#boy I'm bad at titles

[themadknightuniverse]

Somewhat Damaged

[mumbledramblings]

[Trigun OC]

Team "would rather die than admit something's bothering them"

So for the first good chunk of their relationship, Bad Luck and Vash were more "fucking" than "dating". Bad Luck was really apprehensive about romantic entanglements, and had been taken advantage of by a friend, in the past. (While not THE reason he was kicked out of his community, it was definitely related.)

However, Vash-- aware of Luck's hesitance but not of the reasons why-- already had a little bit of a crush on him. So when Luck stupidly offered a FWB situation, Vash accepted, thinking he could be chill about it. He quickly realized, no, he could NOT be chill about it, and spent the next few months relentlessly pining and feeling guilty and wanting to broach the subject, but never saying anything.

Eventually, Vash's crush gets revealed, and by that point Bad Luck has kinda fallen in love with him and they get together and Bad Luck insists that it's all fine, water under the bridge. Truthfully, though, he feels a little betrayed, and has this sense of "why the fuck would you think that's a good idea" towards Vash, hanging over his head. But he also thinks he has no place feeling this way because he never told Vash why he was so hesitant (and still hasn't), and also he does love Vash now anyway, so there's really no point bringing this up now and messing with the status quo, right?

And that's just the beginning of their relationship. There's a whole bunch of other plot-related problems they never talk about until after things boil over. Eventually, they'll get their acts together and talk through everything, I promise. Eventually. It just, might take until after the plot's fully resolved for them to get there.

[galaxylover06]

A DTIYS for the awesome @samoirax !!

Miss drawing this spooky man he's so much fun! 🖤

[hood-ex]

Thoughts on Nightwing #119?

[hopeinthebox]

tagged by the effervescent @cordiallyfuturedwight and @jiminsproof for the november receipt <33 thanks lovelies!!

just a touch late to the party, but if you haven't already: @dearedwardteach @pauls-mccharmly @thvinyl @btscontentenjoyer @kimchokejin @jihopesjoint @eoieopda @monismochi 💜 MWAH

[jamiesfootball]

I feel greedy asking for more when you’ve already posted so many snippets, but if you’re okay with it…🌧️

🌧️Share something angsty from your WIP.

The pasta hit the water with a satisfying sizzle. Even though it'd been two years since Roy had been personally victimized by a meal plan, the novelty of eating pasta was one he'd learned to treasure. He turned down the heat. As the bubbles dispersed, the sound of Jamie's voice again picked up from the living room, where from the sound of it Matilda's parents owned quite a nice house. Roy snorted as Jamie pitched his voice higher. He was really going for it now, trying to sell the dialogue of the little girl and landing somewhere in the vicinity of Rebecca Welton with a sore throat: "'I don't see how sawdust can help you to sell second-hand cars, Daddy.'" The next voice was gruff, sloped lower as if it were stolen from Roy's own vocal chords, "'That's because-'" The voice ground to a halt. Roy opened his eyes curiously. Before him, the water simmered in a contented roil. From the living room, the rustling of someone adjusting themselves on the couch. Jamie cleared his throat, and it was uncomfortable, strangled sound. "You alright there, Phoebe?" "I'm fine," Phoebe answered. A question mark lingered under her words. "We can keep going." "Right. Right," Jamie agreed. He cleared his throat again. Coughed. When he picked back up, his voice was flat and matter-of-fact: "'That's because you're an ignorant little twit.'" He stopped again, or Roy thought he did. It was hard to tell over the sudden ringing in his ears. "Matilda's dad's a bit of a prick, ain't he, Phoebe?" "He's awful," Phoebe agreed eagerly. "Didn't you see the movie?"

[chronurgy]

Gortash x Durge reunion fic is doneeeee

Okay by done I mean I still need to extend the intro and do all my editing but I'm at the point there I'm EDITING and not WRITING so hurrah because I've been working on this since late November and I'm SO happy to see it finally coming together at last

I originally assumed this would be around the length of Departure from the Vulgar Crowd, maybe a bit longer, and it's looking like this bad boy will be clocking in around 9-9.5k so whoops

[ohhgingersnaps]

Flu Game

Ch. 5/7 — I Cry A Lot But I Am So Productive (It's An Art) T+ | Sebastian/Female Farmer Tags: Hanahaki, Mutual Pining, Angst With A Happy Ending, (but also with a little comedy mixed in for fun and flavor)

Chapter Summary: Ava refuses to take a sick day.

