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It's a time-honoured tradition- every time Sam comes across Izzy (and Ed) in their travels, he asks Izzy to marry him. And every time, Izzy turns him down.
At this point, Sam is asking more for the sake of it than any belief Izzy will ever say yes, a remnant of childhood dedication touched with 30 years of heartbreak and regret- though even now, a small part of him still holds out hope. Sam's promises have only got more extravagant over the years, from a job as his first mate, to a captaincy, a fleet at his command, a whole fucking island if that's what Izzy wants- but he knows it isn't though, not really. If Izzy was ever going to agree to marry him, to leave his life and go with Sam, it wouldn't be for anything Sam could offer him. Izzy never did care for flashy shows of wealth, for a ship or to be captain. The only thing that ever mattered to him was loyalty given, and loyalty shown in return.
It all comes to a head after Stede left and came back, after Izzy lost a toe, lost his leg. Sam hasn't seen him since before things with Ed started to really slide off the rails, before stress permanently set into the lines of Izzy’s face. So, when he sees a dishevelled man with a hoof for a leg in a no-name port, he doesn't even consider the idea that he might know him. It's only when he turns towards him, and Sam catches a glance at those oh too familiar tattoos, he realises this is Izzy, his Izzy, that stands before him.
Knowing Izzy's discomfort with pity, he doesn't treat him any differently than he would in years gone by, positioning himself in Izzy's line of sight before approaching and sweeping him up into a bone crushing hug.
“Israel-goddamn-Hands!” he exclaims, as Izzy grumbles back a begrudging “Samuel-fucking-Bellamy”, a tradition almost as old as their friendship itself. Izzy might not hug him back, but he can’t keep the corner of his mouth from twitching, just for a second.
(If Sam holds Izzy a little tighter and a little longer than usual, well. That's his business)
By the time Sam lets go, most of the crew has appeared in the town square, drawn in by the commotion. They may have given Izzy his leg and welcomed him as one of them, but still there’s an underlying tension, with nobody quite ready to set aside everything that happened before the Kraken. Seeing him cosying up to an unknown man sets everyone on edge, unsure whether to come to their first mate’s aid, or to assume that they've been betrayed once again.
When Ed sees that the yelling was Sam, his hand goes tense where it's held in Stede's. He knows the routine, has seen it more times than he can count, but as he watches them part he realises that this is the first time in a long time he's unsure of what Izzy's response will be.
Knowing that something’s different, knowing that Izzy's feeling vulnerable already, Sam doesn't go for the same flashy proposal he’s been giving for years. He doesn't promise Izzy the world, he doesn't cause a scene (or, any more of a scene than he already has, anyway). He looks at the fractured man in front of him, takes his face in his hands, and says the exact same thing to him he said when they were little more than boys. “Israel, I have to ask you. I know what you'll say, but I have to try. Come with me. Marry me and sail away with me. I'll keep you safe”
And Izzy… hesitates. He glances over at Ed, at Stede, and says to Sam “...We’re staying in port for a week. Ask me again then”
That's the moment Sam knows there is something deeply, horribly, wrong. He's not just looking at an Izzy who got seriously injured in a fight and is struggling to cope, this is something so much bigger than that- and that Ed has something to do with it. Izzy wouldn't even be considering leaving if he didn't. Whether it was negligence or something more sinister, Sam doesn't yet know, but he intends to find out.
