestly have memory issues and I don’t currently remember something I wrote that I’m particularly proud of right now :(

17. Are there any writers and/or stories that you consider an influence?

Uuuuuuuh I think I’ve said this to them a billion times but I’m definitely tagging them here too!

@avelera is fully the reason why I’m on tumblr for Dreamling and even writing fic! I love the way she develops her plots, the impeccable grasp she has on the minds of the characters, and just how well she does writing stories in different genres. Also, Maggie has the ability to not coddle the characters and show their ugly sides too, which is something I admire a lot.

@softest-punk has to hear me scream whenever they post anything because soft has the gentlest, kindest and most hopeful writing I’ve ever seen. Everything is imbued with an inner light and just fiercely loving. Soft, like Maggie, also has incredible grasp of the technical part of writing (which is the reason why I’ve bothered both of them for writing advice).

@landwriter is an absolute master of themes and language. Just unhinged levels of drenching a story in symbolism even in the smallest little details. Also, the way Gloam does research is insane. I wish I had the same level of brain power to do research for work that Gloam does for fics.

@moorishflower’s writing is wild, vivid, unapologetic, experimental… moorish is just out here writing about themes and in ways that I’ve never allowed myself to even consider trying. Another master of language, like Gloam, and constantly pushing the boundaries.

@chiron-crow just goes there with his fics. He’s exploring pain, darkness, honesty and healing in an incredibly raw way that I think even scares him sometimes. I love how Chi organises his writing, how methodical he is in his process and how deeply he cares for the themes he chooses to tackle (Also his poetry fucking slaps ok?)

@valeriianz’s Bolt In The Blue has such a strong grip on my heart that I actually wrote fic for Kris’ fic lol. It’s a true slow burn, which I enjoy reading but am terrible at executing in my own writing. I love how Kris is able to take something that is not a common experience (being a touring musician) and stripping it down to the bare bones of it, the points of connection where everyone can identify with the characters.

@beatnikfreakiswriting’s “would you let me know” is one of the most delightful fics I’ve had the pleasure of stumbling upon. The exploration of Dream and Hob’s relationship, how Dream slowly opens up, all while dealing with the academic environment as a backdrop. I’ve steered away from academic AUs because I have deep academic trauma, so this fic made me feel seen and I was happy to have given it a chance. I just remember being happy reading it.

MonstruousRegiment is not on tumblr as far as I’m aware, but both The Uses of Adversity and The Stars Move Still are in my kindle fic bible for continuous reading because damn, those fics are good. There are so many original characters that just feel native to the universe they’re exploring. Their take on the “Hob saves Dream from the fishbowl” trope is one of my favourites to date. In the second instalment of the series, they manage to do yet another incredible canon divergence take. I’d read a thousand of those, just exploring how things could be different at different points of the story.

[indornaga]

5, 10

5) do you live in an area similar to your kintype’s habitat? if not, would you want to?

no, and no, not in this life at least! my indoraptor 'type was suited to a swampy or simply amphibious lifestyle, and as a river... well lol

i.. have a irrational fear of natural bodies of water as a human lol its because i have an irrational fear of bacteria and parasites, specifically within bodies of water like that. way too much science channel as a tween.

10) do you experience kin shifts? if so, what are they like for you?

i do!

with indoraptor i get:

claws

jaws

feet

talons

quills

envisage

mental

dewlap

with deity/river i get:

envisage

with my ARK/Surivivor kardiatype, i get:

snoot/maw

wyvern wings

fur

[hold-him-down]

Hello!

🙉 - What writing advice do you ignore?

I fear that I ignore a lot of technical writing advice, chiefly among them:

Abhorrent comma misuse - I could not be fucked to reduce the number of commas, necessary or not

Failure to outline - I go off vibes and vibes alone which may be partly to blame for the stories progressing at a snail's speed but I really just want to write the scenes I think about, and they tend to be more whump heavy and less plot heavy

Failure to edit before posting - I sometimes don't reread pieces at all before I post them, which is especially hard when I write one piece in separate chunks, because I end up having completely nonsensical transitions between scenes accidentally or repeated parts or something and it's chaos.

Editing after posting - I edit almost EVERY single piece I post after I post it, so the people who read my pieces immediately (like first 10 minutes) usually do not end up seeing the final piece (unless they reread it later) because I think it just looks different after I post it, and I catch things I wouldn't ordinarily catch

But I think the writing advice I am absolutely *most* guilty of failing to heed is when people say things in the vein 'don't write for an audience' or 'it doesn't matter what people want to read you should write what you want to write,' etc. I try hard to live by it but in the back of my mind I am so often I feel like I am thinking, specifically, people don't want this story or people don't want this timeline or people don't want to read this for other xyz reason. I'm trying very hard to write for myself but I do just love when people read my writing and giving readers the content they want :)