#this fic series is so so good guys

[pencilofawesomeness]

No one had said anything, because no one had been there but Suguru when Satoru had swayed nearly to his feet and then frozen, straightening back up in a way that didn’t allow for gravity, looking up to the sky like he’d never seen it before. It had almost been a relief to carry his unconscious body to the infirmary, because he hadn’t been conscious to fall to his knees again looking like he’d seen hell itself. 

—Achilles Come Down, Chapter 3, by HotCocoaaa ( @biscaani )

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...my hand slipped again guys. I love this song and I loved this imagery.

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“Oh, your love is sunlight”

—Hozier, Sunlight

[benevolenterrancy]

Swords pining for each other's cultivator is my new favorite type of pining. Love your NieYao content! <3

I don't suppose we could get Baxia or Hensheng throwing a tantrum while Jin Guangyao / Nie Mingjue are away, leaving their owners to deal with the embarrassing aftermath?

Also, do you have any recs you'd recommend with these two?

this is the exact moment Nie Huaisang realised he was going to have to start meddling in his big brother's love life (con't: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)

Hensheng, on the other hand, doesn't throw tantrums but WILL sulk...

[leclerity]

you kiss him first

Charles Leclerc x Former Childhood Friend!Reader count: 1.1k words summary: Charles and you talk about the reasons why you haven't seen each other in ten years... and there may have been some miscommunications all this time. a/n: another angsty one, with another happy ending, as always - thank you for all the support on the fics so far!

The Monaco air is crisp as you step out of the door, leaving the laughter of your parents and family friends behind. You note you forgot how warm Monaco can be, even in the evenings, and Charles Leclerc laughs, reminding you that you’ve been away for too long.

Certainly long enough for childhood friends to become distant acquaintances, at best.

“It’s weird to think we used to play around these streets,” you say. “We were so stupid. It was dangerous!”

“Well, we were kids.” Charles shrugs. “We thought we knew best.”

He leads you away from his parents’—now mother’s—house and after a moment, you recognise the route as your old path up the hills, to the best vantage points the city could offer. You climb with the expertise of someone whose feet have wandered up the trails a million times before, even if it’s been a decade since the last time.

“I always thought we might get hit by a car someday, but I didn’t care,” you say. “And look at you now, driving cars for a living.”

“Means I get hit by more often than an average person. So, you were right.”

“Right. Just like always.”

“Yeah. You were always right, you know.”

Something about the way he says it, looking at the hill beneath his feet instead of you, sends shivers down your spine.

The further outside the city you go, the quieter it gets. Dozens of memories fly past your eyes, all of the same hike, with the same person by your side, only a child, a teenager.

“What was I right about?”

Charles doesn’t look at you, nor does he answer. You keep hiking in silence and you find yourself getting antsy, fidgeting with a loose string hanging off your t-shirt.

When you get to the top, it’s peaceful. It always has been. You see the whole city from here, all of the lights shining brighter as the sun sets in the distance, and you can’t help but wonder – what went wrong?

So you ask.

He laughs, but it’s nervous. When you look at him, his white shirt sleeves are rolled up to the elbows and the khaki shorts look too expensive against the dirty ground. He’s still got the same pretty face, the dimples in his smile, but he’s a far cry from the boy you grew up with.

“I don’t see the point in talking about it now,” he says.

“If not now, when? It’s been ten years already.”

“Never,” he says. “If I can choose.”

You turn to face him, the sights of Monaco be damned. “Why? We were good, Charles. I was supporting you with your karting, you were supporting me with all the hobbies I ever did…”

“We were good,” he agrees, but it’s almost sad. As if there’s no way back. As if whatever happened, it’s irreversible.

“No, you don’t get to just up and decide you’re never going to speak to your best friend again. You just… You don’t get to do that!”

“You’re right,” he says, nodding. “You’re right.”

“So what’s the issue?! I mean, I thought you were going to be by my side at the altar someday!”

Charles shakes his head, chuckling again, but you can see the watery reflection in his eyes. He doesn’t look at you, and for a moment you wonder what was it that you said that was enough to make him cry, and…

“That was the issue,” Charles says, softly. “I’d be by your side.”

You feel yourself frown. “Isn’t that the whole point?”

