#Life on the Edge

[elshe]

Dragon Lover = Cat Lover

They’re simultaneous.

So here I have the gang trying to lure a cat into their clubhouse with a fish. 💀 I think it’s a cute idea that they were all eating dinner as usual when Tuff pointed and said, “look it’s a cat!” and everyone got excited lol

[boanerges20]

Michael Dunlop Isle Of Man T.T.

[emlee81]

Joel Miller X Female Reader- Protective

***

You, Joel and Ellie are ambushed by several infected and you find out just how protective both Joel and Ellie are of you.

Swearing and violence.

****

You feel as though you've walking for hours, your feet feeling heavier with each step you take. Shit. How many days has it been since you agreed to take Ellie out West with your partner, Joel Miller?

Too many. Too many damn days. Why can't this just be over with already?

Ellie steps closer to you, occasionally glancing at your face, a deep thoughtful look etched into her youthful face and you can't help but grin.

"Y/N, you feeling all right?" You chuckle, reaching for Ellie's hand, giving her fingers an affectionate squeeze before releasing.

"Just tired, Ellie. But I appreciate the sentiment."

"How long before we take another break?" Ellie asks, her gaze looking into the vast distance. There's nothing of much interest on the horizon and it makes you wary.

"A while yet." Joel joins you, looking into your eyes briefly before staring straight ahead, his eyes getting that vacant look that they often do.

No one says another word for a good twenty minutes. Suddenly, up ahead, you spot...oh shit.

Infected.

Immediately, Joel slides his gun around, a stone hard look on his face as he aims at the slow figure lumbering towards you.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The infected falls to the ground, as you turn your head away, not wanting to see it anymore. Ellie reaches over, clutching at your arm and it makes you smile.

She's a good kid, who's, unfortunately, been dealt a rough hand in life. Although you weren't terribly pleased at first to be her temporary guardian, you got to know Ellie better and now, you're quite protective of her.

"Seriously?" Ellie says, looking disgusted. "It's starting to really piss me off, constantly running into those..things."

"They aren't "things,"" Joel snaps. "They were people."

"Yeah, people who are now monsters."

Joel opens his mouth, but doesn't get a chance to respond, as you see what he sees. An entire horde of infected, coming directly at you.

"Oh shit!" Ellie cries, her fingers tightening on your bag strap. "What are you we gonna do?"

"Run like hell." You take off at top speed, occasionally turning to fire at the infected chasing you.

Your heart is fluttering wildly in your chest as Ellie struggles to keep pace with you. You grit your teeth and push yourself harder. You'll be damned if any of those infected touch Joel or Ellie.

You spot a building several feet to your left and reach behind you, fumbling for Ellie's hand. She grabs on, clinging, holding on for dear life as you two veer over towards the entrance of the building.

You practically drag Ellie inside, pushing her behind you, still firing at the infected, covering Joel as he races inside, firing his own weapon.

A loud, screeching noise appears from behind you all and Ellie whips around, eyes wide, as two infected come charging at you.

"Oh hell no!" Ellie reaches down, picking up a piece of brick, chucking at the lead infected, dropping them to the ground.

You fire at the second one, who screams in pain, dropping beside the first one.

"We need to move!" Joel shouts, grabbing you by the hand and tugging you along, Ellie clinging to your other hand.

You see a car just over and you let go of Joel's hand, dashing forward to see if it's serviceable. You see some car keys hanging from the ignition and quickly open the driver's side door, leaning in and trying the car.

It starts up almost immediately and you tell Ellie to get into the back seat, shouting for Joel, who's still trying to keep the infected at bay.

Joel hurries over, grasping the car door handle to the passenger side and slides inside.

You're already throwing the car into reverse as three infected appear, screeching and clawing at the car windows, making Ellie screech in terror.

"Hold on!" You quickly manage to maneuver the car forward, running over the infected and driving straight through the side of the building. You draw a shaky breath, glancing in the side view mirror, watching as the building and the rest of the infected grow smaller and smaller.

"Is everyone all right?" Joel asks, first looking back at Ellie, who's shaking a little and then over at you, his gaze lingering for a few seconds.

"Define all right," Ellie mutters, drawing her legs up and wrapping her arms around them, resting her chin on her knees.

"We're fine, Joel," you murmur, reaching out to touch his fingers. Joel nods.

"When are we gonna stop?" Ellie asks.

