#and ive been catching up on modern stuff and like

[michaeljoncarter]

it really is starting to feel like every single person at dc has somehow just completely forgotten how storytelling works on a fundamental level. like i genuinely believe 99% of the problems they’re having could be solved if all the writers and the entire editorial staff was forced to take a middle school reading class

[nyctophiliq]

Hi mossy moss!! Ive been so down bad for Ashe lately so id like to ask for something for her! can be nsfw or fluffy stuff, or both, whatever your little heart desires :))

and ofc pls continue to take care of yourself! eat your meals and drink lots of water!! kisskiss🫶🏽🫶🏽

✮ —SUGAR MOMMY! ASHE ; elizabeth caledonia ashe

minors dni. afab! reader, both sfw and nsfw ! — lowercase writing intended, sugar mommy! ashe, modern au, warning for any nsfw theme

moss’ notes. HI CELESTE 💗 thank you for requesting, hope this is something that fulfills your request, have a nice day kiss you too drink lots and lots of water :)

— 𝐒𝐅𝐖

ashe did whatever any successful woman would- lead a company, pocket all the money she could, make herself rich, then give back to the community that deserves it in her eyes. she had more than enough money to splurge on, all those generous men who were out to wife her and have her shares of her own company were more than willing to sign a check as high as the tallest mountains and then six extra zeros after it.

your run-in with her wasn't accidental, she had her eye on you for a while, mostly ever since you moved to the town that was not so far away from her hideout. you had something that she couldn't quite put her fingers on, she just knew she wanted to have you. conveniently, a time and place presented itself for her to ask you to be her sugar baby.

elizabeth likes to keep in touch with you, to know that you're safe and well. sometimes she'll call you at night while sprawled on her sofa with a bottle of scotch just to talk to you about all sorts of things. she'll ask about your day if you have eaten and if there's anything she can do to help you, sending money, getting bob to do your shopping- she got you covered in every aspect you could think of.

do you feel neglected? she hasn't been taking you out in such a long time? expect the most luxurious dinner date that night. she is fond of pricey restaurants, having the candles lit, expensive alcohol, and little plates that cost more than they should.

you don't have a dress for that kind of dinner date? done. shoes, bags, clothes, jewelry, perfumes, cars, money... whatever you need just ask her and she will get you as soon as. you see it, you like it, you want it, and she gets it for you.

there is no argument about if you would like to wear that costume-made necklace/bracelet with her initials on it or 'property of elizabeth caledonia ashe' carved into the gold plate, you will wear it.

whenever it was a fundraising gala for any kind of charity you were present, on ashe's side with one arm around your waist at all times, showing you off and offering you the better drinks from the top shelf.

any kind of break she has you will have ti too because she is taking you on an extraordinary trip to a surprise destination. if you don't like it she can change plans one minute to wherever you'd like to go.

— 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

elizabeth is a busy woman, holding an empire up all by herself and filling out all those papers, going to those meetings, and having to listen to everyone's needs and wants, she had very little time on her hand. but that doesn't mean, however, that she doesn't need to have her needs met and this is where you come in.

driving with her anywhere never fails to be exciting. she drives idly, her hand on your knee while she makes small talk, with each passing minute her hand lingering upwards until she has the car pulled over in the night with you in the back seat, under her.

she likes gifting lingerie- the pretties sets for her prettiest darling, every day a new and different set. whenever she can, she delivers them herself discreetly wrapped up sometimes with a little bow on the tip if it's a rather eye-catching one (but all of them are, really) and there is also a note, signed by her with her lips pressed on the paper with that dark shade of lipstick you like so much. she likes when you wear them the whole day so when she decides to drop by or you visit her in her office and asks you to sit on her lap, her hands coming to undo some of the buttons of your shirt so she can stare at your pretty chest in her present. when it's late in the day, when there are no employees dropping by her office, her hand would slip up your thighs, up under your skirt to playfully snap the panties back on your skin a few times.

ashe prefers giving rather than receiving under any cirCUMstances. she is a generous lover too, put her aching needs after yours, no matter how bad she needed release, your pleasure was first for her.

if there's a toy you like you better tell her about and if there isn't and you are up to experimenting she will show you everything and anything she knows to spice up your bedroom life.

tag list ; @darlingmisa @soffisalive @sevikasangel @pixiegirlz @gonegonethankyouuu @orang3-ish

[monpalace]

Okok, so my brain is not working with writing rn BUT i will finish that “reader and time pinning” thing that i was doing I PROMISE

BUT for now imma just share some thoughts of Time because he is THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND I NEED TO RANT ABOUT HIM

*ahem*

Ive said before (on my blog) that Time uses really old and kinda cringey petnames because 1, he genuinely loves them and 2, because he LOVES making the boys squirm in second hand embarrassment. SO, have a few more of those nicknames :D -> snookums, sugarplum, baby cakes, muffin, foxy, and toots

Young time (like teenage/young adult) was an absolute bastard BUT when he falls in love with someone, he is an absolute sweet heart! Think the ‘i hate everyone but you’ trope :3

Young! Time did not know romance AT ALL! That boy was raised by a tree and a bunch if spirit kids, he has know idea what a ‘date’ is. This leads to him just acting the same around his crush but being a little nicer to them

Is then very confused as to why they dont know that he likes them. “It was so obvious? I gave you a piece of my apple pie! I was so clear with my signs 🙄🙄”

He THEN reads all the romance novels he can get his hands on (legally and illegally) just so he can impress them! Completely misunderstood everything and now he just has to straight up tell them, cause how their hair is on fire…somehow

(Modern) Time is totally the type of guy that ‘doesn’t like drama shows’ but if his lover was watching one, he’d stand behind the couch and watch. But when his lover offers to move so he can sit hes like ‘no, im not even watching it. I was just bored’ and the proceeds to watch the next 3 episodes while standing.

(Modern) Time has a leather jacket that he LOVES!! Like he will cut someone for that thing, do not fuck with it. No one is aloud to wear it expect him….And his crush/lover but SHUSH!

Time enjoys polishing his armour/sword while you read a book out aloud. You both find it rather relaxing. Until something dramatic/a polt twists happens, all if the sudden the armour/sword is dropped to the side as Time is BAFFLED by this. “They killed Aaron?! Wh-what? Why!? He was the best choice for Max!” (Hes so invested, his duties are now discarded until you two finish this chapter)

I wanna do more but this is kinda chunky :3

I love dis man so much 🫶🫶

THE WAY I PHYSICALLY AND VERBALLY CRINGED AT FOXY??? bro's the type to say "hey foxy mama" when you walk into a room unironically, he literally has no shame whatsoever whenever someone points out how dated that sounds to

time would fit the secret admirer trope so well though? but he wouldn't even be secret about it?? the lon lon sisters def gave him the advice to "just be himself" and that gave him the idea to take stuff from his woodland-spirit background

"link, why is my house filled with flowers from floor to ceiling."

