#sharky tag 💖

[moonlightperseus]

thank you for reading the snippet of my book. i am glad u enjoyed it 🥺💜

it was wonderful!! seems a little darker than my person typical taste in books but objectively beautifully written and i would absolutely read the whole thing <33333

[samuelroukin]

tagged by @laiostoudenn thank you 💖

had to pick one for different fandoms or it'd just be the 141 + plus simcoe 💀 still way too hard to pick just five i have so many blorbos to choose from </3

tagging @c4tto626 @meyerlansky @ferindencadash @jacobseed no pressure as per usual 🫡

[damonplayz-tt]

I Drew My Best Friend Nates Fortnite Combo! A Few Days Ago Braydon Asked Me If I Could Go On His Fortnite Account And Actually Make Him A Full On Combo. So I Created This Combo For Him! I Gave Him The Skin Lucien West Because It Reminds Me Of Him Because They Both Have This Like Father Vibe For Some Reason. Then The Shark Is Actually His Backbling. I Gave Him The Shark Because He Treats Me Like His Kid And Im Like Obsessed With Stuffed Animals. So I Gave Him The Sharky Backbling!! 💖 Thank You So Much For Being Apart Of The Homies Friendgroup!! Im So Happy To See How Much My Friendgroup Has Grown Over The Years. Finally Gaining More Real Friends!! But Yea Here You Go Nate!! I Hope You Love The Drawing As Much As I Do!!

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[clonesupport]

thank you for the tag @natesofrellis to do this picrew!💖

Seph Wilde | UC | she got caught off guard while taking a picture of her bf when he whipped out his phone to take a picture of her in the beautiful sunset of the jungles🤧

Ronnie Kana | TOW | she was invited to a fancy dinner party in byzantium and well she went all out, half joking though half serious when she put on that hot pink cowboy hat, it stuck.

Mateo Harlowe | FC5 | on a little stroll through hope county with sharky, hoping to get away from all the mess from the refuges though it’s just as noisy with sharky next to her

and the newest member of my family hehe

Marceline Kelly | Cyberpunk 2077 | she’s spent and sweaty after performing for night city once again, viktor was waiting off stage to tell her how well she did and of course she ended up pulling him into a lil heated make out sesh👀 and of course she takes a pic of herself in her dressing room mirror to commemorate this night

i tag @socially-awkward-skeleton @captastra @confidentandgood @sstewyhosseini @incognito-insomniac @galaxycunt @gayafsatan @roofgeese and anyone who wants to join!

[bavariansugarcookie]

Last Line Tag Game

Tagged by @annaofaza 💖

It took a little while because I didn’t have any active WIPs, but here’s a line from a little steddyhands fic I’ve been noodling around with. (I’m still working on getting Izzy’s voice right in my head.)

“You asked if I remember Jack,” Izzy said to him in a low voice. “And I do.”

Tagging @wingedbears, @starlitruns, @tomatocages and @sharki-leftishark (and anyone else who wants to join in!)

[sm-baby]

HELLO HI IM SO UPSET THIS DIDN'T SHOW UP ON MY MENTIONED I HAD TO FIND IT IN THE CAINE X POMNI TAG IMMM

SHAKING YOU OP

THIS IS SO DUNG DARN CUTE YOU GAVE ME CUTENESS AGGRESSION!! Saw it last night and I screamed into my pillow... Theyre so cute... THEYRE SO CUTE!!

"sometimes I wonder if we met in another universe could things have been better?" IM ON THE FLOOR DEAD AND BURRIED

I ran to sharky screaming and crying in tears when I saw this last night I 😭😭 aughh thank youuu this is so cute 💕💝💞💓💖💗

@sm-baby

HAHGHIGJ I WAS GONNA ADD MORE BUT IVE BEEN DRAWING FOR 4 HOURS STRAIGHT

THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO REBLOGGED AND LIKED 😭 IM HONOURED AAAAA

[harmonyowl]

Two more cause I can’t resist haha, how about “wildfire” for Blythe and “winter” for Grace?

