#we will seeeeeee

[paradoxlemonade]

Goal for 2025: I will finish that WIP or so help me god

[rottenapplefae]

not entirely finished with this yet but I wanted to post something for halloween so here’s a sneak peek of vampire jade and werecat kit >:3

[astrobei]

2000s byler au that plays out pretty much exactly like the show except when will moves to california after the rain fight mike listens to i miss you by blink 182 on repeat for the entirety of those six months

[lucydoodlessometimes]

so... child soldiers, huh?

[doodleimprovement]

Partners In Crime

Chapter 1: Twilight Zone

Circumstance has never been kind to Stanley Pines - when had it ever? But when he gets in over his head yet again, and nearly bleeds out his stitches in a dank alleyway in some shit-hole city in Texas, he wasn't expecting help to come in the form of a nurse from his home state with a similarly shitty situation on her hands. Maybe they can help each other get the hell out of here, and maybe he can even get a friend in the process? A loser like him can only hope...

Probably the weirdest and also most traditionally mature fic I've ever written/am writing. Will be slow to post but I hope Ya'll like it!

Also had fun making up a fake cheesy 80s movie poster for it lol

[quietbreeze97]

I'm not the only one who predicts/hopes that Charlie will intervene in Alastor and Vox's feud in season 2, and try to convince them to be friends again when she finds out about their history... right?

[7lizardsinacoat]

wip! this time with more 100% more aabria

[greyias]

My honor mode run has (surprisingly) not ended! Somehow my sparkly pretty bard girl is still alive! She survived the fight outside the grove, the skellie bellie fight to grab Withers (and successfully respec the party to my insane 3 rangers 1 bard setup), and they even got through the harpy fight and saved our little aspiring adventurer at the beach! I dipped my girl into one level of Wild Magic sorcerer, because quite frankly, things aren't blowing up enough on her to match her ttrpg counterpart.

Which is good because the Tides of Chaos is the only thing that saved Arabella (because no save scumming while Honor Mode is active! It's harrowing)

They've also broken all of their thieves toolkits on various crates around the grove to try and get enough money to fund all of the arrows for the rangers' quivers, so... that's about accurate.

We're about to now go back to Wither's house to help him deal with his bandit problem. Pray for us.

[thoughts-and-vibes]

a girl said she wants to get to know me but in a gay way

what even is life

[withacapitalp]

Dear You Pt 3

Part One Part Two

Due to the AI changes on Tumblr I will only be posting snippets here read the whole thing on ao3! Thank you to @hbyrde36 for betaing and thank you to @nostalgicbones for being the coolest muse everrrr

“And anytime I reminded her that I have to worry about more than myself, she acted like I wanted her to feel sorry for me, when that was never what I wanted. Ever.”

How many times had Eddie felt that exact way? At every cashier that watched with pity as he counted out his change exactly at the checkout, with every advance he had ever asked for at Thatchers, pretty much anytime someone looked at him that wasn’t a member of Hellfire. 

“Eddie?”

“It was just this huge… relief. Like I could finally stop pretending to be something I wasn’t.”

It was so easy to pretend. Put on a big show, make people think that was who you were, and no one really looked any deeper. Jonathan had been talking about when he was alone with Nancy, but that was just the way the world worked, wasn’t it? You pretended, and you hoped it was enough to get through the day. 

“Eeeeeeddie?”

“You shouldn’t change. You’re fine the way you are,” 

Was he? Was he really? 

What made Jonathan so sure of that?

“Eddie!”

Gareth's shout combined with Jeff’s fingers snapping in front of his face was enough to drag Eddie out of his thoughts, forcing him back into the present moment. The loud chatter of the cafeteria slid back into focus, but the lingering sound of Jonathan's voice in his head did not fade. Eddie shook his head roughly, hair flying as he tried to force away the conversation that had been haunting him for the last two days. 

No luck. For some reason he was still stuck, still hearing it. 

“You’ve been good for him.” 

Read the rest here!

[mirrortouchedsea]

Day 2

Madara couldn’t sleep. Leo had fallen asleep soon after they finished cleaning up, clinging to Madara’s arm as if he’d disappear when the sun came up. Maybe he was right. Madara sat up and gently pulled Leo off his arm. He walked over to the bathroom and shut the door before turning on the light. 

He was blinded by the sudden brightness but it did nothing to chase away the thoughts racing through his head. Failure. Dangerous. Cold. How could someone like Leo… He turned on the sink and splashed water on his face. The cold water shocked him awake but it cleared his mind for the time being. It was always the same after a night with Leo, no matter what they did Madara would be bogged down by his thoughts. He was putting Leo in danger by being so close to him. He couldn’t help but chase that warmth. 