"that's not a declaration of adoration here? huh."

AND HIM TAKING THE ROMANCE BOOKS? personally, i feel like he's the type to sneak into the library when (supposedly) nobodies looking and just taking whatever he can carry before sneaking back out-- but in actuality it's just that nobody cares

someone asked zelda if he was allowed to take the books because they've been coming back in a damaged state (it's not bad, but while he's workshopping how he's gonna bring words to reality, he messes up a little) and she just says its fine so long as he isn't committing crimes with them (which he has done. several times. no one knows)

ofc there are questions as to WHY he's taking the romance books specifically, but the guards and librarians just chalk it up to him entering his weird boy phase ™️ and not because he has an interest in somebody because him?? having a love interest before half the other people in the castle??? Nah.

you catch modern! time watching a (raunchy) reality show once (like love island, or jersey shore-- maybe even teen mom) and he swears up, down, to the golden three, and to the sand goddess that he just kept it on for noise and that he's paying all his attention to his work even though you caught him ON VIDEO having the most expressive reactions to certain moments

BUT THE LEATHER JACKET ONE?? someone walks up to you while you're wearing it (your relationship with time isn't common knowledge yet) and they make a joke about him burying them alive if they mess it up-- no less just because you're wearing it.

time pops up out of literal thin air making excuses that you were cold (you were not), he was hot and didn't feel like carrying it (his goosebumps say otherwise), he thought there was a tear and he wanted to try and fix it (.. yeah, okay.), he only gave it to you because you said it would go with your outfit (that is not the only reason he'd give it to you), and everything else just to try to hide the fact that he's soft

(also, bonus points if you made it??? now not even the goddesses could touch it. he's about three seconds away from giving into the inner ferality of his childhood self and biting someone if they even look at it)

but tell me why i just imagine time getting ready to like, get in a fight or something, you read something so earth-shatteringly shocking in the book, and he's immediately like "the battle can wait. [opponent] was gonna lose anyways. we have to figure out what the devil is about to happen"

i'm literally scooping ur brain from ur skull, putting it on a table, and i'm gonna examine it for the rest of ur ideas mwah

[mushtoons]

I'm not a coward so I'm asking you my question,,, what's the 'immortal besties au' about?

I just saw some art of it and I haven't scrolled long enough soo

have a seat and buckle up it's a mess <3

DFGDFDFGD okay so!!! i wanna start off with dont think too hard about it else ur brain will start to hurt (speaking from experience lmaoo) ANYWAYS!!! it's basically ingo gets sent to hisui but when ingo asks arceus to be sent home, arceus is like "dang bro sorry i didnt bring you here so it's not my problem but ya know what i actually need someone to babysit this fucker i damned, so you can just babysit him for all eternity! fair? :)" then doesnt wait for his answer

so we got ingo and volo stuck with each other, like it or not, there's rough patches, arceus didnt even bother to help ingo with him amnesia so he's still cloudy on parts of his past life and you know how it is to be around someone for too long, anger fighting ect but dont worry they begrudgingly come to an understanding and are now just vibing until time itself ends :)

well they're in modern day now, it's volo's turn to pick how they live their pretend mortal lives, so he picks unova to chill at cuz he's heard it's advanced since the last time they visited, ingo finally gets to have some memories as a treat as he catches sight of his old self and emmet, volo even convinces him to battle them so they can semi formally meet emmet and they carry on with this life, well volo's turn ends and ingo takes them somewhere else for his turn

cut to a few years later the duo is back in unova ( cuz it's volo's turn again ) when volo catches wind that one of the subway bosses had gone missing and the search was finally called off due to lack of leads after 2 long years, volo feels bad, just because god labled him a bad egg doesnt mean he is, he just wanted to reset the world to make it better :( so since it was maybe, kinda, totally his fault ingo got yeeted he decided he could fuck arceus over, i mean what's he gonna do? kill him? that's be a blessing. damn him to live forever? kinda already did that bestie,,,

so he gets emmet and elesa to come to his hotel room tries to find a way to tell them that he knows where their ingo is without making himself look crazy,,,,ends up looking crazy cuz his ingo just HAD to have a newpaper clipping of the trio claiming it to be "as close as a family photo as he'll ever have" emmet clocks him while elesa tries to call the cops cuz this nutcase is totally a stalker freak--then ingo comes home. skipping over the meltdown everyone has, and straight into project eeby-deeby rescue. we got angst, bonding, and finally a happy reunion.

meanwhile we got the emmet from when ingo first got put in hisui with no closure, no brother, and for some reason he's?? not?? aging?? so yeaahhh he's convinced he's in hell mostly when any pokemon he goes to for help basically tells him "sorry broski under strict rules from the big man himself not to help u with jackshit" so he's not doing so hot :) ( well until ingo and volo finally catch up to the era he's in then he's not doing so hot but with his brother now! )

that's a WHOLE lot but ive been thinking about this like all the time and im still working stuff out!!!! fgdfdgdfg this au is my baby and i love it

(for people who dont wanna read all that bullshit here's a diagram i made in case i dont make any sense!! )

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 5/30/2023

all you can see is my hand over the back of the couch as i give a limp wrist flick of acknowledgement and point you toward the post ↓ 

listening

Smooth Jazz by GUPPY, a selfdescribed comedic punk band that makes secular guitar music with bedroom-pop overtones. said to myself out loud on my walk "this sounds gay" and whaddya know they are.

I’m listening to smooth jazz In the parking lot outside of Joann’s Fabrics & Crafts And I’m feeling like a dumb spazz Because my mind is moving way too fast

i have had this exact experience at multiple joanns. the last bit of the song has been on loop in my head since uhh thursday when i was catching up with my spot/ify weekly recommended list. the tired, slightly ironic last-number-in-the-musical performance is really doing it for me

Jazz, baby! That’s just jazz, baby That’s just jazz That’s just jazz, baby In my brain, baby So give me a lobotomy

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reading

raymond chandler's the long goodbye.

this book destroyed me. there is some BREATHTAKING racism even for 1953. it's one of the cruelest things ive ever read. it's a sucking chest wound of a book. i'm going to think about it for the rest of my life.

i'm not able to talk about chandler novels objectively.

i am partially grieving the incredibly fucked up shit that happens to marlowe in this book (i have no fucking clue how you even go on after that, but he does) and partially grieving that this is the last full novel and there aren't any more. i know the unfinished poodle springs was finished after chandler's death but! i do not care.

