#fic: Hungry Man

[slimybeth69]

WIP WEDNESDAY

thanks for the tag @joelmillerisapunk

omfg- I actually have a snippet to give you guys!!! Lo and behold--- HUNGRY MAN- the continuation of GIRL DINNER

No tags or warnings right now but this is going to be another DDDNE/ Darker fic for those of you who would rather not get invested now!

I hope y'all are as excited as I am :)

Joel’s eyes narrow on Tommy’s and he slams the glass bottle of instant coffee down on the counter. “Kinda what? If you’re gonna say somethin’-- fuckin’ say it.” He growls. 

“This is fucked, Joel. Really fucked– how do you expect me to not have questions when you’ve been gone– no note, nothin’ to let us know you were okay. Didn’t even wanna drop by for a lil visit or anything,” Tommy scoffs and takes a step back, giving his brother some space. 

“I didn’t know I was gon’ be gone that long and I couldn’t just ‘drop by’. Got pinned down by a bunch’a infected tryin’ to help that woman–”

“You’ve been with ‘that woman’ for eight months and you don’t even know her name?” Tommy sounds completely flabbergasted.

Has every right to be. 

“She don’t even know her name, Tommy! She’s all kinds of fucked-up– don’t even get me started on all that! Fuckin’ talkin’ to herself all the damn time, been all alone in those woods for just over a decade–”

“How do you know that? The crazy woman told you?” Tommy scoffs and runs both of his hands through his hair, taking a deep breath. 

Joel says nothing as Tommy walks over to the dining room table, pulls out one chair and then pulls out the other and takes a seat, motioning for Joel to come sit down. Begrudgingly, Joel abandons the coffee crystals on the counter and sits down across from his brother. 

“She’s crazy– and she might be lyin’ about a lot… but I believe that she’s been alone out there for at least ten years, Tommy.” Joel rests his elbows on his knees and laces his fingers together. 

Tommy leans back in his chair and brings his ankle up to rest on the opposite knee, “Alright, that’s true, fine. Let’s say all that bullshit you said about the infected is true, too.” Tommy shakes his head from side to side, almost indiscernible as he rolls his eyes, “It does not explain why she’s wearin’ a fuckin’ leash and locked into a fucking shock collar, Joel! That you have the remote duct taped to your fuckin’ palm like a psychopath–”

Joel sits up straight and points his index finger at Tommy, “She was outta control–” he starts, but he gets interrupted. 

“Probably ‘cause you were tryin’ to padlock a shock collar on her!” Tommy almost laughs, but then narrows his eyes at Joel. “Outta control? She’s half the size of you–” 

Joel points to the four fresh scratches down the side of his cheek and his black eye. 

Tommy blinks at him for a moment. “That doesn’t help your case, man. All that tells me is she did not want to come with you… so what do I do now?” Tommy raises one eyebrow and shrugs his shoulders. “Most importantly… what’s she gonna tell Maria?”

NPT and some tags for people who liked girl dinner- @almostempty @gothcsz @pedrospookie @cathynstuff @probablyreadinsmut @lilac-boo @oliveksmoked @bluemusickid @tateypots @evolnoomym

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

can I say somethin? poc Johnny with locs.

[slimybeth69]

omg i love how either of those guys could be Joel or Sug and also they’re both Puddin’ at the same time. IM SO GLAD YOU LOVE GIRL DINNER!!!

[cowardlybean]

here’s your downright diabolical multifandom post. I’m so sorry if this randomly comes across your tag scroll

[royalthorned]

you intrigued me with the sybill/pandora tag... also, "sybill telling pandora she's god's prophet" THAT'S CRAZY i need to know more about them (i don't remember if anyone has already asked you this question, i hope not)

irene when im telling you i jumped for joy at this ask

this is a fic idea i've had brewing for a while. sybil is a half-blood and infamous for the fact her visions aren't real. growing up in the muggleworld in the 70's and attending mass she is convinced that she is the second coming of christ. my girls had visions of the future, she knows she's a wizard but her prophecys aren't "normal" and she's tried to turn water to wine.

pandora is a believed seer, her visions are trusted. she's reputable and a pureblood. so pandora hears about sybil's spiritual break down of "im god" and is enamoured with her. the rosier way of enamoured which leads to pandora running experiments and going on adventures to test visions and prophecies with her girlfriend. if she can change Sybil's visions and if sybil can change hers all while learning about "sybil being a part of the Holy Spirit"

they are bony blonde4bony blonde, two delusional teenage girls running around the castle in nightdresses with all white prophecy eyes.

