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ertrunkenerwassergeist · 6 months

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I imagined Regis or Cor or anyone from the Citadel asking Drautos if he knew about the Conqueror going to Galahd, and. Drautos would say no. Because he didn't know.

And for the Insomnians that's reasonable, this happened centuries ago, not everyone is interested in history, for all they know the fleet never made it to the islands.

Except Drautos is pretending to be one of Galahkari. One of the people who hold grudges like it's a national sport and discuss historical events like it's yesterday gossip. Whichever Glaive was nearby to hear this would realise that the Captain is being honest about not knowing - and that he's definitely lying about his past.

Axis did not want to be here. His youngest was sick again and had both him and Librita up for most of the night. Thank the spirits for his wife's ability to work from home. Otherwise one of them would have had to quit their job a long time ago.

He supressed a yawn and did his best to ignore Captain Drautos, who was doing some sword drills not too far away from him. Blearily blinking down at the clipboard in his hands, Axis distantly wondered which style of pildura the Captain would prefer. Gekkan maybe? Certainly not puhna. He shook his head. This was not the time to think about it. If he could get his work done in a timely manner, maybe he would be able to go home sooner and help his wife look after Isoro.

Crouching down to inspect the damage done to the stone wall of the training ground, Axis nearly missed the Lord fucking Marshal himself approaching. Suddenly he was wide awake, tracking the man's movements out od the corner of his eyes, while trying to look like he was still concentrating on his work.

"Titus, a word please," the Marshal said once the Captain had stopped his current moveset.

"Has there been an attack?" There was an undercurrent to that question Axis couldn't place.

"No," the Marshal said and something within Axis relaxed. "Regis, Clarus and I are just curious about something."

By the spirits, Axis had never heard the Marshal say so many words in a row.

Captain Drautos rolled his shoulders and sheathed his sword, stance relaxing. Axis couldn't see his expression, but for someone who often insinuated that the King and his men didn't really care for the Glaive beyond their capabilities to be a meat shield, his everything seemed awefully friendly.

"If this is about Shield Hearts again, the answer is still no."

Axis nearly did a double take. Like, what? What by Pitioss was Shield Hearts? The Marshal honest to the spirits snorted. Axis noted down the need for five new stones for this section of the wall and started to search for non-existant cracks in dirt floor.

"Clarus still hasn't given up on it, but no. Do you know about the diary they found not too long ago?"

"The one that mentions the Conqueror? Hard not to have heard about it."

"We were wondering if you know something about it. Do you Galahdians have any records about it? It would be interesting to know if the Conqueror really made it to Galahd or not."

Now Axis wasn't even pretending to work. What would the Captain say? Would he actually tell this outsider the story? Hopefully not. He chanced a look at the two men. Captain Drautos looked contemplative.

"I'm sorry," he said, and if not for his next words, Axis would have sighed in relief. "I don't know anything about that. This was also the first time I heard about it. And with Galahd's conquest I don't know if any records survived."

"I see. What a pity."

Fuck. The Captain was serious. He was actually serious about this. He did not know. How could he not know? Every Galahkar grew up hearing about the Black Ships, the attempted conquest and the murder of Perses Ulric.

What the fuck?

He scribbled something on his clipboard - he had no idea what - and marched out of the training ground as inconspicuously as possible. He needed to talk to Luche.

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lover-of-mine · 5 months

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Seven(ish) Sentence Sunday!

I was tagged by @disasterbuckdiaz @daffi-990 @wikiangela @try-set-me-on-fire @steadfastsaturnsrings thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think the Eddie begins missing scene fic is almost at a point where I can stop writing it, but, to be honest, I don't know because they refuse to do what I want, so I'm just typing things out and hoping this thing is gonna end before I end up writing Eddie showing up at his lawyer's office lol I am having a few moments where I'm like "is this too much for the point in time they are?" but then I remember Eddie gave Buck Christopher after this and Buck was clawing at the mud trying to reach Eddie while screaming his name and I am making the executive decision that even if it is, it just means they won't talk about it, and they really don't talk about it so it's fine lol anyway, have a little bit of Eddie's disconnected thoughts after he made Buck get in the bed with him (I'm trying my hardest not to let Eddie think the word love so I keep having to backtrack his train of thought lol) prev snippet.

