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[private-witt]

Oh, Sinnerman by @whump-town Chapters: I. II. III. IV. V. The old woman shakes her head, “I’ll be damned if you don’t look exactly like that family, though. Could fit right in. Exactly like the daddy of that bunch, spitting image.” She shakes her head and turns to JJ. “Meaner than a snake, that ol’ bastard. ‘Bout beat the skin off his oldest more than once. Why if I had–”. Hotch clears his throat, and suddenly his collar is too tight. “Sorry,” he apologizes immediately. Old habits die hard. Sorry was the first word he ever learned.

[dirtgrubber]

“oh you…”

@morningstarwrites you literally kill me every time you post a chapter

[aerequets]

Setting aside his food, Twilight slowly knelt on the floor, ignoring the pain of his injuries, and wrapped his arms around the large dog. Bond held still as his master buried his face in his fur, his heartbeat strong and steady in contrast with the sudden trembling that had overtaken the man’s form.

this is from chapter 4 of @cantareincminor 's amazing fic Orpheus! I feel like with autumn approaching (on my side of the world at least lol) the weather is getting perfect for reading, so you can tuck yourself in all nice and cozy and read this fic because it's nice and long >:) Thank you for the commission and happy belated birthday, Cantare!

[scribefindegil]

Obsessed with this bit in the preface to the 10th Anniversary edition of Ancillary Justice:

Specifics aside, "I thought this would be fun and relaxing. It was not." is a great summation of what happens with like 80% of creative endeavors.

[zephyrchama]

OM! Angels seem to have similar natural abilities to demons. Even if the source of their power is different, they're still far above humans in terms of innate abilities.

Basically, MC could be frolicking in a field and playing around with Luke outdoors when he approaches with a handmade flower crown. Freshly picked. Luke himself is wearing a prototype crown of the same variety.

Luke innocently places the gift on MC's head. Within minutes the unsuspecting human breaks out in massive itchy hives. They both panic, Luke reacts by flinging the crown out towards a random part of the field and blowing on MC's head to make the hives stop. Turns out those pretty flowers are toxic to most mortal beings! Who knew!

MC can still keep the crown behind glass and admire it. Luke may feel incredibly guilty though. From then on, he refuses to give MC anything new unless it passes Solomon's safety check first.

[fictionadventurer]

I love libraries.

I'm browsing the WWI shelves (as you do) and notice a very old book about the war. I glance at the first pages that talk about how one day the war will be over and we'll look at this place and not see any signs of the battlefield.

Then it hits me. And I check the publishing date.

This book was printed before the war's end. Not written. Printed. The physical object was created in 1918, while the war in question was raging and the end was as yet uncertain.

Now I'm standing on the other side of the apocalypse, with this physical link to that era in my hands. I'm living proof that the war did end and life did go on and we can all look at the end of the world as a long-ago memory.

Reading old books is cool enough, connecting our minds and hearts through the ideas of people who lived long ago, but there's something extra profound about holding a copy of the book that comes from the time that it was written. It's a physical link between the past and the present connecting me to those long-ago people. A piece of the past come into the future that gives me the chance to almost take the hand of some long-ago reader, to hold something they could have held, connecting not just mentally but physically to their era, a moment of connection across more than a century.

Excuse me while I go weep.

[missmetus]

Sketch commission i made for @neon-angels-system, based on their beautiful fanfic "Perennial Florets" posted on AO3.

[fumifooms]

Homegrown

Thistle and Delgal - Dungeon Meshi, Ryoko Kui

^ Fernando Pessoa / Killing Flies, Michael Dickman / A Brother Named Gethsemane, Natalie Diaz / Antigonick, Anne Carson v Oats We Sow, Gregory and the Hawk

[frosty-coffee]

[aislinceivun]

*dusts off account* *coughs*

My tumblr is pretty much defunct but I'm crossposting this one per request~

Art for part #6 of my absolute favorite StaticRadio fic series, 666: Live On Air! written by the amazing @prince-liest

Every new installment keeps destroying AND energizing me, but the hurt/comfort of this latest update fed me ESPECIALLY well😩💞

If you aren't doing it yet and you love the ship, GO READ 666!! It's droolworthy! It's emotional! It's kinky! It'll make you laugh one sec, rip your heart out the next! No excuses, you must give it a try at least!!

PS: If you're interested in more StaticRadio (or StaticDust) (or StaticRadioDust, perchance? >:3) art & threads from me, find me on twitter here!♥ (adults only) PPS: This one is not a 666 fanart but I might as well plug it: I actually had the same galaxy brain idea as Prince and drew Vox manually keeping Al's heart beating post-Adam😈 (The way I gasped when this happened in 666 too!😩👏) Mild gore cw, but if you're curious, it's here.