[wishchip106]

my brain locked onto my ready player one cherik au and now it wont let go

i started a draft for the first chapter im actually writing it help

HOW DO PEOPLE DO THIS

literally sweating what is this

how do people world build i’ve always struggled with that yet i really want to describe the visuals from my brain

they only way i’m gonna learn is if i do it damn 😭

i already got a main idea of how i want this to go JUST HOW DO I WRITE IT

i haven’t done creative writing in a while i gotta oil the hinges or something

at least this is just a draft i can keep going back and change it 🤯

i wanna share more thoughts about it but i feel like that would just spoil it in some way

also i aint gatekeeping this idea i wanna see what other people think of it

and then steal their ideas 😎 (jk)

[asgardian--angels]

ok I haven't read fic in 4 years but i broke that streak last night with jayvik so uhhhhh send me jayvik recs that you have vetted for good characterization, especially ones that are either speculative post-canon (dimension hopping?? figuring things out?) or early academy/lab era lighter stuff

[fumifooms]

Marchil March retrospective

As of today the Marchil March week was officially over! 🎉🎉👏 A lot of good work and content accomplished this week, patting ourselves on the back is in due order. Thank you so much to everyone who participated!! The turnout was so much more than anticipated and made a big difference for marchil nation.

All in all, the statistics for the amount of works made for the event and publicized is as such:

Total participants: 11 Total works: 37 Fanfics: 17 Fanarts: 20

You can browse them all on the sideblog @feedmarchil!

That’s more than one marchil piece a day for a full month! We almost doubled the amount of fics we had! I can truly say it was a successful event, despite some bumps, and I for one am sated. Couldn’t be prouder of the community! Marchil is in good hands!!

But March isn’t quite over yet… As long as we’re still not April, feel free to make some late entries if you want to and find the time! I’ll make an extra set of stats for late works if anyone makes any. I do hope to take advantage of this and write a fic myself hehe, crossing my fingers. There isn’t enough time in a life to marchil enough~

[slimybeth69]

CAN WE PLEASE HAVE SOME HUNGRY MAN FOR WIP WEDNESDAY PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

FINE! FINE. YOU WANT HUNGRY MAN? HERE YOU GO.

There are so many things you want to tell her- that the last house you were in felt like a prison, and the people who kept you inside were worse than the infected. You want to scream at her that you know you have a name– but it doesn’t matter what it is, because you aren’t that person anymore. There are secrets that you haven’t shared with anyone, not even Mister-man, that you want to whisper into her ear– but your voice escapes you. 

Keep your secrets, take them to the grave with you. 

She might be able to help you, hon. 

You don’t need any help. You’re perfectly fine. Normal. 

Normal. 

An audible gasp leaves your mouth; it feels like your ribs are being torn apart and pulled in every direction. That light voice, the voice of reason for the last couple of years, the sweet voice- that hadn’t been so sweet or light as of late- lies to you. 

Normal. 

“Is everything…okay?” Maria asks softly, her voice echoes and bounces off the walls of your ear canal and then around inside your skull. It’s like she’s drifting away from you.

Or you are the one drifting, spinning, possibly floating, through time and space. 

Talk. Say anything.

How could anything be okay when that good, sweet voice just lied to you? 

If there is one thing that you know, and one thing that is for certain– is that you are not normal. The way you’ve been living isn’t normal– the things you do out in the woods, hiding in the mall, are not normal.

“What is normal?” You blurt out, slapping a hand over your mouth in embarrassment. Your face burns and for some reason your entire body tingles in the worst way, and your stomach flips inside of you– part of you thinks of taking off running-- but where would you go?

[echo-rambles]

wip of what I'm affectionately calling my 'one night stand that turns into a whole lot more' changjin fic. ft fake dating and single dads.

[sageispunk]

hope everyone who partakes had a great 4/20 yesterday<3

[shikai-the-storyteller]

Listening to "Out There" from the Hunchback of Notre Dame again and I'm like damn that really is a q!Fit and Madagio song huh

[verdantdaises]

FINALLY GOT OUTTA MY SHIFT AND WAS ABLE TO READ THE CHAPTER. Did thought it would be a last chapter, but can't say I'm disappointed (quite the opposite, the more the merrier), and let me just say the name drop of your different fic? TASTY. Also, definitely agreed with your post-chapter note - Bradley would definitely be into sucking dick.

aHAHA to be honest I think this fic might be more like 10 chapters, i wanna wrap it up naturally and im struggling lOL

And yes I was very excited to do that lmAOO it’s so stupid but it brought me so much joy

Bradley has such a huge oral fixation no one can convince me otherwise, that mans mouth is made to have things in it LMAO he’s so real for that

[ryoukio]

wip another plaga Leon

I keep starting arts and not finishing them such is the nature of the curse

[kiingbiing]

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[tyrannuspitch]

thanos could be such a good character if he was a good character...