#Tether Fic

[breadedsinner]

WIP Wednesday

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“Do you know Knight Captain Cullen?” asked Hawke between sips.

“No more than you do, I suspect. He came here from Ferelden some years back, a little after you did, after the Blight. He comes for services with the other templars, but I have never spoken to him on any intimate level. He takes confessions with Sister Clara, she has a motherly disposition he responds to, I think. He seems a melancholy fellow.”

“That’s an astute observation.”

“I don’t think he tries to hide it. And I hear the other templars whisper.”

“Did you ever consider becoming a templar yourself? Would that not count as Chantry service? You have the martial ability.”

“It does and I do, but it was never a consideration. Templars have a grim duty I do not think I could bear. Besides that, I was a young man when I was sworn in, atypical, but accepted. Templars… they want young recruits. Very young. I shudder to think on why. I doubt they would have accepted me, even if I wanted to,” Sebastian brought his cup to his lips before putting it back down and sighing. “Hawke… do you ask me this because of Anders?”

[artastic-friend]

I went kinda hard on this one whoopsie XD

From a movie sonadow fic by Nebrasska on Ao3

The scene in ch 18 was so clear in my head I had to draw......

I never really do painted(?) Digital art like this, but in recent times I've been experimenting a bit with it 👁 so though it's not perfect, I'm still pretty proud of this!

The scene leading up to the drawing above:

My doodles got a bit lazy since it's getting really late and I'm tired but I'm impatient and wanna post this now💀💀💀

Anywayyyyyy I'm gonna sleep now 😁

[inkykeiji]

this is sooooooo so so cute it has me squeezing my eyes shut and squealing into my teddy and kicking my lil feets (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

first of all, the thought of skipping class with caleb (and having caleb, mr. popular and top-of-his-class golden boy, help you skip class) makes my chest tingle with sparks. thinking about leaving school early to go skip rocks by the river or climb hundred-year-old trees or pool your loose change together and buy chocolate or candy or ice cream from the local convenience store to split. all the while holding hands, no matter what activity the two of you chose to pursue in your newfound free time.

but i think there’s something really sweet (and slightly deranged, since this bled so heavily into adulthood and only got worse with age) about caleb risking his reputation etc for you. like he really would do fucking anything for you—you come first, always, no matter what. he would be willing and ready to sacrifice himself for you the moment you or anyone else asked, if that’s what you really wanted; if that’s what he deemed needed to be done. he puts you above all others: work, school, friends, hobbies—his prized possession, his most special and cherished toy. his whole fucking world revolves around you, to an unhealthy degree. it’s pure obsession borne out of potent love.

[joellalovestoread]

ohhhh I get it now! Silly Hats and Party Favors: sonic falls first

Tethered at the Wrist: shadow falls first

The Secrets in our Quills: THEY BOTH FALL AT THE SAME TIME

[justaz]

a sorcerer who is tired of waiting for emrys to step into who he meant to be, tired of watching him simply protect the once and future king from the shadows, steps in and somehow makes it seem like they killed arthur - perhaps knocking his soul from his body so it seemed lifeless and merlin couldn’t sense him there anymore. merlin becoming enraged and going after the sorcerer, slowly burning away his mortality, burning away merlin, until all thats left is emrys. pure power crackles around him, his eyes pure gold, the world cracking with every step he takes, embers falling from his lips as dragon fire burns in his chest.

arthur waking up, dazed and confused. the knights don’t have time to catch him up as they all trip over themselves trying to follow after merlin. arthur seeing The Emrys towering over a beaten and bloodied sorcerer who is cheering him on, supporting the change they’ve instigated. arthur being the only one to step up and pull merlin back into his body, bringing back his humanity. the winds stop whirling, the earth is healing itself, the fire calms within him. the golden eyes are the last to go.

[sleepyhoon]

saw this on pinterest and immediately thought of tethered🖤

THIS IS LITERALLY TETHERED HEE U GET ME! id also like to add in these two -

[cozy-earthbaby]

New chapter is up!

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Danny buys a clock.

[annerbhp]

I have posted chapter 8 of my @mdzsbigbang fic Tether. This chapter comes with completely kickass art from the amazing @alightbuthappypen!

Enjoy!

[breadedsinner]

WIP Wednesday

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The room is dusted with a fine green mist, hanging in the air, shimmering like strips of gauze. Thick enough to waft though, caressing Sebastian’s face as he walked into the antechamber.

Up the stairs, a woman moved across the hall. Sebastian recognized her immediately. Her long dark brown hair in an immaculate braid tucked into gold netting, not a strand out of place. A long frame and neck in a rich green gown with gold accessories, gliding effortlessly from place to place.

“Mother?” said Sebastian. His words leapt from his lips and splattered onto the floor; his voice unable to penetrate the mist. He watched her continue to move through the hall, smooth and seamless as a specter, but slow as well. Slow enough for Sebastian to run up the stairs, meet her in the hall, and face her.

“Oh, there you are,” she said, her voice sweet and serene, like the chirping of a birds in a forest glade. “How good it is to have you back home. Where you belong.”

Sebastian winced, unfamiliar that sound coming from that face. “You were… expecting me?”

“Why, of course, my darling!” her head tilted to the side, a pearly glob sliding down her cheek like a large teardrop. “We were just about to have dinner. There’s a seat just for you.”

Her rouge accentuated full but stern cheeks, but Sebastian quickly noticed a smear, one he knew his mother would never allow.

“Mother, are you … well?”