"In a couple of hours."

"Are you really okay, Y/N?" Ellie bursts out, her voice quivering slightly.

"I'm just fine, baby girl. Are you?"

"I'm okay." You glance at Ellie in the rear view mirror and lock eyes. Hers look a little moist.

"I don't want to lose you," Ellie says softly. "Either of you."

You stop the car at an empty intersection and put it in park, reaching back to touch Ellie's face.

"We're not going anywhere, baby girl. I'm staying right by your side."

Ellie smiles a little and grabs your hand, squeezing. You smile, gently tugging your hand away.

"Looks like you're stuck with us," Joel adds. You chuckle and resume the driving.

"Lucky me," Ellie says but there's no sarcasm in her voice.

"That's right, Ellie," you say. "Lucky you."

[romainlettusdinnerparty]

i have been tirelessly attempting to plan the layout of this tiny little studio apartment im gonna be living in and i have figured out that two feet of space is incredibly easy for me to walk through and i have never felt more relieved.. its all coming togetherrrr

[dungeonofthedragon]

What a cool idea! I just discovered this now and I'd love to give it a go.

Day 1: First RPG Bought This Year

Boyfriend Dungeon: Life on the Edge

Haven't had a chance to play this one, but really enjoyed reading it. The suggested setting of playing Arthurian weapon-people captivated me, and certainly contributed to me eventually writing For the Grail.

[creationcast]

Our February series is underway! We invited Maso Perez to join us to learn about the official Boyfriend Dungeon TTRPG, Life on the Edge!

We were thrilled to learn about this unique game where you play as people who can turn into weapons, and it's as much about your relationships with one another as it is about fighting through some very personal dungeons where you wield one another in battle.

If you like what you hear on this episode, the rest of this month's series is up on our patreon! Check out episode 2 and 3 right here:

[csmsdust]

I'm 50 pages in a book about quantum biology and it's my new favorite

[mtmcguire]

This week I have been mostly …

Running around like a blue-arsed fly. No change there then. Even so, I am going to write a blog post because I am beginning to understand that writing reasonably regular blogs is actually part of my self-care regimen. Yes. This is where I vent, and if I don’t, I start venting to actual Real Humans. The joy of a blog is that, if you don’t want to read this, you can just not read it, but Real Live…

[valtsv]

HEARTWARMING: the person you love and trust enough to sleep beside breathes loudly and regularly, providing you with the comforting knowledge that their heart still beats even while unconscious. DEVASTATING: it's annoying as fuck and you could honestly smother them with their pillow for five minutes of peace.

[sunderwight]

Bingqiu AU where Luo Binghe's the chosen village sacrifice to the evil deity who lives up the mountain.

Normally the village sends maidens, but they've more or less run out of expendable girls of the right age and, ahem, "virtues". So of course Luo Binghe's early life bad luck kicks in. In the wake of his mother's death there's no one to really care about what happens to him, he's fairly pretty, and the village leaders decide that if they dress him up like a girl the teenaged homeless kid should pass well enough. And hey, y'know, he's probably got a hard life ahead for him anyway -- dying in a brothel of some venereal disease or on the streets of exposure or starvation. At least as a sacrifice, everyone else gets to benefit from his loss! And the kid will get added to a shrine and be remembered as a hero! If anything, he should be happy about this!

Binghe is not happy about this.

But he's also a skinny underfed nobody who is easily overpowered, dressed up like a bride, and tied to a post. So. Not much he can do but wait for the evil deity to come and do whatever horrible thing he's gonna do to him.

Meanwhile, Shen Yuan is pretty sure he's been isekai'd into the over-powered hero of some kind of supernatural adventure story? He's not totally sure because he doesn't recognize the setting, but the signs are there. He's got a shrine-like base of operations (though it seems to have become corrupted/ruined, probably he has to restore it somehow), he has a very resilient and handsome new body with spiritual energy of some kind flowing through him, and a very clearly magical sword. Plus lots of neat starter powers! Though it feels like he has other abilities that have been blocked somehow? Probably he has to level up in order to access them.

When he treks out of his "base" and finds what seems to be a distressed maiden, he takes it for his beginner hero mission. The girl claims that she's been doomed to be sacrificed to an evil god. That sounds a little above Shen Yuan's pay grade for dealing with, so he unties her and decides that they had better just get out of the whole region altogether. He already packed up anything useful from his base, anticipating he might get caught up in an adventure once he left, so they follow the river away from the settlement until they reach another one.