“No. It’s not.” He looks at you and you finally see the tears, the redness of his cheeks, and the emotion he’d been restraining for who knows how long. “I didn’t want to be by your side.”

“Oh.”

“Y/N—”

“No. It’s okay. I get it.”

You move a little further from him, pretending your heart hadn’t just been stabbed, but he scoots right back next to you.

“Y/N, let me finish.” When you don’t say anything, he adds, “I wanted to stand opposite of you. That was the issue.”

“Opposite of—oh.”

The past rewrites itself in your head, all those little moments that ever confused you suddenly being crystal clear. You see all the hints you missed or saw and ignored – the refusals to talk about your crushes, the distancing that began when you got into your first relationship, even though it lasted not even two weeks…

And the absence of contact when your family moved away.

“Charles,” you say. “What are you—I don’t understand—”

“You didn’t see me the way I saw you,” he says, “and I couldn’t take it anymore.”

And—in a moment of unprecedented courage—you look him straight in the eyes. “Who says I didn’t?”

A look flashes over your face that tells you he’s experiencing a rewriting of the same kind you experienced moments ago. The moments when you held his hand for a little too long as a kid, when you cheered him on the track even when you were supposed to be on a date, when you listened to him vent about his brothers. You know these moments – and you hope that now, he can see them for what they were, too.

You put a hand on his cheek. He leans into it immediately, as if coming home.

“You know,” you whisper, “I don’t think there’s a moment of my life I didn’t love you. Even the past ten years… All I could do was miss you.”

“Me, too,” he says. “I hated myself for staying away, but I had to. I thought I had to.”

“If you just asked…”

He laughs, again, and it’s nervous all the same – but his hand is on your knee and he’s leaning in, and the air between you is charged. “Asked what? ‘Hey, Y/N, how’s your day? Also, do you happen to be in love with me, too?’ Is that what I should’ve asked?”

“Yes. And I would’ve said yes.”

He sighs; his eyes drop to your lips. “You’re telling me I wasted ten years because I was afraid?”

“Both of us were.”

“So, now…”

You become acutely aware of the distance between the two of you – all it would take is to lean in, ever so slightly, and the friendship barrier would be crossed. As if it hadn’t been crossed all those years ago, before you even knew what love or friendship were.

You smile. “Now you kiss me.”

“Tempting,” he says. “There’s one problem, though.”

“There is?”

Charles’s smile mirrors yours, wide and delighted. “I’m afraid if I kiss you, I won’t be able to stop.”

“Then don’t,” you say, and you kiss him first.

[alienfailboy]

you know the fanship is good when you can't tell if the screen shot is edited

[tisajest]

Guaranteed way to get me to enter a new fandom/check out a new series:

read a really good crossover fic

[fangirl-docintraining]

Self promoting some more! Also yall please talk to me in my asks I love head cannons and just general thoughts about these boys!

[nostalgia-tblr]

I watched Avengers: Age of Ultron (apart from I skipped some overly long action sequences) and I am not sure so can someone tell me whether or not Tony Stark was the baddy in that film? Because about halfway through I was sure he was but then it was maybe just an evil robot after all and I am confused because either this film was surprisingly subversive or it was about robots hitting each other.

[camellcat]

was watchin ats s2 finale last night with a friend, and I just couldn't stop thinking about feral spike aus lol. are there any good angel ones as well? I don't know if I'll particularly care to read them since I've never tried out an angel-centric fic, but I'm curious nonetheless

[trickarrowsandbatarangs]

IT’S HERE!!

IT LOOKS SO GOOD!!!

I have been reading this comic week to week for like a year and a half and I am beyond pumped to finally be able to own it in physical form!!

[benevolenterrancy]

Hii. It's been so long since I've opened Tumblr that I didn't even know you posted MDZS fanart. And let me say, I love it! I originally followed you because of your Cybersix fanart, and I love that now you also draw MDZS. Could you maybe draw Adrian/Cybersix and Lucas making googly eyes at each other? There are not enough Cybersix enjoyers in the world, and even less artists that have watched it. Love youu

adrian and lucas unknowingly fuel a not insignificant part of the school rumour mill

(and tell me about it, i wish more people understood why they should love this series T0T if the comic wasn't absolutely intolerable we'd be unstoppable!!)

