#a brief exchange

[tomsmusictaste]

The Alphabet With Tomsmusictaste | D

[remyfire]

Lines that always hit so fucking good

[ohmyglobwhatthefrickamievendoing]

Have we considered how fucking pissed (lucius) the rest of the crew would have been if they found out Ed left Stede??? The man nearly succeeds in killing all of you because he got dumped only to turn around and dump the love of his life the second they get together????????????

[naffeclipse]

Haii again Naff!!! :3

Sorry I'm sending an ask so soon after the first one 😅 but I just thought of another thing

Imagine CS! Y/N and Sun & Moon meet some other cryptid hunter and another cryptid with a similar dynamic to theirs XD

The hunters are both on the same hunt with their pals and are just basically hanging out while looking for their sighted cryptid while their partners are just like:

Heya, babe!

PFFFFT

Just the silent looks as their little hunters greet each other lasdjfasljdfasd

[flame-shadow]

Feel free to explain your reasoning if you'd like.

[access-point]

Does anyone else constantly think of “Geralt!” “I was only at the market, Yen.” or are you normal

[cementcornfield]

Just think about all the cute JoeMarr moments we don’t get to see 😭😭😭😭

anon, i think about this all the time. it HAUNTS me. that was such a cute video we got yesterday. joe just sticking his hand up absolutely sure that ja'marr would come back for him and help him up. ja'marr's giant grin at joe being all goofy. and none of it felt out of the ordinary!!! things like that are happening with them all the time and we DON'T GET TO SEE IT!! AHHHH!!!

[brandonxdylan]

[junotter]

sometimes researching for avatar redesigns has you 6 layers deep into the Japan's Meiji era allies wiki

[pray-forgive-meow]

Do you want children?

There once existed a time in my life where the notion of bringing a child into this world held as much certainty as the presence of my brother at my side. The question of my desire in the matter scarcely crossed my mind.

But things have since changed, Anonymous. Even had I possessed the slightest sliver of confidence in my own suitability as a parent, I would not have wished for my family name—nor for the curse that it bears—to carry on to another generation. Allowing for such a thing to happen would be not only thoughtless, but indeed cruel.

No; the name of van Zieks shall die with me, and the world shall be all the better for it.

[goldiipond]

thinking about how easily ray was willing to make an exception to his firm ‘i can only save emma and norman’ stance once don and gilda are actually in on the escape. the fact that, during his ‘deal’ with norman in ep 5 ‘we can bring don and gilda too’ isnt a condition norman had that ray begrudgingly agreed to but rather one that ray brought up completely unprompted.

ray has spent years coming to terms with the fact that saving everyone is impossible, years putting emma and norman over everyone else because they were the most precious people in his life and because risking a bigger escape could get everyone killed. he thought it was better for the others to live ignorant, happy lives until their shipment than to get killed on the outside. 

ray never had that same ignorant bliss the others had, emma and norman lost it after seeing conny, and while don and gilda aren’t given the full truth at first, they are given enough to have that illusion shattered for them as well. i just think a lot about how ray knows what it’s like to be trapped in that house without that happy illusion, and the moment don and gilda lose it, he can’t allow himself to push them away anymore.

[grapecaseschoices]

hii!! if you're taking requests, can I ask for giggling while kissing for Pierre and Felix? 👀

this is 20,000 yrs old [ three ish months], but new laptop, im gonna try writing again. let's goooooooo.

Felix eyed his boyfriend with a frown.

No.

Well, that was an exaggeration -- it was impossible to eye his boyfriend, with a frown or anything else (!), with the stacks of books and paperwork that was piled upon the stilted desk that Pierre was tucked behind.

On it's own the old, wooden piece of furniture would stand as a whale in front of a shrimp a flounder in the face of Felix, who was currently standing one moderately-high platform below it, but today there was also the aforementioned paperwork.

He supposed that all the books and the paperwork weren't the newest factor. After all, the "antique" was one of Nat's most prize possessions in the warehouse study. It was something something something some-kind-of-natural-reddish-tree, something something Edwardian [or was that Gregorian? wait ... wasn't that a song?], something something something a classic. And it had been VERY expensive something something.

Somehow Ava hadn't blown her top off. [And Felix had seen that price tag; he would've been able to buy himself a new beanie everyday of his life for the next 100 years. He's pretty sure. He's fudging the math, but it was something similar.] Maybe it was because the desk seemed to do what Nat had promised; stow away a boatload of paperwork. Maybe it was because, as almost always, Ava couldn't deny Nat anything -- so long as it didn't counter a mission.

