#the simplest touch

[porelarte]

edwin payne being perfectly capable of handling this™

[lovewithoutagony]

i love being an artist bc if my brain demands old men kissing my hands would dive right into it and be done in 40 minutes

[chevaliermalfets]

knights 🤝 astronauts

the intimacy of putting someone's visor down for protection as the last thing you do before seeing them off and then opening their visor to see their face clearly as the first thing you do when they're back safe

[squidsandthings]

Kunichuu washing each others hair

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[a-wins-a-win]

i am supremely indecisive and need direction, so I’m putting this one to a tumblr poll ;

summaries and such under the readmore - feel free to send asks for more info <3

just to be clear, no matter the poll results i will be working on-and-off on smaller fics + my essays* and such anyway - the option is just there if people would be more interested in having shorter/less involved works more often, rather than just a scattering of one-shots for however long it takes me to wrangle a Project to somewhere i'm happy with to share it. * the essays are happening and will be happening, independently of whatever ends up happening with my fic writing, as well. it will again just boil down to focus and available research/writing time.

anyway! onto the Project summaries ;

forgive and forget (it’s all coming back to me now)

Jason was pretty certain he'd just end up working for his father in the end, but Ivy had managed to convince him that it was worth at least trying to find his work experience somewhere else. He had basically expected the crappy intern jobs - coffee runs, sorting files, and generally trailing after competent employees like some kind of lost puppy. What he hadn't expected, however, was for Peter goddamn Simmonds to have landed a co-op position at the same company.

post-canon canon divergence

eventual mcsimmonds

ivy is a major character too, i promise she gets her own b-plots

background lucadia

messy confusing feelings + cheating subplots

something stupid (like i love you)

A few days. Somehow, letting Lucas crash on Matt's couch for a few days turned into buying Lucas new clothes, turned into cleaning him up and helping with the job search. Which then turned into Matt making Lucas dinner and letting Lucas make him dinner in return, until dinner was a combined effort and light-hearted arguments about organizational systems. And it wasn't until their closets blurred together and Lucas started helping to pick out new drinking glasses that either of them realised they'd be happy if a few days lasted forever.

post-canon lucatt

roommates to friends to lovers type beat

in many ways they've grown and changed, in many ways they haven't

of course there's a lot of tension in the in-between stage where they're trying to figure out how to incorporate into each other's lives again, but eventually they end up falling into a cute domestic routine

there's something there in lucas and matt forgiving each other for the roles they played in/the ways they contributed to the general disaster that was their senior year (but Jason's suicide in particular)

as close to heaven as i’ll get

There wasn't a doubt in anyone's mind that Jason McConnell would do well at Notre Dame - 5 generations of top-level vampire hunters had come before him (and his father was quite insistent that AFTER him would come 5 more). The only thing that stood in his way was an entrance exam requiring a record of field experience.

Peter Simmonds understood the importance of following the rules imposed by the coven, really he did. But even so - something about the bright spots the stained glass windows of the church reflected onto the wet ground drew him in.

mcsimmonds vampire AU

Twilight/Supernatural-esque rural vibes + Southern Gothic inspiration

i get to fuck around with vampire folklore and religious imagery! and who doesn't love that?

a big chunk of inspiration for it was the concept of Peter seeing so much like. peace and community and what have you in this idea of the church involvement that he so desperately wants to be a part of, played against Jason's so desperately wanting to get out of it. if you see the vision.

just because [i’m] pretty

Over the years Ivy Robinson had been called a lot of things. Cutie, Angel, Pretty Baby, Slut, Whore, Bitch. Mostly she tried not to hold onto them too tight, not to think too deeply about how they felt in her mouth as she studied herself in the mirror. But occasionally something would stick. She just hadn't expected that something to be 'boyish'.

gay trans man ivy <3

a lot of times he is trying to explore/come to terms with himself through his art

although his romantic + sexual attraction to boys is obviously a cornerstone of his identity there'd also be largely platonic [& antagonistic & familial] relationship focuses

touch tank

A dramatic part of Peter wanted to let himself be bitter and jaded about his parents divorce, like every other seventeen-year-old main character. But the more sensible part of him knew that was unfair, and unrealistic - especially when it had led him to some of the prettiest, most interesting boys he had ever met.

good catholics <3 [my matt/peter/jason triad]

merfolk au! wherein jason is merfolk at the other two are not

set in a cliche small costal town , lots of cute vibes + also costal weather, because i love the rain

silly little subplots involving the other characters occur around the main story as well

[not-a-birb]

i’m YEARNING i’m PINING i’m thinking of the HAND FLEX in pride and prejudice (2005)

[httpshujii]

so like-

i changed my helix piercing for the first time yesterday into a hoop earring.

and ow.