Haha sure anything for you love, thank you for asking again! 😂💖

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— Wildfire

'-and see that's, why the large canisters are much better than the smaller ones and honestly when is more of something never better? I mean seriously, even if we're just talkin' about me and you then-'

'Sharky!' Blythe frantically cut off his babbling, breath heaving as she shot him a glare. His need to chatter at inopportune times seemed to have gotten worse since high school.

'What? I wasn't about to say anythin' nasty I am a gentleman, excuse me! I don't tell anyone about the stuff we used to do back then, well...except for Hurk, but he wouldn't, uhh...he wouldn't say anything...'

'Sharky!'

'What!?'

'You've set the fucking forest on fire!' Blythe gestured around them at the blazing inferno they were currently sprinting away from, she should have said no when he had asked to come with her, but she just had to give in to his puppy eyes. Blythe had no interest in starting a small ecological disaster, in fact, she was trying to actively not start anymore disasters in Hope County. She didn't know where in her brain between no and disasters she had thought Sharky would be a good idea.

'You asked me to scare off that wolverine!'

'Not with your incendiary ammo!'

'Well how was I supposed to know that I'd left them in there!?' Blythe let out a strangled groan and if they weren't running for their lives she would have smacked him.

'Just, shut up and keep running!'

The pair of them jumped over stumps and weaved around trees before breaking through onto the road, they took a second to catch their breaths as they bent over and wheezed, if any cultists drove by in the next five minutes they would be easy pickings.

'You know, you're still real good at telling people what to do-oh ow ow ow! Alright, alright!'

— Winter

'Does The Father know you still do that?'

Grace's hand paused at the voice before she continued to lower it back to her other crossed arm, the snowflakes fell and melted into their already landed brethren and the chill of it all stung her rosy face. Blowing the smoke out of her mouth she watched it mix with her breath, she replied without turning.

'No,' Grace smirked and tapped her cigarette, 'why, are you going to tell on me?' Faith stepped up beside her on the porch, folding her own arms against the cold and she gave a little smile.

'No...'

Neither of them said anything else, Grace taking slow drags from her cigarette as Faith idly hummed next to her. Winter seemed to make everything in nature still and quiet. Grace frowned a little when she glanced over and saw Faith shiver and fold her arms tighter, she was wearing boots but still had on that white dress with sleeves that only went to her elbows; she probably hadn't planned on coming out here. Grace could see the goosebumps all over Faith's bare arms and legs.

'Aren't you cold?' Faith just shook her head with a smile, but that smile was with slightly blue tinged lips.

'You should change into something warmer if you're going to stay out here.'

'The Father gave me this dress, I enjoy wearing it.' Grace just continued to watch as Faith reached her hand out past the porch to catch the snowflakes, and she fought the urge to roll her eyes, why she wanted to stand out here in the cold with her wearing barely anything was beyond her.

Grace sighed, before she placed her cigarette into her mouth to hold and started to take off her coat. Faith looked over at the noise and flinched slightly when the warm fabric was placed around her shoulders, Grace silently making sure it was wrapped around her securely before she returned to her place beside Faith and let the cigarette out of her mouth, smoke releasing after.

'You should go inside if you're cold.'

But Faith didn't move, just pulled Grace's coat closer around her, pressed her nose into the collar, and continued to watch the snowflakes next to her quietly.

[moonlightperseus]

mint and lava 🦈

Mint – you deserve all the rights

<333 ty jestie you do too

Lava – something is most definitely wrong with you (affectionate but worried)

yeah... yeah

send me a color

[red-nightskies]

Character Study

Tagged by the wonderful @tommymillers​ and @pd3​ 💖💖 Thank you both so much 

Layer 01: The Outside

Name: Anna Reid

Eye Colour: Green

Hair Style/Colour: Blonde with an undercut that starts just above her ears. Usually worn in either a bun or a ponytail. 

Height: 5′7

Clothing Style: Her work attire is a simple t-shirt/vest and jeans, but her regular wardrobe is a mess of colour. She’ll often wear shorts or dungarees with something overly colourful underneath and some tacky earrings. 

