#m opening my mind

[stormyoceans]

GODDDDDDDDDDD DON'T YOU FUCKING LOVE WHEN MISUNDERSTANDINGS AREN'T DRAGGED FOR EPISODES ON END FOR NO REASONS BUT CHARACTERS ARE ACTUALLY ALLOWED TO COMMUNICATE AND BE VULNERABLE AND UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER AND FACE THEIR EMOTIONS SO VIEWERS CAN GET AN INSIGHT ON THEIR THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS IM GENUINELY ON MY KNEES

[hazelcallahan]

i don't wanna have any adventures unless they're with you. / i am, and have been for some time, just totally, ridiculously, desperately in love with you.

[russellius]

June 14th, 2024, Monaco | via

[tortoise-teapot]

WIP Wednesday

Tagged by: @queenaeducan Tagging: @broodwolf221 @adelaidejenahrhymes @bashir-my-beloved-my-beloved @tobestik @kcwriter-blog @elvhenprince

I've been writing various scenes of my longfic to practice and hopefully I'll know what I'm doing enough to stitch it all together eventually lol.

Context: Avery, a circle mage and Dreamer, befriends Solas, who is finding his way back to lucid dreaming from his post-Veil-forming dreamless uthenera. After many months of the two meeting in the Fade, and Solas helping him prepare, Avery's long-planned coup begins tomorrow.

The gentle rustling of leaves and contented chirping of creatures is accompanied by the snap of a blade of grass. Avery rolls it between his forefinger and thumb, and when it is reduced to a small grain, he replaces it mindlessly. The mottled Fade sky peeks through the break in the tree canopy, and he studies the swirling colors, admiring the dance of oranges, yellows, and greens. He takes a long breath, then muses,

“This could be the last we see of each other.”

“Each meeting could be our last,” Solas rebuts. A wry glance from Avery pulls a delicate smile from him. “But I understand your sentiment.” 

“Mm.”

Solas studies the other man’s expression; drawn and stale, eyebrows knitted in concentration as he hunts for a satisfactory blade of grass to maim. “You have not felt this before, have you?”

A blush spreads up his neck. “Felt what?”

Solas’ brow hardens, but his eyes remain wide and gentle. “The creeping silence the night before battle.”

“Ah. That’s one way to describe it, I suppose.”

He repositions himself so he is seated facing Avery directly. “You feel differently.”

Their eyes meet at a brush, but Avery’s dart to the grass under Solas’ deliberate attention. He claims another victim and rolls it between his now-stained fingertips, as he had the others. “The ‘creeping silence’ is there. Well put, in fact.” He cracks a grin that does not leave his lips. “But it’s–” he glances up at Solas, and is momentarily lost in his rapt focus. He forgets the joke he was about to make. “It’s not alone.”

Solas’ voice is hardly above a whisper. “Nor are you.”

The glade stills, and details melt away as the pair’s eyes dart across each others’ features. Avery feels a prickling glaze of sweat on his brow from a spike in humidity. He releases hold of the heat in his chest, allowing it to fill his heart before running through his fingers and spilling into the greater Fade with his exhale. The sudden humidity dissipates as quickly as it arrived, but the crisp spring day Avery had intended to replicate remains unseasonably warm. 

With a slight shake of the head and an indeterminate expression, Solas refocuses his attention over Avery’s shoulder into the underbrush, which finds its shape once again.

Avery reclaims his gaze with a steady hand to his chin. “Or you, Solas.”

It feels like drifting. Instinctual. Avery is unsure whether he guides the other man’s lips to his, or if he was already on course. Solas’ mouth opens against the wet brush of his lips. The moment is removed from time or reason.

Avery retreats just far enough away to study his companion’s expression. 

[deus-ex-mona]

since the new year is just a week away (what even.), remember that time kyhn was almost a thing in honeypre?

we all know hina’s years-long unrequited love for yukki, but in this event~~~~~~ he found her cute!!! and he said “the boy who’ll become setoguchi’s lover will definitely be happy”!!!!

a n d he briefly pictured what it’d be like to date hina!!!!!!!! and the wish he made at the shrine was for hina’s happiness (for the rest of her time in high school)…

also!!!! they pretended to be lovers during this little new year’s date~~~~ they’re so precious~~~~

anyways!!! happy kyhn new year!!!!

[p4nishers]

love is a dagger and it isn't real until it is, until it's digging into your side forcing you to realize that this is all you ever would be, a sacrifice for your love. love is a dagger and it isn't real until someone grabs the illusion before it shatters and doesn't let go. love is a dagger and it isn't real until it's at your throat, daring you to be brave once in your life and jump for it.

the dagger wasn't real until mobius gave it into their hands and trusted them with it. love wasn't real until mobius saw through the illusion. until it became real, for him.

