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#IM SORRY IN ADVANCE
ear-motif · 1 year
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im gonna reward myself w a reward i dont deserve and re-watch apiritif or whowever the fuck u spell that
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pinayelf · 7 months
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me leaving bioware hq w the dragon age hard drive up my ass so I can find out if Andraste really did fuck shartan
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furioushoneymaple · 4 months
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This, is gonna be f u n
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watchyourbuck · 3 months
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♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ Seven Sentence Sunday!
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well a few days ago I started thinking about a new wip, and today I come show you the first snippet. I would usually keep it hidden bc I like suspense but not this time. It’s gonna be 10 letters written by Eddie, sent to Maddie. Each chapter will be a new letter. Kinda tw: Buck’s dead. This is the only thing Eddie and Maddie have to keep the memory of him alive.
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"Dear Maddie,
I'm sorry it took me so long to get back to you. After burying the funeral, I felt like I was going to die. I... still kinda do. Everywhere I look, I see him. I guess I don't have to explain it to you. You probably see him, too. He was never just mine. He was ours.
I don't have words of comfort. Chris is in pieces, and frankly, so am I. Somedays I wake up and I absentmindedly reach over to his side. I've had to curl bu back up into my side and cover myself up. The bead is wearing out unevenly.
It's getting harder to carry on. It probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, but I deleted everyone's number. I don't think I'm strong enough to ever see any of them again. Any of you, really.
I love you, Maddie, I'm sorry.
I should ask how you are, but I think that'd be stupid. Last I heard, Chim had to get you commited against your will. I don't know where you are, but I hope these letters reach you anyway. I think it's the last I have of him, and it's the last I can give of me.
You kindly asked me to tell you how we fell in love. I gotta be honest, Maddie, I didn't couldn't yet, but now... there's a part of me that believes I'll forget if I don't write it down. Kinda like everything else is wasting away.
So, I will. I'm gonna tell you our story. I will be as delicate as I can, because he never deserved anything but gentleness. I only hope I was able to love him the way the universe intended me to love him. I can't fathom thinking that loving him from this far will ever amount to what I could've done had we had our whole lives.
I was too late."
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packet-of-staples · 5 months
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I have a premonition that I am going to become so insufferable about American Arcadia. But how can I not? They've given me an Ass kicking, dnd playing, hacker genius and a pathetic wet cat of a mustachioed man. AND THEYRE FUCKING BESTIES!!!
What more could I want?
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Tw: gore
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A View to a Death
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free-boundsoul · 13 days
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Random nsfw thought that is very weird
Don't ask me why I thought of this it was just a random thing that popped into my head
So...what happens if Sweetheart cloaks while having sex?
Can Milo still see his 'cash and prizes' or is it invisible while it's inside them?
Kinda a new turn on the 'watch my cock disappear inside you' line
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supakixbabe · 6 months
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The worst possible thing you can do to yourself is ask me: “Who’s your favorite wrestler?” Because then I will never stop talking.
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sawsquared · 10 months
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DIE RADIAN!
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gerards-little-killj0y · 10 months
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[T E L E V I S E D]
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art by me :D
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mimicmew · 2 years
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If it wasn’t for the horrors of the little nightmares world it would be very funny tbh
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bunny584 · 1 day
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I am literally going to have to go into witness protection after I publish the next chapter of H&H because literally why is my brain like this??? Eye am sobbing?? but also the one causing my (our) suffering??
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planesgobrrrrrrrrr · 2 years
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Come Back Down (B.r.B)
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Bradley ‘rooster’ Bradshaw x fem!medic!reader (medic! breifly mentioned) 
summary: reader just needs one thing after finding out rooster will be flying the mission. 
warnings: mildly suggestive bits?, angst, crying (not just my tears, theirs too) fluff fluff fluff
Part 1 
Part 2 
Part 3 (comin soon)
You knew something was wrong the second you'd gotten in his truck, just like everyday he would swing by the med bay, greeting your coworkers with crooked smiles and  “Evenin’ ma'am” as he made his way over to you. 
But today was different, his posture wasn't as straight, tight-lipped smile rather than crooked, the fingers laced between yours was more grasping than holding. 
It made your stomach twist, you knew
“Bradley” you said quietly, into the static air of the truck cab 
He kept his eyes glued on the road, hand still trapping yours with a grip nearly as tight as the white knuckles that wrapped around the steering wheel. 
“Roo” you said more firmly, twisting in your seat to face him. 
“Roo, look at me”
He faltered, eyes flicking to meet yours before going back to the road. 
“What happen-”
“I got picked” 
The air got sucked from the cab, Bradley's jaw clenched so hard it's like it had been welded shut. 
Your throat tightened, breath stuttering in your chest 
“Okay…” you breathed out, pulling his hand impossibly closer as a few hot tears stained your cheeks. 
“Honey, im sorry” he croaks, tears straining his throat “im so so sorry” he shuddered, throwing the truck in park in your driveway. 
He released your hand, and for a second of blinding sadness you thought he was marching inside to wallow away alone, but then the passenger door was opening and he was there. 
“C’mere” 
Rooster is gentle but hasty as he reaches to unhook your seatbelt, pulling you to the edge of your seat and gathering you into his arms
“Sweetheart, I'm sorry”  You can feel the shudder of his shoulders when you drape your arms around them. He's slotted between your legs, one strong arm loops around your back while the other cradles your head with such gentle touch that you could be a piece of glass. 