Best Physical Feature: Legs

Layer 02: The Inside

Fear: Loneliness, losing someone she love, deep water 

Guilty Pleasures: Trash TV

Biggest Pet-peeve: People who can’t admit that they’re wrong

Ambitions For The Future: settle down and make a decent life for herself

Layer 03: Thoughts

First Thought Waking Up: "Where the fuck am I??”

What They Think About Most: Her friends mostly, both past and present 

What They Think About Right Before Bed: If she’s staying outside it’s that she hopes she doesn’t get eaten by a bear 

What They Think Their Good Quality Is: That she has a lot of love to give, and she will give it to anyone in the near vicinity 

Layer 04: Either Or

Single or Group Dates: Single. She’d find double dates so awkward 

To Be Loved or Respected: loved.

Beauty or Brains: Brains, but she will make exceptions  

Dogs or Cats: Cats

Layer 05: Do They

Lie: All the time, mostly to herself or if someone asks her about her life before Hope County 

Believe In Themselves: not often, but with the right person she can get there 

Believe In Love: sometimes

Want Someone: when doesn’t she 

Layer 06: Have They

Been On Stage: no

Done Drugs: Anna has done nearly every drug under the sun, it is amazing she is still alive and functioning.

Changed Who They Were To Fit In: She has tried but it’s never really worked. She just is who she is through and through

Layer 07: What’s Their

Favourite Colour: Purple, yellow and pink 

Favourite Animal: This bitch loves raccoons, she just thinks they’re neat  

Favourite Book: ...she doesn't have one 

Favourite Game: She likes playing on the old arcade machines with Sharky when they have time 

Layer 08: Age

Day Their Next Birthday Will Be: August 28th

How Old Will They Be: 33? I think 

Layer 09: I…

I Love: Her friends, the people that she can rely on not matter what and will always be there for her 

I Feel: content and happy 

I Hide: my past 

I Miss: being able to drive somewhere and not see body strung up by the side of the road and not get shot at every other minute

I Wish: that she could bring back all the people she loved and lost when she was younger

[refinedstorage]

Top 10 Far Cry (5) Songs

Almost forgot this in the drafts, thank you for tagging @veinereastath & @minilev <3

RULES: list your top ten songs from the Far Cry franchise and list your reasoning behind your picks.  

Tagging – no obligation of course and if you haven't already! - @spicevalleys @oliviawildesjawline, @seedlingsinner, @xbaebsae, @decertatio, @cryptcombat

Im doing Far Cry 5, it's the only game in the series I've played, and I'm gonna cheat a little, because just 10?  :>

Also I can't possibly order these. Do I have to order these? In no particular order-

10. Now That This Old World is Ending – needs no explanation, just take me home Dan Romer

9. Oh the Bliss, Hope County Choir unreleased version – the no-guitar-version that plays over the car radio, it's just so otherworldly and magical, the accompanying chords give it a dark and haunting touch, the choir’s harmonies are just so rich and gorgeous, I absolutely adore this piece to bits, it reminds me of bliss fields in the moonlit night, dark clouds gathering above in the distance >.>

8. Amazing Grace – Helicopter Crash Site Version – Haunting, beautiful, love that the voices are slightly off-key, was my favorite hymn before FC5 and is double that now. Hearing this adds thoughts of Greg Bryk shining bright as Joseph Seed

7. The Blessing Just Takes Minutes – Forever imprinted in my brain- the first few battles in Holland Valley while still reeling from the game's intro sequence

6. Raise Hell – Whenever I hear this I see Nick , Sharky and Hurk walking away from a ' splosion slo mo style and all is well

5. Oh John – Hammock version- @unclefungusthegoat put it so beautifully- this is the piece I go back to whenever I wanna get the feel for drawing John. It's tragic and ironic in a way, but the melody is also innocent and reminds me of a nursery song, @ziorre‘s heartbreaking piece always comes to mind, and then I think of where it all went wrong, and 😩💖

4. Set Those Sinners Free – Peter Harper/Hammock version – I think Jake has the best Herald theme song hands down, it references Johnny Cashes' God's gonna Cut you Down not-so-subtly, and hearing the swooping Hammock version while cruising through the Whitetail Mountains is just so ffing ominous