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watching

One-Eyed Jacks (1961, dir. Brando). widely available for free, pluto had the nicest copy but ads that weren't blockable. this is a film where the production is as much of a story as the actual film.

i don't actually know if i enjoyed this film or had a good time watching it. i don't know that i ever need to see it more than once.

it is artistically distinct, and i genuinely mean that as a compliment. it is a rare western-that-doesn’t-have-to-be-a-western, and such a weird artifact of a particular guy's career in a particular time.

surprisingly, this is a pretty okay western to watch if you happen to be a woman. katy jurado and pina pellicier are acting their GODDAMN hearts out. despite itself, the movie paints a very good portrait of a mother-daughter relationship and some goodass parenting. women make mistakes and don't die about it. nobody gets raped!!! the absolute lowest bar a western can possibly have. as a quick sidebar, it's not that i think movies should never address rape, it's that westerns always address it in a way that makes my stomach turn.

it is a slow-burning revenge that mostly takes place on a beach, but it also takes you in great uneven hurtling lurches toward its finale. it wants to have things to say about lies, revenge, and storytelling but cannot help but give itself a certain kind of ending. it can only push so far. it is fascinatingly earnest, horny, and earnest about being horny.

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playing

grim fandango remastered (2015, originally 1998) by double fine. the EPIC tale of CRIME and CORRUPTION in the LAND OF THE DEAD!!! critically acclaimed, what we would now call Mexican Gothic i think, but billed itself as a Aztec-inspired noir.

technical details: i am not totally impressed by this remaster bc it still looks pretty fucking janky in parts (things clipping through other things, heavily pixelated stuff despite being on the highest quality settings, etc)

why i bounced off: i did not play video games growing up, and have not played many point-and-click games. despite this i do like walking simulators (the modern successor to point-and-click) and visual novels. i think bc i do not have the point-and-click background and am not playing this through nostalgia-tinted glasses for 1998, four years after i was born, the way the design team of this game expect the general population to solve problems and the way i personally solve problems are severely mismatched. i have spent about ten hours playing this game (in four acts) getting to about halfway through the third act, and i would say about half that time has been looking for/at guides or making up lost progress bc i didn't save. this is a tremendously frustrating way to spend free time.

what i did love: however, it does Look. i ADORE this tile and want it in my home. in a cutscene in this little automat there are not one not two not three but FOUR reflective surfaces. they're not real-time, of course, but i did say "what the FUCK" out loud. it's also hysterically fucking funny! many short sharp barks of laughter! i am greatly amused at how a game about skeletons invented permadeath! both the writing and the voice performances are so fucking top notch. i understand why this is a beloved classic and im glad a remastered edition exists in the world, but i do not anticipate finishing this game bc i don't get a lot of joy out of having to closely follow a guide to progress.

how i found this: it was free on GOG several years ago, i wanted to play something this weekend that was compatible with lying down on the couch and used a maximum of one finger for the controls.

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making

i cannot show any of the extremely doxxable embroidery samples that will zhuzh up this cardigan for a work event in mid-june, but i can show how i tacked the buttonband down. this is somewhat indifferent stitch spacing but it stays down and is invisible at a distance from the right side, and that's what matters. gotta de-pill this also but that's a bit boring for a tuesdaypost

[puckyess]

hi could you write #20 “If you die, I’m gonna kill you.” for briss it seems fitting for him

I couldn't agree more! Sorry it took so long.

20. "If you die, im gonna kill you."

Words: 2.5k

“Baby, you’re only gonna be here for like 2 days. How much do you really need?” brendan laughs as you hold up two more outfit options.

You pull both off their hangers and neatly stuff them into your admittedly full suitcase. “I swear it’s like you don’t even know me.” 

He playfully rolls his eyes. “I know, i know. ‘If we go out to dinner i dont want to wear the clothes ive been wearing all day. We might go somewhere fancy, casual, i need options’” he mocks.

“So you do listen.” 

He smiles cheekily. “Always.”

“More like never,” you snort.

“You better be careful, princess or no one’s gonna be picking you up at the airport,” he chides.

“Please,” you say, flipping your hair over your shoulder, “we both know that’s not a threat coming out of your mouth, brisson. I could call any one of your teammates and they’d happily oblige, if not just to piss you off. Or better yet,” you smirk at the screen. “I’ll be in chicago, i bet Kirby Dach would love to come rescue a damsel in distress.” 

He bristles at your teasing, his ego fighting its way to the surface and you know you’ve done your job. “Dach is not picking you up. Or coming anywhere near you, so you can get that little thought out of your head right now”

You shrug, unbothered and having way too much fun. “‘m just letting ya know i have options.”

“Pff, options”, he grumbles….“So whats your landing time, again?”

--

You had been so excited when your schedule finally allowed you to watch your boyfriend play in person when he came to chicago. It was a short flight and the closest he’d been to the east coast in a while. You had packed your time with him, which was exactly 36 hours (including the time he was on the ice) with iconic chicago activities, taking full advantage of his “off day”. 

“Babe, slow down. You wanted to see the city, which you can’t do if you’re running a damn marathon” brendan says, a step behind you. 

You spin on your heel, him nearly bowling you over. “Arent you supposed to be the athlete here? My legs are like half as long as yours.” 

You notice the slight puff of his chest at your comment. “Well duh. But you’re like full on sprinting. What’s the rush? We have all day.” he says, wrapping his arms around you in the middle of the sidewalk and holding you in place. 

“We have one day,” you correct him. “I want to see it all. Some of us havent spent our youth here you know.” 

He acknowledges the short time frame that you have together and nods. “True. but i can’t go on until im fed.”

“B, we just ate. That’s going to take so much time,” you groan, but you hear his stomach grumble right on cue. He eyes you and you sigh. Hungry brendan was worse than hangry you, which was saying something. He was the equivalent of a starving, whiny child when he was hungry, so it would be much easier to just feed him. 

“Im the athlete remember? I eat a lot. C’mon,” he releases you and holds out his hand, “i know a spot i think you’ll like.”

You grin at the sparkle in his eye and his boyish smile. “Lead the way, tour guide.”

“It’s a lot cooler in the summer when you can sit outside” he says, holding the door open for you.

