#I'm really excited about this one

[keicordelle]

I’ve been wanting to play with Thanuri for a while, so I’m finally getting started with a new multi-chapter fic! Following the blossoming of their romance on the First and the development from friends to feelings to partners. I’ll be updating the tags (and the rating, I’m lying to you when I say explicit here -- for now) as I go, but for now, here’s the first chapter! Or, you can read it here on Ao3!

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Chapter 1: On the Threshold of Fate

The feeling of the wood beneath Thancred’s knuckles was solid, the impact shuddering all the way up his arm as he knocked. Please let him be home, please let him be home... Or, perhaps more accurately: please tell me I didn't subject myself to the wiles of those pixies for nothing. He wasn't sure if the Twelve could hear prayers from the first, but evidently someone could, because he only had to wait a few moments (albeit impossibly long moments filled with bated breath and surreptitious glances for the colorful flutter of wings) before the towering oak door creaked open, revealing the figure of an old friend in its wake.

At least, he was pretty sure that was Urianger standing before him. Thancred’s jaw dropped as he took him in, hardly able to believe his own eyes. Muscles rippled up Urianger’s bare arms, a gold band digging into the supple flesh of a bicep that was nearly as wide around as Thancred’s thigh. Bejeweled bangles and golden bracers hid most of his toned forearms, a spectacle in and of themselves, even discounting the body they adorned. Gone was the frumpy robe and tinted goggles that had shrouded his features for as long as Thancred had known him; instead, graceful black cloth hung almost haphazardly from his broad shoulders, cinched at the waist but otherwise falling loosely about his frame, leaving his collarbones and a good portion of his upper chest exposed. The wide golden collar that graced his slender neck could maybe have been considered a gorget if you were being generous (very generous), though in truth Thancred’s mind was much more interested in the way it drew the eye and glittered so beautifully on him than any sort of defensive capabilities it might offer. More jewels and golden chains draped elegantly over the skirt, the near hip-high slit in the thin fabric almost making Thancred swallow his own tongue until he realized Urianger wore a sort of white petticoat beneath it and was not leaving quite that much of his glorious body on display. Thancred swallowed thickly, more than idly curious what the rest of his body looked like beneath that flowing robe, and he squashed that thought before it could take hold. Had Urianger always been this hot? Because seven hells, he was gorgeous.

Thancred forced his eyes up before looking became leering, though it was probably safe to say he'd already passed the point of staring longer than was reasonable. Soft grey hair framed Urianger’s face in its usual long, feathered locks, unchanged since the last time Thancred had seen him, and he breathed an internal sigh of relief to find at least this much of his friend to be as he'd expected. His beard was still neatly trimmed, arching up to frame his soft-looking lips, which were perhaps a touch thin but certainly nothing to complain about. Thancred wetted his own lips, dragging his eyes higher to find Urianger’s piercing golden gaze upon him, measuring him in turn - if a bit less lecherously than Thancred was Urianger. There was a pleasant warmth in their depths that felt like a homecoming, and Thancred’s heart fluttered in his chest.

"Urianger?" His voice came out in a rather undignified squeak, and he cleared his throat lest he make more of a fool of himself than he already was.

"Thancred, 'tis good to see thee. Pray forgive me for not seeking thee out upon mine arrival in the First; the Exarch apprised me of thine wanderings, and I fear my presence would have been more hindrance than help." Which was probably true, especially if he'd showed up looking like that, but the folded weapon at his back revealed that he had diversified more than just his outfit in the years since Thancred had last seen him.

"Don't worry about it. It sounds like you've got yourself well situated here, with a flock of pixie guards and a library's worth of books to study... But it's good to see you too." Damn good.

Apparently Thancred’s staring was not as subtle as he'd hoped, because Urianger shifted his weight awkwardly from foot to foot before asking, "What thinkest thou of my new raiment?" He brushed his hands self-consciously down his skirt, and Thancred’s eyes followed the motion before he caught himself and dragged them back up to his face.

