That Feeling of Apricity
The pebble was light in between his fingertips. with a flick of his wrist he sent it the long way up to the window.
Plock.
alone, in the cool night, Jack plucked another stone from the ground around his feet, and tossed it in the same path.
Plock
Another. Aimed exactly for the spot the other two hit. It sailed through the sky, and Hiccup cleanly dodged out of the way,
it collided with something that crashed to the floor. Hiccup raised a brow and crossed his arms. Never broke that heavy gaze.
“What are you doing,”
“You don’t believe me.” He whispered back, pointed all the way up towards Hiccup. “I know belief and that ain’t it Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the third. And I’m going to make you believe in fairies!’
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steve and robin pop duo and the friction between the part of their fandom that thinks they're married vs the part of their fandom that's like 👀.....🏳️🌈❓
like just the radically different fandom responses to the same photo of like. robin sitting on steve. where the straight fandom is like 'aw they're so cute here they look so in love' or 'aw in so jealous of robin haha steve seems like such a sweet boyfriend' vs the queer fandom being like 'ah the universal lesbian experience of using your guy friend as a chair. we've all been there'
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I literally woke up in the middle of the night like God will dark rise is so fucking screwed. The line that’s like. “Everyone wanted to kill the Dark King.” What’s the part where he looks at Violet helplessly, haunted, almost pleading for mercy? But of course he reveals nothing of substance to anyone. Elizabeth is too young to understand but the reader knows what “Her relationship with that boy was…unnatural” can mean. Tying him to bedposts? Failing to strangle him? What else? Never not even once seeing beyond a mythological identity Will himself didn’t know he had? What did he think was the reason? That he was just intrinsically hateful? Of course he says nothing. Of course Violet can’t trust him- he’s given her nothing as painfully real as what she’s given him. So he gives her the sword hoping at least he can die at the hands of someone he loved, but even that doesn’t work out - she gives the sword to a Visander still furious at SARCEAN. The pattern continues; no one looks at Will, who vomits when he realizes what’s happened to James, Will who is much of a liar and killer and sneak as Elizabeth accuses but nonetheless wants to be different. Even when he doesn’t remember his own past. There’s no way out for him that doesn’t hurt. Hope this obsession passes soon given the one and a half years of waiting required for book 3
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migs, crawling in with like 30 broken bones by his eyelashes: hey babe sorry im la-
xina: Oh so you make time for other men to smash your ass into the ground but you don't make time to smash MY ass in the ground? smh
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Here’s a fun wholesome Bowuigi idea for y’all: Picture Luigi and Bowser sitting next to each other on a couch watching TV together and Luigi eventually dozes off and lays his head on Bowser’s lap. Bowser, who notices this, starts to internally freak out because he doesn’t know what to do with this tiny human who’s sleeping on his lap, but as he stares at Luigi more and more, he starts to have this thought that the small little green human actually looks really cute when he sleeps.
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Consider: Seto Kaiba takes Yugi to some fancy-ass party he’s obligated to go to as a date so he has someone not obnoxious to talk to, and dear, sweet, barely-old-enough-to-drink Yugi doesn’t know his limits yet and and keeps being offered wine or whatnot by waitstaff and ends up a liiiiiitttle bit hammered. Seto, thankful for an excuse to leave early (even if the excuse itself is troublesome), is like “I’ll see him home” and ends up toting the wobbly lil’ dude home.
All well and good, all cute and stuff, but a fun fact Seto Kaiba had yet to learn is, Yugi, even drunk, can cling to a motherfucker like a damn koala. So he’s. Kinda stuck. Because Yugi is in on his back and Seto cannot wiggle out of his grasp and Sugoroku keeps laughing at him too much to be of any help. So, he’s kinda. Stuck in Yugi’s cramped (by Kaiba standards) little bed with Yugi’s dumb drunk ass fast asleep until morning.
(Yugi, once sober and awake enough to realize he is not alone in bed, yeets himself out of bed and onto the floor. Seto’s like “one, nothing happened, two, where the hell did you get that kind of grip strength, and three, fucking finally I can stretch out a little” and goes back to sleep, his bed now.)
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"Don't be like that, dear brother. You know I couldn't let him live." Jerome draped himself over his twin's rigid back. "If Ol' Brucie could have just listened and stayed away from you, it wouldn't have had to come to this."
There was a pause.
Then a giggle, "that's a lie. You still liked him, and I couldn't have you thinking about him all the time instead of me."
Jerome let out a pleased sigh as he sat beside Jeremiah, who continued to glare at a wall with tears running down his face. He picked up Jeremiah's silverware- real silver, only the best for his picky brother after all- and cut off a piece of the steak he'd killed, cut, and cooked himself. Cooked to perfection with a bit of blood in the center, just the way Jeremiah liked it. He brought it to Jeremiah's sealed, trembling lips and cooed, "think of it this way, Miah, now Brucie will always be a part of you. Isn't that such a romantic goodbye?"
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I need a melodramatic teen romance AU where Tim has been in love with his classmate and best friend – Conner Kent – for years and, just as he's preparing to finally confess, Cassandra decides to introduce her new boyfriend to the family and its none other than the same handsome, wide smiling boy he had always wanted to call his
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Sitting here pondering things on this fine morning, and I think my next rash decision as of right now is to stop drinking and stop hanging around people* that do. And this will probably be the best impulse decision of my life
*I don’t mean cut off people that drink alcohol. I mean distance myself from people that make consuming alcohol central to us hanging out. Thankfully my close friends aren’t like that tho
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what if i wrote a stranger things x dcu crossover
in which jason and damian were sent to hawkins by talia instead of going back to gotham, and they have to go to school there, and they join the main stranger things characters in the upside down nonsense
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fuck it friday
i was tagged by @leothil - thank you!
this is from the 'didn't know they were dating' idiots-in-love fic that i just started, because they are Soft, and absolutely oblivious
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There's a peaceful calm that lingers all the way back to the loft. Eddie follows Buck in, blinking as his eyes adjust to the light inside, though Buck dims it almost immediately, rendering the room soft-edged in the dusk. He offers Eddie a beer, and Eddie hums agreement and takes it, even though it means he won't be driving himself home tonight. That's been happening more often too: nights spent on the pull-out couch at the loft, listening to Buck's faint snores overhead. It beats being home when Chris isn't there, but that's not the only reason Eddie likes it. It feels like a sleepover, which he never really did that much when he was a kid. It makes him feel, inexplicably, young.
"Thanks for coming with me," Buck says after they've been drinking in companionable silence for a little while.
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no-pressure tagging @sholiofic, @incognitajones, @intezaarlily, @pineapplecrushface, and anyone else who wants to play!
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