"It's okay, it's okay," Buck says, adjusting around in the bed for a few seconds, before turning to his side, tugging lightly on Eddie's arm, and he blindly moves again, chasing the warmth of Buck's chest. He half expected to panic, this isn't something they do, but he's too comfortable to worry. Besides, it's Buck. Everything about him is familiar. Even if this is something they have never done before. It's just warm. Buck is warmth. But it's not only heat. This is… safe? Eddie doesn't know. And he doesn't have the energy to find out. Or the presence of mind. He's just letting the feeling wash over him as he drifts off.

No pressure tagging 🩷: @eddiebabygirldiaz @bucks118 @honestlyeddie @watchyourbuck @housewifebuck @giddyupbuck @wildlife4life and anyone else that feels like it!!

#the trauma fic verse #writing #911 wip #buddie wip #seven sentence sunday #i mean #the canon of the trauma fic is that eddie is aware of something he cant name since the well #i think im doing a good job at that but i don't know #anyway #eddie is gonna wake up to buck getting chris ready and then he's gonna realize he needs to talk to his lawyer and hopefully the fic will en #but who knows?#definitely not me #eddie does what he wants im just a vessel trying to get him to follow a script he doesn't really feel like following lol

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huccimermaidshirts · 10 days

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#had to listen to ttpd out of plain curiosity because everyone was saying how much it didn't deliver and well they weren't lying #they weren't lying about the lana comparisons either! who's afraid of little old me sounds like born to die in the verses #it's very flat tbh like you're listening to the same songs over and over #it's very hollow like the album was just made just to be made in order to keep her name afloat and relevant #not because she had something to actually say and express. her song delivery is very flat and unemotional idek how to properly express what #i mean. like she sings with no actual emotion behind the words no nerve no nothing. like she can't actually convince me that she's feeling #all that she's singing. also like the music is all the same and the way she sings them. there's no fluctuations no diversity. it's the same #song over and over. also sometimes i feel like the lyrics and the delivery don't really go together with the music #like they don't compliment each other #But Daddy I Love Him is supposedly over her fans trying to dictate her life (i have all sorts of opinions on that but it's a diff convo) an #it had 0 nerve and anger in it. i needed a little more intense a little more angry. i liked down bad and Florida (thank god for Florence 😭)#and all the breathy low vocals are not it either. it kind of makes the album flatter. there's no tension no passion in the album #definitely feels like she's trying to recreate 1989 and maybe folklore/evermore and it's not working #also people comparing this album to midnights are not wrong either #it feels like her last few releases all sound the same with no creativity or bringing something new and amazing #she really needs a break and to take a step back re-evaluate and try to create something more inspiring and fun instead of trying to #recreate the same sound over and over again. releasing album after album in such a short period of time is bound to hinder creativity and #the quality of someone's work. and maybe she does need new people to work with that will push her creatively #also i feel like she doesn't need to create such long albums. especially if you're using the same sound in every song. like one song morpths #into the other and it gets boring! especially if there's little to no build up and tension holding the song and having breathy vocals that #lead to nowhere during each song! anyway it could've been a whole lot better and she has better songs than this

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soulsxng · 4 months

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They were heading back from running some of the errands that had piled up when they were in Vanystea, when the sharp smell of blood hit their nose. While that wasn't necessarily an oddity in the Plains, the fact that they were passing through one of the biggest gathering areas for the packs without seeing more than a handful of other Aifaen made it stand out in a way that had brilliant red fur raising to stand on end.

Eleare's ears pinned back against their head, and they did a little circle as they investigated the smell further. In the same direction, they could smell a large group of other beasts gathered. And as they followed the trail a bit further, they picked up something more...familiar. Three scents that they had come to know intimately, over the years.

Before they've even fully realized it, their paws are carrying them toward the sources of the scent in a full sprint. When they reach the others, gathered around in an anxious circle, the inari squeezes and leaps their way through the crowd, ignoring the grumbles and snarls that some gave in response.

"Ma..."

"Mom..."