"You... you look- good," he spluttered, swallowing back the three dozen more accurate compliments that rose to his tongue, at least two dozen of which were guaranteed to make Urianger blush a scandalized red.

Instead, he offered Thancred a warm smile before his eyes slid past him to land on Minfilia, half-hidden where she huddled behind Thancred’s back. "And I suspect thou art Minfilia, the Oracle of Light. 'Tis a pleasure to make thine acquaintance."

Minfilia squeaked out a greeting that Thancred suspected had less to do with his own reasons for fluster than it did the enigmatic and intimidating figure that Urianger made, towering over them both (and while that was nothing new, the interest it sparked certainly was).

"I sense there is much we must needs discuss," Urianger said with his typical gravity, his attention returning to Thancred. Those golden eyes held his, and he couldn't have looked away if his life depended on it. "Come in, I prithee. I shall put on a pot of tea; pray make yourselves comfortable."

Thancred choked as Urianger turned, revealing the open back on his robe that left broad planes of muscle on display, more of those golden chains dangling from the back of his collar to brush against his bare skin before arching back up into the pin at his shoulder that held his robe in place. Twelve help me. He’s going to be the death of me. Curling his fingers under his palm to deny the urge to reach out and wrap those chains around his hand, Thancred took a steadying breath, reminding himself that this was Urianger, his old friend (even if he inexplicably had the body of a sultry saint), and no, he probably was not aware of just how hot that was.

He's your friend, Thancred repeated more firmly to himself as he trailed behind him, noting absently the dusty surfaces and precarious stacks of books. Not once had Urianger ever shown any sort of interest in him - or in anyone, for that matter. Best to clear his head of any sort of indecent thoughts before they took hold. Besides, Thancred’s heartbreaking days were behind him. He was older and wiser now - and it took remarkably little wisdom to realise that making an unwanted advance on your good friend was incredibly stupid, especially when you'd come to beg said friend for refuge. So he stuffed those rising feelings into the little box in the back of his mind that bore all his woes, and he followed Urianger into his home, settling himself comfortably into his living room and his life as easy as that.

If only it were as easy as that. Somehow Thancred doubted it would go so smoothly. Because if he were being honest with himself, he suspected the fluttering beneath his breast had a lot less to do with a finely muscled physique, and a lot more to do with the warmth in those gilded eyes. And that was going to be a lot more difficult to bury within himself and forget.

Seven hells. Well at least it was going to be an interesting stay.

[Chapter 2]

[myreygn]

@ the anon who sent in the douma kokushibo akaza request for the event (thank you so much <3) with the three angstiest fucking quotes from the list and then asked me to do fluff?? kudos.

[anneapocalypse]

NaNo wordcount: 25,414 Total draft count: 47,140

HOW IS IT THE 15TH ALREADY. November just started, I swear!

Anyway, we're halfway there. This past week has been a bit of a struggle and I can definitely feel myself flagging a bit, but also I'm not technically behind; it's the halfway point of the month and I'm halfway to 50k. So far, my pacing is working. The real test will be whether I can keep up the momentum for the final two weeks. But I'm certainly going to give it my best.

Notably, the draft itself is close to hitting 50K, and I would estimate it's not even halfway done, so... this thing is going to be long. My most recent estimate was 80k and at this rate I can't imagine I'm not going to blast past that. Maybe 100k?? I guess we'll find out!

[torturedpoetsdpmt]

Hi guys!

For those of you who don't know I'm a songwriter/producer/artist and I make sparkly floaty synth pop edm, which you can find here. I'm gearing up to release a new single in ~1-2 months and I'm trying to think of how I can get people to listen. Taylor is a huge inspo for me, so think rep/midnights but make it a pinch more 80s and a tad more edm!

[chaotictarlos]

friends this breakup fic... it's hit 10,007 words and I just wrapped up writing a 2,664 smut scene for it.