#i feel like the little paragraph about the crew is real clunky and out of place but i wanted some kind of establishment of where those#dynamics are at. its important that the crew is something for izzy to consider in his decision; but also that their relationship isnt so#solid he would stay for them alone; yknow?#im sorta aiming for a s2e5 era but like. early in those themes. he cant be all sorted yet i need him to be struggling#anyway this is part of a much larger scenario in my head that im never ever doing anything with but i wrote THIS bit in a daze in like. jun#and i got thinking about it again and i think?? it holds its own as a 'hey think about THIS' snippet. idk you decide#youre welcome to interpret this as solo bellhands but in my head it Has morphed into sam/izzy/ed/stede#because i cant not put edizzy in things any more. izzy has two hands#i also think the comedy potential of one of your boyfriends HATING your other boyfriend is gold. 10/10 dynamic#stede is mostly along for the ride in this but also i think they need him#aaaaand. the sam/ed bracket i think can only be closed in exceptional circumstances. i think they 'hate' each other too much#...which is WHY someones getting kidnapped!!! yay#anyway its all irrelevant because ill never write it out. i can do silly chill things but thatll require work#nyxtalks#ofmd#our flag means death#izzy hands#israel hands#sam bellamy#bellhands#i wanna also say. the general concept of repeated sam proposals has been floating around my head forever#it used to be a more silly thing like i referenced at the start but. s2 gave me angsty feelings i guess#i cant not have izzy have feelings for ed right now which inherently adds layers to Any bellhands scenarios i think.#but yeah. its a Classic Bellhands vibe for me. sam seeing izzy at sea or on shore and asking him to marry him (again)#i like to do this with jackie too. i think i just want that man to be obnoxiously desired#(theres also layers of my personal hornigold era lore built into this but i hope it holds up without u knowing it. tldr. sam lost izzy by#being an idiot n fumbling the bag. thats what matters. izzy went with ed and sams been trying to fix it ever since)#i probably should have readmore'd this but i didnt think it was Quite long enough. or had a good break point. sorry <3
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decided there wasn't enough RK charms in the world (none), so im making one and putting it out there later for anyone who might want one too!
heres the concept.
#look okay. im insane. there is like no LN charms in general around#LET ALONE RK ONES. OR ONES WITH NOMES#I GOTCHU HOMIES. I WANT ONE TOO.#so here it is! gonna make something evil and angsty for the back prommy#tell me if you want to be tagged for any updates because im literally just going to get my shop re-set up and then open preorders#for 2 weeks and then its gone.#no one wants it? cool. more for me. someone wants it? cool we both have charms <333#little nightmares#little nightmares 2#rk ln#ln rk#runaway kid little nightmares#little nightmares runaway kid#little nightmares merch#little nightmares fanart#the secrets of the maw
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Hi! I hope my request won't burden you, you're free to make it anytime you'd like, there's no need to rush 😁 and I also hope you can understand what I'm trying to say (bcs english is not my native language T____T)
and as in for my request is, would you mind making a headcanon of Sylus and MC? (they were used to be a lovers in the past lives, but one day she died). I'm curious to know how he would continue his life after MC's death. or you can also mix it up with your ideas as well but I wanted it to be extra angst and heart wrenching 😝💯💯 (don't mind me im just spreading angst LADS agenda 😈) #NoAngstNoLife
i think that's all. I hope you have a wonderful day pookie 💋💋💋
Thank you so much for the ask, and don’t worry! You’re doing a wonderful job! 😀
Please keep in mind that I’m writing this before the update has released, so I am going purely off of speculation!
- As far as our current MC can tell, Sylus is a powerful man who doesn’t seem to fear much, if anything. He knows he’s strong, he knows he’s capable, and he gets what he wants, even if he has to fight or kill for it. He's decisive, and can manipulate most any situation into his favor. No matter what, he always has at least some control over whatever situation he’s in.
- But that confidence was born out of need, guilt, and fear.
- A failure to protect the person who made everything worth while.
- Regardless of whatever what took you from him in the past, whether he could realistically prevent it or not, he refuses to let it happen again.
- You were his everything, able to calm him down no matter how angry he got. You gave him the ability to see the beauty in little things, moments of peace amidst the storm.
- Losing you, he may as well have lost all sense of himself too.
- Then, he finds you again. You don’t know him yet, but he knows you.
- He watches and waits, curious if you would seek him out on your own.
- Now that you are within his reach, he refuses to let anything happen to you again. He can’t lose you again.
- He’d sooner let the world burn.
- This comes across as oddly protective and possessive. He refuses to let you get hurt in battle, claiming he prefers you getting to play nurse and patch you up.
- It’s also why he loves pushing your buttons, because those reactions, any retaliation, it’s all further proof that you are there with him.
#text post#thanks for the ask!#Anon#lnd sylus#lnd#love and deepspace#love and deepspace sylus#lad#lads#headcanons#gn#gn mc#gender neutral#gender neutral reader#sylus#sylus x mc#I might add on to this at some point once I have some more angsty ideas with it#do a little drabble or something#We shall see!
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[01:45]
“Jeonghan!” You stopped to catch your breathe, “Why are you running?”
“Because it’s fun!!” The giddy boy responded two feet away from you in the park.
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After you and Jeonghan have finished dinner and cleaned up, you both laid on the couch mindlessly scrolling on your phones. Jeonghan’s head was on your lap, you had one hand flicking away at the phone and the other softly combing through his dark brown hair.