Just as they'd thought, the moment they broke through the crowd, Eleare was met with the faces of their older children-- Thelrin and Raelin. They had been knelt on the ground with their backs toward Eleare at first, but the moment they got close enough and shifted forms, both jumped to their feet and turned to face Eleare.

Red eyes traveled quickly over their forms, making sure that they weren't injured before moving on to the person the two had been kneeling beside. They could feel their stomach twist in anticipation, before dropping altogether when their gaze fell upon the third familiar face.

"Eleare? Wh--"

Before he can even respond, they're practically on top of him. Hands pushing clothing aside to get a better look at the wounds that littered the other Aifaen's body. They had to fight their instincts to growl and shoo away the healers that were already helping him, and instead gripped the man's arm tight.

"What happened to you? When did you get back from Ahnia, Antale?" They sounded angry, and both Thelrin and Raelin's ears pressed back flat to their heads, starting to move away to avoid Eleare's wrath. Unfortunately, that only seemed to draw their attention. "And you two! If your father is back home, let alone injured, why would neither of you come to get me? I swear to Bralis, Tal, if you told them not to just because you didn't want to worry me, I'm going to finish you off in front of the whole Plains!"

"Lea, please...it hasn't been long, I promise." The man-- Antale-- lifts a hand, pressing a finger to their nose despite the way their lip curled like they were ready to bite. They don't, though...after a moment or two, the harsh air around them falters, and they lower their head a bit, so Antale's fingers could run through their hair, and rub at one fluffy ear. "I'm fine, I've had worse than this. The exhaustion from the fighting caught up to me, is all."

Eleare doesn't seem at all pleased to hear the last bit, but as it seems that Antale had more to say, they kept it to themself.

"...Something happened in Ahnia-- Elyki is causing trouble alongside the coup out there. That's why I'm here, and why I'm worse for wear. I was asked to relay what happened to the heads. Warn them, and see if they can spare some help."

#[Eleare -drabbles-]#[Antale -drabbles-]#[Raelin -drabbles-]#[Thelrin -drabbles-]#[royalty verse]#Eleare when worried just immediately gets grumpy and bossy out of concern #If they didn't have Antale's arm in a death grip #they would probably have been swatting irritably at his chest #Raelin and Thelrin are both in the bg just 'Here they go... ^^;;;;; '#but yeah Antale is-- in the royalty verse-- a close friend and confidant to Eleare #as well as the father of Eleare's kiddos #(Eleare feeling the need to point out that-- like I already said-- they're /friends/. That's it.)#While in the regular verse he's the mysterious and precious someone that gave Eleare their name!#As for Raelin and Thelrin (who weren't gonna be in this drabble. But I ended up finding good fcs for them and decided why not)#they're technically Eleare's middle two kids in the regular verse-- their first two god children. Their oldest two there are two Guardians #that live in Metsan not Alfheim #I decided 7 kids is a lot to manage in royalty though and decided not to add the oldest two #the younger three are still /actual/ kiddos...can't really decide how old yet though #ANYWAY NOW THAT I'VE WRITTEN A NOVEL IN THE TAGS--#yeah this is the aftermath of the Mattias drabble I wrote a while ago >:3

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respondedinkind · 6 months

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@paramounticebound gets a random starter from me because reasons!

Something must have gone wrong somewhere along the lines.

Ka'anh had managed to reach the hangar - managed to fight his way through dozens of his own kind, sent after him to catch the fugitive and make him suffer for the consequences of not being enough - and even reached one of the many shuttles; How his body still carried his weight at that point he didn't dare to question.

Perhaps he'd just been blessed with an impossible large amount of luck, allowing him to close the doors and start the shuttle before the military was able to catch up with him - he doesn't believe in luck, and yet there's no other reason that explains how he even got out, away into the universe, the darkness of space.

But where luck brought him away from his planet, misfortune decided to intervene, it seemed. The last thing he remembers are the blinking lights of his vessel, alarms blaring from left and right, his shuttle getting shaken and pulled on by forces he'd never experienced before.

A bright light, and then...

A grunt escapes him, followed by a moan that comes from somewhere deep within his core; Pain shoots through him like a bullet, from head to toe and back up, and he squeezes his eyes shut as the taste of sand infiltrates his mouth.