3. Keep Your Rifle By Your Side – Will Farr/Hammock Version – I can't think of a single game that does storytelling so heftily and aptly through it's soundtrack, this one is the perfect example, showing what makes the Peggies tick, and making it sound like fun at that. Hammock version of Rifle is also just so soothing and meditative, I play it on reduced speed sometimes, it's an out of body experience guaranteed

2. Electric Worry – Clutch – Buckle up Sharky, we're going for a ride

special mentions:

The World is Gonna End Tonight - Peter Harper version, Let the Water Wash Away Your Sins – Dan Romer version, This Country Made a Promise, Jacob Territory Action Theme & Deathwish Holland Valley Action Theme (don't know the official track names)

1. Now He's Our Father – Hammock Version – The way this kicks into gear just at the right beats during key moments while confronting Joseph just.... hggnghghgh <3 <3 <3

[prinzessinpluto]

oh my gOSH YOU'RE SO CUTE!!!! and hey we have matching chokers!

here's me, once again, struggling to get my hair color right lol

I'm tagging uhh @nihunhu @han-jisung @honeyboyfelix @chimneycloud if you guys want to, go for it!!

Long time ago I was tagged by amazing @banana-shadow and here is the result! Thank you so much, it was really fun to make!

It’s me but with ears lol 

I’m not sure who to tag, so feel free to ingore me, but @eunseokki, @patpatiny, @hanstagrams, @bbaileyb00​

here’s the link 

[moonlightperseus]

a prompt for the jestest jestie: buck posts a picture of eddie somewhere online (insta maybe) and it becomes a meme

this got away from me big time and im gonna be honest it doesnt even fully fit the request but i hope you like it

buddie | 1845 words | read on ao3

Eddie has never been especially tech savvy—and that did not exclude social media. He has an instagram account that his niece helped him make before he left Texas so he could keep up with her journey as a photographer—which, in his—only a little bit biased—opinion, she was gonna be famous for someday.

He also tried facebook to keep up with other relatives and friends from Texas—but as it turned out most his friends from Texas were also Shannon’s friends—which made things complicated—and the rest were a little too eager to call her a bitch for leaving him and Chris—which, despite Eddie’s own complicated feelings, sat with him about as well as getting shot. As for his relatives—well, the important ones he could always call.

The point is, Eddie’s never been one for social media, and then he gets a job as the LAFD’s liaison at dispatch and suddenly twitter becomes a staple of his life from 9-5, Mondays through Fridays.

And somehow—somehow—that leads Eddie here, sitting at his desk, staring at a tiktok he knows his best friend made—and he’s pretty sure it’s about him.

(Logically, he knows exactly how it happened—people on twitter will occasionally send him links to tiktoks about fire safety, asking about the accuracy of the content—and this is what he’s technically being paid for now, he supposes—and then a link leads him to a video that was unmistakably taken at the 118’s firehouse, and the voice behind it—without even a sliver of doubt—belonging to Buck. And then Eddie had clicked on the account it belonged to—and here he is.)

Here he is, staring at the last video posted on the account—well over a year ago—it’s not really a video, just a shot of a ceiling with block of text and some song Eddie vaguely recognizes from the radio playing over it.

The first thought he had upon seeing the video, was that he recognizes the shot of the ceiling as the bit just above Buck’s bed in the loft. The second thought he had—and still has—is that Buck is talking about him.

‘Guys please stop asking me for updates on my best friend- it’s never gonna happen. He’s straight, and has a girlfriend now, and I’m happy for him- he deserves to be happy.’

The comments are turned off, but that doesn’t matter, because Eddie’s already gone through Buck’s other tiktoks. He’s already found the video posted a few months before the last, another shot of the ceiling above Buck’s bed with text over it, there’s no music playing this time, and Eddie swears he can hear—what he thinks is—his own soft snores. The date on the video lines up with when Eddie was quarantining at Buck’s—when he had been sleeping in Buck’s bed.

‘When I pictured finally getting to share a bed with my best friend I didn’t expect it to be because of a global pandemic 😒’

So yeah, he’s almost positive it’s about him, and he has no idea what to do about it.

