#day twenty four

[falsettoseveryday]

i can't eat breakfast

i barely tie my shoooooe

#falsettoseveryday #falsettos #marvin falsettos #whizzvin #day twenty four

[nerdieforpedro]

Day Twenty Four - Flower Crown

Word Count: 384

Warnings: All cowboy fluff

Notes: I wanted to bring Whiskey and his love back. Since the proposal went a little sideways, we’ll see how the wedding goes.

Main Masterlist / March Spring Prompts 2024 /Writing Challenges

The proposal hasn’t gone as he’s hoped. Jack had wanted it to be perfect and not have chatter of steaks and flowers. But he had the answer he’d hoped for six months ago of a yes from you. Since then, it’s been planning, shopping, fittings, tastings and a few choice discussions of differing opinions led to a smaller wedding with close family on your side and a few colleagues that Jack considered family on his.

The two of you agreed that your wedding would take place on the ranch on a clear patch of land where tables, chairs and such could be set up.

Today was the day. Jack had his head held high in a white suit, complete with a gold belt buckle on a leather belt, deep brown boots to match his belt and a white ten gallon hat he bought to go with his suit. He stood next to the minister, giddy as a pig rolling in some cool mud on a hot summer day. All of Jack’s pearly whites were on full display as the music started up, everyone standing and he looked up at the end of the red runner leading to the altar.

He saw the vision that is you, his partner, his other half, walking down the isle with a crown of daisies, pips and lilies. It looked like the flower girls (from Eggsy and his princess) had tried to assist with your makeup and your cheeks were as red as the roses on your head. Jack laughed that it was still perfect because he knew you loved spending time with those little gremlins as their favorite person.

Holding hands, the minister read over the usual speech and you both did your vows, sealing the start of your married life with a kiss. Jack picked you up and carried you over the threshold to the reception area and started the party off with a lime dance.

A flourish of giggles takes place as Eggsy falls trying to do the steps and Ginger steals you away for a quick two-step dance. Jack watches you dance with her and Galahad places a hand on his shoulder, nodding. Daniels had made sure to hold onto his reason to come home this time. He even put a ring on them.

#pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #jack daniels #agent whiskey #agent whiskey x reader #jack daniels x reader #day twenty four #flower crown #Nerdie’s writing

[fanfictasia]

Angstpril Day 24

The Ghost Of You

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from The Sith Strike Back

“Are you okay?” Ahsoka queries, crouching in front of him.

Vader blinks, the question catching him by surprise.

“You keep acting… I don’t know. Weird. And it’s weird enough I was able to beat you.”

“It has been a long time since I last saw you,” he replies quietly.

“What happened to me? After – after this?”

“I – I do not know. I found your lightsaber not long after everything fell and I knew you survived but I do not know where you went.”

“We never saw each other again?” Ahsoka asks, biting her lip. He can see the lingering anxiety there and he can sense her longing. She misses him, what he was, but that’s not who he is anymore. He can’t be her Anakin.

“Only once. It did not end well.”

“What do you mean?”

“We fought.” For a moment, he’s half expecting to see the older her instead of the young one. He wants to hear what she has to say about it, to talk to her again, but this isn’t his her. Even if this is really the ‘her’ he remembers. It feels like he’s looking at a ghost.

Ahsoka’s eyes widen, something like horror flickering through her gaze. “I – I can’t imagine that. I mean if you were a Sith – I don’t know. I can’t believe this is the future.”

He’d say that too if he hadn’t been living in it for two decades. “You had reason to be angry,” he tells her, numbly. He doesn’t know what her relationship with that other boy there was, but…

Ahsoka leans forwards unexpectedly, winding her arms around him. Vader freezes only for a moment but pulls her close. She slides half into his lap and he squeezes her a little tighter. Never wants to let go. He can’t even believe what she's doing. He doesn’t even understand why. She knows that he is. But to be fair, she doesn’t know what he’s done yet.

