#but we shall seeeeeee

[quietbreeze97]

I'm not the only one who predicts/hopes that Charlie will intervene in Alastor and Vox's feud in season 2, and try to convince them to be friends again when she finds out about their history... right?

[emmyrosee]

I have some things in the queue but… one of them is a COMPLETE cute aggression piece with kiyoomi and I’m terrified to post it 😬😬😬

[asexualbookbird]

SPOOKY SEASON IS UPON US!

I crafted a lot this month, but can't share it yet so there's not too much to report here. Been watching a lot of Dropout and having fun with that. My tv started smelling like burning plastic so I'm out a Large Screen for things. Days are getting shorter and I'm walking at night, but have to change that because it's not even the end of DST and I already miss the sun. Got halfway through Swordtember before dropping it for more exciting projects. Doodles a lot of clouds. I don't know! Days went by and here I am!

Network Effect by Martha Wells ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ - A reread to prepare myself for System Collapse. Still an emotional banger. I am normal about our favorite SecUnit and Asshole Research Transport. So incredibly normal.

When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sascha Lamb ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ - YOU ARE THE FRIEND TO MY SOUL!!!! I want to reread this again and again, it's an absolute DELIGHT. The narrator was great and I'm glad I did the audiobook because hearing all the yiddish healed my soul in some way. Gay in every sense of the word.

The Hourglass Throne by KD Edwards ⭐⭐⭐⭐- My big hangup on this is the integration of COVID. You're telling me you found a magical cure for a disease that has killed and disabled millions and you're leaving it up to the non Atlanteans to figure things out on their own? Other than that, it was fun and emotional as I've come to expect from this series. Excited to learn it's not a trilogy and there are way more books planned to come.

Painted Devils by Margaret Owen ⭐⭐⭐ - Fun, but ultimately a disappointment coming off of Little Thieves. Way more focused on Vanja and Emeric's relationship, which is Fine, but took away from the things I liked about LT (heists! Mischief! Mayhem!) Not thrilled that everything came back to Vanja in the end, and something rubbed me wrong about how Big Happy Family they were immediately. Not to mention the guy everyone hates is RIGHT. Stop and think WHY this creature wants your blood! Don't give it freely! Will still read Holy Terrors because of course I am.

When Among Crows by Veronica Roth ⭐⭐⭐ - I was lovingly bullied into reading this because Roth isn't my favorite author but it's been long enough since Allegiant that I gave it a chance anyway. I'd rather just replay The Witcher. Not to say All Polish Folklore Is The Same, but this was so. Empty feeling. Three stars for the monsters, but that's all from folklore. There's no original world building here. Also funny she still made it about Chicago. I'm not complaining, I really do think that's funny.

System Collapse by Martha Wells ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐- THE SYSTEM SURE HAS COLLAPSED! I want to tell SecUnit I'm proud of it, but I can't because it's not ready to hear it. The one downside is I'm once again out of new Murderbot to read. Emotional, as always. Sarcastic, as it knows no other way to be.

October, my love. I had plans to do Drawtober, but I'm not really feelings it so I'll do other things. I have crafts to work on, and a stack of books to read. I'm coming to terms with the fact I will not be completing my 24 books in 2024 list, which is mine own fault for not really focusing on it until uh. Now. But Whatever! I'm vibing! Happy fall! Let's get spooky!

[doodleimprovement]

Partners In Crime

Chapter 1: Twilight Zone

Circumstance has never been kind to Stanley Pines - when had it ever? But when he gets in over his head yet again, and nearly bleeds out his stitches in a dank alleyway in some shit-hole city in Texas, he wasn't expecting help to come in the form of a nurse from his home state with a similarly shitty situation on her hands. Maybe they can help each other get the hell out of here, and maybe he can even get a friend in the process? A loser like him can only hope...

Probably the weirdest and also most traditionally mature fic I've ever written/am writing. Will be slow to post but I hope Ya'll like it!

