#but can i write during that moment? no

[fagulaa]

Something I really love about the Silt Verses is how, in a world of gods and monsters, how grounded Faulkner's trauma [and relationship with his father] is. Especially as the season moves on, and the stakes amp up [and up] its so unexpectedly piercing to be presented with this exploration of childhood abandonment/negligence, inter-generational trauma, the indignities and stress that comes with unexpected elder care/early onset Alzheimer's. You're so locked in to these grander, more abstract concepts that your defenses are down! Mine were, anyway. TSV is so good at cutting its grand, complex plotlines with simpler [but not shallower] gutpunches, and it just grounds the whole thing.

[javierduffy]

in my head, kieran survived the o’driscoll kidnapping, but by the time he’d got back to shady belle after someone found him bleeding out in the street and took him to the doctor, the gang was gone, and he took the opportunity to escape the gang lifestyle, running off to strawberry and beginning work with the timber folks

years later, you can find him at pronghorn ranch in epilogue 1, lovingly tending to the horses in the barn when you go to scoop the manure, and he’s made an honest living for himself. and the o’driscolls are gone because sadie killed then all and he is finally safe and happy is anyone listening can anyone hear me

[0zt]

once a series ends it loses some of its hype and it gets remembered for all the shittiest parts. like, yeah Naruto had some shitty parts. It was long as hell so of course. but to this day, certain scenes and moments stick in my mind that are just amazing without comparison and when you go back to them it’s no wonder Naruto was so massive and is still so popular so long after it finished

[necrotic-nephilim]

https://www.tumblr.com/necrotic-nephilim/763098417058775040/no-thoughts-only-jaytim-fucking-in-titans-tower?source=share

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https://www.tumblr.com/necrotic-nephilim/760168597014413312/bftc-jaytim-fuck-nasty-in-their-batman-suits?source=share

every time these 2 are left alone to fit it ends like this❤️

it ABSOLUTELY does. i love that i have gotten to write a BftC fic and a Titans Tower fic that is just. JayTim fucking nasty. i think these two should end every fistfight with them having sex in increasingly risky places. it's the only way they should resolve their fights from now on, ty for coming to my tedtalk.

[mylove-thresher]

(forgot to upload w last post)

Chat how cooked am I if a teacher decides to check my agenda

(Yeah I clearly didn’t take well the fact I was left on the side of a highway 15 minutes before school because my ma told me I wasn’t worth her time.)

[courtney-deserved-better]

telling myself i can't start another tdwt rewrite but dear god do i want to write one focusing on alejandro and courtney in this weird situationship thats a lot more nuanced than just alejandro manipulating courtney and her falling for it. like theyre best friends they dont trust each other theyre the same person they dont know anything about the other one theres a mutual attraction theyre pining for other people theyre codependent they dont care about each other theyre platonic soulmates like i just want to do a deep dive into how messy that relationship couldve been building off of their friendship that exists in my head except the line between romantic and platonic is so fucking blurred they have no idea what they are to the other person

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

it does something incomprehensible to my little writer’s soul whenever alex articulates a phenomenon of the writing process i’ve always picked up on and then goes on to describe it in exactly the same way

[randomingoftherandomness]

i JUST saw the spicy liyan fic!! this reminds me so much of the yuanyi moreg baby fic from earlier on. could we see liyan baby as well ?? 🥺

He tires far too easily and Li Lun can't help hovering a little more than is necessary. A hand on the small of Zhu Yan's back, a quiet and unwavering presence by his side while he is tucked up against him, sleeping. He does everything he can to be there next to him.

And between them, the swell of his belly is a constant reminder of the why.

They're immortal, ageless beings. There is much mysteries about their existence, much they themselves do not understand. It goes to reason that Li Lun has never thought about fatherhood or even siring a child. Sure, he has had his string of lovers, and so has Zhu Yan, but a child born in the Wilderness had never been on the forefront of his mind.

And so, as with most things in his life, when they discover that their recent coupling under the first full moon of the summer solstice had resulted in Li Lun's seed taking, he's distinctly reminded about why Zhu Yan is the reason for all the best things in his life.

"If you think any louder, I think you might just wake the baby."

