#i'm screaming but i'm having fun

[lunastarhawk]

Tides of Memories part 28, Chapter 3 - The Privateer: On the Tides of Fate

These chapter names are getting ridiculous.

WiP Wednesday has turned out to be a freshly posted entire chapter, hurrah!

It's silly, and too long, I know it is. I've lost control. It's Julian and Altheia's story and they are out of control. But I'm having fun, and that's the point really.

Summary

Julian continues to regain memories of the beginning of his and Altheia's time together from her days as a privateer, reliving the intense spark of attraction and intimacy, the thrill of life aboard her ship, and a close encounter with pirates.

Excerpt

“Are they pirates?” “Not the aggressive kind, but yes. Her captain and I have something of a history,” she said tersely. “He’s a nuisance.” “The Vesuvian smugglers you were talking about?” “Either that, or he’ll know about them.” “He’s tacking towards us, Cap’n,” Maurice called. “I see that, thank you. Keep steady, the wind’s in our favour.” She grinned suddenly. “This’ll be fun. I do love when he puts up a fight. I wonder if he’s got himself a magician yet.” Julian felt the thrill of adrenaline rush through him, but he was conflicted. He’d had enough of standing on the sidelines of a battle for one lifetime. And he certainly didn’t relish the prospect of watching Altheia get hurt - though he couldn’t deny finding the sudden fierceness of her incredibly attractive. And then he felt guilty for doubting she could handle herself - he was very sure that she could - and guilty for having such inappropriate feelings at such an inappropriate time. Altheia turned her head to look properly at him for a moment, and her expression softened. She sighed, glanced up at the sails and, apparently judging that there was enough wind that they didn’t need any of her magic, gestured to him to follow her. “Come with me. We’ve got a few minutes.” She hopped down the steps and onto the main deck, and then through the door to her cabin. Julian followed her, but as soon as the door closed behind him she swept him into her arms and pulled him down into a passionate kiss. He was so surprised that he didn’t respond immediately, but when she pressed her thigh between his legs he melted into her. Between kisses, he managed to murmur, “I have… absolutely no idea… what’s going on.” Altheia couldn’t help but laugh against his mouth, but she entwined one hand into the curls of his hair while the other wrapped around the small of his back, pulling him closer. After a moment they broke apart for air, and Altheia gave a breathless chuckle as she rested her forehead on his collarbone, her hands on his shoulders. His hands came to rest in the curves of her waist and he looked into the bright sea-green of her eyes as she reached up to tug affectionately at a curl of hair that had escaped the tie at the back of his head. “Julian, I…” She paused, bit her lip, looked down. “I don’t want you to get hurt.” Julian blinked down at her, struggling to form a thought, never mind words. “I don’t want you to get hurt,” he said eventually. She lay her palm on his cheek. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. But you should go below decks, I think. Maybe with Kiri.” Julian, still very aware of Altheia’s lean thigh between his legs, her hand on his cheek and the other on his hip, her waist beneath his hands, grappled with what she was suggesting. He shook his head, and gave a rueful burst of a laugh. “I can’t… quite find words,” he told her. “Or thoughts, actually. But I… I don’t want to hide away. I want to be by your side.”

The rest is on AO3!

[lazylittledragon]

y'know every time i feel guilty about bothering someone by singing along when i'm listening to music, i just remember that i have to tolerate my dirtbag brother screaming at his ps5 for hours every day so listening to muffled off-key fall out boy is probably preferable

[meerphanim]

Cogito Ergo Sum.

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[eyes-of-nine]

draws P instead of actually playing the game bc I suck at combat so badly

commission info

[galactichoneybee92]

Not to sound like a boomer on main, because I love my phone- I do. But I really miss the day when I could hang out in public without having to hear everyone else's phones. I don't care if there are babies crying (because babies cry sometimes) or if other people are having conversations (because that's what people come to cafes and such to do) but hearing tinny little phone sounds blasting out loud out of their speakers drives me insane. I'm only in my 30's, why are you making me complain about how things were "back in my day" like I'm 80? Public phone noise is prematurely aging me. Send help.

[ruby-static]

Anyways. Arcade's dork-ass 'heh'.

[scimagic]

What motorcycle do you think would Mr. Puzzles? A Harley-Davidson? A Ducati? A Suzuki?

I honest to god cannot see him as a motorcycle guy fhdsakj I see him more into classic low riders (as seen in Despicable Mr. Puzzles with that dumb car of his), but I'd say he is willing to give them a try-! And then cry about it after the ride FHDSKJA

[tswwwit]

Oh, this fic will be easy, I said. Maybe 10k words, I said.

I just need some quick setup, the fool japed.

[yesokayiknow]

human au. some of these guys spend too much time on here and it shows

[glitchinginthegarden]

"Y'ready to go, V?"