Ka'anh's here, all of a sudden. Somewhere else, somewhere he hasn't been before, stumbling away from his crashed shuttle into the nothingness of what seems to be a vast desert ahead. The wind is merciless, but at least it's breathable; His body burns from the scorching heat, his heart racing due to blood loss and the injuries he's sustained both from his previous escape and the crash on this foreign planet.

A mixture of sweat and blood drips along the curve of his forehead, into his eyes - he blinks it away, spits crimson into the orange sand and continues to move forward... one step at a time. One, one, one, one...

He's alone, he guesses, lost somewhere where there's only the horizon visible at the edge of the world. But then he spots something else... something that looks equally as destroyed as his own vessel, most likely crashed in a similar fashion he has hours ago.

There's a body lying in the sand, on its stomach, close to the mountain of ripped steel. Ka'anh is armed, thank god he thinks, and pulls his bio-coded gun as he steps closer. One step at a time...

The image in front of his eyes turns triple from the pain and he grunts, but keeps standing. His nostrils burn, his body close to giving up, but he has to... he has to---

The gun is pointed at the foreign body, the head that's turned away from him. Raven hair is all he sees, no features, nothing that can tell him whether the other individual is even alive. How did this person end up here, he wonders - and why did their ship went down so close to my own...?

"---Tra!" (Hey), Ka'anh shouts after a while - the harsh wind swallows his voice, so he clears his throat, coughs and spits before repeating himself: "Tra, eiqe!" (Hey! You!)

He wonders if the other is alive - whoever that person is. Appears to be male, that's all he can tell, judged by the shape of the body, but... there's not much else he can work with - not unless he steps closer. He won't, not yet.

#paramounticebound #Verse;closed -> To be named (Main)#(*cracks knuckles*)#(so I chose to write what he means behind each sentence crossed out lol I hope that's ok?)#(I could without but it feels odd to not at least have *us* understand sdfsdfsdfs.)#(Am I using a fantasy language generator? Yes. I am too old to invent a new language lol)#(ALSO - i know this is extremely long please don't feel the need to match the length if its too much!)#(I just had...so much to say... again... sighs...)#(I imagine his language to sound quite guttural but maybe also a bit close to old nordic stuff? Something like that)#(The language generator might not make it justice but ANYWAYS...)

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mythvoiced · 3 months

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@devangelis | ♥

"Kang Ae-ri is the only designer who doesn't make me want to get on the news for different reasons than my spectacular reputation. And what do you do?"

#devangelis #the model;hyun #the model;blood guts and angel cake;celebrity verse #name-dropping Ae-ri because i feel like it'd make sense if Hyun got to meet Deva through her?#I HOPE THAT'S OKAY FOR BOTH YOU AND FERRE i sort of assumed from tags and the likes #BUT IF I GOT AHEAD OF MYSELF PLS LET ME KNOW~#need all the queers and queens in this industry befriending each other #so they can take down Bellamy- I MEAN--#KSDLGDFLJKG I HOPE THIS WORKS LET ME KNOW IF YOU'D RATHER HAVE SOMETHING ELSE ♥#thank you for the WONDERFUL opportunity of this BACKSTABBY VERSE ♥#hyun in this one-liner is giving Soon To Be Serial Killer but #aLso the COMPLETELY UNWARRANTED energy of 'let me ask you a question: what do you do successfully. quickly.'#aeri's her bestie she's gotta 👀 her wife's vibes #;queue

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bandtrees · 1 year

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I KNOW I WON’T BE LEAVING HERE - WITH YOU!

my buddy @flux-yggdrasil‘s rp - memento mori LIVE - is hands down the most hyped i’ve been about an rp in a long time - the worldbuilding is SO fun and these characters are humanized in ways so unique to these kids of rps and also the themes of it just hit close and i’m very fond. it’s been taking up real estate in my brain ever since it was pitched and i’ve been having so much fun with it

And i also made a little freak. as you can tell.

