#hope it's ok i threaded!

[tatretot]

hellooo danandphilgames buddies!! happy belated 10 year (more like 5 but shhh) anniversary :-)

[inkshadow]

❝ me? i could never annoy you. besides, doesn't matter who it is, you'll still be 'displeased' with them anyways. ❞ elowyn's fuse has always been short and this was no different. he could've stumbled in during broad daylight and she'd have some excuse to bash on him. ❝ i came home from a fight late, you really think i'm gonna try and tip toe around? nah, i want a shower and food and then go to bed. maybe you should learn to sleep harder. ❞

@neveraftcr

[saragrosie]

Are you normal or did Disco Elysium make you like the color orange

[altosk]

semi-plotted starter for @cataclysmus

　　　The whole situation was turning into a mess. Their original intentions to climb Zaude and stop Alexei's plans had escalated far beyond what any of them imagined. The fight itself hadn't been easy, even when it was nine vs one, Alexei had showed that the title of Commandant was more than for show but even he hadn't been prepared to witness the truth of Zaude's existance when the core shot power up into the skies —

Raven's grip on his weapon tightens as he stares up at the sky. It falls to pieces and opens gaping holes to a monster above, his allies watching in shock and awe themselves. The adephagos. It was real and it was never gone and to think that Zaude's blastia core had been a shield protecting their world.

That fool.

The blastia above their head starts to crackle and go out of control, sparkes fly in the air above their head. The group have to prepare to run but Raven's eyes have fallen forward. Yuri is still facing Alexei but Alexei isn't even looking at the young man. He doesn't understand this uncomfortable feeling in his gut.

Is it okay for it to end this way?

Yuri takes the distraction and gives the commandant a brutal blow with his sword. Raven feels chills up his spine, he hears Karol and the others voices at his side. They needed to leave. Flynn was getting back up after taking a blow for Yuri but the young captain is clearly worn out.

No it couldn't end like this.

The core is threatening to fall on all of them and Zaude itself was shaking under their feet. The thing wasn't going to remain in the air much longer and they were all very aware. Yet when everyone moved back, Raven moved forward and dashed passed the retreating Yuri. It was selfish of him but thinking of everything he went through ending like this - it wasn't right.

Raven's sure someone is calling his name but he doesn't even register his own voice screaming over all the noise. Chaos and panic had broken out as the core is finally unable to sustain itself in the sky. Raven feels like he's never moved this fast in his life, tackling Alexei so hard he nearly knocks the air out of himself. The core falls and just narrowly misses the two of them when they hit the ground. The blastia core hits the roof and shatters into large and small bits, bringing up a plume of smoke.

❝ Raven!! ❞

❝ Where's Yuri!? ❞

❝ Come on, it's dangerous here right now. ❞

Raven can't make out much sound beyond his own ragged breathing and ringing in his ears. He coughs from inhaling whatever smoke and particles the blastia core picked up, waving his sleeve in front of his face to try and clear his line of sight. He's surely lost his mind, he thinks, as he looks around with bleary eyes before looking down at the man he'd stupidly risked his life to save. He's bleeding and covered in dust and pieces of blastia but he was very much still alive by the telltale sign of his chest rising and falling with irregular breaths.

[etxrnaleclipse]

Closed starter for @cxncordia || Pedro and Addison

"Mr Blake." Pedro offered the other man a soft smile as he approached, holding out a hand in greeting. "Detective da Costa, it's lovely to meet you at last. I admire your work."

[gjsxj0]

mindless rambling in tags don't mind me

[cruesuffix]

this ginger bitch~~

here a bunch of photos of pre motley mick i have in my arsenal. my favourite pilgrim looking guitarist.

[bibyshitsuji24k]

im saying it.

smile will grow older.

[volcanicmertle]

closed starter: @faiirytalcs

location: hideaway hostels

mertle was flustered. between her confusing feelings for fred, seeing zane again, and her corset being far too tight for comfortable breathing ... mertle felt like her head was spinning. she just wanted a fucking distraction from it all, a distraction from the stretch of her heart strings and the way the bow being drawn across them appeared to be RAZOR sharp, how confusing all of this was. this is why she didn't get attached. it was late, she knew that, but she found herself flying into the tavern... only to find it empty. she had walked her pretty fast, and she heaved a sigh as she looked up and spotted a familiar face behind the counter, cleaning up; harry.