———

He’s not sure if he’s grateful or not to have to go to therapy after work, because on one hand, it keeps him from having to go home, to Buck—who’s been crashing on his couch ever since he and Taylor broke up, wanting to give her space to find a new place, it’s been over a month since that and Buck’s made no move to return to his loft, Taylor texted him a week ago telling him she had found a place and moved out—Buck hadn’t made any move to go back to his loft—and Eddie hasn’t asked.

“I think Buck might be in love with me.”

Frank raises an eyebrow and Eddie silently curses himself—and then Frank and therapy for making him so goddamn open about his feelings.

“What makes you think this?” Frank asks, his expression impassive as he links his fingers together, notepad left sitting in his lap.

Eddie wonders if it’s telling that Frank doesn’t have to ask who Buck is—wonders just how much he brings up Buck in conversation—and at what point it undoubtedly crossed the line of ‘normal amount to bring up your best friend in therapy.’

“Uh, I found his tiktok?” It sounds so stupid when he says it out loud—it sounds stupid when he thinks about it too—because really, what had he found? Two vague tiktoks—okay yeah, maybe they were about him—but that doesn’t mean that Buck is—or was—in love with him. Just that Buck had thought about sharing a bed with him—just that ‘it’s never gonna happen’ and that Buck thinks Eddie’s straight—and to be fair, until very recently, Eddie had also thought he was straight.

Until very recently, when he started thinking about Buck.

Eddie looks up—Frank is watching him, waiting patiently for Eddie to continue.

“Maybe—maybe not in love with me—but…something—I think he felt something—” he drags a hand through his hair, “I think—I think I want him to still feel something—for me.”

Frank nods slowly, “do you love him?”

“Jesus, Frank,” Eddie says, ignoring the way his heartbeat has sped up in his chest, “you really don’t beat around the bush.”

“I find that being direct seems to work best for you.”

Eddie stares at Frank, who’s expression remains impassive and patient.

“Of course I love him, he’s my best friend.”

Frank waits—Eddie thinks absently that if Buck and Frank ever teamed up against him, they would out stubborn him in seconds.

Eddie sighs, leaning back in his chair and staring up at the ceiling of Frank’s office, “if I was—in love with him—what do I—what would I do about it?”

“That’s a question only you can answer, Eddie. But if you’re asking me if it’s wrong—if you’re allowed to be in love with him—I ask you to think about all the people in your life, and of the people they love—and extending yourself the same love and acceptance that you give them.”

———

Eddie stops to pickup takeout on his way home from therapy—it’s another delay to going home, but he also really didn’t want to cook dinner tonight.

When he finally gets home, Buck is waiting for him on the couch, reading through a national geographic magazine that he had gotten Chris a subscription to for Christmas.

Buck looks up the second Eddie shuts the front door and smiles at him, “hey, everything go okay today?”

Eddie shrugs, “traffic was a pain—I got takeout.”

“I don’t mind cooking—”

“I know you don’t, but—” Eddie holds up the takeout bags—“I got dumplings from that Chinese place you and Chris love so much.”

Buck raises an eyebrow, “the place over on sixth?”

Eddie nods, attempting to toe off his boots.

“Did you get—”

“—the dipping sauce? Yeah—though I’m still not convinced it’s anything but soy sauce.”

“It’s not just soy sauce,” Buck insists, getting up from the couch and crossing the room to take the bags from him, “they put something special in it—a secret ingredient that makes it taste better than just soy sauce.”

Eddie rolls his eyes, but Buck’s already turned to take the food to the table.

“Chris is in his room,” Buck says over his shoulder, “he finished all his homework, so I told him he could play video games until you got home.”

It’s such a simple statement, but it makes Eddie’s heart beat a little faster in his chest—this is what he wants, he realizes—coming home to Buck, raising Christopher together—being a family together. And he already has it—for the most part he has it—and maybe he doesn’t have to settle for only mostly having it.

“So, uh, I’ve discovered tiktok.” Eddie says as he moves to join Buck in setting the table.

Buck raises an eyebrow, “Tiktok? I know you don’t love having a desk job—but are you really that bored?”

Eddie finds himself rolling his eyes again, though the fond smile growing across his face probably negates it, “I found it through work, actually—people have been sending links to fare safety tiktoks and asking if they’re any good.”