“Love,” Jeonghan peeks from his phone to look at you, “let’s take a walk to the park.”
You cocked your head at this sudden plan, “I guess it will be nice to get out of the house for a bit, I don’t really wanna be a couch potato for the rest of the night”
Since the temperature difference from day and night is a little drastic, you grabbed a light jacket and walked hand in hand with Jeonghan.
The two of you didn’t talk as you made your way to the park. It’s a place that Jeonghan likes to visit on his nightly walks, probably because this was where he met you for the first time.
You’re just taking in the white noise of your surroundings — the slight breeze of night rustling through the leaves on the tree, the taps from your shoes as it meets the ground, and the light hums of rhythm coming from the boy in front of you.
His grip on your hand wasn’t too firm, but there was definitely affections to it as he’s slightly swinging your arm back and forth, using his thumbs to gently brush over yours.
As you both reached the entrance of the park you felt the grip on your hand loosen, “come and catch me! If you catch me I’ll give you a surprise!” Jeonghan giggles and starts running off into the park.
Now having your eyes on the prize, you ran after Jeonghan to catch up to him. The park just filled with sounds of giggling, whining, and lots of huffing to catch up your breathes.
Everytime you were just about to catch him, he speeds up or takes a turn. You stopped at your track to regain some air back in your lungs, admittedly, you were not prepared for this much physical exercise at night.
Jeonghan sees that you’ve stopped at your tracks and looked back at you, “love are you alright? Was I pushing a little too hard?” There was worry in his voice, but you saw this as the perfect opportunity to run up to him.
You made a full sprint towards Jeonghan that completely surprised him, you wrapped your arms around and pulled him in for a hug, “I’ve caught you,” you huffed, trying to catch your breathe for the second time, “what’s my surprise?”
Jeonghan smiles at you endearingly, you weren’t sure if it was the moonlight or the street lamps or both that enhances the sparkle that he had in his eyes for you. He cups your face in his hands before placing his lips on yours. The kiss was soft and sweet, filled with passion and desire.
“I wanted to play hide and seek, hiding away my feelings just for you seek my heart. “
#jeonghan#seventeen#seventeen fanfic#seventeen jeonghan#yoon jeonghan#jeonghan x you#jeonghan x reader#||#GOD THIS WAS SUPPOSE TO BE AN INSPIRATION FROM KISS ME RIGHT BY KESHI#WHY IS THIS TURNING INTO AN ANGST#but i’ll say — keshi is so good why haven’t I listened to more keshi in my life#ngl my tags are lowkey a note for me im not gonna write this out till a little bit#<- yumi has returned a day later to finish this babble#can you believe it — I changed the whole babble#I originally envisioned this for seungcheol at home but idk something hit me at 1:45am and was like JEONGHAN#the original timestamp was 11:something pm so I was more angsty I guess#but something about writing past midnight feels really good !!!#again hope you guys enjoy!!#time capsules 🕰️#sharing my love letters <3
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debating on whether or not i should commission someone to make a cyphmen pfp for this blog + my AO3 profile
#now i have a job which means Real Person Money that i can spend on dumb shit#i like using my own art as pfp’s but also#a) i want something a little cleaner / more touched up#b) i want to support other artists (especially cyphmen artists!!!!)#other comissions ive been considering might be writing a cyphmen dialogue script and then having cypher and omen impressionists voice over#something fluffy like them drinking tea/atay and chatting#or something angsty like a scene from nighttime in las vegas#when i finish nighttime in las vegas#i was also considering comissioning a bunch of different artists who are fans of the work to draw their favorite scene#or comission one artist to do a scene from each chapter#and them have like. a mural of all the cyphmen fans rendition of las vegas#anyway if you like any of these ideas in particular let me know bc i am hella indecisive
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@stormbreaker-290 (and by extension @static-x3)
What if… Static never reciprocated Sirius’ adoration? What if Sirius went completely lovesick?
“So he plucked one of his eyes, just to wear the white veil.”
