#hold onto your hats

[fangirl-dot-com]

lemme just say, i’ve been reading around and i’ve been influenced

reputations is going to be STACKED, and when i say stacked - you won’t see it coming 😈

(i wanna know what y’all are thinking tho)

[beachyserasims]

Downtown café.

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[ivorydragoness44]

The 900 Follower Appreciation Celebration continues:

A new fanfiction this Friday~

[ian-galagher]

Chapter 04 - Paradise

Length: 12k / total length so far: 57k

Rating: Explicit

Chapter summary:

Summary: When Ian lands himself an internship with famous wildlife photographer Mickey Milkovich he can't believe his luck. Spending one month traveling through South Africa with his big hero is a dream come true. The two are off on a wild adventure but there's something mysterious about Mickey who seems to be holding more to his chest than just the tricks of the trade Ian had hoped to learn from him.

Click here to read chapter 04 or here to start from the beginning!

[realreadysetrose]

Everybody back up and strap in, I’m about to serve

[quality-on-a-patch-of-awesome]

Look, I'm not saying that I invented a new no one dies fic scenario because someone doubled down on saying some ships I'm into and/or invented are "weird" and this gives me even more scope on terms of which characters to put together and I can get some new pairings for sure. However, I am saying that I hope that person hates whatever I eventually write for this idea 🙃

[tanjir0se]

Yet another tanjirose yaoi press release

The plot is finally plotting again, things are going to take a sharp veer into Akaren territory for a while but then yeet back over to Rengiyuu city with a long layover in IM SAD ABOUT THE RENGOKU BROTHERS city

[sarahthecoat]

the wildest ride in the fandom. do start back at chapter one though.

[thatartiststudios]

The only way to release the host, is to sever the connection...

- Teaser from Chapter 7 of Let The Games Begin

[ofthecaravel]

Are they all vampires?! ARE WE GETTING ALL BLOODY GVF?!? I can’t handle this

at least 3/4 of them hehehehehe

[vagueriddles]

My legacy will forever be how I became indescribably unhinged because of javiddenkins, and honestly, I don't mind

[57oddities]

After about a month of hiatus, WERE BACK ON SCHEDULE!!!

We're at 2.1k words with quite a bit to go. This one's gonna be bloody

[gerbits]

Random Legacy Challenge Generation 2: Roswell Otter

Apparently making enemies isn't bad enough. Ruining relationships, though...now that's something 👀

[lunarharp]

the ghost

[im-a-wonderling]

Edited the epilogue for Bruises so that it can be read as a standalone too!

…You Can Too ~ Peter Pevensie

This was originally the epilogue for Bruises, but I realized it could stand on it’s own, so I edited it to make sure you can read it without reading Bruises!

Warnings: angst

Word count: 2.9k

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The ice coating the columns slowly melted, the droplets of water hitting the stone floor. The puddle of water spread towards the bodies of the wolf and the hag laying haphazardly to the side. They were dead, the men knew that for a fact, but the strange flickering shadows from the torches gave the impression that they were moving. 

The two brothers sat on the edge of the stone table. 

Edmund stared unblinkingly at the carving of Aslan, but Peter’s eyes were fixed on the witch’s scepter in the center of the rapidly melting ice.

The Just king broke the silence first. “Caspian should be back soon with Doctor Cornelius. He’ll tell us what to do with the scepter.”

Peter didn’t reply, and Edmund swiveled to look at him, taking note of his dull expression and faraway eyes.”

“You hesitated,” Edmund said. “When the witch asked for your blood, you didn’t say no or run her through. You just…stood there.”

There was no answer. 

Edmund shifted so he was facing his brother. “You were thinking of Y/N, weren’t you?” Peter buried his face in his hands, letting out ragged breaths. Edmund let out a heavy sigh, resting a hand on Peter’s shoulder. “I know you miss her.”

A bitter laugh sounded as Peter shrugged out of Edmund’s grasp, getting to his feet. “You don’t understand.” Edmund opened his mouth to say something. “You don’t get it,” Peter repeated flatly.

“What don’t I get?” Edmund asked softly. Peter returned his gaze to the scepter, and Edmund couldn’t help but notice the way his brother’s fingers twitched. “If you don’t talk about it,” Edmund began, making sure to keep his voice soft, “if you bottle it up…it’ll only grow worse.”

Peter pressed the pads of his fingers into his eyes, clearly fighting something, a feeling Edmund knew too well. But Edmund also knew what happened if pain was left to fester. 

“It’s just me, Pete.”

King to king, warrior to warrior, brother to brother. 

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[whatsfourteenupto]

In an effort to prove that his sleep habits are moving toward being relatively normal for a Time Lord, Fourteen has pulled out an old medical text on their physiology.

When he reveals that the TARDIS library has dozens of similar texts, their sleep schedule quickly becomes the least pressing topic of discussion. There is a lot of yelling.