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densofyarrow · 6 months
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Yeah, thought this was going to be fun and cute at first, but after the insults and all the random blocking by so many people - I think I'm just going to avoid the upcoming polls involved. "Just live and let live."
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Josh Washington x Chris Hartley (Climbing Class)
1. they're so iconic, so cute, so tragic. just the true otp
Laura Kearney x Travis Hackett (Hackearney)
1. they have a cool dynamic. they could be a battle couple!
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densofyarrow · 7 months
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Please don’t let fandom ruin something you love. Walk away and unfollow the fans and enjoy the thing by yourself, or find a limited circle of people who ignore the discourse, or get your irl friends into the thing and collectively ignore the Internet community, or blacklist from here to the moon if you need to and only ever scroll through your rarepair ship’s tag on AO3. But don’t let fandom distort a show or a movie or a book or a comic you used to love so badly that you can’t enjoy the original anymore. Please. It isn’t worth it.
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densofyarrow · 7 months
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Someone posted this on twitter
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densofyarrow · 7 months
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Showing this off because it made my night 🤩
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densofyarrow · 8 months
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🍸 A Drink With Death
by Anonymous
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⚜ [Travis Hackett/Laura Kearney] [Mafia AU] [Alternate Universe - 1920s] [Helpless damsel] [dominant Travis] [Alcohol] [Alternate Universe - Prohibition Era] ⚜
» Laura, An aspiring nurse from the 1920's finds herself at the wrong place at the wrong time. She unwittingly stumbles upon the inner workings of a local mafia group as her life spirals. Stuck between her dreams and the underground life of illicit activities, she must carve her way out or be pulled more towards the depths of the Underworld.
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I am completely in love with the story that was written for me as part of the Hackearney Fic Exchange 2023! I'm so impressed with what was created out of my prompt and I am looking forward to the author's reveal so I can properly thank the so far anonymous writer.
(For this post, I stole the banner and divider from the author's AO3 fic without asking for permission bc lol author is unknown. I hope that is okay! 🌚)
➡ [Read now on A03]
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densofyarrow · 8 months
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Photo edit for my exchange, had a blast!
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densofyarrow · 8 months
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🍸 A Drink With Death
by Anonymous
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⚜ [Travis Hackett/Laura Kearney] [Mafia AU] [Alternate Universe - 1920s] [Helpless damsel] [dominant Travis] [Alcohol] [Alternate Universe - Prohibition Era] ⚜
» Laura, An aspiring nurse from the 1920's finds herself at the wrong place at the wrong time. She unwittingly stumbles upon the inner workings of a local mafia group as her life spirals. Stuck between her dreams and the underground life of illicit activities, she must carve her way out or be pulled more towards the depths of the Underworld.
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I am completely in love with the story that was written for me as part of the Hackearney Fic Exchange 2023! I'm so impressed with what was created out of my prompt and I am looking forward to the author's reveal so I can properly thank the so far anonymous writer.
(For this post, I stole the banner and divider from the author's AO3 fic without asking for permission bc lol author is unknown. I hope that is okay! 🌚)
➡ [Read now on A03]
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densofyarrow · 9 months
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Again, Laura frowns. She was hoping he'd relaxed his suspicion around her enough to walk her out without handcuffs.
She's tired of being treated like a captive.
Her hands thread through the bar slot, extending for him to restrain. He makes quick work, locking them in place around her wrists. Contact was breif and fleeting, but she found herself missing the heat of his touch as soon as he withdrew it.
Her cuffed hands draw back to herself, a mindless thumb circling where she was touched.
She was tired of feeling isolated as well.
His next question throws her off again. Her cuffed hands reach up to scratch the side of her face, not sure how to answer him. "Mutation is always possible, happens all the time."
She slowly walks to the door of the cell, eyes not leaving his frame. She didn't know what to think of him having this conversation with her.
@densofyarrow from here.
It was honestly amazing how fast this young woman before him could increase his blood pressure. He'd responded to overdoses, suicides, and broken up more than his fair share of bar brawls. Her? She tested his damned patience like no one and nothing before.
Before he can tell her just what she can do, she lists off a number of things not currently relevant to her situation. That blood pressure continues to climb. It causes him to grit his jaw tightly, the pressure making his jaw pop audibly.
When she suggests something actually plausible, he gives a slight shake of his head. "There ain't no way in Hell I'm giving you a portable camp stove." He let the sentence hang for a moment. "But maybe I can," he glances down at the tray with the messy sandwiches on it, "change up the menu."
She didn't know, after all, that this was coming right out of his pocket. No taxpayers were funding these meals. Money was tight at home, but . . . he could think of something. Cut back on his own dining out . . . show up for dinner at home more.
The thought made him uneasy. One of the perks of earning his own income, a decent income as far as he was concerned, was the ability to use it to put some space between himself and his family. Space was good when you had a mother like Constance Hackett.
As the gears in his mind worked, he ran his tongue along his bottom lip in thought. Decision made, he straightened and pulled out his notebook and pencil. Tapping the tip to his tongue, he pressed it to the paper.
"Any allergies I should know about?" he asked, loud enough for Brinly to hear, too.
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densofyarrow · 9 months
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A scene from a role play @sheriff-t-money and I have done. It's been a real treat to wake up and write snippets with you, starts my day off with a smile 🥰
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densofyarrow · 9 months
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densofyarrow · 9 months
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make 'em swoon
eyes meeting from across the room
reaching out, grabbing their hand
a subtle wink
licking their lips
a hug that gets deeper
"hi" *raspy voice*
falling asleep on each other
coming back for another kiss
pressing their foreheads together
smile that makes their eyes soften
brushing away their hair
putting their hand on the other's neck
holding them close by their hips
pulling them on their lap
smirking in a way that suggests more
drawing with their fingertips on their skin
hugging them from behind
a kiss pressed to the neck
lips brushing against their ear
whispering to them like they're alone in the world
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densofyarrow · 11 months
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Thank you @case-of-bears for the in-game screenshot I manipulated!
A scene from the latest chapter of Hang me by the bars!
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densofyarrow · 11 months
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densofyarrow · 11 months
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Well ted, I'm sad that you're leaving twitter but I'm glad you're not leaving the internet completely. It was fun poking at you in comments with other fans.
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densofyarrow · 11 months
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Yes Ma'am (10553 words) by Pervy_writing Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Quarry (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Travis Hackett/Laura Kearney, Travis Hackett & Laura Kearney Characters: Travis Hackett, Laura Kearney Additional Tags: Female Domination, abusive feet, aggressive kink Summary: Laura enters the cell with two strides, gun pointed barrel aimed at him “On your knees.” Her order is simple, yet his mind does not process her demand properly. It takes him a moment of staring at her in another moronic stupor before he finds one word. “What?” It’s simple, and he did hear her properly. His mind, however, had to double check his ears. As if his own body was playing a game of telephone. His brain rejected the simple order Laura had just barked at him. “Did I stutter? I said. On. Your. Knees.” Her words sound agitated. Already, she was losing patience with him. Her good eye was piercing him, daring him to defy her.
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densofyarrow · 1 year
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I feel targeted.
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densofyarrow · 1 year
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