[biillys]

yo the idea of billy throwing basketball games simply becos fuck jason carver uhh this got long oops

like. okay. so billy and eddie are outside at a party one night, it's cold as fuck, it's winter, the party's raging inside, but billy's like yeah fuck that. lets go smoke up outside. and drags eddie out there, pulling up some pool lounge chairs to lay on while they talk about nothing and everything.

then like. the back door swinging open and chrissy and jason stumbling out, chrissy looking on the verge of tears and jason looking like jason always does. so fucking cool calm and collected, talking so placating down on chrissy like she's the one being unreasonable.

chrissy not even trying to talk back because what's the point. it's never got her anywhere.

and jason gets so frustrated by her lack of answers, the way she won't even look at him, the way she keeps fucking crying, like he's the bad guy, that he grabs her by the arm, maybe shakes her a little. tries to get her to realise she's being dramatic, the she's the problem here.

eddie and billy watching on from their front row seats, both of them having seen this story played out before so many times, from when they were so so young. and chrissy's so fucking good, okay. eddie, who doesn't even fuck with this crowd, knows this. has had the fattest fucking heart eyes for her since middle school. and billy's just like. chrissy cunningham is like. fucking sunshine. who the fuck would ever want to hurt the thing that lights up the room, lights up the entire fucking world.

chrissy asks jason to let go. jason grips her tighter. eddie edges slowly off his seat, and billy throws his joint to the ground and sits up.

"yo, carver. she asked you to let go."

jason and chrissy turning to them instantly, finally realising that they're there.

jason lets go like he's been burned. chrissy hugs herself close.

"come on, chrissy. let's go back inside," he says, eyeing the town fucking freak and their high schools ex basketball captain–forcefully demoted after too many fuck ups and detentions–before reaching over to grab her hand, trying to pull her in.

chrissy twists her hand out of his grip and takes a step back, and billy finally pushes out of his chair, him and eddie coming up to stand behind her.

"or," billy starts, "you go inside, and us three will stay right here."

jason looks at them all, chrissy looking so small between them, and watches as she slowly takes another step back, standing almost shoulder to shoulder with the boys.

he laughs, feeling fucking insane. jesus christ, he's given chrissy the world, the last few years of his life, his entire fucking future, and she's out here crying and running into billy hargrove and eddie munson's arms, like they could do anything for her.

"you made the wrong choice tonight, chrissy, and you know it. i'll pick you up for school on monday, and we'll talk about it," he parts with, eyeing the guys one last time before walking back inside.

chrissy letting out the breath she was holding the second the door closes before turning around to face the two people behind her.

"thank you," she croaks out, and before she can even try and leave, eddie's offering her a seat.

"it's okay. there's only two chairs, and i should start walking home anyway."

"two chairs, three of us–the math adds up," billy counts on fingers, pushing eddie down onto one of the lounges before jamming himself beside him, eddies arm wrapping around his waist automatically and billy squirming around to get comfortable. eddie looks up to her then, face apologetic, then rolls a hand out to wave at the now free seat beside them.

chrissy looks at them, the house, the side gate, the chair, then back at them. cautiously, she basically tip toes to the chair before slowly sitting down then curling up, dragging the towel that billy was using as a blanket over her.

"by the way, there is not a chance you are walking home. have you seen this fuck up town? people like your boyfriend exist, okay. fuck that. if you don't want me or munson here to drive you, then i'm calling in heather, okay?"

"heather will eat her alive," eddie cuts in, sounding alarmed.

billy elbows him, "heather waters plants. she knows how to be delicate when the situation calls for it."

eddie looks at chrissy then, at the way her hands are still shaking and her eyes are still glassy, and thinks, yeah. this is a delicate situation.

okay then the idea of chrissy and jason not breaking up because nothings ever that simple, but sometimes when eddie passes her in the halls, she smiles at him, even says hi to him occasionally. sits next to him in class once when their teacher said to hell with the seating arrangement, and eddie has a slight breakdown and bails halfway through class to go smoke up behind the school. and sometimes at cheer practice, when the guys also have basketball practice, billy gets benched (on purpose) and comes over to hang out. maybe even tries to learn a few cheers before reallsing his legs can not and will not ever bend that way, no matter how many times chrissy and carol try to show him.

and maybe one day, things really fucking spiral, and chrissy doesn't know what to do. doesn't have a single person to turn to or call for help or cry to. looks down at the positive pregnancy test in her hands and has flashbacks to the night she's tried so hard to forget, to block out, the night she never fucking wanted, and thinks. her entire life's over.