“Of course. I could not be happier, with you returned home.”

Another rivulet of excess… something, coming down her brow. Like melting wax. Like a living candle coming undone under a flame.

[multishipperbish]

a small comic because I haven't been working on anything in forever

[frozenjokes]

I haven’t actually thought in great detail about the planet kitty cat scar is from except for the fact that it is exactly like warrior cats and everyone there is some kind of cat and Firestar from warrior cats is real and a space traveler who revealed his story to Erin Hunter (who then went on to improvise the rest of the story after arc 1)

Mumbo is a cat but I don’t know exactly what kind. Grian is a sphinx and can only speak in riddles and rhymes. He is a general of sorts and when he’s mad at you (he is ALWAYS mad at you) it’s completely fucking incomprehensible what he’s saying he is the least understandable person in the room.

domestic cats (or the cat that became domestic cats, the African wild cat) also come from this cat planet but they as a race got sick of all the other cats and most of them just fucked off into space until they found another suitable planet (earth) and hung out forever eating garbage until domestication happened. The remaining ancestors don’t have the same intelligence but they are a little haughty

Most cat-esc gods or deities on Most Planets come from the cat planet just doing space travel and dropping in and the inhabitants pointing and going ?!!?!!??!?!!!!!!

don’t think about it too hard none of this is going to make any sense. cats are aliens. they are ALL aliens

[joellalovestoread]

another tethered at the wrist chapter guys NEBRASSKA IS FEEDING US!

Tethered at the Wrist by Nebrasska

[indiaalphawhiskey]

fake title: almost tethered

💋 Almost Tethered

This was, by far, the longest and most awkward silence in the history of mankind, and yet, Louis couldn’t, for the life of him, think of a single thing to say.

Because, really, what was he supposed to say?

He knew fuck all about the man sitting casually on his chaise in a frieghteningly sexy brown duck jumper, except that he had been crazy enough to agree to a threesome with Louis and his fiancé to help spice up their already very extended engagement (that every single person they loved was still waiting for them to call off).

Well, okay, Louis didn’t know ‘fuck all’ exactly. He knew he had a face that was a little too pretty to be true (so much so that Louis had bet Robbie they were being catfished and was now down £20), that he was probably making an obscenely (heh) good living if his (surprisingly tasteful, only-strategically-posed-artful-nudes) OnlyFans page had anything to say about it, and that his actual real name was Harry Styles.

So, Louis knew some things (four, he knew a total of four things), none of which he could use to fill this rather excruciating silence. Lovely.

It didn’t help that Harry hadn’t said a thing to him either since walking through their door – not that he could have, what with the way Robbie had bulldozed through the introductions before swiftly exiting to make everyone martinis.

(“Do you even know how to make a martini?” Louis had asked as they were getting dressed that evening.

Robbie had waved off his very pressing concern. “I’ll Google it. Wine just seems a little too pedestrian for a threesome, you know?”)

Louis began to roll his eyes at the memory but quickly aborted the motion, worried Harry might think it was directed at him. He reverted back to their mutual staring, though, admittedly whilst Louis was sure his expression was similar to that of a frightened raccoon, Harry’s was painfully cool. Collected and poised. Almost serene. Unbothered.

His smirk was soft; green eyes kind yet still somewhat appraising. Louis supposed he couldn’t help it, given their, ah, agenda for the evening. He actually found himself hoping Harry liked what he saw.

Louis certainly did; found himself wondering if it would be appropriate to lick at the swallows tattooed on Harry’s collarbones, or if that was more of a second session kind of thing.

Would there be a second session? Likely not, since the entire point of doing this with a stranger was to avoid all the awkwardness afterwards. (Which said nothing of the awkwardness during.)

He was overthinking and needed to stop, immediately.

God, say something! Louis commanded himself, unable to remember the last time he blinked. As had become habit since his engagement, his hand drifted down to fiddle with the watch he wore with a fierce kind of loyalty on his right wrist. His mind drifted to three words hidden under the expensive leather strap – his accidental life mantra, bestowed upon him by fate.

He thought of how the curve of capital D swooped, how the N had always been a little crooked, how he had learned the cursive version of an S before he could even write or read.

How Robbie hadn’t said the words when they’d met.

How, because of that, his family thought this engagement had been doomed from the start.

How Harry still hadn’t said anythi—

“Don’t be nervous.”

Louis’ answer was automatic, almost involuntary, because he’d been saying it in mock response all his life. “I’m not.”

Needless to say, the next time Louis found himself staring awkwardly back at Harry Styles, it was not because of their impending threesome. It was because said third in their impending threesome had just uttered his soulmark.

— Or, there were a multitude of awkward ways to meet one’s soulmate. They could say your mark from the urinal next to you mid-wee at a funeral, or sneaking out of your flatmate’s bedroom after a one night stand, or trying to upsell the newest state-of-the-art dildo in their family-owned sex shop.

Still, Louis was pretty sure his version was the one that took the cake.

[sleepyhoon]

Cliffhangers should be illegal like what do you mean Heeseung is lying and what do you mean I'm gonna have to wait for part 3. Anyways I just realised that I've actually read other works of yours as well and not just tethered. And happy to say you have a new follower. Looking forward to your future works IT'S ALL JUST SOO GOOD.

me if cliffhangers were illegal:

[13lov]

as promised,,,here’s a snippet from part 3 of tethered 😩😳🥹🤭😁🤨🥲😋😒🤩

[cozy-earthbaby]

New chapter!

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Jason has a talk with Alfred.