ALSO ALSO i rediscovered the brush i like to blend stuff with. so look out

#scribbles #oc #memento mori LIVE #eject (oc)#need to mess w his tags but eh eehhhh #hard to tag 'eject from transformers' vs 'my oc based off him with the same name'#he has a full human name in mml (karmen descartes) and eject (specifically ejectkd-21) is just a screenname #but it would also feel weird to tag art of him in mtmte-verse with like the name of A Guy. OH WELL i'll figure it out #flux very accepting of me applying an obscure transformer i stole and made into an oc to his rp. and for that i thank him.#eye strain #eye contact

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crimeronan · 1 year

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there's this girl on tiktok/youtube shorts who talks about being a 'diagnosed sociopath' (which afaik isn't a thing anymore and she's too young to have been alive when it was a diagnostic thing -- i assume she just means ASPD and is using buzzword language, but it doesn't really matter either way because...... psychiatric classifications are a farce) & she'll discuss what makes her angry, how she gets revenge and/or protects people, how she forms attachments, n how she prioritizes different aspects of her life, and i keep watching some of these shorts like "this.... isn't sociopathy??? everyone with sense does this???" and then i look in the comments and everyone's going "GOD this is such good advice i wish i could do this so easily but i feel sooo bad about it 🥺🥺🥺🥺" and i'm like. huh. girl you either gotta stop being so relatable or i'll have to acknowledge a very obvious thing that i've known about myself for ages,

#the most obvious clue was ages ago when one of my friends told me it was shocking that soulmate verse adam didn't canonically have aspd #because of how On The Nose it was. and i was like oh huh i'm glad i represented that so well then! he's just me #he's just me. this is just me and how i do attachment. and non-attachment #the second most obvious clue was how relatable mór is. what do you mean people have warm feelings and aren't pissy all the time #anyway i get so irritated by the concept that empathy or instinct is what makes humans Good #cause i don't have the instinct to help people in crisis or even to offer a hand to older people who fall or whatever #but i do value people intensely and i am aware that helping is the best moral thing to do in a given situation #so i try to. i try to override the instinct to walk past strangers in need and engage with them and make their lives a little easier #and this has Probably made me more aware of my surroundings and opportunities to help than like #people who rely on empathy to tell them what's right & then turn it off whenever they see unhoused ppl or drug addicts or whatever #mmmm. jus thinking today #i can name so so so many people that i love FIERCELY but it's always been a choice to attach myself and to maintain the relationship #mostly i think the pathologization of empathy and lack of empathy is a fucking Travesty.#i am not sick. i do not need fixing. it is true that i very clearly don't feel things like most people do but good god i can LEARN #cmon. be nice. chill

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azuree1733 · 11 months

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Tee hee 🥰🫶

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akkivee · 1 year

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so in regards to the bat charm, esp in the hella awesome banquet mv!!!!

the tag itself is called ofuda, a protective talisman!!! there are many different types of ofuda (omikuji are also classified as a kind of ofuda for instance) and throughout the hella awesome banquet mv, we do see the bat charm used as said various types!!!!

here in these two shots, we see the bat charm used as a senjafuda!!! senjafuda are these talismans with personalised designs that, once upon a time ago in japan, were passed around in secret councils like trading cards. ofuda typically have a deity written on it to call for luck, wealth, health, whatever said deity presides over. senjafuda, however, tend to have the person’s name on it and when people would go on pilgrimages, they’d stick the senjafuda on temple shrine gates like a very decorative ‘we were here’ tag lol

fits with the journey to hell narrative that seems to be happening in the mv!!!

and this type of ofuda is known as fuin no ofuda!!!! this one is used as a type of seal to keep evil, vengeful spirits enclosed and away from humans. the more powerful the spirit, the more seals are required to contain in the enclosed space. it’s already a little worrisome to see imagery of kuukou getting killed but this puts a evil spirit/vengeful spirit spin on top of it 🤔