❛ fuck— you're closed ?? ❜

[magiccuco]

Yestereve Starter ٠ ࣪⭑ @hypnoticallycaucasian

٠ ࣪⭑ It was certainly a loud one out there. The campus had come alive with all sorts of activities for the fall season. Most of the time, Cucumber would've been happy to participate. But... he was feeling a lot more anxious than usual.

The sounds were overwhelming him as he simply tried to get to the archives in order to read. Everyone everywhere was talking about food and memories... and it made him homesick more than anything else. He was on a mission to do research, so that's what he would do!

The little guy sat in the Arcanus Archives with a stack of books to hide behind, hoping that he could simply pass the time away and not get too involved.

[thursdaygrl]

closed starter for @obsesionadas

"come on, i promise this won't be anything like last time! one more blind date. i'll even bring my own, make it a double!"

[gravesung-moving]

@soulspun ( yuji ) — small things!

❝ itadori! satoru told me you landed a black flash. you're getting better and better every day. ❞

[phatburd]

Chiaroscuro (6972 words) by whisper_that_dares

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Napoleonic Era RPF, Historical RPF, 19th Century CE RPF

Rating: E Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Joachim Murat/Jean-Baptiste Bessières Characters: Jean-Baptiste Bessières, Joachim Murat, Caroline Bonaparte, Géraud Duroc, Jean Lannes, Napoleon I de France | Napoleon Bonaparte (mentioned) Additional Tags: Angry Sex, Period Typical Attitudes, Polyamory Negotiations, Jealousy, Angst, Heartbreak, Historical Figures, Hopeful Ending, Bessimu, Podfic Welcome

Summary:

France, December 1799. Joachim Murat and Caroline Bonaparte are due to be married in a month, and absolutely everyone can see that they're in love with one another.

Jean-Baptiste Bessières sees it too. In public, he's been Murat's adoring and supportive friend. In private, as Murat's longtime lover, he's unraveling.

[wcvensouls]

" i have a couple of hours before my next class and i forgot my kindle at home, so i will pay for a coffee and a treat if you keep company through these devastating times. do we have a deal~? "

@solisocasum : closed starter .

[angie-long-legs-moved]

starter for @hazbinned [alastor]

Another balled up tissue was launched towards the steadily growing pile on the coffee table. It landed to the side of its target, tumbling off the table and onto the floor. Angel scrunched his nose up, disgruntled. Whatever. He could deal with that later.

The spider was a pitiful sight, curled up on the sofa in the lobby, huddled under an array of various pink and fluffy blankets he had hauled from his room, shivering despite the many layers, coughing and sneezing and cursing the very fact Hell had brought this plague upon him. Feeling more than a little sorry for himself, he had decided to self-medicate with some trashy TV, flicking through the abundance of porn channels Hell's network had to offer until it landed on some garbage that was suitably mind-numbing. The Real Housewives of the Hell definitely fit the bill.

He was quite content to stew in his sorry state, the screeches and hollers emanating from the reality show proving effective in distracting Angel from his own misery - until, of course, his peace was interrupted by familiar, unwelcome sound. That grating, ominous radio static that disrupted Angel and the television alike. The voices on the TV became garbled and glitched as the pixels flickered from existence and flashed back into place, warped and distorted into an indeterminate blur.

Internally groaning, Angel did not even turn to acknowledge the intruding presence.

"I'm tryin' ta watch somethin' here, Al," Angel glowered, his usual sharp tone blunted by the stuffy, nasal quality his cold-ridden body had gifted him. "What, just cuz ya got it out for the "picture box", no one else is allowed ta enjoy it?"

[etxrnaleclipse]

Closed starter for @writtenxbeginnings || Carlos and Grace

Carlos beamed as he opened up the door, seeing her stood there with Charlie in her arms. "Two lovely ladies at my doorstep." he commented, before stepping back to allow her to enter. "Thanks for coming over tonight, it'll be nice to have the company." Carlos had been going a little stir crazy, being home alone on leave following the Keyes incident, so having his good friend over for some dinner was a blessing.