#i half-arsed it

[notknickers]

The embarrassing thing of the springy-head Nikola post is that going through the notes has forced me to realise that i posted it unfinished. It was meant to finish with: So, if you hear that sound, don't worry. No one's having a funny erection anywhere near you.

[tonydaddingham]

unhinged that gabriel had such a heartbreaking reaction to beelzebub giving him something because noone had given him anything before, because now it's got me thinking about angels existing in an environment and under a regime where you don't really have anything to call your own - all your own. so what potentially did crowley first give to aziraphale to call his own and what book do you think it was

[goodmode]

hey.

[sesamebri]

a sweet guy enjoying a sweet treat 🍦🍍

[saints-who-never-existed]

I do wonder, with Hodgson, whether he was perhaps more affected by lead and scurvy than previously thought, and affected sooner.

I'm skimming the E07 script - because clearly I have nothing better to do on a Saturday night - and there are several tiny details that suddenly jump out at me.

During the confrontation prior to Morfin's death, for example, and after the line "My head. Cut if off. Put it with the others..." it is Hodgson who is singled out and mentioned specifically as noting the oddness of Morfin's comment and actively being spooked by it.

Then, of course, Hodgson leads the burial party where it's unclear whether he actually takes part in the physical work - we only really see him standing eerily still in the background and then staring contemplatively down when the job is done.

And afterwards, there's slightly more in the script compared to what we eventually see on screen. Hodgson walks through the camp, appearing much more explicitly upset by the events preceding and actively trying to settle his thoughts. He literally sits with his head in his hands when Hickey finally does approach him.

With all that in mind, it would make sense to me if Hodgson were already suffering the ill-effects of the lead and/or scurvy, if he took one look at Morfin's sorry situation and came to the terrifying conclusion that the same thing would soon be happening to him.

And if Hodgson were thinking more along those lines, then it also makes even more sense why he would be swayed so quickly and effectively by Hickey providing such an immediate solution to the issue, right there right then, literally in the flesh.

[natelia-aldelliz]

more werewolves au !

Ghost is being a responsible adult and grooming this poor weird pup he found, Price is being a thoughtful pack leader and is trying to inform Ghost that the puppy is not happy, and Gaz is trying to get the puppy to play with him to cheer him up.

This is the same Soap who will bring half of a mouse to Ghost's, Price's and Gaz's doors for them to discover in the morning. Or step on it if they weren't fully awake. And then refuses to admit to himself that it's probably him doing it and not a random stray cat. Even if he would have smelled a stray cat being on his territory. The three of them are convinced that Soap is hiding a cat somewhere because it smells like him.

[secret-history-enjoyer]

I hate how during the early days of Saltburn, my entire insta reels and pinterest was full of people telling me about how it was so similar to The Secret History. Like girl??? Where are the similarities??? I kept just being told that the vibes were the same but I couldn't really see it.

[eveepe]

WIP game: spanking 🫣?

Thank u @gangstersgish and @fkajohnlennon who also wanna see someone get spanked 🍑

This is probably one of the more sparse docs in my folder, sorry guys! I only have the notes under the cut, which is truly tragic because I'm so enthusiastic about vaguely under-negotiated spanking where they get very intense about things before ever talking about it.

They're playfighting and John gets Paul pinned over his knee and gives him a few smacks on the arse as a joke. Then suddenly! Paul has an awkward boner and they scramble apart and laugh it off Never To Be Spoken Of, but the knowledge of it just hangs between them making every interaction ripe for tension. They're hyper aware of each other, of not touching each other, their friends notice they're being weird.

Then they get drunk together and have an extremely intense and ill-advised scene where John just absolutely goes for it and makes Paul cry but also come in his pants. And then John proceeds to feel excruciatingly guilty, and Paul is ashamed but also can't stop feverishly wanking thinking about how it had felt.

[mardytoast]

finding fics with a ship that consists of two characters that are in two other more popular ships is such a battle

like if i go into the k2 tag I'll find majority fics where k2 is a little subplot in a style or bunny fic

or staig is a once off thing in a creek of style fic

BUT

if i exclude the tags for those popular ships I'm ruling out fics where the ship I'm looking for is the main one and the popular ship is a little fling or a past relationship tag

and don't even get me STARTED on cheating fics ugh

it's literally the trenches

[esta-elavaris]

🎄❄️ 💝

I want to do like, something for you guys for the holidays and my idea is this - first three people to anon ask me with a ____/OC pairing will get a one shot of that pairing in December. It’s like secret Santa but I don’t know who the gift is for. Bonus points if you include general vibes or themes, but it’s cool if not 💜

Can be something I’ve already written or something new, so long as you know I’m in whatever fandom it is.

[mashbrainrot]

you know one thing I will always stand by is that I'd rather someone just be openly rude and unpleasant than snidey and sly.

[reaperfox]

The fire had died down considerably, its flames smaller as they danced between the kindling, but it provided light enough and warmth enough that neither man beside it felt inclined to move.

They sat in silence, the comfortable, easy silence of two men who had spent so long together that there was little left to say. Instead, they watched the embers, each lost in their own thoughts, until one finally cast his eyes downward, to the sleeping figure that lay curled between them.

"Do you ever think about before ...all this?"

His words were spoken like ashes to be blown away in the nighttime breeze. The singsong cadence of feigned whimsy. Soft and quiet, like a secret.

"No."

"Liar," the first admonished, his tone revealing the curl of his lips. Protected by the darkness he was smiling, and it wasn't unkind.

"It's not worth thinking about," the other man continued, and the trunk he'd been leaning against creaked as he shifted his weight. "So I don't."

The figure between them stirred, and they both stilled to watch his movements. He didn't wake, though. He nestled into himself and continued to snooze, his breathing deep and steady. This time, Kuya didn't hide his smile.

"To be so young," he said wistfully.

"And naive," Quincy added.

"And plain stupid," Kuya agreed. It afforded him a pleasant chuckle from his companion, and together they fell silent once more.

[des-no9]

Make progress on Comms today 💜 sorry if you've been waiting very long for one I've been very not happy with my art lately but been getting the love back with some sketch sessions.

[riacte]

Ren about False: I cannot think of a more worthy winner

HELLO. HELLO. HELLO. THIS IS GOING IN MY UNHINGED FALSEREN MOMENTS POLL wait

[saints-who-never-existed]

God I would love to have seen Lieutenant Jopson actually disagree and argue with Crozier, just once.

I'd love to have seen them have a proper argument once Jopson finally had the official authority to actually speak his mind a bit more.

I can't help but wonder if, perhaps unconsciously, Crozier promoted him in small part so as to have a lieutenant who would always agree and back him up in his decisions. But Jopson, of course, is a bright lad who knows his own mind, and nothing tantalises me more than the thought of that united front just not happening.

[pfhwrittes]

i’m having a high pain day and can’t take painkillers (womp womp) so i’m going to distract myself by thinking of gaz working all the knots out of my fucked up shoulder and neck