Everything about the modern, coastal inspired aesthetic- from the warm, airy colors to the greenery and fairy lights- was right up your alley and brendan knew that as you turn and smile at him. “Worth the little detour?” He takes your silence as you capture the place on film as his answer. 

It was so nice to be in his company in person again, that you didn’t even mind when the fool slid into the same side of the booth as you. When you give him a look he says “what?” and scoots a little closer, initiating body contact at as many places as he could. You continue to catch up and dont get to enjoy nearly as much time in the vibey space as you’d like, but you had other things you wanted to see, the bean, michigan ave, and the skydeck were next on the list. 

Your respect for brendan being able to lead you through the busy city was quickly squashed the second you arrived at the bean. One look at the ‘do not touch’ sign and he was on a mission to embarrass you. ‘Brendan james lorenzo. Put your tongue back in your mouth, you are not licking the bean” you hiss at him. He smirks devilishly, none the wiser to the mother scowling at you as she walks her two children past. “Everyone does it!” he protests. 

“Even more reason to not touch your tongue to that thing.”

“But-”

“Bren, it literally says ‘do not touch’.”

“Fine. youre no fun” he pouts.

“Sorry, i like this city. Id rather not get banned because my boyfriend decided he couldnt keep his tongue to himself.” 

He grins and you already know what’s coming, probably some comment about how “that’s not what you were saying last night” so you hold your hand up to his face to stop him. Of course he licks it, his oral fixation getting the best of him. 

“How about a picture? You know, you stand far away and i stick my tongue out so that it looks like im licking it?”

You laugh at his childishness. It really was the little things. “If that’ll make you happy. But then we’ve gotta move on. We’ve got the rest of michigan ave to see!!” 

after 30 tries of “not close enough”, “too far”, “maybe crouch down a little”, “no i dont like that one”, and “my tongue looks weird”, you successfully capture “the one.” “You’ve officially lost the right to complain about me taking more than one picture ever again after that fiasco,” you inform him. He pays you no attention as he proudly stares at his picture. “Thomas is gonna get a kick outta this one” he smiles, thumbs tapping at his screen as you drag him by his elbow further down michigan ave toward the little expensive corner you had spotted earlier. “Cartier is calling my name!”

--

“Babe-”

“brendan, i swear to god if you whine one more time…” you warn, not really knowing what the threat was on the other end of that but knowing that he was making this very unenjoyable for you. You hadnt even made it that far before he started complaining, asking to take breaks, and plopping down on a bench inside every store you went into. 

“But my feet hurt,” he whines anyways. “Like i really think they might fall off.”

You roll your eyes, patting him on the shoulder.  “you literally skate every day, 10x as much as weve walked so far, i think you’ll survive.”

“Yeah, skate, as in im on skates. This is walking on my feet.”

“That is what feet are for, bren.” 

“And you’re making me carry all your bags. My arms are going to fall off.”

You snort. “Wow. no feet and no arms? No way you can play hockey anymore, i better find myself a new boyfriend. Again, Kirby seems like a really good option.”

His shoulders straighten up as trudges on. “Well they didn’t fall off yet.” 

You grin, taking hold of his bicep. “And might i remind you that you're the one that kept handing over your card in all those stores. You shouldnt have spoiled me so much if you didnt want to carry it all.”

He shifts the bags to his other arm so that he could sling his left one over your shoulders. Your hand comes up to lace your fingers with his as you continue your walk down the scenic street. “Well it’s a good thing i like spoiling you. '' he says, dragging you in a little closer and pressing his lips to your hair. Just like that, he’d gone from being a little shit to your little shit. He sure knew how to keep you on your toes. It made your annoyance for his earlier complaining dissipate. 

The remainder of your walk was peaceful, enjoying being in each other’s presence and space. Occasionally he’d point out a certain place he used to like to go to when he was with the steel or an establishment he and his teammates almost got kicked out of. It was nice to finally see where he spent some of his time before you, even if it was where he ran wild as a teen, wreaking havoc on the city of chicago.

He keeps all his comments to himself until he realizes where he is and you confirm his thoughts. “We’re here, our final destination,” you announce. “Pun intended” brendan mumbles under his breath as he stares up at Willis Tower aka Sears Tower. You join him in taking in the iconic skyscraper, tipping your head back to take as much of the glass building in as you could. If you squinted, you think you could make out the 103rd floor Skydeck- your bucket list item. It was one of those things you didn’t necessarily want to do per say, but you wanted to say that you did it. It seemed low risk and you were here in the city, so why the hell not. Your boyfriend, on the other hand, had other ideas. 

“If you die, im gonna kill you. '' he threatens, giving you a side glance, still unable to tear his eyes from the “death trap” as he called it. 

You grinned dubiously, taking both of his hands. “Oh no, baby. It’s if we die. You’re coming with me.”

His eyes finally snap to you. “Like hell i am”. He declares, shaking his head so furiously that his hair falls into his eyes. 

You pout up at him. “Nope, not even that look is gonna get me to go up there. You’re going to willingly walk out on a glass platform a bajillion feet in the air over the city? Are you crazy?”

“Well i am dating you so….”

He shakes his head again. “Nope, no way.” he repeats. 

You just shrug, already knowing how this will play out. “Okay. i guess ill just go by myself.” and you let go of his hands to walk toward the line to enter the attraction. You’ve taken about 10 steps when you hear the rustling of bags and a “fuck, okay. Wait for me!” and you smile to yourself when he sidles up next to you, never wanting to be left out. 

“You so owe me for this” he says between gritted teeth once inside the elevator. When you tilt your chin to look up at him, it’s the first time you notice he’s actually uncomfortable. His eyes are wide, eyebrows shot straight up to his hair, which he keeps raking his hand through. Theres a thin layer of sweat beading on his nose and his skin’s a few shades paler than when his feet were firmly planted on the ground. He drops his hand, fingers twitching and you immediately grab it, gripping it a little tighter than normal. The contact seems to ground him and he stops the nervous bouncing on his heels that he was doing for the remainder of the 70 second ride to the skydeck. The doors open and his eyes widen even further when he spots the glass balcony set high above the city. You have to pull him by the hand, all the while being jostled by the other more eager tourists. 

He finally remembers how to put one foot in front of the other and exits the elevator, taking one step into the lobby and stopping. You’d never pegged him as one to be scared of heights, seeing as how he was always the first one finding his way onto an elevated surface. But barstools and tabletops seem to be the extent of his thrill seeking when it comes to heights as you watch him gulp, eyeing the platform. “You don’t have to walk out on the Ledge, bren. You can stay right here while i go.” 