You press into him, face in his shoulder as his undershirt became wet with your tears 
“Ive got you honey” he whispers in your ear, tucking and smoothing down your hair. He pulls back, gently holding your chin and pressing his lips to yours.
 “Lets go inside, yeah?” 
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Now situated in the center of your large bed, roosters too big shirt replacing the clothes that had been long forgotten and hastily strewn across the room. 
You watched as rooster moved anxiously around the room, never would you imagine a grown man, your rooster, stress cleaning.
“Roo” you called gently, his trance broken by your voice, he looked at you and all the thoughts that had been tensely pulling his features, softened.
 “Hold me?”  a fresh set of tears glazed over both of your eyes
He crosses the room in an instant and drops onto the bed, hoisting you over to curl up between his legs “I'm here, you’ve got me” he whispers firmly, sliding a rough hand under the hem of his shirt to run soothingly over your spine. 
You sniffle and drop you head to his shoulder “when do you leave” 
“That's not important honey” 
“Bradley, I can't know anything else, I just want to be awake to say goodbye, please” 
“Before sunrise honey, ships out at 9, and ill wake you up.” he says, squeezing you tighter 
“Promise?” you feel so small, as if a promise could do anything to prevent the potential of what could unfold tomorrow. 
“Always” 
You settle against him, and sit in silence as a nagging question rises in your throat 
“Can you promise to come back to me?” you whisper
“I wish I could baby, I really do” 
Tears begin burning your cheeks again and you nod in acceptance
You push off of him and move to sit criss cross between his legs, reaching forward to cup his face in your hands. “I love you” you hum, thumbs brushing gently against his wet eyelashes. 
His hands drop to your hips, slowly kneading them “I love you more”
You laugh lightly and shake your head “Bradley Bradshaw, that is not possible” 
“Oh it definitely is.” he settles, you beam as he traps you in his arms, peppering kisses from your face down to your shoulder that his too-big shirt had slipped off of.
This is your rooster, pulling smiles and giggles; that wouldn't seem out of place in a coming of age movie, from you in the most somber of moments.
It was sobering, the silence that weighed on every limb of your body yet you savored every moment. The feeling of his chest rising and falling against yours, his nose pressed into your pulsepoint and the light scratch of his mustache just below it. 
Your arms were wound around his shoulders, in the lowlight of your bedroom a glint caught your eye, the silver band on your thumb. 
Your father had given it to you, you think it was his at some point but you never questioned it. 
Nerves fluttered in your stomach as you slipped it from your finger and drew back just enough to look rooster in the eye. 
“Bradley” 
He stared lovingly right back at you, noses brushing. 
“Yes honey?”
“Can you promise me one thing?”
“Honey you know-”
“Please” 
His eyes sparkled as he nodded, holding you tighter. 
“Marry me.”
Tears were already shining in your eyes as you went on, smiling as he stared at you completely dumbfounded 
“I don't want a piece of paper or big fancy church to prove how fucking much I love you”
He smiled and opened his mouth to speak, you shushed him with a quick peck before continuing “but I want you to go up in the air tomorrow and come back down my husband.” you sniffed and he brushed away your tears, and his own, urging you to continue. 
“So…, Bradley Nicholas Bradshaw, will you marry me?” 
 you laughed, and it sounded a bit more like a sob as he nodded, looking down between you to see a silver band already grasped between your fingers. 
“God I love you so much” he rasped 
 Both of you steadied your shaking hands just long enough to slip the ring on before Bradley was locking your lips together, he mumbled something against your skin that sounded a bit like  “Mrs bradshaw” and you knew that you had made the right decision. 
It struck midnight and your clothes had been forgotten once more, you were drifting in and out of sleep, Bradley your husband's heartbeat under your ear was the perfect lullaby. 
With the thick comforter now wrapped around both of you, rooster planted a kiss to your head before finding his way down to your lips 
“I love you, get some sleep honey” 
“I love you more” you mumble, already slipping away once more. 
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In the stillness of the morning, Bradley was ready to hang up his wings right then and there if it meant not having to wake you to say goodbye, of all things.
You began stirring when he flipped on the lamp and his heart broke even more as tears filled your hooded eyes. 
“I know honey” he lifted you into his arms, the navy could wait 5 goddamn minutes while he held his wife. You pressed kisses against his neck, taking every ounce of will to loosen your grip on him as he set you down on the mattress once more. 
“Come back down to me roo” you breathed out quietly, forehead pressed to his.
The warm metal of his ring against your cheek made everything feel right, even if you should have felt the complete opposite as he kissed you goodbye and slipped out the front door.
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okay so maybe im already writing the wedding, thats not the point.
i loves comments and thoughts from yall, hope you liked it! -izzy <3
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paniwolf · 3 months
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A very cute character I painted for Ahstrid last year. ◦◦◦ I don't draw enough this days, even though I have all the time for it. It's just suddenly became really hard, because everything feels like throwing all the efforts into the void. Everything feels discouraging and hostile, and I don't know what to do with it except force myself to share things painted long time ago
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monster-character-poll · 10 months
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Round Three: Part Two
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calumhoodgoss · 12 days
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I HATE TO SAY IT BUT I actually really fuck with the bob 😫
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