Buck snorts, “and are they?”

“There have been a few good ones,” Eddie says slowly, debating his words as he stares down at the empty glass in his hands, “found a really good one today, actually.”

“Oh yeah?” Buck asks—completely unaware as he continues searching through the cabinets for Christopher’s favorite cup—because Chris currently has a favorite cup—and Buck knows that.

“The guy was really knowledgable about fire safety, though honestly I was a bit more interested in his other tiktoks—” Eddie sets down the glass so he doesn’t risk breaking it with his shaking hands—“I think—I think he might be in love with his best friend.”

There’s a pause and Eddie can see the exact moment Buck realizes what Eddie’s talking about, because his entire body freezes—his head still halfway in one of the cabinets.

“I think—” Eddie’s heart pounds in his chest as he continues, a voice in the back of his head telling him now or never—“I think he should give the best friend a chance—because maybe he was just a little slow in realizing he feels the same way.”

Buck turns around so quick his head thunks into the cabinet door—Eddie winces on his behalf but if it hurt Buck doesn’t show it.

“You what?” His voice is barely above a whisper, and he’s staring at Eddie like his life depends on it.

“I love you,” Eddie says, the words not so much as spilling from his tongue—instead they dance across it—delicate but purposeful.

“Eddie—”

“I’m in love with you,” Eddie clarifies—because he can see the almost-panicked hope in Buck’s eyes—and the thinly veiled doubt.

Buck stares at him, and Eddie’s heart pounds in his chest as the seconds rick by—each one feeling like a lifetime—Eddie tries not to let the panic rise in his chest as Buck just stands there, because what if he was wrong—what if—

“Eddie—” Buck repeats, voice unbearably soft—and then he’s there right in front of Eddie, blue eyes searching brown for just a moment and then—

Kissing Buck feels like coming home to him a million times all at once—and Eddie vaguely wonders if this is what the movies mean by true love’s kiss.

“You’re right,” Buck says against his lips, pulling back just enough to speak, “that guy on tiktok is definitely in love with his best friend.”

“Oh yeah?” Eddie tries to squint quizzically at him, but he’s pretty sure the smile burning bright across his face betrays that, “how can you be so sure? I haven’t even showed you the—”

He’s interrupted by Buck’s lips crashing back into his—and Eddie’s pretty sure he will never be mad about being interrupted by Buck ever again if it feels like this.

“I love you,” Buck says when they finally have to break for air, “Eddie—I love you so much—I—” he pauses, eyes widening slightly and then he’s laughing—“I can’t believe this is happening because you found my stupid tiktoks—”

Eddie manages to somehow smile even harder, “hey, I’ll have you know those tiktoks were very informational.”

[moonlightperseus]

broke: eddie's knuckles are bloody from punching something

woke: eddie's got really dry hands and those knuckles are cracking (like his mental state)

[moonlightperseus]

👀 yes im quoting hands for this:

"why would you leave me when you said you were mine?"

okay in my defense you ASKED for this so who's fault is it really (ily <3)

“Why would you leave me when you said you were mine?” Eddie whispers into the empty space between him and the all too still body of his best friend.

Three weeks since they had finally pulled their heads out of their asses, gotten their shit together, and finally - finally - gotten together. Three weeks of getting to share a bed with the man he loves and there not being any distance between them. Three weeks of getting to wake up with strong arms wrapped around him. Three weeks of complete domestic bliss. Three of the best weeks of his life.

They weren’t supposed to end so suddenly - they weren’t supposed to end at all, not when they should still have so much time.

“You have to wake up, Evan,” he says, leaning over the hospital bed to gently press his forehead against Buck’s shoulder, “you have to- I can’t- how am I supposed to do this without you? Fuck- how- how am I gonna tell Chris?”

Please don’t make me have to tell Chris.

Please don’t leave us.

Leave the first sentence of a fic in my askbox and i will write the next five.

[moonlightperseus]

shoutout to @evaneddie for validating my feelings of being the funniest man alive

[moonlightperseus]

if i’m killing buddie and @evaneddie is killing buddie than who is flying the plane guys