“I missed you,” she murmurs, into his shoulder.

“I missed you too… Snips.” He ignores the way his voice is wavering as he says it.

#star wars #star wars fanfiction #fanfiction #angstpril #angstpril 2024 #angstpril day 24 #angstpril day twenty four #day 24 #day twenty four #darth vader #vader #ahsoka tano #ahsoka #vader and ahsoka #angst #family #the ghost of you

[feferi-daily]

Day twenty four!

(I'm so sorry anon, I accidentally posted this too early and now I've lost your ask D:)

Ask: What is your favourite cuttlefish? (Don't worry we won't tell the others)

W)(ale, as t)(e )(eiress, I aim to make it my duty to advocate for equality among all living creatures! T)(at being said...

I glub my silly cuttlefis)(, t)(ey are so colourful and pretty and t)(ey bring me so muc)( joy! ---Especially t)(is cuttlefis)( in particular, just look at )(er pretty colours!

#feferi daily #day twenty four #feferi peixes #feferi #feferi fanart #homestuck #homestuck feferi #homestuck fanart #feferi peixes fanart #traditional art #traditional drawing

[ivelovedhimthroughworse]

Inktober 2023

Day 24 - Shallow

When we do catch up, Baz is kneeling at the edge of the stream, a horned sheep dead in his lap, both of them blanketed in mist.

Wayward Son, Chapter 34, Rainbow Rowell.

This is the moment before Penny catches up with Baz, when the horned sheep is drinking from a shallow stream.

#inktober #inktober 2023 #day twenty four #shallow #wayward son #rainbow rowell #baz pitch #on Margaret's mountain #just a quick sketch tonight #i can't believe the white ink appeared in the photo

[draconli]

Dragon Elves Day 24: Slime

"This is my dog, Spot. See Spot flip. Good boy!"

#ink #art #sketch #illustration #oc #october prompt #october #prompt #dragon elves #original artwork #original character #day 24 #day twenty four #slime

[im-here-for-everything]

Todays reminder!

Your trauma is not invalid at all!

#daily reminder #day twenty four

[hoodies-n-cola]

@eddtober Day 24 - Reoccurring Characters

I used the Red Army prompt to draw blormas but I couldn't resist drawing these lads as well <3

#my art #eddsworld #eddtober #eddtober 2022 #day twenty four #ew paul #ew patryck

[amor-est-potestas]

Day 24: Parallel Play

Parallel play is hard.

Well, not really. I think it's awesome to sit in the same room as someone else and watch my programs, or listen to my podcasts... stuff they don't enjoy... while also enjoying their company. And I would do it all the time...

But it feels awkward.

The exact second there is anyone else around, my masking-self is on high alert. I haven't figured out how to turn that knee-jerk reaction off yet. So, that takes a toll on my brain capacity while I'm trying to relax.

Hopefully, soon I'll find a way to act my own way while my friends/family are around, without it exhausting me.

#auctober #day 24 #parallel play #autism #actually autistic #auctober 2022 #day twenty four

[kaiyonohime]

Tour de fleece day twenty four, it’s over!  I’m so proud, I kept with it and really think I started improving!  I need easier roving to draft from I think, or at least I need to really work on my drafting, but I enjoyed it.

I still have more fiber left, I didn’t run out like I thought I would, so I’m going to finish spinning the rest of that this week so I can have as much yarn as possible to work with.  I’ve got hobbit sized feet, I’m gonna need that yarn to knit even ankle socks.

#tour de fleece 2022 #day twenty four #finally technically finished #which is the best kind of finished #I'm so happy! #I'll even be able to knit something from this yarn! #yay!

[im-vin4h]

24 + 25 - recurring and background characters Oh, my girls

I wanted to combine the prompts and do Catherine (recurring) and Annya (background) with a bit of my headcanons

Annya:

Annya "Anne" Roberts

French

Heteroallied

Fun fact:She thought she had a crush on Tord but realised she just admired him and got herself a partner (guess who it is 👀).