Li Lun huffs, half amused and half offended that any child of theirs would be any less than pleased to hear his voice. He has already started amassing a collection of lullabies and stories for their baby to grow with. There's even a corner of their den that he has set aside for their little one.

"Worrying for no reason again?" Zhu Yan laughs, smoothing a hand over his belly. Suddenly, he pauses, eyes going big and round. Grabbing Li Lun by the wrist, he presses his hand over the underside of his belly, excited and grinning from ear to ear.

Li Lun cocks his head, curious but the answer to his unspoken query comes when he feels the push under his palm. A barely there distention that disappears just as quick. Li Lun holds his breath. And there it is again, now a rolling motion that he can track from the base of his palm up to his pointer finger.

"Is that..."

"Yeah!" Zhu Yan chuckles, a happy flush colouring his cheeks a pretty pink. "That's our little one."

Our little one. The words reverberate in Li Lun's skull. Just these words and their syllables is enough to bring a hot stinging to his nose and a prickle to his eyes. Our little one, their little one.

"Oh, you silly old tree..." Zhu Yan sighs, lips curling up in an endeared helplessness. Lifting his hands, he wipes away the stray tears that escape before Li Lun can hold it back in. "Whatever shall I do about you."

Thumb rubbing up against the skin of Zhu Yan's belly, Li Lun quietly thinks there's really nothing Zhu Yan can do. Not when he has made him happy beyond his wildest dreams. He tells him as much, croaking through the wetness in his voice.

Zhu Yan merely laughs, shaking his head before tucking himself back into Li Lun's embrace. "My silly old tree."

[formal-frog-shoes]

Twiststuck stuff i just wanna get out

Im a huge Cater multi-shipper

Normally this wouldn't be a problem

BUT I CAN'T HAVE ALMOST EVERYONE IN THIS AU HAVE A FLUSH OR PALE CRUSH ON HIM THAT'S ABSURD!!!

[carlos-tk]

sometimes i can’t believe i was posting wips every single wednesday and sunday for literal months like who even was that person

[doctorwhoisadhd]

you know that tweet thats like about when male writers find out their big passionate audience is women and they do dumb shit to punish them? i just saw a version of that post where someone said steven moffat do that with doctor who. and like im not even saying that steven moffat doesnt do that cause i only know his dw work but ????? what the absolute fuck are you talking about. he absolutely did NOT do that with doctor who. like????? if anything he did the opposite???????

[temeyes]

Tem I got assassin's creed Syndicate cus of you and

THEY ARE SO!!!! I LOVE THEM!!! also love the fact i can just go feral and climb buildings london is my jungle gym!!!

yes,,,,, yESSSS MY OCCASIONAL AC SYNDICATE PROPAGANDA HAS WORKED-

kidding aside, omg haley!!!!!! i'm happy to hear you got the game + aND THAT YOU LIKE THE TWINS!! they are my loves, my entire life!!!!!!!! + henry cuz henry is like, the cutest cutiepatootie even tho i will prolly slap him because his curio shop is a mESS

anyways HAVE FUNNN OMG, hope you'll play the JtR dlc too because that's legit one of the best game dlcs there is

[jessamine-rose]

*squeezes aine this time*

Read my Yandere! Dottore fics first (⁎⁍̴̆Ɛ⁍̴̆⁎)

Chemistry ๑ Magnum Opus

So @ainescribe decided to surprise me with more Darling fan art, this time of Dottore’s Assistant!! *sobs* I love it so much ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Once again, feedback will be in the tags. Thank you so much for enjoying my writing, Aine <3

[lilyharvord]

The fantasy fiction trope of the chosen one being raised to die at just the right time is just so biblically horrific and disgusting, it literally makes me foam at the mouth over it. The fact that there are numerous instances where they should die, but there is always something in the universe that saves them; leaving them thinking that maybe they are either incredibly skilled at survival or just lucky, only to find out that it was never them?? They were being saved just to die when they have to? As seen fit by some higher power????? Furthermore, it's extra spicy if that chosen one was a reluctant hero who only realizes it at the end, right before they have to die... and they make the choice to go through with it anyway???? When they ultimately have something to die for now (read found family who tries to stop them and/or turns from fighting the big bad to fighting the fucking universe to save them)????? Geewhiz what a fucking TROPE.