He shakes his head, mustering all of his ego and strength. “Ill go” he says unconvincingly, and  then more to himself, “i can do it.” you give him your most encouraging smile and your hand. “I know you can, b.” he closes his eyes and sucks in a big breath of air. When he opens his eyes again he has that look that he gets right before he steps on the ice, focused and determined. He rolls his shoulders back and lets out the breath he was holding. “It’s now or never.” 

Despite his newly found courage, he has a death grip on your hand as you inch toward the platform. The butterflies in your own stomach make themselves known. The city was so far below you it made your head spin. Whose idea was this again? Brendan can sense your sudden nerves, giving your hand a squeeze. “Here goes nothing.” you both close your eyes, taking that first step out on the platform and then freezing. You open one eye and peek at your boyfriend and he’s doing the same, making you both crack up. You forget for a moment that you’re standing on a sheet of glass more than a hundred stories over the city. You can tell he senses the same thing because his eyes shoot down to his feet, becoming saucers as they catch the view below, ignoring the one in front of him. “Yeah, no im done. Ive seen enough.” you hastily agree and back up onto the solid floor again, your heart beating out of your chest. Brendan is clutching his, setting the armful of bags onto the ground so he can lean on his knee. You kneel down with him, your hands all over his face making him look at you, hoping he wasnt having a heart attack or something. “B, are you okay?”

He nods, a sheepish smile taking over his face. “Can we get outta here now?” 

Once your feet are firmly on the ground outside, you beam at him. “We did it! We both survived!”

“Barely”, he mumbles. But he smiles proudly once it sinks in that he conquered the task. 

“So i was thinking we do the Tilt next?” you tease him with the proposition of trying out the 94th floor attraction that literally tilts you on glass over the city of Chicago. 

His eyes practically bug out of his head. “Hell no! You’re gonna have to call your pal kirby dach for that one.”

[berrymoos]

i saw my old ipad yesterday and it got me thinking about modern!au stranger things and which ipad kids the littles would be（*＾ワ＾*）

eddie: the standard ipad kid

sticky screen with food smeared all over the case and his volume at like 100:> his posture’s terrible from being hunched over it and he’s always complaining that his back hurts and for steve to “kiss it better” (nancy is disgusted by the ipad and refuses to sit next to him when he’s using it because she doesn’t want to be icky) also you can’t take it away from him unless your using maximum strength because he will HOLD ON FOR DEAR LIFE

robin: mild ipad kid

whenever steve or nancy hands her the ipad she’s glued to it, wont listen to anyone that talks to her unless it’s about playing hide and seek(then and only then will she pay attention) but it’s clean and only has a few minor cracks and she understands when it’s time to put it up as long as she can finish what she started

nancy: doesn’t like ipads

a closet neat freak who takes her things very seriously and she prefers to not have an ipad and play with her toys(educational because yes) or just snuggle up to her cg plus when she’s little she has a hard time using screens anyways so she prefers not to try

jonny: ipads?

never grew up with much electronics because they couldn’t afford it so doesn’t really know what and ipad are to be honest and doesn’t get the hype(would much rather color or play pretend with his toy camera then watch youtube or play games)

steve: takes very good care of his ipad

he grew up taking very good care of his stuff and his parents being mad if he got his things dirty so he’s very good with his ipad:) understands when it’s time to put it away, has no cracks, monogrammed case, the whole shebang:> (flexes on accident when he pulls out the most expensive ipad on the market out like it’s nothing)

i have more for the party but i can’t fit it all and i don’t want to flood your ask box:)))

OHMYGOSH HSHVRVSHD, MODERN DAY IPAD KIDDOS 😭😭 (goodness i am sorry this took forever WAAHSJWJSIQAAA)

🎸 i don't blame nancy at all for being disgusted by his ipad, that thing SOUNDS gross 😟 steve tried cleaning it during eddie's nap – it's already hard enough getting him down bc of that darn thing, he kicks, screams, & cries when it's time to settle down, and it's simply increased tenfold by his crankiness from being sleepy – but there are some ... rlly weird stains on the back of the case that??? will not come out??? very concerning. i feel like he has a bulky lime green case (which makes those stains all the more obvious) bc he is not careful with that thing at ALL & will accidentally bang the back of it on the edge of a table ,, steve always obliges to kissing eddie's back, by the way .. he tells him to sit up straighter so that way his back won't be all owchie anymore, yet still gives in at his baby's sweet demand of magic kisses ( ˘ ³˘)♥

🍦 OO hide n seek, her favorite game (as long as eddie's playing, too; they like to see who's the better seeker & hider, and so far robin is winning in both categories 💪🏾), the instant the question “who wants to play hide n seek?” is uttered, her game is abruptly shut off & she's insisting to be the hider, she's got a perfect spot she's been thinkin about since forever! the park also catches her attention, but other than those two? all of her focus is dedicated to that ipad & she's not giving anyone the time of day until she's done with it. the difference between her & eddie is that eddie doesn't get tired of his ipad - robin does. she likes playing with other people, too, yknow!

💝 ive said this before & i will say it again — nancy absolutely has those baby puzzles where u match the shape to its correlating hole & the bead rollercoasters!! they're SO stimulating for her brain ... so she just cannot FATHOM how her friends can stare at those bright screens for half of the day, attention straying NO WHERE at any point unless their name is called repeatedly. what do they mean there are fun games? her puzzles are super fun! how do they even play the game? it's so much tapping the screen & shaking the tablet and ... HUH? poor girl rlly can't get the concept of tablets are super smart & can access a whole bunch of things 😭 NOT TO MENTION how she tried giving them a chance but NOTHING seemed to be going right for her!! why!! td;lr – don't stare at a tablet for too long in nance's presence; she will start glaring & pointedly dragging her beads along their tracks

📷 now JONNY is nearly in the same boat as nancy. almost. he also has trouble grasping the concept of entertainment on an itty-bitty screen & struggles to understand how those games are more fun than coloring or "taking pictures" with ducky ... but he tries his best. he'll sit beside steve, watch him for a while, & eventually steve lets him try a few games out of generosity. jonny has NO idea what he's doing half the time, BUT he's found that he likes lofi tunes while he's art-working, so it didn't ALL go to waste! that's like the only thing he ever uses his friends' (v specifically steve's, bc they like coloring together) ipads for, tho. everything else is overrated