[whumptimebaby]

LAST CHECK IN BEFORE I POST THE BEACH FIC, I SWEAR!

There's like, two more plot things that need to happen, and then it's done! I am tentatively saying that it'll be posted tomorrow 😎 but no promises

I wanna guess like, 18 hours maybe? It's midnight where I am right now (pacific time), and I have class at 1:30pm, so it could maybe (MAYBE) come out at 6 pst? Depends how much more I write tonight

After this, it's back to the drawing board 👹 I mentioned somewhere that I have an T fic that I've been meaning to write since April, so maybe that? There's a good chance it's back to hurt/comfort or angst after this 😔✊

But all of this is to say: don't worry, still writing for 4*Town, fixation is not fading, just needed to pace myself with this one to avoid burnout 👍

[irohsteaa]

Richard Braun related fic goes brrrr

[suiheisen]

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera

[varilien]

man, it's a hot one like seven inches from the midday sun

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[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

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[wikiangela]

several sentence sunday

tagged by @hippolotamus

sooo bucktommy won me over, i couldn't resist anymore 🙈 so here's a bit of them after their date lol just to be clear, im still 10000% about buddie but im gonna enjoy this while it lasts bc I feel like this is exactly what buck needs rn lol I just wanna write him be giddy and stupid and flustered about a boy even if that's not eddie haha (also, I didn't get the Tommy hype before but after seeing him everywhere for two days... I get it now 🥵)

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"(...) We should do this again.” Tommy says, turning fully towards Buck, and Buck’s eyes immediately find his lips. He can’t wait to kiss him again, and this would be the time, at the end of the date, wouldn’t it?

“We should.” Buck nods, licks his lips, eyes darting up to Tommy’s eyes. He’s smiling softly, just looking at Buck. “I-” he starts, and then thinks, fuck it, and this time he makes a move, as he leans across the console to grab Tommy’s chin, like he did Buck’s in his kitchen, and bring him in for a kiss. Tommy immediately reciprocates, and Buck melts against him, and then when Tommy’s calloused hand covers his cheek, it just feels so- so different, in the best way possible. This kiss lasts longer than the first one, each of them constantly coming back for more, but it’s as gentle and tender as that one. Buck loves it, and can’t help smiling into it. He wants more. “Hey.” Buck says, finally pulling away, licks his spit-covered lips nervously. “Do you- do you maybe wanna come in for a beer?” he asks shyly, and at Tommy’s surprised expression and raised eyebrow he realizes it might sound like he’s inviting him for more than a beer, and he panics again. “I- I- I mean, just a beer. And maybe- maybe more of this.” he pecks Tommy’s lips again, not able to resist a smile. “But just a beer. I don’t think I’m- But who knows, maybe-” he stumbles over his words, because the truth is, he wants Tommy, he wants… he wants so much, he wants to experience so much for the first time – it’s just that he’s not sure if it’s not too quick for this relationship, and for him.

“Evan.” Tommy interrupts, bringing his other hand up, now cradling Buck’s face in both, thumbs moving soothingly along Buck’s cheeks. “Your pace, remember? No pressure, no rush.”

“You’re really cool, you know that?” Buck whispers.

“So I keep hearing.” Tommy chuckles, and it’s adorable. He kisses Buck again, and the butterflies in Buck’s stomach go crazy. Fuck, he doesn't remember the last time he felt this giddy and excited and just light. “I’d love to come in for a beer.”

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[bdugo]

SONIC RUSH! 💙💜

Double-sided, 3.5” acrylic charm, available now!

[tomwambsgans]

greg said actually i wanna take YOU out and I'M gonna pay for it

[zoppzoop]

day 17 to 23 of drawing jrwi characters daily till riptide is back

"I'm not one to have people killed, but if I was going to, I have a first pick." edward twilight is like a stress toy to me ngl

ko-fi || commissions

[front-facing-pokemon]

[silverskye13]

In which being a knight is a double-edged sword, and Helsknight isn't wearing his gauntlets.