[flowerakatsuka]

i really should make a post diving into the exact reason why kuroba treats the sextuplets so gently ( for the most part ) bc i was thinking about that today and it's... hmmm.

[domoz]

Or, alternate funny version to the previous: any combination of Uchiha watching Tobirama fight and discussing their observations (gossiping/oogling shamelessly), after peace exists and they SHOULD technically probably help him, but... Tobirama can clearly handle it, no need to get in his way

I once read that a drabble is 200 words or less. I will never beat those allegations.

The ability to share memories with the sharingan really isn't meant to be used this way, but that's never actually stopped anyone.

"I swear to you," Says Madara with a snicker, "He slapped himself in the face with a water whip. Acted like it never happened, but I saw it."

The scene is a bit more endearing than that, when Madara shows it. Tobirama is sparring with his students and one of them can't quite dodge in time. That jutsu can break skin and cut through muscle if it hits right, but rather than hurt one of his students that badly, Tobirama jerks it back. He breaking the whip's momentum but loses a good portion of control and,  indeed, slaps himself in the fact with it. He looks rather akin to a wet cat.

Madara and Izuna both break out into another fit of laughter, but Hikaku just shakes his head fondly.

"I've seen him do that on purpose, actually." He says after the laughter has died down a bit. It's not exactly the same -- the memory he calls up had been recorded on accident. It had been in those early days of peace, when seeing Tobirama move water about had made him call up the sharingan on instinct, back when they'd be so concerned that he'd break peace that he wasn't allowed to go off on missions alone.

I'd been rather rote mission -- dealing with bandits who had thought they could take advanced of the disorganization of a new village. It had had been hot, the summer temperatures soaring high and uncomfortable, and they'd both been sweat soaked and sticky by the end of it.

"Excuse me" Tobirama had said the moment he'd cause sight of a source of water. He'd let himself jump in ankle deep instead of standing on top, raised an arm, and proceeded to dump an honestly excessive amount of water over himself. Of course, his mastery over water let him pull water out of his clothes until he was just the right amount of damp without any effort-- Hikaku had been and still is jealous over it -- and even back then, eyes lingered on where wet clothes stuck to well-defined muscle.

Thankfully no one comments. The sharingan's tendency to show the exactly what was seen means they've all shared unintentionally embarrassing moments. Plus, Hikaku knows he's not the only one who's done that exact thing.

"Oh, sensei will do that for us, if we ask!" Chimes in Kagami, thankfully too young and oblivious to understand why his cousins are giving Hikaku the side eye. He launches into a memory of his team begging and pleading to be allowed to train on the water on another hot day. His sensei had crossed his arms, unimpressed, and said he knew that the lot of them had all mastered water walking already…

…But that if the lot of them managed to prove they could do their D-rank mission without complaining, he would think of a way to cool them all off. In Kagami's young memory, the cool mist Tobirama had raised from the pond of the garden they'd been weeding had been the most refreshing thing he'd ever felt.

"…He's too soft on you." Madara says, without any real heat.

"He's something." Izuna responds dryly. "Sometimes I forget, none of you have ever seen what it's like when he really wants to get something done."

Without warning, Izuna calls up the memory of a fight. No… A spar, but a bloodthirsty one. Probably one of the first ones they'd had since they were allowed to again, after peace was called. A mixture of pent up frustration and the fact that they were no longer supposed to kill each other had both of them showing off -- Izuna was prone to do it, regardless, but this was the first time he'd seen Tobirama opt for techniques that were more flashy than practical. A water dragon with mutliple heads split apart into multiple, chasing Izuna through the trees, each one eating one of the multi-fireballs Izuna hurls out to counter them.

Tobirama did not hesitate, leaping out from the steam and twisting his fingers. The droplets of water in the air shimmered and twisted until everything was an indistinct haze.

Not that it stops a sharingan. But something about the scene -- the way the light hit the mist, haloing Tobirama with a sort of rainbow -- or maybe the way he's smirking -- makes Izuna pause.

Oh, he thinks.

Oh, thinks everyone else.