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

Honestly i love Celia & Conficcares dynamic because like... we said it was us against the world, two under dogs in a perpetual rat race, we swore to climb up together that no matter who favored or lead us we would remember who we started at the bottom with. other people can say they love us but only we can trust each other because only we have no reason to lie to each other. blood brothers till the end.

and then Celia became the front runner in the race, then Celia became the top dog, Celia climbed up the ladder as other fell to their deaths, and hes still at the fucking bottom. she can throw down a rope to him, but he doesn't want her pity, he wanted to climb together. he doesn't want a leader he wants a friend, and before he can do anything his best friend and supposedly forever ally looks like someone who hurts him, who he cant trust. because she has to be a leader and worry and so she lies to him, she doesn't trust him with her secrets anymore, because shes got bigger things to worry about, because when your at the bottom your vision is so narrow, and hes been left behind with who she used to be.

He knows Tesoro, knows Elena, two leaders, two people who fought their way to the top- but they started half way, they didnt linger at the bottom, propelled by skill or infamy into the upper battles. He knows he cant trust them, he knows they lie to him and hes accepted that, thats just who they are and the burden of their position. in their world, your either a leader or a follower, your rarely get to change. Celia was an anomaly, so settled into being a grunt, a follower- and yet she became a leader- and as petty as the thought is, betrayed their bond as underdogs.

Celia started just like him, but now shes so much more, having gone somewhere he cant follow, carrying a weight he cant lift. Conficcare, of all of them, mourns who Celia used to be the most, and hates her all the more for it, for leaving him behind with the ghost of who she used to be as his only company for him in his weakness.

[heavenfelled]

@softwingedd / aziraphale : cont. from here !

𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒 - 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐓𝐋𝐄, but it's force reached his eyes. the skin crinkled about the edges of that serpent's gaze, glinting with some spark of joy brought to life. ' trick you? nothing of the sort, i'm afraid. perhaps tempt would more appropriate ... ' a joke nestled in truth, or vice versa. their fingertips met and something LONG BURIED stirred awake between his ribs. ' i just thought - well, where's the harm in trying something new after 6000 years? '

they drew aziraphale in, brought flush together as a hand came to rest at the small of the angel's back. the other hand shifted, fingers threading with those of his friend. ' how's that? '

[malachitezmeyka]

Idk why I thought the new year would suddenly bring immense change to me as a person, it was such a childish belief, I can’t believe I let myself fall for it. The years go by but I remain the messed up anxious wreck who starts crying the second she’s left alone with her thoughts. The new year won’t change anything, nothing will

[cheaploafs]

we love a good self care day

[ghost-proofbaby]

just read hr16 & OMG i’m crying & throwing up. the progress my babies are making??? i’m so proud of themmm🥹🥹🥹🥹 the hand holding? the promise of honestly forever? the stamp of officially being ‘friends’? eddie holding his breath when she grabbed his arm? the little smitten smiles? they’re so in love😩😩😩

ngl when i wrote him holding his breath when she grabbed his arms…. i was yearning, folks

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[homoerectusindeed]

i feel like snapping my phone in half would heal me

[fettery-fetterie]

Like I doubt peka experienced physical touch outside being changed. Which like yeah fair whatever

Do you think he'd be aware of the times other people touch him. Do you think he'd wonder "wait so do people just like. Touch? No reason behind they just do?" And everyone else goes "kinda yeah, you just don't overdue it"

He'd feel like. The make-fun-of cheek boops, the hands in his shoulders, the pick your noses, the wink wink nudge nudges, the messing with his hair (he has none but that didn't stop anyone)

How would he feel about the warmth of his own touch, one seemingly unaffected by the burden of the past

How would he feel about the touch of the guide - his guide, the glimpse of light he needed most

How would he feel over touch. Both standard and intimate

Like cmonnnnnnnnnmmn surely he'd feel a lot

[pureconancommentary]

He is helping you make an argument that Yoko isn't the only one with keys, maybe stop getting annoyed just because the child dares to speak at the crime scene, gd.