🕶️ HEOSOEJ STEVE ACCIDENTALLY FLEXING ON THEM 💀💀 pulling out the latest ipad model with this beautiful, dark blue monogram case & screen protector on the front. no cracks present on said screen protector. no visible fingerprints, excess dirt wiped off with a towelette, drop-dead gorgeous video / movie quality ... bro's got it ALL & hardly realizes he's inadvertently flexing his stuff until he turns it off for a snack break & happens to see eddie & robin staring at a distance, wishing THEIR screens were crack-free & had clean cases (•ˋ _ ˊ•) it is NOT FAIR! bro has even got NANCY, the infamous hater of ipads, marveling it like “woah ... it's clean.” (that is a DIRECT jab at eddie but it flies over his head). out of everyone, he's the most generous with his ipad & lets them use it for a little bit if theirs died, but he HAS to be moderating them from a distance bc he rlly doesn't want it to get hurt ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚

[ahalliance]

I want to know about c(l)ock duo for the WIP ask game :D

Hihi azham :D

Okay my c(l)ockduo wip is a bdubs and impulse double life fic ive had in my backpocket for . So many months now LOL since July I think . i have this third life series that explores the post-game trauma of the hermit players (that I . Also haven’t updated since July my bad lmao) and I started writing this particular wip as a continuation of that from an impulse pov bc impulse and bdubs life series brainrot <3 always been absolutely fascinated by them and I wanted to touch on their double life dynamic bc holy shit . You forcibly soul bonded two people who have this Giant Elephant in the room together (bdubs’ permakill on impy back on third life) that one is still feeling fucked up over (impy) and the other is trying to ignore and move on from (bdubs) . how do they confront that . How do they NOT confront that . The potential is CRAZY . Also the wip is called c(l)ockduo because the fact that clock is one letter off from cock is humorous to me . also they were self-admittedly (gay) married that season . Don’t come for me

EXTRACT !!

“They plant flowers in the soil beds outside their home. 

The house, Midcentury-modern, as Bdubs insists on categorising it, is practically finished; at least its exterior is. Impulse can’t quite face going inside yet, can't bear to pass through elegant doors to see nothing but emptiness. The same emptiness he feels rising within him whenever he’s left alone to his thoughts for too long; whenever he catches Bdubs’ frowning visage out of the corner of his eye, and feels the yawning gap that still lingers between them. 

It isn’t all vacant, he knows. A thread of longing still beats, alive, to some invisible rhythm he cannot place. It sits there next to his heart, next to the soulmate bond imposed upon them.

There is still love, like invisible ink, revealed through blood and sweat; there is love like a tender wound, both a curse and boon against his fragile body. Impulse can feel it all thrumming there, in his chest, a faint double heartbeat that reminds him that not all is quite lost yet. That emptiness does not define them; that emptiness can be dusted out like sheets, if only they’d address it. 

But for now, they plant flowers instead.”

this is nearer to the beginning of the fic where theyre already paired and have started construction on their house and impulse is trying to figure out how to Talk to bdubs past empty platitudes . and he’s finding it hard and confusing !! they’re both struggling with it a lot in their own ways . but the way the fic goes they Do end up talking about stuff in some capacity and it’s at least mildly healing for them (more than they talked in canon at least . but hey you write the things u wanna see LOL)

hope my ramblings were comprehensible hehe

WIP Game

[bcofl0ve]

How come you never answer any asks about Austin anymore?

the real answer to why im behind on anons outside of law school is that ive been on my mota fic blog @bcolfanfic more than i have here LOL. nothing against y’all or austin (it’s actually been great fun to provide my fic friends with austin stuff they can use for modern au!gale. if you have a niche type of photo you’re looking for i can prob find it!). i just fell down the rabbit hole and really like writing for my blorbos at war. <3 i do want to take some time to catch up on here though bc i am wayyyy wayyyy behind. whoops.

[lunatic-fandom-space]

im going to fucking pull my hair out So since my dracula obsession has returned full force but dracula daily/re:dracula is ending soon and I dont feel like catching up on a bunch stuff, I wanted to watch a bunch of dracula adapations instead, partly to see if they really do my dear friend jonathan as dirty as everyone says, mostly to see whos man enough to include all the gay shit

So I found this tv show called dracula (talking about all these adaptations is gonna be a pain when they all have the same name innit) that came out in 2013 and I just finished the second episode. Throughout the first episode I was just kinda like "this is the lamest bullshit ever" because they immediately did that thing where Mina is like Draculas reincarnated wife or whatever and also this version of dracula lacks both cunt and swag, but then I watch the second episode and I can kinda feel myself warming up to this version of Jonathan and Mina is honestly great, I like that shes an aspiring physician I think that fits her really well, their relationship is a little too modern-antagonistic-banter-y for my taste but it could be worse. And then it keeps going and Dracula goes to a victorian gay drag club to get blackmail on an enemy of his for this shows stupid plot and he kisses a guy on the cheek for powerplay reasons and I perk up because oh! this series is aware of homosexuality and also he and Jonathan are currently doing a thing where Jonathan is gonna stay at Draculas new house in england for..... reasons, idk man, the point is I was getting kinda excited at the prospect of some gay shit in this vampire show because thats what ive been craving lately

BUT THEN at the very end of the episode it fucking turns out that Jonathans actually a massive misogynist who doesnt want Mina to become a doctor and just wants her to settle down and become a proper housewife or whatever and AARGARHAGRAGHA im gonna bite someone

[elephantinpajamas]

I'll never make fun of George Lucas again

Listen, I know. We all hate the special editions and the prequels. They ruined our childhoods, they destroyed the narrative, they devalued the Skywalker legacy. And Han. Shot. First.

Star Wars was forever marred by this trilogy of "Fuck You"s to the fans that seemingly only got made to ruin everything we'd come to love.

Fuck you. No they didn't. They are, at the worst, a series of B movie-level sci-fi films that kinda messed with our conception of a beloved franchise because we expected to have our worlds shattered by the release of a kids' movie and we were a little underwhelmed.

George Lucas always maintained that part of the reason it was so hard to write Star Wars in the first place was because he always wanted to do more conceptual stuff, to reimagine genres, and that SW was just to pay the bills. And even with that, he still pushed the billet with his outing at a new version of Flash Gordon.

By the way, it's a myth that the numerical addition of "Episode IV" to the title was added as an afterthought to the rerelease of A New Hope, it was actually intentional. Lucas had actually pushed for it in the initial release because he liked the idea of making people think they'd been thrust into an episode of a classic pulp sci-fi serial you'd probably missed a couple episodes of and you were just now catching up on. He often gets derided for writing like he's flying by the seat of his pants, and while that's often true, he always has a vision. It's how he goes about creating it that I'm getting at.