:3c
#rambles#moot🩵‼️#my art 🩵#satellite duo#sirius the beloved#static the beloved#angsty timesss#>:3c#Lovesick AU#it’s not refined#I got lazy and I’m still in Florida so- egg#but I dib it :333#and I’m sending you something Storm 👉👈#as a chrimus gift#I also#am working on something for Soup#but it might be a few days late ;w;#uh#ye!#the little quote I made if referencing a veil typically worn by the bride of a wedding#but because Static does not in fact love him as such nor like him romantically#he wears a white veil of bandages in wedding attire :)c#I’ll probably expand on this AU a bit- I love unhinged characters#and even more so when it’s one sided love- but I could totally make this into a toxic relationship :o#guess we’ll have to seeee!#ALSO#DONT BE AFRAID TO ADD TO THIS AU#you’re technically the stepparent of it since it’s your OC >:3c#Bumble as well since Mal and Solstice are Statics partners as well :3#<ACK THIS IS REFERENCING STORM TOO :3 ANYWAYS tag limit
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never thought we'd ever have to go without (i)
summary:
Their breakup was amicable. They were both going in two different directions with their lives and where Roy was going - the military and the numerous off the grid sites for weeks or sometimes months on end – he wouldn’t ask her to wait for him. She deserved to live her own life, not wait around for him and his ambitions.
When a tragedy befalls their child, Roy and Riza are left devastated. They come together to work through it while waiting for her to wake from her injuries
rated: t | words: 2948 | tags: royai, angst, au, modern au, kid au, parental royai, tragedy, injury, angst with a happy ending, separated parents
read on ao3 | read on ffnet
snippet:
Hey Dad, I'm on the plane. I know you won’t get this for a while, but I still wanted to send you a message. Hope all is going well with you. Mum was freaking out at the airport. She was worried I’d forgotten something again, but she literally emptied and repacked my bag for me so many times, so there’s no way that would happen. I think she’s scared about me going off by myself. Could you give her a call when you get out? I don’t want her to feel alone while I’m gone, and I know she’ll love hearing from you. I’ll speak to you soon. I love you.
read on ao3 | read on ffnet
#royai#royai fanfic#royai au#royai fanfiction#never thought we'd ever have to go without#emma writes#wips from 5+ yrs ago seeing the light of day???#who'd have ever thunk it#im literally just yeeting it out into the void to finally get it written lol#if u ever heard or saw me talking about “divorced royai” years ago then this is the little ditty lmao#i've only ever done happy royai kids so what about.... what about something more proper angsty owo#also that pic lol as soon as i thought 'hm need to up my fic posts once again and include a graphic' my brain immediately thought#of this xf scene LMAO both worlds colliding 😌
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Oh hey how about another snippet of something I'm working on today:
It felt like the weight of the past year was falling onto Rex. He remembered losing Echo, holding Fives as they both lost control. Fives. Not long ago he was holding Fives as he died, begging the Force that he wouldn’t lose him. Not him too. Saving Echo felt like the first true success Rex had experienced in a long time. Those boys had trusted him, came to him for safety, and he had failed them. Both of them.
I promise this is much softer than the snippet suggests <3
#tbb echo#captain rex#I'm working on something that I'll be posting in... 3 weeks if I can pull it off!#Also this is very much a First Draft so it might get more angsty as I edit :')#I love them I promise this is a sweet fic#it is very sweet it may also just be... a little hurtful#for sure hurt/comfort#trust me it's good#:) <3
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Some art for the House of Anubis AU I’m making. The gist of it is that Nina gets her body stolen by an evil entity while she was staying at school over the summer after s2 to make up for all the classes she missed. The possession was supposed to destroy her soul, but the Eye of Horus manages to save her soul and gives her a body in the form of a falcon. Unfortunately, no one saw what happened, so when they discover her, they assume that something must have happened to Nina and somehow a random bird got ahold of her locket.
#I’ve talked about it a little bit on here but I’ve got a more concrete idea of the story now#as well as a bunch of silly details#it’s very cute and sweet and angsty#fabian is a disaster#and this bird keeps following him everywhere#eddie doesn’t understand why he feels the need to protect the bird with his life#or why said bird likes fabian more than him since he was the one who found her#patricia is glad to finally have something cool in the house#amber is also a disaster who wants her best friend back#alfie immediately suggests that the bird is actually nina but everyone brushes it off#and yeah nina unlocks new powers cuz she deserves a win#anyway I’m having a lot of fun making it#house of anubis#house of anubis au#nina martin#birds#nina x fabian#fabina#falcon!nina tag#my art#hoa#fanart#HoA fanart#falcon!nina au
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Quahaug Concept Art






Quahaug's concept/reference art! Translation notes and image id under the cut.
Translation notes:
"OP sort of powerset" was literally translated as something like "cheat-like." I feel like OP is the more common English term for that sort of thing, so that's what I used, but some of the meaning was probably lost there.
