Fuck It Friday!
i was tagged by @try-set-me-on-fire @wildlife4life @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @fortheloveofbuddie @jesuisici33 @daffi-990 @theotherbuckley @wikiangela thank you 💜💜please consider yourself tagged for inspiration saturday because its no longer Friday lol
okay, soooooooooo, I've been avoiding posting about this fic because i was legit not sure i would be able to finish it, but this thing fell into place so hard right now I need to talk about it lol anyway i received this ask last week and it sent my brain into overdrive over the angst possibilities, you know me, i love my angst, and i did write a solid bit of it, but one, it's Buck's pov and his pov is hard and two, dude refused to tell me what he actually did, dude was just it was bad, but i fixed it, look at how I fixed it, but I did find the beginning of it so have a bit of this divorced buddie monster that's pretty much Buck proposes to Natalia, Eddie doesn't know how to react, Buck gets mad at the reaction and picks a fight and says some real hurtful things, Eddie transfers shifts and Buck just spirals because Eddie won't talk to him, then he gets hurt on a call while on b shift and still won't talk to him and then he realizes he's in love with Eddie things just get messy. This is part of the messy.
Eddie is angry, that much is obvious, but the sheer layer of hurt under it all lets Buck know that this is about more than careless words being yelled at him without thinking at the station's locker room.
How long had he been pushing the knife deeper?
How much had he actually hurt Eddie before he chose to pull it out himself and close the door so Buck wouldn't be able to anymore?
How much would he take if Buck hadn't started to yell at him and had let him do whatever it would take to be supportive?
Would he make it through the wedding?
Would he stand behind Buck at the altar, watching him marry someone else?
Just shove his feelings down because he thought this was what would make Buck happy?
The fucked up part is that Buck knows he would.
Would even smile through everything too, help him with planning, and talk him down if he panicked.
Just stand there, with his feelings unknown, letting Buck push the knife in deeper and deeper until there would be nothing left of them.
Until there was so much pain that there would be no saving them when Buck finally came to his senses.
Not that he's sure he can save them now.
No pressure tagging 🩷(for inspiration saturday): @eddiebabygirldiaz @sherlockcrossing @watchyourbuck @steadfastsaturnsrings @giddyupbuck @captain-hen and you if you have something to share 💜💜
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Im sorry if this is a dumb question but... who is James? I'm not caught up on new Inscryption lore and I am very confused aha
character revealed by the console ARG, heres the doc summary check it out
he is the character who is screaming inside the melter, he used to be mags old Ruby Mage student before he had him replaced by pike mage (whose name was just revealed to be Amber)
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watched a podcast with roberta today where she talks about her coming out process and the whole figuring out she was a lesbian and it was so intense. I kept thinking about how she’s mentioned that on aloto they all contributed to the creation and backstories of the characters, and kelly has also talked about all her suggestions and the 40 page doc for Jess and how some things are so similar to herself and so on.
So it got me thinking about Lupe’s backstory AGAIN. More specifically if Roberta also drew some connection to herself with the character. The religious latine background is there in full, and it must have been Something to play it. but there’s also the late-bloomeness of it that Roberta talks about in the podcast, how much she tried to overcompensate in some things even though she wasn’t fully conscious of “oh, I’m gay”. And I can see that with Lupe so much, in how she is clearly uncomfortable with the dresses and charm school and the whole femininity performance, while at the same time showing a kind of resignation towards it, like she’d done it before and had learned how to do it in an almost adequate way, a passable way.
Bottom line is I’m still so fucking hung up on Lupe’s baggage and how little we got to see of it while also having a lot of information thrown at us. And Roberta is so fucking elusive and private even in settings where she’s there to talk about those things.
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Cool so bc Microsoft office randomly didn’t accept my payment my license is currently suspended so in theory I should be able to view my docs but not edit them but
Somehow
SOMEHOW when I opened a doc MY FOOTNOTES WERE GONE
42 PAGES OF RESEARCH QUOTES ALL CITATIONS IN THE FOOTNOTES GONE
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is the appetite for more #devaiden fanfiction on this website strong enough for me to finally start working on my insane meandering au-of-an-au that has consumed 90% of my waking thoughts since i was about halfway through writing reputation? absolutely not. but i also wrote reputation for an active audience of about 2 people and look where that got me
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I'm having to rewrite a smut scene in vampire Johnny to better match the vibe of what's going on in the rest of the scene, so here is the cut snippet for those interested:
Because this bed is where Andy and I fucked. It's where we slept. It's where we hid out when the world was too much for us. The last time I saw him had been in this room. Steven's scent, his presence, all felt so out of place. Like a phantom in a faded old photograph.
“Steven -” I murmured, shutting my eyes. “I…I need to change the sheets first. If that's alright.”
Steven gave me a perplexed look then silently rolled himself off of me. I hurried out of the room and went to get fresh linens out of the closet down the hall. Once the sheets were changed, I took them down to the kitchen and put them in the wash so I'd not be bothered by the scent of them anymore. Though a part of me wanted to rip them right back out and keep them safely stowed away in my tomb.
I headed back up to Andy's room and found Steven sprawled on the bed with his hand on his stomach. His face was flushed, and his cock was straining up through his jeans, so I knew he'd been touching himself. Though I wasn't particularly surprised. He'd been randy since I woke up.
I sat myself on top of him and playfully wriggled my arse down until he started to moan. “Yeah? You need it? You need me to touch you?”
Steven let out a desperate sound, and I suddenly realised he was about to come. I wasn't sure how I knew that, exactly, but I figured it was something to do with the binding ritual. Arousal was as intense an emotion as fear was, after all.
I lifted myself up so he could breathe then started tugging my shirt off. The buttons kept slipping from my fingers so I yanked it over my head and onto the floor along with my undershirt. I rolled over onto my back to get my jeans off, but Steven pinned me and began to kiss along my shoulder. I wrapped my legs around him with a loud moan then tilted my head to the side so he could have better access to my neck.
The two small scars there, from where I was turned, were especially sensitive, and when Steven sank his teeth into them, I felt my eyes roll back. My cock let out a sudden jet of precome, and I frantically twisted myself up against him for more.
“Fuck -” A loud buzzing started up in my ears when he did it again, and I blindly tore at my jeans until they were out of the way. I tried to get a hand around my cock, but Steven knocked it away. “I gotta - I gotta come.”
Steven gave me a knowing look as he slid down between my thighs. He pressed his tongue right against my slit, and I couldn’t push him away. I couldn't do anything. My neck was burning. My stomach was tight. I was so fuckin’ close -
“Oh fuck! Fuck, fuck!”
Steven wrapped his mouth around me as I began to come, and in no time at all he started to go lax and loose. I shakily wiped up the mess dripping from his lips and sighed.
“I told you not to do that, didn't I?” I rumbled, my body still trembling. My cock hadn't gone soft yet, either, and I gave it a few slow pulls just to tease myself. “Just look at the state you're in.”
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