I've never been entirely satisfied with how something I've created came out. I'd want to go back and redo it as many times as I could until I felt like I got it right. And as long as I'm allowed to, I will. So I sure as hell can't judge someone else for doing the same. And that's what the special editions were. It was Lucas going back and redoing what he thought he got wrong. We may not like it, but it was still his to mess with. He wasn't doing anything malicious, he just wanted to do it, as he considered it, right.

And I'll never really criticize Lucas again. Truth is, if Han was supposed to shoot first, why does the guy who created both Greedo and Solo disagree with you?

"But it wasn't part of the original vision" Okay, fine, but editing is actually a key part of the process. Not just post-production, mind you, but in the writing process as well. Is your first draft always your final one?

"But it ruins Han's character" Does it though? It's .2 seconds of him /still/ shooting Greedo and Greedo still gets got.

"But the Midichlorians" Okay fine. They suck. You know what? it still makes exactly as much sense as anything else in this universe.

No one vision comes out fully-fledged. Lucas created a world we all still enjoy living in so much we can't shut the fuck up about it.

George Lucas didn't ruin anyone's childhood, our own hypercritical notion of media did. Lucas created a landscape hundreds of people have built on in thousands of stories and millions have imagined living in. He's a modern Tolkien, and not only that, he's a charitable dude at that. He doesn't care about the money, he only wants the money to create the stories, and the world, he wants. I respect the hell out of that. I wish he'd gotten more opportunities to do the projects he wanted. I bet they'd be almost unwatchable, but it'd at least make for a cerebral thursday afternoon.

And yeah. Fuck you. I do like the prequels. They're neat. Yes, all of them. Even Attack Of The Clones. I'm a monster, I know, but suck it. I like Obi-Wan's mullet-centric detective work.

[whiterose35]

Wow its been a long time since ive been on here and posted. I had honestly totally forgotten about this blog.

So to catch everyone up on the on goings my new job didn't work out I spent a few months out of work. I spent those months sat on the sofa watching tv eating and gaining way to much weight. Only leaving the house to walk the dogs and go to the store. Not gonna lie that was a tough time. I got a job at the bar down the road for a while still work there part time. As well as my full time job.

So now on the the most recent stuff my kids have now moved to Florida which im preety devastated about. Im planning on moving out there to be closer to them. Im actually really excited about this as I hate Dallas and Texas nothing here for me atall. As I have mentioned before they keep me going and the only reason I still live in the states.

Man I miss them and love them thank god for modern technology and Facebook chat and video chat. It really helps to keep in contact with them.

So now im planning on moving I have removed my self from the dating apps no point in starting something if I plan on moving. But just before I did I had a couple of really great dates with a really nice girl. We all ways have fun together laugh and time just seems to fly by. She is cute funny litte bit neardy and lots of similar interests. She told me she is kinda seeing someone wich is fine don't mind that. Its just typical ive been single now for almost 4yrs i finally find someone im really interested in.. Just before I plan on moving. Which im not looking to start anything major atm. So I'm kinda torn feelings about it. I'm happy for her finding someone but wish we could become closer. I really like our friendship and am more than happy to keep it that way. Just sucks I hope its not another 4 yrs to find someone I get along with that well.

[syekick-powers]

Whoops, do 13 and 22 instead

13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?

honestly i am one of those people that finds reading about and writing scenes showing actual IRL bigotry to be extremely uncomfortable and difficult to deal with. i'm the kind of queer who prefers to make and consume media without blatant IRL bigotry in it, especially homophobia/transphobia. it really just deeply upsets me to see or write things like slurs being used, bigotry-motivated violence, etc.

22. How organized are you with your writing? Describe to me your organization method, if it exists. What tools do you use? Notebooks? Binders? Apps? The Cloud?

i would say i am maybe.... moderately organized. pretty much all of the writing ive done within the last 10 years has been in digital form (i fucking hate writing by hand because my hand-writing speed is so much slower than my thought processes that i have to stop thinking about what im writing and wait for my stupid hands to catch up while it makes a gajillion errors i have to cross out or erase, which seriously breaks the flow of my writing) so my organization is just like, file folders in google drive and on my hard drives. i have all my stories in one folder, then separated into "major projects" (stories that ive devoted significant amount of time and effort to), "minor/developing projects" (WIPs that have less written for or about them), and "Other" (stuff like characters that i have that don't have a story, or potential TTRPG campaigns i would like to DM), then each one is separated by story in these folders, and then there are a bunch of folders within those, where in the major projects folder i usually have an "actual drafts" folder, a folder for "ideas and notes", a "silly stuff" folder for when im writing dumb joke stuff about the story that's not canon, a "other writing" folder for anything else that doesn't fit those categories, as well as a "[story] art by me" and a "[story] art by others" folder if it's a story ive drawn enough art about or gotten giftart/commissions of characters from. i have physical hard copies in like 3in binders of the first drafts of cosmicatalyst, ruinedremnant, and all the writing i did on my HOSTS series in high school, as well as a binder for my poetry and my 2019 journal, but for the most part i don't keep physical copies of most of my modern writing. i do have all my old writing notebooks from middle and high school (as well as all my old sketchbooks), but i keep them on a bookshelf in my closet and don't look at them frequently.

[csmeaner]

/post/,/ive-been-going-back-and-forth-for-weeks-now-on Yeah, I get your cynicism. I bounce between cynicism and boundless optimism.

To be clear, this would be a character development game based around a semi-closed species. You can make characters outside of the game but you pay if you want in-game characters. Then you play games and draw to develop your character. There's even a bunch of NPCs to "collect" to open more stuff up for you.

There's a handful of RPG elements such as story-driven development (some traits and activities open/close to a specific character depending on choices you make), and two different kinds of quests that give you items that are unobtainable otherwise.

Beta catches more problems but the site is as solid as you can expect at this point with only the dev to test it.

It started as just a Python-based copy of Lorekeeper, but I'm a bitch for scope creep so it became a lot more. Great portfolio piece that would be fun to see running IRL.

I dunno, it would just be nice to have something that's relaxed, relatively accessible, and fun given how modern CS is. It'd be for pocket money for the artists and portfolios for us all.