[s1llycilantro]

you guys will NOT believe who sat down and finally watched hermitcraft

[msmoon-and-the-cyberdemon]

Ough.

Go read this beautiful Gavril fic by @nebulous-nevermore right here! -> Here!

Once again, Gavril belongs to @partuulla :)

[garoujo]

hiiii guys ! as we all know i’m totes back to terrorise my super cute followers again (ó ꒳ ò✿) but because i’ll be in japan this month ,, i decided to be super organised + pre-write some posts to queue for the next few weeks so that i’m not starving you all again as soon as i’m back <333

spoilers for what’s being posted the next few weeks below cut (these will all be posted and pre written + anything else i get finished will be posted in addition to these) :

MONDAY 25TH SEP — FUSHIGURO MEGUMI NSFW!

WEDNESDAY 27TH SEP — GOJO SATORU SFW!

THURSDAY 28TH SEP — FUSHIGURO TOJI 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN CHAPTER!

MONDAY 2ND OCT — CHILDE NSFW!

WEDNESDAY 4TH OCT — GOJO SATORU NSFW!

EMMIE IS IN JAPAN BUT THE FOLLOWING POSTS WILL BE QUEUED & ILL STILL BE IN & OUT WITH UPDATES:

FRIDAY 6TH OCT — NAGI SEISHIRO SFW!

MONDAY 9TH OCT — NANAMI KENTO 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN CHAPTER!

WEDNESDAY 11TH OCT — WRIOTHESLEY NSFW! + BONUS 7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN CHAPTERS REVEALED!

FRIDAY 13TH OCT — GOJO SATORU SFW!

MONDAY 16TH OCT — NEUVILLETTE NSFW!

WEDNESDAY 18TH OCT — GOJO SATORU SFW!

FRIDAY 20TH OCT — JJK HEADCANONS NSFW!

EMMIE IS HOME FROM JAPAN + WILL CONTINUE WORKING ON BONUS 7MIH CHAPTERS!

since i’ll have a lot of free times since i’ve been trying to keep organised (+ i have a 12 hour flight to amuse myself). i may post a few extra things here + there if random motivation strikes me or you guys send anything in like thirsts / prompts! so yeah ,, hoping u guys will enjoy the upcoming stuff <333

[total-ecclipse]

Wine (Ext. ending)

An extension of the “Wine” ending of the BUBO prologue.

Aku opens the freezer—And has to deal with the fallout.

{Spoilers for the BUBO prologue await you in the link���Go play the game first! (Or at least watch a playthrough!)}

Read it on AO3 -> Here!

The Bubo series belongs to @partuulla, as always. Enjoy!

[sailorgrams]

So what's Aiden's story in Skyrim?? I've seen him reblogged on Dynamite's page and I'm curious!

Oh my goodness let's see what all I can remember hahaha!

Aiden Brighthollow is one of the younger sons in a family of minor nobility in Highrock... (I don't know a lot about breton specific lore so I don't have any of that mapped out-)

His family tends to gain strong control of magika, so he has had many MANY tutors attempt to teach him spellcasting over the years. Unfortunately, the only magical art he has any talent with is Enchanting, so he hasn't lived up to his family's high standards.

In an attempt to broaden his learning experience (and to get away from the pressure to be a good mage) Aiden came to Skyrim to apply at the College of Winterhold! He may not be able to cast spells, but he is unmatched when it comes to staff crafting, so he carries a bunch of them for selling and using! This does mean he is lousy at combat, however, so he has been gathering allies and hirelings to protect him as he travels.

Hmmm what else... he's particularly short, even for a breton! I even used the console to shrink his model a bit

I have plans for him to accidentally contract sanguinare vampiris during a scrap with some vamps in a cave! He is so afraid of how the others will react, that he doesn't mention feeling ill until it's too late and he turns. (He had hoped to simply find a Shrine and get some healing before they noticed)

He'd HATE being a vampire, due to his timid and passive disposition, and would be so sure his companions would kill him or abandon him rather than get him a cure

Mr Anxiety Indeed

[marsbotz]

i ship inhun in a way that differwnt and more swagful than anyone else btw.