#this is vee speaking #and i want to say there’s a traditional buddhist ofuda in a shot with jyushi #where the will o wisps are blazing on the charms behind him #those ofuda are imbued with the spirit and virtues of different buddhas and buddhist deities #but will o wisps are dead spirits lingering so hm 🤔#and lol ofuda (お札) and bank notes in jp are written the same way (お札=osatsu)#so anytime the bat charm was falling on screen was bat making it rain—#i’ve been thinking if kuukou does have progressive memory loss that part in the mv could be a ref to it #it hasn’t REALLY been that long since we’d had kuukou associated with some sort of death imagery when the mv came out #like kuukou had thrown out the name of the tree gautama buddha died under in his cross a line verse lol #but MAN it feels like it’s been a minute since i had to think about it lol #still hoping all these death red flags kuukou waves around like a pro flag bearer don’t mean anything LOL #EDIT: posting as is but even tho this may have been only a hint to kuukou’s ability #i am still concerned WHY it needed to be depicted this way #it could be a red herring kinda thing to throw you off the trail and that might be what i’m hoping for lol #c: kuukou👑#c: jyushi #c: hitoya

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damnprecious · 9 months

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do you ever take a look at your ocs and go 'actually I can make this even more heartbreaking than it already is'

#noopa rambles #not me thinking about crescent!verse and deciding that the crew needs an Immortal #an Immortan who has lived for hundreds and thousands of years #who will always end up alone because nobody else is immortal #can't decide if my immortal one will be unwilling to let themselves love again at first #or if I could make an immortal who's so willin gto throw themselves to this new family #even though they Know it won't last #not me deciding to insert the most basic tropes into my verse #but my god I am Weak before the lonesome immortal trope #now to figure out to which of my darlings I should bestow this honour upon #I think I might have to invent a new crewmate for this #the only already existing one that feels like would maybe fit is Sorrow the Chef #but the name would be a liiiittle on the nose methinks #and tbh it doesn't necessarily go with the characterization I had in mind for the first meetings stage #this is fine it's not like I already have like twenty littel guys I'm juggling here I can add one more jfdhjgd

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unfortunate-arrow · 2 years

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A Third Bridgerton Sibling Has Now Married!

Benedict Nicholas Bridgerton married Sophia Maria Beckett over the weekend.

This author was not in attendance as the wedding, which was small and limited to family only, was held at the Bridgerton family’s country estate, Aubrey Hall. However, this author is aware that the groom’s best man was his elder brother, Anthony, while his two younger brothers, Colin and Gregory, made up the groomsman. The bride’s maid of honor was Posy Reilling and her two bridesmaids were the groom’s younger sisters, Francesca and Hyacinth. The flower girl was the groom’s niece, Amelia, and his nephew, Auggie, was the ring bearer. Long time readers of this blog will remember that Auggie and Amelia are the three-year-old twin children of Benedict’s sister, Daphne, and her husband, Simon Basset.

The bride and groom are reportedly on their honeymoon in a small cottage that had once been owned by the Bridgerton siblings’ paternal grandparents.

— Whistledown

Prompt: Wedding Bells

#benophie week #benedict x sophie #benophie #benedict bridgerton #sophie beckett #bridgerton #modern bridgerton au #my aesthetic #my writing #might rewrite this to include in the epilogue of my wip modern benophie au #but i still need to finish writing that before i think about publishing it (three chaps + epilogue)#although i don’t really use the whistledown stuff the ways the book & show does #it exists but it’s not actually a big part of the story #ah yes… auggie basset only exists my modern ‘verse #i’m also not sold on any actresses for sophie… no one has made me feel like yes you would be a great sophie #i still think that sophie would be great as an irish character (and that doesn’t negate a woc because there are irish woc)#& i will did on the hill that benedict’s middle name is nicholas after nicholas rokesby aka edmund’s best friend (and later ben’s uncle)

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lover-of-mine · 7 months

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Tease Tidbit Tuesday!

I was tagged by @honestlydarkprincess @wikiangela @wildlife4life @disasterbuckdiaz @captain-hen thank you!!!

Okay so, I'm trying to finish my Eddie Begins missing scene fic this week since the ep is on the list this week for the rewatch but unfortunately, like everything I tried to write ever, this seems to have escaped my control. Have a bit of it tho. prev snippet here.