"Older-tween-ish" was specifically a reference to a particular middle school year for children who are about 12-13 years old. Since grades and names of grades vary a lot from country to country, I just went with "older tween."
ID:
[Image id: Several images displaying different parts of 2 pages of the Triangle Strategy artbook, with both the original Japanese as well as versions with English translations. There are several disclaimers noting that the translator doesn't speak Japanese, and that there are likely many mistakes.
On one page, there is a large colored version of Quahaug's canon portrait, along with a smaller, uncolored version. There is an illustrator's note at the bottom that translates to read, "'Manipulating time' is an OP sort of powerset, so though he looks like a child, I aimed to create a look for him that conveyed a sense of unknowable power. (Tatsuaki Urushibara)".
On the second page, there are many drawings of Quahaug, including a closer bust-up portrait in which he's compared to Lyla, with an arrow and label reading, "Mother." There's also several notes that explain the construction of his costume. The costume is labeled as a Greek "phelonion" (a priest's outfit with no real sleeves, just draping fabric). There is a small drawing of this version, with an arrow leading to another drawing that does have sleeves, with the note, "If you can't display this in pixels, use this one." There are several notes that explain how this draping cloth should be considered his everyday clothes, while the ceremonial decoration that goes around his neck is placed over it. There is a close up of the ceremonial dressing's fastenings underneath the metal decoration. Some more notes highlight details on his staff, emphasizing the hourglass on top and the small wheel to the side that can be turned to flip the hourglass. A larger piece of text underneath one fullbody drawing reads, "Character Who Manipulates Time."
On the second half of the second page, there are drawings of some beta designs for Quahaug. He looks much more punk-ish. On one bust-up portrait, there are the captions, "The burden of the time demon caused some of his hair to go gray…." and "All-natural highlighted tips." On the same portrait, he is snapping his fingers, and there's a note that reads, "Manipulating time is as easy as snapping your fingers. You just have to want it or whatever." A speech bubble near his head reads, "I don't think of Anna as a mother." A caption pointing to some green markings on his arm reads, "Demonic time seal on body." In a fullbody drawing of his beta design (which is made up mostly of chains that barely cover him as well as a long roughed-up cloak, there is the note, "Almost naked cloak."
At the bottom of the second page, there is another note that reads, "Initially when we hadn't quite figured out the setting, we had an idea for a more older-tween-ish character as displayed here, but after discussing it with the producers and Mr. Ikushima, we went with his current form. As a boy who manipulates time, I placed an hourglass at the tip of his staff, and his face resembles that of his mother, Lyla. (Tatsuaki Irushibara)". /end id]
#triangle strategy#quahaug#lyla viscraft#triangle strategy artbook#ts artbook character ref sheets#at long last. emo quahuag#despite the WTF factor I really love the page. HE'S SO LITTLE. SO SO LITTLE. like in his canon portrait he could arguably be like 14-15#but in those drawings on the second page he is indisputably a baby. look at that little face. HE'S SO CUTE#and that note about Anna really cracks me up. can't believe we missed out on having Anna try to wrestle with an angsty 12-year-old#also! trying out a slightly different format from last time! I will at some point probably throw up another poll about it#as always feel free to leave a comment/tag/anything else with feedback if you have any#at some point in the distant future I will probably go through and try to make all of the translation posts more consistent#but I probably won't go back and do that sort of thing until I get all of them done#oh and also also! as a note I actually messed up my order a bit; I meant to do lyla's first before this one#but she and the other saints will be up next#edit: one of the images had an old version of a translation (used 'something' instead of 'whatever' in the note about snapping fingers)#just reuploaded it
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wait ngl i cant sleep so im stealing vii ( @night-raven-miscellany )'s silly thing they just did because ITS SILLY!!! (and because i absolutely love little lists like this actually)
aka basically the stupidest lore reveal ive ever done in my entire life?????
ANYWAYS. AHEM.
sorting the sillies into "would overblot" and "would not overblot" !!!!!! WOOHH!!!!!