Also had fun making up a fake cheesy 80s movie poster for it lol

[7lizardsinacoat]

wip! this time with more 100% more aabria

[thoughts-and-vibes]

a girl said she wants to get to know me but in a gay way

what even is life

[withacapitalp]

Dear You Pt 3

Part One Part Two

Due to the AI changes on Tumblr I will only be posting snippets here read the whole thing on ao3! Thank you to @hbyrde36 for betaing and thank you to @nostalgicbones for being the coolest muse everrrr

“And anytime I reminded her that I have to worry about more than myself, she acted like I wanted her to feel sorry for me, when that was never what I wanted. Ever.”

How many times had Eddie felt that exact way? At every cashier that watched with pity as he counted out his change exactly at the checkout, with every advance he had ever asked for at Thatchers, pretty much anytime someone looked at him that wasn’t a member of Hellfire. 

“Eddie?”

“It was just this huge… relief. Like I could finally stop pretending to be something I wasn’t.”

It was so easy to pretend. Put on a big show, make people think that was who you were, and no one really looked any deeper. Jonathan had been talking about when he was alone with Nancy, but that was just the way the world worked, wasn’t it? You pretended, and you hoped it was enough to get through the day. 

“Eeeeeeddie?”

“You shouldn’t change. You’re fine the way you are,” 

Was he? Was he really? 

What made Jonathan so sure of that?

“Eddie!”

Gareth's shout combined with Jeff’s fingers snapping in front of his face was enough to drag Eddie out of his thoughts, forcing him back into the present moment. The loud chatter of the cafeteria slid back into focus, but the lingering sound of Jonathan's voice in his head did not fade. Eddie shook his head roughly, hair flying as he tried to force away the conversation that had been haunting him for the last two days. 

No luck. For some reason he was still stuck, still hearing it. 

“You’ve been good for him.” 

Read the rest here!

[mirrortouchedsea]

Day 2

Madara couldn’t sleep. Leo had fallen asleep soon after they finished cleaning up, clinging to Madara’s arm as if he’d disappear when the sun came up. Maybe he was right. Madara sat up and gently pulled Leo off his arm. He walked over to the bathroom and shut the door before turning on the light. 

He was blinded by the sudden brightness but it did nothing to chase away the thoughts racing through his head. Failure. Dangerous. Cold. How could someone like Leo… He turned on the sink and splashed water on his face. The cold water shocked him awake but it cleared his mind for the time being. It was always the same after a night with Leo, no matter what they did Madara would be bogged down by his thoughts. He was putting Leo in danger by being so close to him. He couldn’t help but chase that warmth. 

The scars that littered his body were some of Leo’s favorite things, his fingers would idly trace over them when they were alone together. Madara had grown used to them, having a more ambivalent relationship with them now than he used to at least. The water was still running. 

The door opened. Someone’s hands covered his and shut the water off. They wrapped their arms around him and nuzzled into his back. It was Leo, tracing lazy music notes over Madara’s stomach, asking him to come back to bed. Madara turned off the lights. Leo untangled himself from Madara and he missed the warmth immediately. 

Madara knew that Leo chose to be with him, chose to take that risk because he cared about him. The quiet affirmations from him said as much, the way his hands would ease the tension from Madara’s back, his voice brought him back to his senses after a long day. Madara would protect that light no matter what, but that light wanted to protect him too. 

They got back into bed, Madara allowing Leo to pull him into his chest, caressing his hair and whispering sweet nothings into his ear. 

[stevie-petey]

It's been so long since a series has captivated me like this, you're seriously the best! I can't wait to see what all you have next, and I love the way you write Steve having such a soft spot for bug ( even if he doesn't admit it). I'm so curious on what bugs reaction will be when she finds out about Jonathan and Nancy.

Will Jonathan feel guilty and lash out like last time? Or will it just be awkward between the two for a minute? What if bug just hid how hurt she feels and acts nonchalant and Jonathan kinda feels hurt( not sure it's the word I wanna use but still) that she didn't really react? Like he just feels weird, happy to be with Nancy, yet upset about bug? I can't really articulate what I mean but I really think Jonathan would feel upset at the loss of the connection he had with bug.

Also will Steve be upset with bug? Like bug knew they left together and didn't tell him, then his girlfriend ends up cheating on him. He'd just be confused and hurt, he'd feel so alone maybe bug could help with that?