Eddie is not alone for long though, Buck is walking in soon after, fisting the ends of the sleeves of his LAFD hoodie, hair looking like he's been running his hands through it, eyes a bit wild as he takes in the IV and monitor Eddie is hooked up to. "Are you still out of it?" Buck asks, voice hoarse as he steps closer to the bed. "I don't think so," Eddie says, words scratching his throat and he watches as Buck's shoulders relax as he drops into the chair next to him. "That was too close, man." "I know," Eddie says, turning his head on the pillow so he can look at Buck more comfortably. "How you feeling?" Buck asks, placing his hand on top of Eddie's, rubbing his thumb over it in a way that makes Eddie wonder if he even realizes he's doing it. "Cold," he says and Buck chuckles a bit breathlessly. "That does tend to be a side effect of hypothermia," he says, the small smile on his lips making his whole face soften into an expression Eddie can only describe as fond. It weirdly makes him want to keep looking at him.

imma tag @alyxmastershipper @bucks118 @housewifebuck if yhey feel like sharing <3

#writing #911 wip #buddie wip #tease tidbit tuesday #the trauma fic verse #this challenging me in a interesting way #cuz im pushing my personal beliefs on how canon could be played with to make them seem like they have been going on for longer #because the trauma fic is something that i tried to keep as close to canon as possible #and i love writing this particular Eddie and really project my beliefs onto him #and since i already established in the trauma fic that the well is the moment where Eddie realizes something he doesn't want to name #i need to put this in here #but im also trying to add Bucks particular brand of worry through eddies eyes which is hard #and the line between i know im in love with you and what is this thing that I'm feeling is very thin #very fun tho #i am also pushing the way Eddie wont let go of Bucks hand here oskaoskasoaks #Buck tries to let go and Eddie goes nope and i think that's neat #also im the only person he gives a fuck about this fic but here the trauma fic is my baby #so ill keep writing around it ;)

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keikakudori · 2 years

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mini tag dump since tumblr seems to have forgotten all about my tags. ignore this.

aigin [ MY LUNGS ARE PUNCTURED—YOU TAKE MY BREATH AWAY ]

aishin [ I WANT MY HEART TO SHUDDER AT A TOUCH ]

ichimaru gin [ most honored poison of my heart ]

aizen sousuke [ the beaming sun itself; something dangerous and yet captivating ]

kaname tosen [ i knew a man once / who fought like he could cleanse the world with the blood on his knuckles ]

[ verse: blood war ] as I cannot be the hero let me be the monster and lesson them in fear in place of love.

[ verse: fukutaichou ] it is still too early to believe; what's truly frightening is the betrayal you don't see.

[ verse: soul king ] all the stars will fall from grace with your name engraved in the dust of their deaths.

[ verse: muken ] you said i killed you so haunt me & drive me mad; only do not leave me in the abyss where i cannot find you.

[ verse: vizard ] can you still feel the battles on my skin stitched across my back? am i rebuilding bone by fragile bone?

[ verse: wanderer ] i need something different. I don’t know what it is but I need something new.

[ verse: hueco mundo ] there is a massacre ready behind his eyes & war written on his body.

[ verse: sternritter ] when the silence of absence deepens

#aigin [ MY LUNGS ARE PUNCTURED—YOU TAKE MY BREATH AWAY ]#aishin [ I WANT MY HEART TO SHUDDER AT A TOUCH ]#ichimaru gin [ most honored poison of my heart ]#aizen sousuke [ the beaming sun itself; something dangerous and yet captivating ]#kaname tosen [ i knew a man once / who fought like he could cleanse the world with the blood on his knuckles ]#[ verse: blood war ] as I cannot be the hero let me be the monster and lesson them in fear in place of love.#[ verse: muken ] you said i killed you so haunt me & drive me mad; only do not leave me in the abyss where i cannot find you.#[ verse: hueco mundo ] there is a massacre ready behind his eyes & war written on his body.#[ verse : captain ] he is beloved and he is feared and he walks among his people armed with cold steel and kind words.#[ verse: fukutaichou ] it is still too early to believe; what's truly frightening is the betrayal you don't see.#[ verse: soul king ] all the stars will fall from grace with your name engraved in the dust of their deaths.#[ verse: vizard ] can you still feel the battles on my skin stitched across my back? am i rebuilding bone by fragile bone?#[ verse: wanderer ] i need something different. I don’t know what it is but I need something new.#[ verse: rogue ] tbt #[ verse: sternritter ] when the silence of absence deepens #tag dump

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wrappedupinlight · 2 years

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starter for @maybestronger

Ok first off, Eddie know It’s been months since Vecna showed up. (Two? Three barely? Honestly he’s lost count in the haze of it all.) And look, he’s not about to look a gift horse in the mouth: but it’s been way more chill here lately than it should have any right being in Hawkins, self-appointed hellhole as it is.