Catherine:

Catherine Brown

English/Canadian

Lesbian

Fun fact: She was the Kim's roomate at university (that's where her suspicions began) but helped her get closer to Katya (since she found out she liked her).

Give Lore to background characters is my pasion

here a meme

(iwassolazytodrawitsorry)

#eddtober #eddtober 2022 #eddsworld #ew art #ew annya #ew catherine #ew headcanons #day twenty four #day twenty five #Ilovegiveloreandheadcanonstothecharacters

[ana-swritings]

Merry December 2022 - Day 24

Hello, lovelies. So, the next two days will be insanely busy, so I decided to just post the last two stories today. Hope everyone has an amazing holiday, filled with love and laughter. :)

Day 24 of Merry December

Prompt: White

Fandom: Chicago PD

Pairing: Hank Voight x OFC (Lilly)

Words: 1297

T.W.: N/A

Summary: A little bit of hope.

The snow falls outside the window. Little snowflakes swirl close to the glass. Chatter, laughter and music fill the air. Memories flood Hank's mind like a wave. Memories of that first Christmas out of prison. Memories of an unwanted party. Memories of a snowball fight with Erin and Justin, the only piece of normalcy that day. Memories of reconnecting with Erin and Justin after that. So much has changed since that day. He now runs the Intelligence Unit. He has a team that are the best at what they do. He has a better relationship with Erin and Justin. He's found love, something he thought he would never find.

Meeting Lilly was a fluke. She had been his nurse when he was shot, as well as Al's. It seemed that every time that someone from Intelligence got hurt, Lilly was there to help. She even stayed with Burgess while she was in the hospital after getting shot and going as far as making house calls to help her with her bandages. It didn't take long for Hank and Lilly to fall in love. They've been together for three years now and it still felt new and fresh. He loved her with all his heart and knew she felt the same.

And now, there he was. Five years after he got out and yet another Christmas party filled with detectives and a few of the Brass. Only this time he had not only Erin but Lilly by his side as well. Hank was so lost in his own mind that he didn't hear Lilly approaching. Lilly snaked her arm under his and kissed his cheek.

- "You okay, babe?" - Lilly asked him. He must have looked a tad lost, for her to be asking him that. Hank just smiled and kissed her. He couldn't believe he could be this lucky. Something was bound to go wrong, he just knew it.

- "I'm okay." - He reassured her and led her back to the crowd of people where the Mayor was trying to make everyone feel welcomed.

Across the room, Hank saw Erin in the same spot he was in five years ago, looking out the same double doors that led to the street. He could tell all she wanted was to leave. That's when he decided some memories were worth repeating. Moving across the room with Lilly by his side, he stood next to Erin.

- " Planning an escape? If so, I’m begging you to take me with you." - Erin chuckled, remembering that those were the exact same words that she had said to him all those years ago.

- "As if we could. The Chief knows better than to let us out of her sight."

- "If you remember, last time you said something like that, we were still able to escape."

- "You think you can pull that off again? Love to see you try. Only this time it would be the three of us, not just you and me." - Erin nodded towards Lilly, still holding on to his arm, looking oblivious to the conversation.

- "If we move quickly, the Chief is about to go greet some people by the bar and we'll have an opening." - Lilly said, obviously tuned in on the conversation. Apparently, she had been observing their boss and was waiting for the right moment to let them know when to escape. "That's my girl.", Hank thought, smiling at her.

Sure enough, the Chief excused herself and headed for the bar. Erin opened the doors and the three of them quickly traded the warmth of the room for the coldness of the street. Lilly shivered when the cold air collided with her skin and Hank took his jacket off, wrapping her in it, kissing her in the process. Erin wasn't feeling the cold. She must have been planning this escape since they heard about the party, because under her uniform she was clearly wearing a polar jersey.

