#wbg 117

[ty-bayonet-betteridge]

if I had a nickel for every podcast where somebody fell so madly in gay love they decided the only option was to stab themself in the eye I'd have two nickels

[felixcosm]

for the Fanfic Work-In-Progress Guessing Game

“the” (bc I’m evil) and

“cowboy” (bc I’m curious)

Send me a word, any word, and if it’s in my WIP document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence or line it appears in.

The nauseous feeling of time travel subsided and Sly lands in the safehouse, two feet planted on the ground. The world spins and he falls forward, landing on his knees instead. His legs are too shaky to stay upright. The adrenaline is still surging through his veins, red hot like boiling water, but once it fades he knows he's going to be in extreme agony.

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He was examining himself in the mirror, making a face at his reflection. Early twenties, the beginnings of a bushy beard, long hair and an unenthused expression. No, cowboys were DEFINITELY not his thing.