#but soft

[wishforhome]

gently, gently

1,669 words | T+ | single chapter

pairings: viago/rook, lucanis/spite/rook/teia/viago, background lucanis/rook

Note: This has several direct references to my longer story, The Vyrantium Job, but the basic knowledge you need for this to make sense is that Lucanis, Spite, Rook, Viago and Teia have an ongoing polycule arrangement that is part pleasure, part political alliance. Rook is a Grey Warden who currently works as an independent contractor for the Crows so that she can be with Lucanis.

“What’s the matter?” he smirks. “Never seen money before?” “Not like this,” she admits, pulling on the strings of the pouch and peering into it. There is something like awe in her expression. Viago frowns, wondering for a moment if she’s regretting her distant involvement in an eventual assassination, if she’s troubled by the weight of coin that’s given for murder. Maybe Lucanis was right, and she’s too soft for this world of Crows. Still, he doesn’t press her. “Wardens don’t really get paid,” she says eventually. “This is mine. I earned this.” Oh, Viago thinks. This is an entirely different kind of innocence than he had anticipated. She is not troubled by the violence, but instead, somehow, by simple capitalism.

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Five times Viago fell for Rook.

Not included in this fic, but things that definitely happened: five times Viago subsequently had a panic attack about falling for Rook.

I will likely write a companion piece to this showing the moments that Viago fell for Lucanis.

[on1occasionfork]

Floating in a Most Peculiar Way

Chapter 1: the stars looks very different today

Rating: T

TW/CW: 80s era period-typical homophobia, dysfunctional family dynamics, minor angst

Summary: Whether fifteen or fifty, Crowley's fate has always been written in the stars. A prequel to But, soft!

Chapter Excerpt:

It wasn’t the same as climbing Annanhead Hill and feeling like the whole earth was laid out beneath him, wasn’t the same as descending into the Devil’s Beef Tub and being swallowed up by the black, the light of distant stars his only guide. But the projected star shows still gave him that sense of smallness, the contradictory feeling of being an insignificant part of a vast universe that had somehow still conspired to make sure he existed.

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Thanks to @the-ineffable-dance for the speedy beta!

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

What if I gave Izuku cottagecore style in the Havenfall is for Family AU and pair him up with Tokoyami AND Shinsou so our sunshine boy has two goth/emo BFs.

[salems-lots]

itty bitty kitty

[honey-bunches1345]

Namjoon is just-

[jon-withnoh]

Beatrice was leaning against the fence, reaching over it to scratch her horse between the ears. Her boots were covered in ash. I put a hand on her shoulder.

“You disappeared… I was worried.”

“There’s no need,” she said gruffly. “I am fine.”

“It must have been awful for you, seeing it like this.”

“It was home, no matter how long ago I’d moved away.” Her shoulders slumped forward.

“Oh, Beatrice.” I hugged her. To my surprise, she did not push me away. I stood and held held her, determined to be steady for as long as she needed me.

— Prompt 24: just really needed a hug

[uncharmed-eros]

Today I found out that snow muffles sound waves and that’s why it feels quieter after a snow and with this new information I will now make it a part of my personality my bank of wisdom my tism-rizzem if you will

[bigsquirrel18]

Kinda got overshadowed by Knocked Loose last night, but god damn another banger from The Plot in You. Love this

[daily-spooky]

source

[spicymochi]

choose your fav puppy

[nyctibiius]

she has been pickled for her crimes

[anexperimentallife]

[ken-yamh]

Game Maria admiring Movie Maria ✨💫

[noctuadora]

no thoughts, just... thinking about the way Ekko looks at Powder...

[miri-draws]

I've been grunklepilled.