Hank saw Erin approach Lilly and ask her if she was okay. He was always amazed at how quickly Erin welcomed Lilly into their crazy, mismatched family. They had a true sisterly bond from the moment they met. It was safe to say that Erin looked up to Lilly and Lilly felt the same about Erin. Between the two of them and Burgess, they had a bond that he was sure nothing could sever.

Lilly whispered something in Erin’s ear and next thing he knows, he’s being attacked with snowballs. The grin on each other’s face was undeniable. He quickly grabbed some snow and made two balls from it. Throwing them in quick succession, both hit his intended targets: Erin’s stomach and Lilly’s shoulder.

The girls didn’t back down. Grabbing some more snow and throwing it at him, soon enough Hank was covered in snow. They would run and hide behind the small bushes for protection, a makeshift barrier between them and Hank, in an attempt to protect themselves from him, as they ran down the street, but he was a sharpshooter, hitting them with each snowball he would throw.

Their laughter was contagious and could be heard over the street noises, overpowering the music, chatter and cars that were driving by. Hearing such laughter, people started gravitating towards their large windows and were presented with the sight of two decorated detectives, plus the oldest detective’s girlfriend, in an intense snowball fight.

Hank didn’t care that everyone was watching. He was having too much fun to bother with some disapproving looks and a few chuckles. Making a run for it, he caught Lilly in his arms. Erin was nowhere to be found. Turning her in his arms, Hank pulled her closer and kissed her. Lilly returned the kiss, her cheeks red from the cold and all the running. Breaking the kiss, he looked into her eyes and smiled fondly at the woman that stole his heart.

- “I love you so much, Lilly Richards.”

- “I love you too, Hank Voight.” – Lilly answered with a smile, before kissing him again.

A kiss that was interrupted by a snowball right in both their cheeks. They laughed wholeheartedly and Erin’s laughter joined theirs. Hank signaled to her to join them. When Erin was at arm’s reach, he pulled her close. It must have been quite the sight, all three of them, standing in the snow in a small grass covered area, hugging each other’s close, completely covered in snow. He didn’t care. He was happy.

The moment, however, was quickly interrupted by the Chief’s assistant’s voice calling out to them. Hank saw Lilly’s face reach a new level of redness and Erin rolling her eyes. Turning his head towards the man, he nodded towards him before releasing both girls from his arms. Lilly tugged at his jacket, clearly feeling embarrassed. Hank simply kissed the top of her head before taking her hand in his and taking both her and Erin back towards the house.

They all made their way back inside, unable to hide the grin on their faces. Reaching the second floor of the Mayor’s mansion, Erin took Lilly to one bathroom so they could dry off the best they could. Hank went into a different bathroom and did the same. Looking at himself in the mirror, he just stood there, thinking of how much his life had changed and how much happier he was now.

Life wasn’t always easy for him, in the more recent years, but now he had, once again, found true happiness. Happiness provided by a single person: Lilly. She made everything worthwhile. That’s when he made a decision. He wasn’t gonna lose her. He wasn’t gonna take that chance. He knew what he had to do.

Hopefully, by the end of the year, Hank Voight will no longer be single. Hopefully.

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#merry december #merry december 2022 #white #chicago pd #hank voight #ofc #hank voight x ofc #fluff #day 24 #day twenty four #ana's writings

[fanfictasia]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Bad Batch (Cartoon) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Hunter & Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), CT-9904 | Crosshair & Clone Trooper Hunter Characters: Clone Trooper Hunter (Star Wars), Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), CT-9904 | Crosshair (mentioned) Additional Tags: Hunter Needs A Hug (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Clone Trooper Hunter Gets a Hug (Star Wars), Angst, Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Family, Sibling drama, Vampire Clone Force 99 | Bad Batch, Vampires, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Blood Drinking, Vampire Hunter (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Vampire Omega (Star Wars: The Bad Batch), Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Clone Trooper Hunter Angst (Star Wars), Febuwhump, Febuwhump 2024, Prompt: Alt. "I Love You" Series: Part 9 of The Vampire (Blood) Batch

Summary:

Many things changed since losing Crosshair. Including their... species. If that's what it can be called. Hunter thought they'd be fine, but he didn't realize when Tech said they'd have a "telepathic connection" that they can all now read each other's minds.