❦

The morning before the Flower Dance, Ava wakes up feeling like crap, with a pounding headache and a vaguely nauseous feeling in her stomach. She stares up at the ceiling and listens to the rain pattering on the windowpane, taking deep breaths and focusing on the stitching on the quilt beneath her fingers. She wants to sleep for another six hours. What she does instead is hauls herself out of bed, because she has barns and coops, with animals that need to be brushed and fed. If I don’t take care of them, she reminds herself as she grabs her wicker basket, nobody will.

Read the rest on AO3!

[sass-squat]

I've come to the conclusion that I will likely continue to draw this Winged Au for a looooong time and should therefore probably have a better name for it. What do you all think? Please feel free to leave suggestions in the comments or tags or message me directly! Thank you all again for your love and support!!! :D

[reiverreturns]

[fic] Rules of Engagement

Fandom: Top Gun Maverick

Pairings: Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace & Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw 

Characters: Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw, Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, Robert ‘Bob’ Floyd, Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado 

Rating: Teen

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“It’s you and me, Bradshaw, remember?” The words come without thinking, before Phoenix can mask the undertone. A sharp edge, a worry that one day he’ll forget.

“You and me, till the end of the goddamn line.”

[darkwood-sleddog]

our normal section of rail trail is supposedly opening up this saturday AND it's going to be cold enough to run dogs on friday morning as well as into this coming week which i have off. i'm feeling REALLY good about this season.

[blessyouhawkeye]

jyp is too susceptible to online mockery y'all were so vocal about not liking more and more by twice or O.O and dice by nmixx or sneakers by itzy or side effects by stray kids and now all of them are making safe, boring music instead of experimenting. sm heard how much everyone hated sticker and decided to fucking double down and while i don't approve i do respect it. i have zero respect for jyp

[tangents-within-tangents]

So uh... I did a totally normal and sane thing last night instead of working on my midterm lol rip

And yes, like all things I do apparently, it's comprehensive and organized (by battalion/legion n stuff)

Let me know if I missed any lol

[theinfinitedivides]

love how the main thread on the Gu sibling parallel train is their father. love the kind of very specific daddy issues we have going on here

[lazuliquetzal]

WIP List

@yellowocaballero tagged me and I thought, "i haven't started anything new since last time I did this" but it turns out that's a lie! so yeah, uh, here we go

Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

gowtt

dig two graves

rtlcas!

it's jest a flesh wound

the religion one but for real this time

Birthday Boys

not gonna get too far but that's okay

Oh no

I think last time I answered questions about "it's jest a flesh wound", "Oh no", and "not gonna get too far but that's okay" and those haven't had anything new added. This list is in order of most recently worked on, so the ones at the top of the list are fresher in my brain.

Tagging: @tavina-writes, @soybean-official, @mimbotomy, anyone who's feeling this? (no pressure of course!!)

[the-lonelybarricade]

For the ask game, do you mind sharing a snippet of the gwynriel fic please?

Now that I've finally posted Chapter 50, I can show you how the Gwynriel chapter starts! I'm planning on posting this in the coming week :)

It didn’t take long for Azriel to adjust to the darkness, nor the crawling pain in his chest. 

He wasn’t certain how long it had been since the King of Hybern tossed him in the dungeon with an ashbolt still protruding from his chest. Judging from the puddle of blood that had collected at his lap, sticky and no longer warm, Azriel assumed it had to have been several hours. He could feel the poison weeping from the wound like a living, slithering creature in his veins, but his larger concern was the loss of feeling in his toes. He could clench his teeth and tolerate the pain, but the cold—that would be the lethal, silent killer.

Azriel leaned his head against the wall and took a deep breath in, feeling an irrational sense of calm. In some ways, the cold and dark and pain felt like coming home. He had always felt that dungeons suited him far better than any Court or Illyrian War Camp. He was born in a cell. And if he would die in one as a consequence of ensuring his High Lady survived, then it seemed like a fitting end.