Despite that, he’s not ungrateful by any means. His name’s been cleared, school’s almost out-- and by the skin of his teeth he’s actually going to graduate. With his peers-- Holy shit. And he figures what better way to celebrate that and Chrissy’s belated birthday than with a totally spontaneous tattoo.

Which is what’s got him propped against the arm of his couch now, making sure the surface of her skin is clean along with the necessary tools. Gauze, needles, alcohol... a towel to bite on. He’s probably being too methodical about it, but it never hurt to be careful. (He definitely needed the towel himself, for his first ink. Was his own damn fault he picked a spot on the back of his neck like some sort of rookie. Probably didn’t help either that his tool of choice was an up-ended cartridge to a random pen Gareth found lying around. Who knows how toxic that shit was. Non-toxic his ASS--)

“Sorry, almost done,” there’s a sweetheart in there that wants to slip out, and he only barely manages to suppress it last second to save his skin. “Just one more swipe here... and, there. Okay, now we’re cookin’.” he looks up from his handiwork, checking Chrissy’s face for any sort of discomfort. “Hey, you still feelin’ up for it?” he reaches out to squeeze her shoulder, in an effort to show that he’s here whatever she decides. “You can still back out, no questions asked.”

“Just say the word Chris-- and we’ll raise hell at the Family Video instead. Whatever your want.”

#maybestronger #verse; once the dust settles #( STILL need to find a better name lmao )#(if there's anything i can sorta pride myself on #it's my names for threads and fics and shit )#(sooooo eventually i will lol #ANYWAYS WEB OF TEXT ASIDE-- here ya go!!#hope this is okay <333 #i just couldn't let this leave my head )#tw needles #(oh #also made it a belated birthday thing because like #i just have a feeling that people would be clammering for her attention for her birthday #so like!! eddie def wished her a happy birthday and gave her something #but it didnt feel like enough to him SO #yeah~ )#( ALSO ALSO FINAL PS: of course dont feel the need to match the length!! i just got all wordy lmao)#( also pshhhh he may be overdoing it a liiiiitttle bit-- then again i dont blame him #if i was doin stick and poke id b super thorough toooo lmao )#;eddie munson

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tvrningout-archived · 2 years

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i could make naoki a slayer, but i wanna make my sunshine child a kakushi who makes everyone around him feel refreshed bc he’s so bright and positive!! does he overwork himself bc he tries to lighten everyone’s load?? yes but that’s okay bc he can always sleep later ( but he doesn’t and just keeps going until he makes himself sick asdf )! since he’s chiyo’s cousin, i’m thinking!! once upon a time, he heavily contemplated becoming a slayer bc physically, he had the potential, but bc that idea had chiyo in literal tears from so much worry, naoki decided against it. he’d help the corps in other ways that wouldn’t involve hurting his cousin and worrying her to death.

however!! naoki still trains himself in aikido under a fellow kakushi who once owned a dojo, and sometimes you might catch him helping a slayer learn a few tricks or breaking apart the rowdier slayers :’ ) anyway i’m thinking of him and i’m weeping over my baby bc he’s a sweetie but you know he goes and stresses himself out over his pals, be they kakushi or slayers

#i told myself i'd make my next oc a slayer but nah we're making naoki a kakushi in his kny verse bc we need more of 'em <3 #gimme time to think of good verse names and i'll add this verse soon!#headcanons | naoki #we love a mood-maker tbh and i feel like that's naoki no matter where you see him :' )#OH and bc i keep forgetting to do this with all of my verses #i'm thinking of making naoki 18-19 in this verse and chiyo would be 19-20 #i'll make a solid decision when i get the verse page typed up!

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