her mom will kill her, jason will lose his fucking mind, her family will probably disown her, she'll be kicked off the cheer squad, will probably have to drop out of school, and she can't even get rid of it because she doesn't know how.

doesn't have her own car to get there, doesn't have money saved up to pay for it, doesn't have private access to internet that her mom or the school doesn't monitor. and going anywhere local to even try find those answers is out of the question, with this town being so small and her mother knowing everyone, and everyone knowing her.

so. she goes through the motions and she gets ready for school, sits at the table as the rest of her family eats breakfast, and waits for jason to come pick her up. she sits passenger seat while he lets his christian playlist float out through the speakers, barely listening to a word he says as her tells her his plans for the day.

she makes it through first period then second then third, makes it all the way to lunch before she can't keep her stomach in control anymore and runs to the bathroom to throw up. she sits on the ground for a while before pushing herself up, and then in a moment of reckless bravery, she doesn't go to her second last class, but instead, she walks out the back of school, to where she's heard the rumours of eddie munson doing business, and thinks. she's really got nothing left to lose.

except when she turns up, it's not just eddie. it's eddie, and it's billy, and it's tommy hagen and carol perkins, and all four of them are smoking and laughing and looking like they don't have a worry in the world.

she looks at them and feels every bit of composure she had slipping, her eyes instantly wet.

billy spots her first, but eddies by her side in a second flat.

"are you okay? are you hurt? what happened?" eddie word vomits, his hands coming up to her face like he wants to touch her but holds back at last minute.

"did jason do something? 'cause i will fucking kill him. just say the word," billy looks around behind her, like jason's about to pop out, but when nothing happens, he focuses back on her.

she stands there a moment longer before shaking her head, then nodding, then cries harder.

"okay, well, this seems personal,"'carol states, dragging tommy by his hand and walking past them, "so i'm gonna let you guys sort out the damsel in distress, and me and tommy are gonna go fuck around under the bleachers. unless," she stops, pushing her way in front of billy slightly, "you want me to stay, and all the guys to go. 'cause if i say the word, they'll all leave. promise."

chrissy looks at her and thinks maybe, out of everyone, carol could be the best choice. surely the most sensible and most obvious. but for as much as she likes her and knows her, for some reason, she trusts eddie and billy more.

"i'm okay. you can go with tommy," she says softly, trying to smile lightly.

carol nods at her, then glares at the guys. "i find out you made her cry more, i'll kill you both."

"yes, ma'am."

"yes, boss."

okay then the idea of chrissy finally getting herself together enough to finally stumble her way into asking for a ride to planned parenthood, or even just to borrow one of their phones so she can research the information herself.

billy and eddie joining every dot together straight away and both being like. oh. we're gonna kill that mothefucker.

eddie being like you can have my phone, you can have my wallet, my car keys, my entire fucking heart. i'll give you the world, just ask.

and billy being like. jesus fucking christ. can you pretend to be like. smooth and casual for five seconds, she's literally having one of the worst days of her life.

billy and eddie spending the rest of school hours researching everything for her and eddie literally handing her all the cash she needs plus more, and billy calling to book the appointment for her, making sure it's a few towns over because he's not stupid, and them all figuring out a game plan to skip school that day. eddie has it the easiest, billy's got some wiggle room 'cause he's already a fuck up in his dad's eyes, so what's one more thing, but chrissy's like. terrified. but then she thinks about being pregnant and having an actual baby at the age of seventeen, who's father would be jason carver, and thinks. she can be brave for one day.

okay and then that happens, and it's emotional as fuck, and they all get super close etc

and then finally. the basketball aspect of this.

the idea of jason like. counting on basketball to get into college, like he's got his future mapped out, and basketball is apart of it. and billy's like. well obviously i'm gonna ruin this guy's whole fucking life.

like billy was captain, back when he first rolled into town, when harrington fell from grace, and he hated every second of it. fuck this town, fuck these people, fuck his dad, billy didn't want to play. so he fucked around, he read the school rules, he figured out what the lines were to get kicked off, and he toed them every day. but he was good enough that when he decided to put effort in, the team won. so coach never completely got rid of him. just stripped him of his captaincy and benched him a lot. and that was the way billy liked it.

but then billy's like. well jason's captain now, and all eyes are on him, scouts included. fuck yeah.

then the idea of like. billy putting effort into games again, bringing the team together seamlessly in a way jason never could, only to purposely throw games, occasionally getting all up in some other team members space and literally muttering to them their strategy, before taking the ball then passing it to patrick, completely ignoring jason who was open, then letting tommy take over.