Read on:

https://www.wattpad.com/1424360310-the-bad-batch-one-shot-collection-febuwhump-day

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/14330645/1/Febuwhump-Day-Twenty-Four-Alt-2-I-Love-You

#star wars #star wars fanfiction #fanfiction #febuwhump 2024 #febuwhump #febuwhump day twenty four #febuwhump day 24 #day 24 #day twenty four #the bad batch #hunter #omega #hunter and omega #vampires #vampire AU #vampire hunter #vampire omega #angst #hurt/comfort #family #vampire clone force 99 #i love you

[awhitehead17]

Whumptober 2022: Day 24 - Fight, Flight, or Freeze

Prompt: Blood Covered Hands 

Summary: After watching Damian almost bleed out to death, Jason is left feeling disconnected with himself. Dick follows him home to make sure he’s okay and without being asked too offers his support where he needs it.

Enjoy! :D

No matter how much he tries to remove it, the substance doesn’t leave his skin. He rubs his hands raw trying to remove the blood that coats them but it isn’t getting him anywhere.

He’s been stood at the bathroom sink for who knows how long by now and has tried everything to get the stains off his skin. He’s tried soap, hot water, cold water, disinfectant, shampoo, and yet nothing seems to be working in getting rid of the red that still covers his hands. He’s now considering to trying to use bleach, there’s a bottle of the stuff he can spot in the corner of the room, it’s very tempting.

Perhaps if he were in his right mind he would realise that his hands are in fact clean and he’s only causing his own skin to bleed now instead. However since that is not the case, he’s currently not in his right mind, all Jason can see is Damian’s blood plastered over his hands. Blood that shouldn’t be on Jason’s body, blood that should’ve remained in Damian’s body which didn’t because of poor decisions and life threatening consequences.

Damian barely made it to Leslie’s clinic. The kid had been inches away from death. Jason got an update who knows how long ago on the kid’s health and while he’s still unconscious apparently he’s going to be fine with time, Dr Tompkins stitched him together, gave him blood and ultimately saved his life. Her actions, unlike Jason’s, saved the kid’s life, all Jason did was stand around while the culprit who wounded Damian escaped.

Snarling Jason lets out a noise in frustration and slams his hands down on the side of the sink before gripping it tightly. He grits his teeth and closes his eyes as what occurred that evening replays in his mind. Damian getting shot multiple times, Jason watching it from a distance unable to prevent it from happening and then how he had to make a decision on whether to go after asshole or stay behind to put pressure on the wounds. Knowing the kid could bleed out if his wounds weren’t treated Jason stayed behind until help arrived, by that point his hands and clothes and even the floor were covered in Damian’s blood and the kid was barely breathing.

Jason went with them until Damian got taken away to be operated on and immediately left once he heard Damian was going to be okay. As soon as he got into his apartment he made way for the bathroom and started to scrub at his hands to get rid of the blood, the blood that’s gone but has left a stain behind.

“Jason.”

At the sound of his name Jason’s head snaps up and he opens his eyes to look in the mirror opposite him, in the reflection he sees Dick standing in the doorway wearing a frown and looking concerned. By the looks of it, it seems like the guy’s been standing there for a while and Jason wonders how long he had been watching him scrub uselessly at his hands.

“What you doing here Dick?” Jason asks neutrally. He would normally snap at one of bat’s randomly appearing in his home but Jason finds he just doesn’t have the energy to do so that night.

“Damian is going to be fine. Leslie is going to keep him in overnight and if it all seems okay she’s going to give the greenlight for him to be transferred back to the Manor in the morning.”