FEATURING... A SECRET THIRD CATEGORY ?!!!
keep reading to find out what it is ;3
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WOULD OVERBLOT:
Yuuto
Kiyuu
Anchor
WOULD (probably..?) NOT OVERBLOT:
Aros
Xiphos
Miko
HAVE ALREADY OVERBLOTTED (like not recently at all): ( wow thats crazy ahaha...... )
Mace ( heh... >;) )
Crimson
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wow this list is really pathetic actually not in order really aros would definitely get close tho if that counts for anything hes like REALLYY in between the would and would not tbhs miko too buuuuut i dont have like - a good enough solid idea for his UM to solidify that qwq
mb its 2:30am and i have no thoughts AAAAAAAAAAA- explodes
#SRY FOR THE @ BTW VII I RLY HOPE U DONT MIND ME STEALING THIS FROM UUU <333 IF U DO JS SAY SO ILL TAKE IT DOWNN :D#anyways TIME TO TAG YAP MWEHEHE...............#oh my god anchor overblotting i think would KILL mace actually#IM not even prepared for THAT level of angst#thats REALLY SOMETHING.#anyways fun fact ive actually made miko much more traumatised since ive last brought him up#haha oops#p.s. aros and crimson HAVE known each other for a long while... definitely since childhood... just saying yaknow...... ;)#i hope these little pieces of food are feeding anyone who cares enough :3#anyways might be posting a mace related rp starter soon-ish?? its half-finished in the drafts rn heh#sorta meant to be kinda angsty depending on where it goes HEH...#aue's asteryn
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#a concept - cycling winner's room but it's all the tour de france jerseys#2021 is just tadej and cav and they have a grand old time just chitchatting#they're besties for life after that#2022 woutadejonas is intense and maybe a little angsty afterwards#mayhaps some real feelings were involved in multiple directions#the 2023 jasper giulio tadej jonas one is also fun but in like a chaotic way#tadej and jasper are obviously down for literally anything#giulio and jonas need a bit more convincing and also jonas still has whatever was unresolved w tadej from the last winner's room so#alternative is all the podium finishers in a winners room together#but that just ends up being three years of adam and ritchie and g thirdwheeling#what if i wrote something#(except i'm not actually going to write this)
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why is writing angst so depressing????
I was happily listening to the barbie soundtrack like an hour ago and now I'm feeling like somebody stole my ice-cream and suckerpunched my liver....
#I'm not going to promise anything#BUUUUUUUUUUUUUT#I might post something a *little* bit more angsty today#Depends on whether I find my antidepressants or give up first#just a simp doing... something
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Listen. I haven’t watched Ted Lasso. I do not plan on watching Ted Lasso (just not my thing). However last night I was dreaming and who should walk into my dreams but ROY KENT AND JAMIE TARTT. This is YOUR FAULT. I have ABSORBED YOUR BLORBOS THROUGH OSMOSIS
my bad
#although it’s funny you should say that cause i remember when my brother was trying to get me to watch ted lasso#he kept asking me for like 4-6 months or so#and i kept saying ‘it’s not my thing’#and then i went to visit him and i guess we had nothing better to do so he was like ‘please just try one episode’#so i said ‘fine. why not.’#and i didn’t pay much attention to it…like i was half interested in it until maybe the 3rd or 4th episode#and then i started paying more attention and then i got hooked…#eventually rewatched the whole thing and liked it even more the second time#and this was a few months before season 3 aired and of course by then i was a big fan of this silly football show#kinda went a little crazy while season 3 was airing too#but my fixation on it is stronger now i think than before#also i do not really care for sports…someone thought i like this show because i love the sport or something#but i do not…i just really enjoy the characters and the humor#i think it’s a great show and watching it feels like a warm hug#it’s funny but also has its angsty moments and idk i feel like my brother now trying to convince people to try it#oh and i don’t even know how i became a royjamie shipper#it just happened….they have a crazy dynamic and i just think they deserved to kiss lol
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My next project after Firewatch AU will be my Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy AU. I've always thought it was a good idea and didn't want to abandon it, so I've been working on its plot and rewriting the first part when I hit a lull on Firewatch AU. Since I'm so far into my daily writing challenge, I'm just going to try and aim for an entire year. At day 278, you might as well go for day 365. But I will certainly finish Firewatch AU before then since I basically only have a chapter and a half left of it.
So, the HGTTG fic will be next. I will try to revisit/make some slower progress on IBW as well, but my pivot to HGTTG is calculated: after a year of relentless writing on a depressing fanfic, it's nice to work on something that is lighthearted. This fic will be a comedy (though I've never tried to write comedy) and is just all around more....relieving? for me to write. IBW is about the same level of emotionally draining to write as Firewatch AU is, since all the characters in IBW are struggling with their post moon big trauma. The HGTTG fic is intentionally wacky and campy, with only the softest bit of angst now and then to keep it grounded. It's fun.