The scars that littered his body were some of Leo’s favorite things, his fingers would idly trace over them when they were alone together. Madara had grown used to them, having a more ambivalent relationship with them now than he used to at least. The water was still running. 

The door opened. Someone’s hands covered his and shut the water off. They wrapped their arms around him and nuzzled into his back. It was Leo, tracing lazy music notes over Madara’s stomach, asking him to come back to bed. Madara turned off the lights. Leo untangled himself from Madara and he missed the warmth immediately. 

Madara knew that Leo chose to be with him, chose to take that risk because he cared about him. The quiet affirmations from him said as much, the way his hands would ease the tension from Madara’s back, his voice brought him back to his senses after a long day. Madara would protect that light no matter what, but that light wanted to protect him too. 

They got back into bed, Madara allowing Leo to pull him into his chest, caressing his hair and whispering sweet nothings into his ear. 

[teamstewy]

going to ireland next year w my best friend so i can have my own wattpad story w paul mescal

[iron-bullogna]

haven't been documenting our multiplayer but we made it to act III and drako lost his shit over the emperor yelling at him after he tried to "detect thoughts"

[stevie-petey]

It's been so long since a series has captivated me like this, you're seriously the best! I can't wait to see what all you have next, and I love the way you write Steve having such a soft spot for bug ( even if he doesn't admit it). I'm so curious on what bugs reaction will be when she finds out about Jonathan and Nancy.

Will Jonathan feel guilty and lash out like last time? Or will it just be awkward between the two for a minute? What if bug just hid how hurt she feels and acts nonchalant and Jonathan kinda feels hurt( not sure it's the word I wanna use but still) that she didn't really react? Like he just feels weird, happy to be with Nancy, yet upset about bug? I can't really articulate what I mean but I really think Jonathan would feel upset at the loss of the connection he had with bug.

Also will Steve be upset with bug? Like bug knew they left together and didn't tell him, then his girlfriend ends up cheating on him. He'd just be confused and hurt, he'd feel so alone maybe bug could help with that?

Again love the chapter and you!!❤️

i cant say too much but i will def touch on a lot of what u said !! gotta be vague for now, but a lot of conversations will happen later between everyone and for once theyll finally have to really listen and understand <3

[emmyrosee]

I have some things in the queue but… one of them is a COMPLETE cute aggression piece with kiyoomi and I’m terrified to post it 😬😬😬

[hamadynes]

Ugggghhghgh my brain has now forced me into thinking about Alfred’s last day being lovely and peaceful after a good, long, happy life. His friends and family are there and he’s content.

Then Alear uses the time crystal to relive their last day together again… and again. And again. And again.

Alfred figures out what’s going on eventually, laughs a little and laments he can’t retain memories from when Alear rewinds time cause he’s sure “they must’ve been real swell. Shame about the weather though. What with the rain and all. Would’ve preferred to get some sun and a last jog, but then again, I got more time than I expected anyhoo, so I guess I can’t be choosy.”

Alear laughs then cries then sobs and Alfred cups Alear’s vice grip on the time crystal, rubbing gently at pale knuckles.

“Hey. Could you maybe, promise me something? I… really don’t want you going back again. Not that I’m not flattered, but I’m a little jealous you get to have so many more memories of us than I do, y’know?”

Alear grips harder, sobs louder, quakes.

“Hmm, well, I guess I wouldn’t know anyway huh? Even if you did promise, I wouldn’t remember…” And Alfred smiles, raising a hand to stroke through blue and red hair. “You’re too good of a person for that though.” And then, unrepentant, “Sorry.”

They stay like that for a long time. At some point, Alfred snatches the embroidery from where it’s sat for years and slowly, gently exchanges the time crystal for it. There’s only slight resistance and he tucks the crystal away out of sight.

Once Alear is all cried out, Alfred coaxes them up and they spend the rest of the day together. Alfred finds precious little joys, as is his talent. They return to Firene and Alfred hugs his sister and Céline knows. She squeezes him until Alfred can’t breathe and a little longer then wishes them a good night.

Alfred chatters at Alear for as long as he’s able. Plays his flute until exhaustion wins out and Alear drifts off. Alfred holds them, watches, memorizes, cries a little but no one has to know.

It is as it was the first time. Breathing gets slow and hard, vision becomes fuzzy, so so many loved ones rush to his side and he is filled with joy.

Alear holds his hand.

After all is said and done, Alear pushes the time crystal into Veyle’s hands. When she questions why, Alear just smiles. “I made a promise... but I don’t think I can keep it on my own.”