[peachblossomdrama]

Brokenhearted Tae x the Art Department Bonus:

[lunastarhawk]

Dancing with Ice and Shadow

Part 26 of Julian post-route series Tides of Memories

I struggled a bit but found my va-va-voom eventually. It's finally coming together. I think.

Summary

Julian and Altheia finally find everything they need to complete the ritual to break the spell holding back Julian's memories of their past. But as Asra's last secret is revealed, with potentially devastating consequences, they find that the stakes are far higher than any of them could have imagined.

Excerpt

The tug on her magic was becoming uncomfortable, and she realised it was leading her to the desk.  She sifted through some of the papers and pages of Julian’s book that he’d left there, and then ran her hand over the leather of his belt, its pouches, the spyglass, the compass… but no, that wasn’t what was pulling her.  Frowning, she opened the drawers beneath the desk, though she was certain that she and Julian had thoroughly checked them when they’d explored the ship; and indeed, they were empty. But just as she started to close the largest drawer in the centre of the desk, a sound like the wind chimes in her bedroom window touched the back of her mind.  She pulled the drawer out as far as it would go, reached inside and felt around; and found an indentation at the back.  She pressed it, and a secret compartment popped out.  The tug on her magic stopped as she reached inside. Her fingers brushed over a smooth leather surface - a book, she realised, and carefully pulled it out, pushing some of Julian’s papers aside so she could lay it on the desk and shoving the drawer closed with her hip.  The pre-dawn light was still dim, and so she cast an orb of light above her, illuminating the dark red leather cover with lettering that might once have been gold-leaf but was faded from use, the cover itself worn at the edges.  But she could still make out the title; Nautical Almanac and Astronomical Ephemeris Altheia bit her lip, a tremor running to her hands, her heart pounding and thundering in her ears.  She opened the book to somewhere in the middle, and let the pages slowly slip past her thumb towards the front cover.  There were charts and tables of numbers she supposed were coordinates, symbols she didn’t recognise, the names of stars, planets and constellations she did recognise but couldn’t fathom the context.  Here and there, notations were scribbled in pencil in handwriting she couldn’t read and didn’t linger on.  Despite not recognising it, it was all… familiar, somehow.   A cold, numb sensation troubled the base of her skull as the realisation crept over her.  It was hers.  Like the pennywhistle and hat they’d found in the chest below decks, with Julian’s vielle, relics from their distant, forgotten past.   She reached the inside cover, and held the first page down with one finger.  There, the title was printed again, bold against the well-thumbed and crinkled paper.  But beneath it, a simple scrawl scratched with quill and ink in a hand she recognised.  Her breath left her in a rush and came back in a gasp, and she pressed her hand over her mouth as she read; May the stars guide you Yours always ~ J.

The rest is on AO3! :)

[secriden]

Finally, a full video with subtitles of that time Fort accepted and failed the challenge to not touch Peat for a day.

God, I adore everything about this. The agony in Fort's face every time he has to hold back. The diabolical glee in Peat's as he unabashedly baits Fort (with, well, himself). The way Fort cannot stay stoic in the face of Peat's teasing. The baby voice Peat uses that makes Fort melt, with that bashful (badly hidden) smile. The way Fort tries to get around the whole challenge by feeding Peat with his mouth, so they're technically not touching (and the knowing, smug grin Peat has on). The tiniest point of contact with just the elbow (and how apt that Peat's wearing the red shirt when Sky does the same thing to Prapai). The way Fort unleashes the most violently affectionate hug at the end when it finally passes midnight.

[sysig]

Can I request a pokemon drawing? Was thinking mewtwo but idk whoever whatever!

Day 11 - Quiet pls

[hellogoodbyeitsme]

[Damian in the Minecraft server excitedly showing Jon his extensive (and ethical) farms that he made while Jon was banned from Minecraft to focus on studying for tests at school]

Jon: ... yeah, you're so shit at Minecraft. Looks nice though!

Damian: ?! what do you mean? I worked hard on these????

Jon: *sigh* I'll show you what a real Minecraft farm looks like!

[Jon brings him to his "farm" and proudly shows off the fact you cannot tell the pixels apart as there are so many animals in one spot]

Damian: I....... have no words for this. Our friendship is about to end over this. Think of their feelings.

Jon: but this is how you play Minecraft 😭😭 next you're going to tell me you don't even eat the animals at your farm and they're just decorative 😭

Damian: I'M A VEGETARIAN. 😡😡😡😡 I MAKE BREAD. 😡😡😡😡😡😡 LOG BACK OUT. 😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡😡

[hellonerf]

i know the america and buffalo comic was deleted and shouldn't rly be seen as canon but i rly can't stand how cute ame is here... (crying hitting a plane) I HATE YOU BUFFALO!!!!! the other guys giving him chocolate and candy spoiling him like crazy... he probably looks so young compared to them they're just inclined to do that. unable to say the truth... being pushed from alcohol by the hand. while crying. it's too fucking cute... i can't deal with this. ame's sudden moe is too strong. my head hurts