Aside from server costs and general site maintenance, now that I think of it, CS people are absolutely fucking insane and opening one sounds like a modern Pandora's box. 

that does sound fun but like all things on paper it sounds fun. also probably not a good idea to try and promo your stuff on a drama blog but uh best of luck to you

[howdidthisevenhappenanyway]

one thing ive noticed in fandom spaces lately is that people have forgotten that fan fic is also known as transformative fiction because you can just change whatever you want

people keep commenting on how fic authors think this or that and honestly its so funny because while fan fic authors think all kinds of things, they also regularly write things just because its funny or amuses them, or to spite the original author and their work or just to see how a scenario will play out

tagged and untagged crack and crack treated seriously are regularly being discussed in fandom spaces as if theyre a manifesto the author has nailed to the wall of the internet and it's highly amusing but also just a little annoying

if I post the fic where grogu who is fifty years old uses the word kriff in his head is someone going to come after me because he's a baby uwu? its just funny to think the green bean swears. and that r2d2 has a potty mouth and is an adrenaline junky who would drag a kid into an aerial battle just for kicks

its funny to think of mandos with their 'weapons are a part of my religion' fucking everything the sith have planned up because they cant help adopting every baby that stands still for too long, or because they read a romance novel and realised jedi are hot and available partners just waiting to ride off into the sunset with them

its funny to think of the sith plans going awry because some clone picked up a disease, and they all slowly turned into other beings with tenticle dicks because they sleep in cuddle piles

most of the time, people aren't saying that such and such is real and supported by canon. and half the time when they say 'this is supported by canon' they're laughing and talking about how crazy canon is lmao. most of the time these fic trends come about because a bunch of authors were chatting and found something hilarious and several people wanted to take a crack at the concept and obviously then they try to outdo one another with how stupid far they can take the concept. because hyperbole and taking things to extremes is funny

and then someone will inevitably say 'this is canon to me now' because something has become a comfort concept for them, and also because fan fic authors are often great at pulling the tiniest off scene details together to make sure their readers aren't given headaches as their ability to believe the story is pushed to the limit

or like happened in a server I was in yesterday, a bunch of underslept chronically ill or overworked authors will be like 'I just thought of the worst idea' and all of those authors then swarm the idea and band together to make their angsty idea even worse, lmao

just like...remember that while some fan fic authors really do endeavour to remain as close to canon as possible, with maybe one or two degrees difference, a huge amount of the fic you consume, and fic rabbit holes you end up in are started with the words, 'you know what would be really stupid?'

no one thinks yoda is a sith. I promise no one believes that. but you have to admit that the concept is both hilarious and very easy to prove because star wars canon and used-to-be-canon is so broad, and so many people were allowed to just say stuff

just wanted to get this down before I post more stories, and people think I actually think canon dooku loves to eat ass and suck dick like its his job, and that quinlan vos was his sugar baby during the war

...but come on, it's fucking hilarious, and no I haven't read dark disciple, why do you ask?

[athingofvikings]

It occurred to me that while I did an introduction post for myself for new followers, I haven't done one for my writing.

So here's that.

First off, you can find me at AO3 here.

Of my personal works, I have the following:

Long-Fics

The Savage Seas Regular Version, Explicit Version

Both a Pirate AU and a Soulmate AU for HTTYD, with some elements from Frozen.

Astrid Hofferson is a pirate hunter in service to the colonial military, and has been tasked to hunt down the pirate Night Fury. And when she catches up with him and confronts him in a duel on the deck of his ship, she loses–because how else can you react except in surprise to the pirate saying the words that have been on your wrist since birth, words you expected to hear at a formal ball, and not punctuated by cannons?

“I suppose that this dance is ours, milady, but you may lead.”

Part 1, consisting of chapters 1-11, has been posted, with two different versions. The regular version has fade-to-black for the smutty stuff. The explicit version... doesn't. ;) Otherwise, they're identical, allowing the readers to pick for their comfort level.

How To Change A Destiny

Part 1: How To Become An Urban Legend, Part 2: How To Tempt A Change Of Fate

HTTYD Urban Fantasy AU, featuring Fae-Hiccup and Vampire-Astrid in modern day New York. Not abandoned, but currently on the back burner.

A Thing Of Vikings

The big boy of my works, currently weighing in at 119 chapters and nearly 1,300,000 words. Part IV is currently being drafted, and I hope to resume posting sometime in mid-2022.

My first HTTYD work, it came about when my spouse introduced me to How To Train Your Dragon back in 2016; my first response after finishing the movie was "Cute, but not historically accurate." Three weeks later, as I was gearing up for NaNoWriMo, the plot bunny bit down, "But what if it was?"

So I tossed the sci-fi novel I had originally planned to write and started working and researching on this instead. I put the first HTTYD movie as a real event in the Scottish Hebrides in 1040 AD, and let the effects ripple out from there... meaning that, in an era when the most advanced, most sophisticated military weapon on the planet is Greek Fire, a small Norse tribe suddenly has a fire-breathing air force.

Needless to say, this breaks things. Little things, like... kingdoms. And the ripple effects continue to grow and build.

One Shots

A Game Of Pretend

Whumpy, sad-fic one-shot collaboration between me and @astridthevalkyrie that grew out of a tumblr post bouncing back and forth between us.

I'm Not Saying Anything

Hiccup and Astrid aren't officially a couple... but Stoick has his suspicions. Under 1k words, silly and fluffy.

Chicken Soup

Fluffy domestic sick-fic/caretaker fic featuring Hiccup/Astrid/Eret/Heather in a polycule.

I'll Haunt That Ass

Hiccstrid, for a tumblr prompt "If I die, I'll haunt that ass". Pure fluff.

Snowed In

Hiccstrid, written for e_wills's birthday a few years back. Even more fluff as Hiccstrid are snowed in and the power goes out.

Sticky Situation

Into The Spider-verse, Gwen/Miles. Things are going great for Gwen. She has a steady boyfriend--in another dimension, sure, but she can commute. Of course, that doesn't help The Awkward when his dad catches the two of them making out... Whoops.

Reflections From The Top Of The World

The Dragon Prince, Callum/Rayla. The battle is over, the villains (seemingly) vanquished, and the day is won. It's time for Callum and Rayla to rest and ponder where their relationship is going, and their future together.

Reflections From The Study Of Darkness

The Dragon Prince, Soren POV. Life is a state of change, and change is never easy, especially when everything you know has changed around you. Soren has to struggle with dealing with his past, his future, and his father's legacy.

South Of Freezing To Death

HTTYD Modern AU, Antarctic Research Station AU, Hiccup/Astrid/Eret smut fic. A bit of spite-writing I did after someone bashed smutty shipping one-shots on Discord.

Winter is closing in for Antarctica, and the last cargo plane of the season arrives with supplies and a few new people to overwinter. One of them is really cute, and Astrid and Eret can't help but thirst over the new arrival.