[drivebypainter]

More JiuYuan fanart?! Yes.

This is fanart for the lovely fic: “One Wife, Free with Purchase” by TachibanasWife on ao3!

I really love this fic, it’s so cozy and silly and just so incredibly warm! AND IT JUST FINISHED!!

Please go support TachibanasWife on ao3!! Give their beautiful fic lots of love, kudos and happy comments!!

[verocitea]

“And what happens when they catch a glimpse of you on their radar, huh?” Sonic grinned. “Well, first they’d have to catch me, sis.”

So excited to share my @sthbigbang piece for @skimmingmilk’s incredible underground fic, Relative Dissonance!! Please be sure to check it out, as well as the other amazing illustrations created for the fic by @eclecticjace (x) and @manicpanic-arts1 (x)!

[uhhhh-em-draws-stuff]

Some drawings inspired by @cornskin’s amazing glass heart Olympian roommate Au fic, I love this fic sm it’s on ao3, I greatly recommend reading it even tho it it currently in progress! (Also risk by Gracie abrams is sooooo them in this fic)

[tending-the-hearth]

Thinking about when Ponyboy wakes up after passing out after Dally’s death, and it’s just him and Darry in the room, and he probably was all wrapped up in blankets and one of his brothers’ sweatshirts, and looking so young and terrified asking Darry if he was going to get taken away, and Darry just saying “I don’t know, baby”, because he doesn’t know, and things are so uncertain that he can’t help but fall back onto the pet name their mother used so often for all her sons, but also i thought about those videos of older siblings calling their little siblings their baby, and thought about that in association with Darry and Ponyboy, and just…

little six-year-old Darry, upon seeing little newborn Ponyboy, immediately trying to hug him because that’s his baby

Darry introducing Ponyboy to Dally saying “this is my baby, Ponyboy!”

Soda fully believing for two years that Ponyboy was Darry’s baby because of how much Darry called him his

Them growing older, and the nickname being said less and less, but maybe it came out accidentally.

Darry getting sick, and wanting to make sure his baby didn’t get sick

Darry coming home from his first rumble and not wanting his baby to see him hurt

Darry hugging his baby close after their parents died while waiting for Sodapop to get to the hospital from Two-Bit’s house

Darry finding out that his baby had been jumped and immediately running to the abandoned lot to find him

Darry seeing his baby in the hospital, and realizing that he was okay

Darry having to put on a smile and reassure his baby that they wouldn’t get separated, and Ponyboy looking up at his oldest brother who gave up everything just to keep them all together, and in that moment, despite everything that had happened, and every unsaid conversation, having complete and utter trust in his big brother.

[desert--moonchild]

Maddie wasn’t snooping.  

She honestly wasn’t.

She really was just trying to be a good big sister and help her brother and future brother-in-law out by dropping off a package for Buck that had been sent to her house due to cheaper shipping (“why is it like twenty bucks cheaper, you live twenty minutes away”). Buck and Tommy’s place was on her daily commute to the dispatch center and it just made sense for her to take the package over to them since neither of them had the time since coming back from their weekend getaway to Vegas two weeks ago.

Both of them were on shift but she still had a house key from when she’d been watering their plants while they were gone.  So it should’ve just been a quick in and out and she’d be on her way home.

And then she stopped and got the mail.  See she really was just trying to be a good big sister— truly, she was.  The mailman had been pulling away from the curb as she pulled up and in the spirit of being helpful she stopped by the mailbox to grab their mail.  

And out of habit in grabbing her own mail she started flipping through it as she set the package down on the table in the entryway.

And that’s when she saw it.

The envelope.

The return address was a P.O. Box from Las Vegas, Nevada with it addressed to Mr. Evan Buckley and Mr. Thomas Kinard of Los Angeles, California.

And printed in big black lettering across crisp white paper, right above Buck and Tommy’s names.

REGARDING MARRIAGE DOCUMENTS

Maddie stared at it.

And then she stared at it some more.

She put the mail down in the mail bowl and blinked, scrubbed at her eyes to make sure she just didn't have something in her eye and blinked again. She picked the envelope back up and stared at it again. 

Yup— still there. 

MARRIAGE

She put the envelope back down and hummed for a few moments before she pulled out her phone and pulled up Buck’s name.

Maddie:  Hey… when you went to Vegas, did you happen to get married?

Buck responded back almost instantly.

Buck:  …

Buck:  why would you think that???

Maddie quickly snapped a picture of the envelope and sent it back to him.

Buck: oh

Buck: uh… hahah surprise?

[radioducky]

Had to get this out of my system.

Little doodle from @morningstarwrites awesome fanfiction “Of Saints and Sinners“ Chapter 12.