While they travel, Luo Binghe tells Shen Yuan about the cursed deity, Shen Qingqiu, who was cast out of the heavens for slaughtering one of his brethren and has apparently being do-who-knows what to maidens from the local village in exchange for his "protection" ever since. Sounds like a real asshole! And also mid-level boss type bad guy at least. Shen Yuan hopes he doesn't have to fight him, but he probably will.

Thank goodness he found Binghe, though! Clearly the helpful little sister type! He's definitely going to require her assistance if he's going to figure out how to navigate this world and level up his skills enough to take on a god.

[boanerges20]

The Isle Of Man Motorcycle Races

[emlee81]

Joshua Faraday-Whiskey and Sunsets Pt. 3

After a few days on the trail with Joshua, I slowly begin to miss Salina and my old life. It wasn't a great life but it was the only one I had. I think Joshua begins to notice. Although he doesn't say anything at first. Maybe he thinks it'll pass and I'll be fine within a few days. If he only knew.

****

Two more weeks pass and I'm still floundering from leaving so abruptly. As much I thought I'd enjoy some time away from there and a little adventure, homesickness has permanently taken up residence in my mind.

"Mira." Joshua is lying beside me, my body pressed into his as he caresses my back. I stifle a sob, which has slowly overcome my senses.

"You miss Salina, huh?"

"Yes."

"I'd really love for you to stay," Joshua murmurs softly. "But if you can't take it anymore, I'll take you back."

I don't respond right away. I can't. Mostly because I'm crying. But now that I have Joshua, I can't abandon him. He's become a part of who I am and I'm not the sort who just runs off because I'm downtrodden.

"I'll...I'll stay with you, Joshua." I slide back, grabbing a handkerchief and wiping my face and nose.

"I shouldn't have expected you to just throw your life away because of me."

"You never asked that of me," I say vehemently. "I left on my own accord. You didn't drag me off, kicking and screaming."

"No," Joshua agrees. "But I asked a lot of you. Expecting you to just be okay with leaving that all behind."

"It's been an adjustment," I admit. I recall how Salina just took care of me. She never asked for anything in return. I never understood why she did that for me. I was a nobody.

"I'm sure things will get easier as time goes on," I add. Joshua hugs me close and I cling to him. As much as I ache for the familiarity of my old town, being with Joshua makes up for it. (Mostly.)

"All right." Joshua kisses my forehead and I smile through the remainder of my tears. "But if you change your mind, don't hesitate to tell me."

"Oh trust me, Joshua," I murmur, stroking his hair. "I'll let you know."

***

The ache does seem to slowly dull with time. There are times when it still hurts and I ache to be back with Salina and see all those regular patrons. But for the most part, I feel that I made the right decision in leaving with Joshua Faraday.

***

We'd had an interesting run in with a mysterious man dressed in black. He'd asked if maybe Joshua and I were interested in making some extra cash. Immediately I was intrigued by this man's offer.

"The lady isn't involved," Joshua says, that fierceness coming out in him. I smirk. After all these months, Joshua Faraday is still trying to protect me.

"I'll speak for myself, Mr. Faraday," I say crisply. The man in black smirks. He knows I'm not backing down from whatever this fight turns out to be.

"Mira," Joshua begins but I hold up my hand, halting his egotistical speech.

"I can look after myself. I have been for years now."

"It'll be dangerous," Joshua warns me.

"Joshua, life is dangerous."

"She makes a fair point," the man in black says. Joshua shakes his head, moving to mount his horse. I follow suit, smirking as we ride out of town.

"Don't say I didn't warn you."

***

There are others. Each as different as can be. I don't recall all of their names but they're all fierce in their own way and I respect them for it. Especially when they realize just how tough I can be as well.

***

"This is madness." Joshua is leaning against the bar in the saloon, looking terribly uncomfortable. He shifts from one foot to the other, downing whiskey.

"No shit." Joshua looks directly at me. His eyes are beginning to glaze over. I don't know if it's because he's drunk or something else.

"Joshua, are you all right?"

"No!" The venom in his tone surprises me. I fall back, just staring at him. He mumbles an apology before refilling his glass.

"Let's take a walk," I suggest.

"I'm not in the mood for no damn walk," Joshua groans.

"We're going on a walk." I grab his arm, nearly dragging him out of the saloon, as a few others make an Oooh sound, like they know he's in trouble.

