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[ladytauria]

trick or treat!!! 🎃🎃🎃

(and thank you for your comments on my lil drabbles!!!! i loved reading your tags & thoughts<3<3)

(<3 i'm glad! i love reading your stuff!! it's always so good! & ty for ur tags on mine, i appreciate them sm <33333)

this is a snippet from a wip i've been working on for... i think about a year now, lol. working title is "slipping tongues" & is v loosely inspired by that one panel, where jason calls himself "daddy" while defusing a bomb xD

i shared a slightly earlier snippet of it here~

Stupid, stupid, stupid. Of all the things he could have said—

It’s all Tim’s fault. He’s been driving Jason crazy all night. It’s Jason’s fault, of course, for agreeing to Tim’s idea all those weeks ago in the first place. He’d been complaining, again, about his nights at the lounge, and at the time… Well. He hadn’t seen how Tim playing as Hood’s arm candy could go wrong.

Big mistake.

He’d forgotten just how much effort Tim put into his undercover identities.

Or—

No, that wasn’t quite right.

Jason had been expecting Tim’s identity to cater to their audience. And in a way, it did. There was nothing threatening about his appearance, the act he put on. The amount of conversations that had taken place right in front of him, as if he wasn’t even there would be infuriating if it wasn’t playing right into their hands. But the appearance of the disguise…

That was tailored specifically to Jason.

Subtle makeup to soften his face; just enough padding to give him the illusion of curves. Small breasts, a black wig, just a bit longer than his natural hair—and jewelry to draw the eye from anything he couldn’t disguise. And—look, okay. Jason is biased. He thinks obsessive, 72 hours no sleep, wearing his rattiest clothes, caffeine-addled gremlin Tim is hot. This Tim? Dolled up in provocative outfits and sultry make-up? He’s a goner.

And Tim knows it. He walks a fine line, teasing just enough to drive Jason mad without also compromising his persona as Hood. It’s maddening… and hot as hell. Could anyone blame him, if maybe his brains were a bit addled? Or if maybe, just maybe, he wanted to turn the tables on Tim, even if just for a moment?

Jason doesn’t think so.

If Tim asks, Jason will tell him it was a slip of the tongue. He got too deep into the Hood headspace. Otherwise—they can just… forget about it. Pretend it never happened in the first place.

Yeah. That sounds good.

[catocappuccino]

Hehe

[rambles-about-minecraft-ocs]

one of my favorite things about zedaph is that on a server full of people that find strange and oft-overlooked minecraft mechanics or rare events and then see just how far they can push them in the name of spectacle or efficiency or world-breaking, zed is over here finding these mechanics in order to do the weirdest things he can think of in as entertaining a manner as possible

like i 100% have faith in zedaph's theoretical ability to be just as efficient or spectacular or world-breaking. if he wanted to do that stuff, i trust that he absolutely could. but thats so far from being his priority. instead, hes going to spend around a week of irl time focused entirely on eventually having the good luck to spawn in something insanely rare so that he can convert it into something even rarer, the result of which being something that 99% of the server reacts with complete and utter shock that it even exists in the first place, just because its zany and funny and he wanted to. and i love that

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

Haha, idiot. That's what you get for having human emotions :'((((

And a closer shot on this one cause I LIKE THEM TREES!

[zhouxiangs]

MY STAND-IN (2024) | Episode 4

[jerreeeeeee]

tragic actual play siblings…

[steakout-05]

ok so i was in the shower one time and my brain trailed off and i just started imagining what if the Enterprise got a distress signal that has been sent from the 21st century and when they look at it it's just stupid ancient meme shitpostery. like they think they've come across a really weird time-travelling anomaly and they put it on main viewer and they just get colossally rickrolled from 300 years in the past. it hasn't left my head for the past few days so now you must witness my vision

Data: Captain, it appears we are somehow receiving an unusual distress signal originating from the ancient year of 2024.

*Picard and Riker exchange looks*

Riker: 2024..? That's impossible.

Picard: Hm... Unusual indeed. Put it on main viewer.

Data: Aye sir.

and then the viewscreen activates and it's just this

[estebunny]

esteban ocon starting in hungarian gp

via f1tv driver cam

[rosquinn]

this shit is sending me

[heart-forge]

me: hey internet, what are some uses for dandelions?

homesteading.family/bullshit: it cures disease

me: thanks for nothing again, internet!

[hanna-writes]

If a Scholomance tv series gets made, I want the first scene to be El on the floor in her room, knife in gut, Jack on top of her with that lovely smear of blood on his mouth, as she’s desperately reaching for the mana crystal just out of reach.

Freeze frame.

“Yup, that’s me. You’re probably wondering how I ended up in this situation.”

[carlatsukinamistolemyhamsandwich]

Man I really feel like fandom on the internet is becomingly an increasingly toxic place for people who post content. I'm not strictly talking about the DL fandom (and actually as a smaller fandom I think it's been spared from a lot of the nonsense that plagues larger ones these days) but between AI stealing from fics and fanart, a lack of engagement from readers and this growing (and in my opinion concerning) anti-dark content sentiment, I feel like it's a lot harsher of an environment than when I first started posting here.

[uncaught-coolfish]

every time i remember the “people hurt me long before we met. all sorts of people in all sorts of ways” line I start seeing spiders

[thegreatyin]

y'know, it probably feels weird for the scoundrel to admit, but they feel surprisingly comforted to be back on their ship for a change. they finally have control of the situation, they're finally around people they (vaguely) trust, they- wait a minute hold on what was that line

oh

oh no

oh no the horrors just keep getting worse and worse for them

[thebookworm0001]

Six Sentence Sunday (but it’s Monday)

Thanks for @herald-divine-hell for the tag!

A section from my wip currently titled ‘nerdy flirting’ wherein the premise is “what if two nerds flirted via reading quiz”

Anyway, have a snippet of some tension I enjoy

“Ask your first question.”

Solas’ chin twitched under her touch, and the bridge of his nose brushed against hers. It would take the smallest of movements for them to close the distance – easy as slipping into the fade when claimed by sleep, it would take nothing more than allowing the gravity of their bodies to draw them where it would. If she wet her lips, let her tongue sweep across his full mouth, would he respond with the same enthusiasm he had in the fade so long ago? Forget himself, and his quest to prove her preoccupied in the temptation to simply enjoy the moment?

The chance to test the theory passed, though, as he broke from the loose cage of her fingers to angle his lips to her ear.

Tagging (no pressure!): @ell-vellan @dreadfutures @shift-shaping @wolfs-dawn @fadedsweater @oxygenforthewicked @kcwriter-blog and anybody else who would like an excuse to share!

[foggyfanfic]

There comes a point when you are doing too much research for fanfic, and that point is probably way before you’re looking up the interactions between the Cocos and Nazcas plates in order to decide where you would put a fictional island if you want it off the coast of Colombia.