the idea of billy literally sinking a basket for the other team when they were tied at the last minute, before turning around to high five the opposite team then flip the bird at his captain.

the idea of their coach like tearing his fucking hair out and dragging billy into a private meeting like what the fuck are you doing out there, hargrove? and billy being like. make me captain again and i'll stop riding the other teams dicks. and the coach being like. not a chance. and billy being like. it's either that or bench me, and you know i'm too good to bench. and coach being like. co-captain. i can make you co-captain. and that's it. and you need to start being a team player for this team. and billy's like. i'm on it, coach! [salute]

the idea of billy being the smuggest motherfucker alive, jason having to stand beside him as his equal, looking like it physically pains him.

the idea of like. a super important game happening, maybe they made it to the grand finales? idk basketball. either way, everyones like. surely billy won't throw this game. this game's important. it's crucial. there are college scouts. and billys like. i'm gonna let everyone shine that i deem worthy of shining, i'm gonna make sure tommy gets the ball, i'm gonna let patrick fucking blitz this shit, and then. right at the last moment possible. i'm gonna ruin it.

and the idea of jason like. losing his shit, like barging his way over to billy who's in the middle of literally hugging a guy from the other team, and billy turning to him with the smuggest look on his face like. so proud. and before jason can even throw a punch, billy's got him knocked down to the ground, jaw fucking cracked, and then billy's offering him a hand up, whispers 'have fun at college', before shoving him straight back down to the ground and stepping over him, walking away.

and like. ofcourse chrissy and eddie get together, and billy eddie and tommy form a band becos i said so, and chrissy has a bisexual awakening when she finally does meet heather, and they all stay the best of friends for ever and ever, and they never rly have to deal with jason ever again.

[jessystardust]

Pls rec me some well-written Ed/Stede fics. I'm feeling a bit low and need a distraction 🥺 Open to most things, including AUs. Ideally well written and I'm all for long, multi-chapter fics to get lost in 😍

Reply/ask/message, I don't mind. Thanks in advance ❤️

[milkbreadtoast]

thinking abt how the original QPB trio wouldve been just 3 mentally unwell adults w lifetimes of trauma and KdjfksjdKFJJS...

[winchestersickness]

It's a terrible life is so unrealistic no way in hell Dean Smith and Sam Wesson aren't patching each other's wounds after that hunt with no clothes and their hands full of desire be serious

[frogatz]

commissions are: CLOSED

I will draw just about anything for your personal use. get it printed, make a custom wrap for your car, i do not care !

I prefer to take payment in USD through ko-fi, but am willing to discuss other methods

[raddest-laddest]

u ever have a very specific visceral feeling that u can trace back to an exact moment in ur life?

like ur cells rearrange and ur brain calibrates to the earth’s magnetic field it’s like “oh, this is just like the cough drop incident of 2019”

or “oh this is just like that time i got lost in the laser tag at golf and stuff when i was 4”

or “oh this is e x a c t l y how i felt when i was first getting into hollow knight”

idk how to explain it but i could feel it in my bone marrow

[sotogalmo]

BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens but it’s sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out <33 !!! 💖💖💖

jellie!! I was supposed to write kellie but it autocorrected so I fear you are now jelly :) thank you for all your wonderful thoughts and ideas! I'm always in awe of your mind and how limitless it is, how quickly you are able to accomplish things and bring them to life. I hope your fire stays burning and that you continue to weave wonders out of the things you enjoy :D

- love para

NOW PARA‼️⁉️ PARA IN MY INBOX⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️

Dear Lord you guys want me to fly into the sky (my tail is wagging too much/pos)

Don't fear if I'm now jelly. I like that. Cuz I am like thattt. Puddyyy .... Ayyayayay

[moodlesmain]

What I'm Made Of (Sonic Heroes OST) 🤝 With Me (Sonic and the Black Knight OST): Final boss songs who's lyrics apply almost just as much to Sonic as they do to the villain he's facing

[buck2eddie]

fic moodboard inspired by and my heart beats by @henswilsons

It’s Chimney, who brings it up first. “At this point I don’t think I know how to be anything except a dad.”

Or, Christopher grows up. Eddie plants a garden.

[godnectar]

omg i haven't been on here in so long

anyway, i got a new hoe, he bought me chanel and louis today 🫶🏼

lowkey feeling him, like he's so sweet to me, i would really marry this man 😮‍💨 he ain't got kids and never been married, like huh?? boutta be his first and only wifey ong

he's in his forties, lil bit of an age gap (like twenty years or smth) but idrc, he's fine asf omlll

really, i would drop all my hoes for him ...

🎨 anon, gonna paint this dilf in my white paint

living my dream ngl,, is this like– fr tho? 🥹😭