"What's your problem?" Joshua's words are slurred somewhat.

"You're worried about me," I say quietly. "Well, let me tell you something, Joshua Faraday. I'm just as worried about you."

"I'll be fine."

"You aren't fine now," I point out. It's pitch black out here, the only lights coming from the saloon and a few windows lit up from kerosene lamps.

"You don't belong in this fight." Joshua suddenly bends over, hurling. I step away.

"Why?" I demand once Joshua has finished getting sick. "Because I'm a woman?"

"Yes."

"You damn men! Always thinking us women are so damn fragile! It's disgusting."

Joshua wipes his mouth with the tail end of his shirt, glancing over at me.

"I'm just scared, Mira. Scared you won't make it out alive."

"As if I haven't had that same thought about you," I murmur.

"Yeah, but should something happen to me, you have a home to return to. Me? If something happens to you, I'll probably just end up drinking myself to death."

"Oh, Joshua." I move, gently wrapping my arms around him, burying my face in his back. We stand there, enveloped in darkness and our unsettling thoughts.

"We're gonna get through this," I whisper. "And once the dust settles, we'll go start a new life together."

Joshua reaches out to grasp one of my hands, holding it tenderly.

"That sounds like a mighty fine idea, Miss Ross."

***

Bullets rain down all around us. I feel like I've been shooting for hours at these idiots. There was a whole bunch of them, arriving on horseback, their leader in the middle, looking like he was some damn king.

I'd ended up in the bell tower with two of the others. One of them is indeed gifted with using a rifle.

We fire and fire. I suddenly see Joshua swing up on his horse, riding out to a small cluster of men. My heart jumps into my throat as I watch him risk everything.

***

It's over. Not everyone made it out alive. Luckily Joshua wasn't one of those. We say our goodbyes, collect our reward and head out to begin a new life together.

***

A year later:

"Joshua, just what are you doing?" I'm standing at the doorway of our modest little cabin, watching as Joshua climbs down from the roof, grinning proudly.

"I just finished the roof, baby." Joshua hops down from the last few rungs on the ladder, taking off his hat and wiping away the sweat on his brow.

"It's about damn time, too," I grumble. "I'm tired of getting rained on in the middle of the night."

Joshua laughs, grabbing me and spinning me around. I chuckle as he sets me on my feet again. I grab the front of his shirt, pulling him in for a kiss. Joshua grins again. I love the teasing look in his eyes.

"I'm pleased it's finished, too." Joshua moves, putting an arm around my waist as we survey the finished cabin.

"Now that this place is weather tight," I say. "What do you think about us expanding our family?"

Joshua gives me a gentle squeeze, planting a kiss on the crown of my head as I nestle closer to his chest.

"I think I'd like that, Mrs. Faraday."

"Good because I have a little surprise for you."

"You're pregnant already?" I laugh.

"I'm not sure yet. But it's a strong possibility, Mr. Faraday."

"Well damn." Joshua scratches his beard, looking a little disappointed.

"What?"

"I'll lose my drinking partner!" I laugh again, shaking my head.

"Don't worry, Mr. Faraday," I murmur. "We've always have our whiskey and sunsets."

[humbuns]

pieced together till they're no longer broken apart

[seiwas]

you wear katsuki’s clothes to bed.

among all your cotton and silk pajamas, you prefer the thinning fabric of his faded tees. there are holes in some of them, just a few more seams away from their undoing as they fit far too large on you—but that’s why you love them.

they’re comfy and worn; lived in with love from the man that you love. when katsuki is gone for days or weeks at a time, you find his warmth intertwined within the threads of his t-shirts. when the fabric presses against your back, the bed doesn’t feel nearly as empty as it is.

(though it can never replace him. nothing can, you fear.)

“hoggin’ all my shirts,” he tuts, but you know it means nothing. the roll of white fabric is neatly folded unto itself, its crisp corners unfurling once handed over.

you giggle, shaking off its folds and fitting the hem right over your head. from the corner of your eye, you see katsuki’s gaze, watching you wrangle the fabric over you as the towel wrapped around your body slowly drops to the floor.

he turns away then, a little too quickly, a little too abruptly. if you look at him now, you’re sure you’ll find flushed cheeks and crimson eyes burning in shame for wanting you so inopportunely.

“guess you’ll just have to take me with it then.”