Anyway, its working title is "the moon, and other misbehaving celestial bodies" and it's a S8 Boatem moon big fanfic. It needs some work on the plot but I'm starting it anyway. It is also much more wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey than the actual Hitchiker's books because I added time travel. This fic definitely reads as if it was written by someone whose formative years were spent watching Doctor Who LOL. The fic has a (mostly) different plot than the original books and some reworked worldbuilding to fit the minecraft setting, but I think it will be less standalone than Firewatch AU was since I am borrowing more elements. That said, if you don't have knowledge of the books, it just might read as wacky sci-fi?
#it's something less depressing to engage my brain with selfjslfjks#when i say light angst i mean more like. the hermitcraft server does get destroyed in chapter one#so mumbo (as the pov character) does contend a little with witnessing that#but it's not. deeply angsty#i promise
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Help, silent fury and candles for Dagger please 🙏🏻
Help tw: light self-harm-ish He spends fifteen minutes struggling with the rolling paper. The clunky metal of the new chrome hand has all the precision of a bulldozer–half rusted in the joints, and missing one or two internal wiring components that makes it stubborn. But that’s nothing compared to the squeak of it. A little mocking laugh whenever he tries to move the middle digit, salt in the wound of losing a part of himself to some twerp barely out of grade school. Each chirp leaves a pinch of fury in his chest that has him considering total world destruction, and he’d do it to… All for a single fucking smoke. He tries not to look at the mess of torn, crumbled paper littered across the table beside him, attention drawn acutely to the one he’s got laid out flat, stuffed prettier than thanksgiving dinner with a heaping pile of synth-tobacco. This is the one. He knows it. His mouth nearly waters for it as he slowly, cautiously begins to roll the paper, breath frozen in his lungs, a line of sweat clinging to his brow. He’s just nearly sealed it, can feel the smoke cloud his chest like a promise and then–squeak. A chrome finger lags, then twitches, presses too hard. The paper tears and the tobacco spills and Dagger feels the crushing weight of hopelessness like an all consuming fog. He’s still for a moment, a sense of calm in his failure that passes in an instant, giving way to dynamite. “Fuck!” Metal fingers curl tighter than bone. He slams his fist into the table. He can’t hear that taunting squeak over the explosion of wood as it cracks beneath the weight of the metal. Again. Again. Something new breaks in the chassis of his hand. He grins wickedly, and does it again. Serves it right, fucking thing. He can’t feel it bruise or ache, and the numbness is worse. Loose tobacco and rolling paper fly into the air as he beats it into the table, as he desperately tries to make it hurt. He doesn’t notice the door of the trailer open and Dum Dum doesn’t announce himself, strolling casually inside like he’s seen this happen before, hands in his pockets until he reaches the remains of the table where Dagger sits. He finds the rolling paper on the ground and salvages some synth-tobacco from the package, working swiftly and silently without so much as a spare glance. Dagger pauses to catch his breath, eyes wild and bloodthirsty, watching him like a hungry animal. The chrome hand is backwards on his wrist, like some twisted monstrosity. He pays it no mind. They’re both quiet. Dum Dum finishes, placing the freshly rolled cigarette between his lips for the ease of lighting, then hands it down to Dagger. He makes it look easy. Dagger considers spitting it out and stomping on it and making another hole in the trailer but it’s been thirty minutes since his last smoke and he’s already jonesing bad. He takes a long pull, filling his lungs and it’s better than sex, he’s sure of it. Smoke slithers from his lips and with it, the rage, curling around them until there’s nothing left. Dum Dum gives it a moment before he sits down beside Dagger and wordlessly pulls the broken hand into his lap. It’s not the first time he’s had to fix it. He knows it won’t be the last, delicately setting to work with a seamless grace that Dagger secretly admires from those chromed fingers. He lets him take it, he always lets him take it, and sometimes distantly, the ghost of his touch feels like flesh again. Dum Dum doesn’t wait for a thank you. He gets it only in a softened glance and a shared cigarette and he knows, to Dagger, that’s more than words can offer.
#oc: dagger#dum dum#x: perfect drug#my fic tag#ty dori ily#im gonna do the other 2 in different posts <3#i was originally gonna do something a little more angsty for this but i thought this was a good balance of feels and also some laffs#post-dagger losing his hand. coping well clearly
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