Jason pauses, of course he’s glad to hear that, however he already knew that information. It doesn’t answer his question on why Dick is here in his apartment.

“Great,” he comments blandly, “Bruce is probably thrilled with that. It doesn’t answer why you’re here though.”

Dick sighs and shakes his head. The elder walks into his bathroom and comes to stop by his side, no longer able to see him clearly in the mirror Jason is forced to turn around to face him in order to do so.

Dick seems to hesitate before answering, it also doesn’t escape Jason’s notice how his gaze lingers at his hands before flicking up to look at his face. “I wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

Jason snorts and looks back down at his red hands. “I’m not the one currently unconscious after almost bleeding out to death.”

“No. But you are the one who stopped that from happening.” Dick’s words are said with that no-nonsense tone he’s somehow picked up from Alfred. It’s infuriating because its hard to argue with that tone.

“I didn’t do much.” Jason says in the end, almost petulantly.

Dick doesn’t respond right away. Instead his brother leans over the sink and turns on the tap, he tests the waters temperature with his finger before gently gripping Jason’s hands with his own. At that point he hesitates for a moment, looking up at Jason with a questioning gaze but when Jason doesn’t react Dick continues on, he guides Jason’s hands underneath the lukewarm water and dabs at them with a clean cloth that materialized from somewhere.

That’s when it finally becomes clear in his mind that his hands are clean, the blood he had been long trying to clean off his skin was all just a figment of his imagination.

“You saved his life by putting pressure on his wounds. I know you would have wanted to go after the shooter but by staying with Damian you saved his life. You are the reason why he's survived today, he would have bled out completely before we were able to get him to the clinic.”

Dick points this out to him as he turns off the tap and moves to dry Jason’s hand with a towel. When he’s done, Jason’s hands are left red from where he viciously scrubbed at them and slightly tender to touch. Dick pulls away from him then, looking at him with a soft smile.

“It may feel like you failed today because after all Damian did get wounded and he almost died, however that didn’t happen because you were able to save his life in the end. It’s easy to say but we shouldn’t get caught up in the what if’s, that won’t do us any good. For now we rejoice in the fact Damian is okay.”

Dick’s speech leaves Jason feeling winded. He has no idea on how to respond to that. Normally he would either snap or make a comment about him being sappy, although for some reason Jason just doesn’t have it in him to do it. Jason currently feels drained and tired to the point that he doesn’t feel like himself.

Fortunately Dick seems to know that Jason needs his space in that moment, his brother steps away and starts heading out of the bathroom.

“Now I don’t know about you but I’m hungry. So you go and get changed and I’ll order us some take out.”

He’s gone before Jason could comment. Jason blinks at the empty space before shaking his head and accepting it. He knows what Dick is doing, his brother is giving him space but isn’t leaving him alone, it’s his way of looking after him without being all in his face about it. For once Jason finds himself easily accepting it, maybe some company that night won’t be such a bad thing after all.

#Whumptober 2022 #Day Twenty Four #Blood covered hands #Jason Todd #dick grayson #bat bros #protective siblings #hurt jason #big brother dick grayson #hurt and comfort #tw: blood #talk of blood #a little bit at least #disconnection #support #batfam #fanfiction

[ivelovedhimthroughworse]

Happy Inktober Goatober!

@foolofabookwyrm-activated made the perfect prompt list for 2022!

Day 24 - Fantasy

This is an homage to the art of Mercer Meyer.

If you like this, I recommend reading the source inspiration, The Wizard Comes To Town. It's a wonderfully weird and creepy children's book. The hero is an older landlady who gets tired of being pushed around.

Day 23 - Goatsona : Link

#inktober 2022 #goatober 2022 #day twenty four #Fantasy #mercer meyer #wizard

[draconli]

Mermay Day 24: Chips/Nachos 

Spikey all around!

#mermay #mermay 2022 #mermay day 24 #day 24 #mermay day twenty four #day twenty four #sketch #ink #art #mermaid