Again love the chapter and you!!❤️

i cant say too much but i will def touch on a lot of what u said !! gotta be vague for now, but a lot of conversations will happen later between everyone and for once theyll finally have to really listen and understand <3

[hamadynes]

Ugggghhghgh my brain has now forced me into thinking about Alfred’s last day being lovely and peaceful after a good, long, happy life. His friends and family are there and he’s content.

Then Alear uses the time crystal to relive their last day together again… and again. And again. And again.

Alfred figures out what’s going on eventually, laughs a little and laments he can’t retain memories from when Alear rewinds time cause he’s sure “they must’ve been real swell. Shame about the weather though. What with the rain and all. Would’ve preferred to get some sun and a last jog, but then again, I got more time than I expected anyhoo, so I guess I can’t be choosy.”

Alear laughs then cries then sobs and Alfred cups Alear’s vice grip on the time crystal, rubbing gently at pale knuckles.

“Hey. Could you maybe, promise me something? I… really don’t want you going back again. Not that I’m not flattered, but I’m a little jealous you get to have so many more memories of us than I do, y’know?”

Alear grips harder, sobs louder, quakes.

“Hmm, well, I guess I wouldn’t know anyway huh? Even if you did promise, I wouldn’t remember…” And Alfred smiles, raising a hand to stroke through blue and red hair. “You’re too good of a person for that though.” And then, unrepentant, “Sorry.”

They stay like that for a long time. At some point, Alfred snatches the embroidery from where it’s sat for years and slowly, gently exchanges the time crystal for it. There’s only slight resistance and he tucks the crystal away out of sight.

Once Alear is all cried out, Alfred coaxes them up and they spend the rest of the day together. Alfred finds precious little joys, as is his talent. They return to Firene and Alfred hugs his sister and Céline knows. She squeezes him until Alfred can’t breathe and a little longer then wishes them a good night.

Alfred chatters at Alear for as long as he’s able. Plays his flute until exhaustion wins out and Alear drifts off. Alfred holds them, watches, memorizes, cries a little but no one has to know.

It is as it was the first time. Breathing gets slow and hard, vision becomes fuzzy, so so many loved ones rush to his side and he is filled with joy.

Alear holds his hand.

After all is said and done, Alear pushes the time crystal into Veyle’s hands. When she questions why, Alear just smiles. “I made a promise... but I don’t think I can keep it on my own.”

[chmerical-a]

aight babes off to see spiderverse >:) time to giggle & blush whenever miguel o'hara is on screen

[iuspired]

currwntly LOCKED IN for chem yuhhhh 🤞🤞🤞 jus taking a lil break :3 i hav it first thing in the morning then math😇THEN im freeeeeeeee…(i have school the next day but like ill prob do nothing so)

[oblivions-dawn]

2, 9 and 26 for the 2023 in review?

Hello!! Have a snack before you go ❤

✑ How many fics did you work on this year?

One! . . . Okay two, if you count me starting the sequel. BUT HEY I FINISHED THE FIRST AND STARTED A SEQUEL AND AM EIGHT CHAPTERS INTO IT THAT'S FUCKING AMAZING--

✑ What fic meant the most to you to write?

Oh Petrichor and Breathless of course. It was all I COULD write. I seem incapable of writing anything else . . . Maybe one of these days I'll finish one of these other little writing projects I've started fufu

✑ If you had to choose one, what was THE most satisfying writing moment of your year?

WRITING CHAPTER 21 AND MY GOOD FRIEND BEING SO ANGRY AT ME DESPITE KNOWING ABOUT IT AND HILARIOUSLY NOT SPEAKING TO ME FOR TWO HOURS. THAT WAS MY GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT ❤

[fagdykevash]

sometimes hyperfixations hit u like a truck and then u get isekai'd into the audhd premium dimension where serotonin levels are high and the brainrot is Strong and ur just kinda stuck there till a mystical being (old special interests) teleports u back to the real world and u come back little bit changed but happier. or maybe that's just me

[dawn-moths]

revisiting my werewolf!dabi (part 2) fic in hopes of having it out by the end of the month… 👀

[lightblume]

(in the most high-pitched voice possible) hiiiiiii! anyone interested in threading with a warrior of light? she's a little weird sometimes but means well and will be your weird forest friend (and maybe herbal healer free of charge--) i'll cap this at 4!