Maybe -- Felix didn't know. Felix had quickly dismissed the desk as soon as he'd seen it, sooner -- if he remembered right. It was boring and it wasn't as if he was allowed to use it. He was pretty sure that the only two people allowed even within a few feet of that thing were Ava and Nat. Or. He had been.

He supposed that was the benefit of being Nat's other bestie --- and normally Felix couldn't help but coo over his Natikins finding someone who was equal to her in nerd; but sneak pictures of how animated his boyfriend looked whenever he engaged Nat in a conversation about some dead guy who once wore togas.

Maybe that was because he could actually see his boyfriend when he was doing those kind of things. Pierre had been at this for HOURS. At this rate, Felix was certain he might die of boredom by the time a certain detective remembered to come up for air. This wasn't an exaggeration! -- Felix knew from experiencing Pierre at the station just how focused his bae could be.

Felix let out a dramatic huff. A loud one.

And for a moment, he thought might've been enough -- but it turned out the shuffling was just because Pierre had dropped his pen.

In that moment, Felix disliked pens as much as he disliked paperwork and desks. Luckily, for Pierre, and for himself, Felix wasn't someone easily deterred.

He knew of one assured way that could distract attention to what deserved Pierre's focus the most -- his lips at the moment. He tok the steps up the platform and stood before the desk. He carefully - after all, he may be reckless but he wasn't malicious - placed his hands in front of the things on the desk and pushed himself up with the strength of his flattened palms [and vamprisim]. Then he leaned forward and placed a kiss on Pierre's bowed head, before settling himself back down to the ground quietly.

He bit back a giggle as he heard the muttered confusion. And he waited. Before he did it again. When he was certain that Pierre's attention was upward, he darted to the side of the table and leaned forward to --- well, the plan had been to lay a kiss on the back of his boyfriend's neck or at his ears, but instead of looking upward, Pierre was looking right at him with those brown eyes that always proceeded to steal Felix's breath. And, at the moment, proceeded to cause Felix to lose his balance.

He couldn't help but feel a little smug when Pierre's hands reached out to grab him instead of the paperwork they'd both ended up knocking against. So smug, he took advantage of the situation and pecked a kiss on Pierre's forehead before he settled down in his boyfriend's lap as said boyfriend tightly pulled him close. Though, when he apologized for the mess he meant it.

Pierre's form was tense but Felix knew he meant it when he said, "I don't you to worry about it. I can fix it in a matter of minutes. If anything, I'm the one who owes you an apology, not the other way around." At Felix's frown, he continued. "I've been ignoring you, haven't I? For the past --"

Felix caught his face fast, delighted in how the newly growing beard bristled against his hands, and kept Pierre's attention on him. He knew if Pierre would caught the time, he would end up feeling awful - they were working on work/life balance - and that wasn't what Felix was here for.

"Then start now." He insisted; a small, warm smile quirked his lips.

At that, for a moment, it wasn't just Pierre's posture that was rigid bu his typically serious expression became more firm than usual. And for a moment Felix worried that the mood might get ruined, if Pierre chose to ignore his words.

But muscle by muscle, Pierre eased in his grip -- his own smile teased at the corner of his mouth as he murmured, "You're right -- I shouldn't waste more time. How about this for repayment?"

Felix was about to say something -- but it died in his mind, it vanished before it could reach his tongue, as Pierre leaned forward and pressed two kisses on his head. Instead of at the crown, as he had done for Pierre, but at each of his temple. One the second kiss, he teasingly nudged the edge of the beanie on Felix's head upward with the tip of his nose. Felix's suddenly hammering heart slowed, slightly, when a giggle tumbled out his mouth. The sound morphed to snickered amusement as Pierre kissed dead center at his ear. "Gross." Felix joked.

He laughed louder when Pierre kissed his chin. Laughter slowly melted into something warm when Felix got all the kisses he had been desiring -- and then some. Slowly and teasing. Warm and heart-fluttering. Sweet and all his. Kisses upon kisses until Pierre's lips found his.

[void-of-chill]

[echotunes]

hehe people in twitch chat talking to me... i am having conversations... yes...

[ahagisborn]

Alarming: did not finish a single book in October but did read significant chunks of both of these mostly due to the silent book club I joined which I described to my brother as being for beautiful millennial shut-ins

[mylittleredgirl]

i can't even tell you how mad at myself i am for forgetting to nominate jeffrey sinclair/catherine sakai for rarepair exchange. i'm so mad that for a second i started actually signing up for the 5k longfic exchange because someone had requested them there. like i was fully checking out the sign-ups on the auto ao3 app and studying the sign-up sheet syntax before i caught myself. no. absolutely not. i'm closing the window and then i'm noting this on my manic impulse symptom chart.