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gotham-snark · 6 months
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Help me out here Tumblr, I've been trying to catch up on Supersons stuff, what book do I need to read where Jon ages up? Thanks! 🥰
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zipegs · 1 year
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will & beverly // 774 words, g, western au // ao3 written for day 1 of fad's au challenge: cowboy
The midday sun was so strong that Will could hear it. Sweat dripped insistently down his back and chest, and his and Beverly's horses kicked up a dry cloud of grit with every step. The dust misted his face like sea spray, sticking to his perspiration and coating him in a layer of dirt.
Normally, Will would relish every aspect of the ride—the gentle rocking of his hips, Winston's strength beneath him, the heat pressed in on him from all sides.
Riding out across the flat fields, far out of reach of the civilized world... It was really the only time he felt safe.
Now, though, it was hard to concentrate on his surroundings. He kept losing himself in his mind, slipping back into the roaring river of his thoughts. Hannibal staring at him through the cell bars. Alana stained red and cradling Abigail's broken-puppet body. The sharp heat of Hannibal's knife in his belly.
A fat droplet of sweat slid into Will's stinging eye. He came back to himself and blinked past the sudden flare of pain. When he glanced to his side, he found that Beverly was already watching him, her face lined hard with somber concern. Will forced an unsteady smile, and she looked away. "There's a stream up ahead," she said, gesturing with her chin. "Think we should stop for a while."
Will knew her better than to argue. Beverly had always been the stubborn sort, whip-smart and headstrong, and she wasn't one for compromise.
They rode on in silence as the terrain blossomed with dry grasses & clusters of brittle shrubs—life, but a hardened, serrated form of it.
Will could relate.
The stream, when they reached it, was low for this time of year, not much more than a trickle over slick, jagged rocks. He led Winston to drink and Beverly did the same, standing at the water's edge with her hands planted on her hips. Will lowered himself to kneel and dipped his grimy hands beneath the surface, collecting cold water in his palms. It stung pleasantly when he splashed it over his face, and he scooped a handful onto the back of his neck before running his hands through his sweat-damp hair.
"How's your stomach?" Beverly asked. Her gaze darted to Will as she rinsed her bandana in the stream.
He frowned, bringing a protective hand to his lower belly. Beverly raised her brows as she wiped herself down with the cool cloth, and Will cleared his throat. "It's fine."
"Bullshit." Beverly rinsed the bandana again and hung it around her neck,  leaning back on the sun-warmed grass. "We should've waited another week."
Will exhaled a frustrated sigh. "I'm tired of waiting, Bev."
"I know."
He stared out over the stream, feeling her gaze on him. It was at least another day until they reached the village where Hannibal had been sighted. Between the time it took for the news to reach Will in the first place and the time it took for him and Beverly to travel there, there was no way of knowing if they'd find him. If they didn't—if Hannibal had moved on... Will didn't know what he'd do.
He reached into his pocket and ran his thumb over the engraved surface of Hannibal's pocket watch, the metal body-warm. A pang of longing seized him, followed by the brutal ache of betrayal. Will closed his fist around the watch and squeezed until the metal bit into his palm.
"Will."
Will closed his eyes. He released the pocket watch and set his palms on the ground, focusing on the sharp, stubbly blades of grass beneath his skin. He could hear Beverly shifting beside him. "When we get there," Beverly said slowly, picking her words with care, "when we find him—"
"If we find him," Will jumped in.
"If we find him." She paused.
Will didn't open his eyes. In his mind, he could see Hannibal leaning over him, his eyes shining with tears as he carved apart Will's life.
Beverly spoke again, just as slow and quiet as before. "What are you going to do?"
Will's pistol was heavy in his holster. His throat ached, and he could feel the soft press of Hannibal's lips against his.
The truth of it was this: Will didn't know what he was going to do. He didn't think he would know, not until Hannibal was standing there in front of him, real and solid.
The possibilities spun out before him, as open and endless as the lands that separated them.
"Will?"
Will opened his eyes and said nothing—just stared out across the sunlit stream.
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oobbbear · 3 months
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A comic about the fallens
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Please read deadendia I need people to suffer w me
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phantasm-echo · 7 months
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Modern AU Rex, Wolffe and Gregor make me giggle so here they are
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chimsartblog · 3 months
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hi im anonymous but but BUT uh. do i get an anon name if i show up often and ramble to you
ANYWAYS ummmm back on topic ^_^ i,,, love your ashswag design hes so cool i get silly
i miss glitchduo............. i love ur art of them
Oh absolutely you can get an anon name if you want. Simply pick one! I'd love that! Here's your glitchduo getting blown by a tier 3 hurricane
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malaierba · 4 months
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Random activity that requires that everyone pairs off. Flekki goes QUICK GRAB YOUR BESTIE, and she and Lycion immediately cling to each other; then when Laios turns to Toshiro he gets knocked to the floor by Namari who was also gonna go grab Toshiro (who was gonna go to Namari himself and is staring at Laios with wide eyes)
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joejoeba · 10 months
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i just remembered how many gold ships there are in JoJo like it truly does not get more wild. Every one hits in some wild offshoot bullseye
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soranker · 1 year
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nightow’s baseball AU….😭😭😭
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crow-talks-hockey · 3 months
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and IF i said sidgeno and mcdrai...
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affixjoy · 6 months
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musicalmoritz · 2 months
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One underrated perk of being a multishipper is that I get to take ships I usually interpret as romantic and explore different possible dynamics with them. This is most fun with canon relationships, because I love to imagine that even if they weren’t together romantically, they’d still be important to each other in a platonic sense. I definitely have some pairings that I can’t see as anything other than romantic, so if I’m writing a different ship with one of the characters I’ll usually include the main ship as a one-sided thing. But I have a special place in my heart for pairings that work well both platonically and romantically. Even if they weren’t in love, they’d still be supporting and rooting for each other
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sonknuxadow · 11 months
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do you ever see a post that's like "x character would HATE y character!!" and instantly know that they're only saying that because they themself like x character and hate y character. because whatever take they had could not be more wrong
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gloomysoup · 5 months
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okay i know i really only post about steddie but i also have so many other ships and i had an idea while driving to work this morning (it may or may not have been slightly inspired by me blasting vigilante shit by taylor swift)
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i'm imagining a famous au buckingham fic (with a side of steddie perhaps) wherein chrissy was a child star at the hand of her parents. it started with acting, but switched over to a pop artist career when she was 15/16. she's never allowed to write her own music, except on very rare occasions. her parents approve EVERYTHING. chrissy has no power over her own life whatsoever. she still acts from time to time, but most of the focus is on her music career. she's selling out stadiums full of young girls by the time she's 17.
nothing about chrissy cunningham's life is real. it's all just a show her parents force her to put on for the sake of money and reputation. not that she sees much of that money anyway. chrissy has money. she's actually considered rich to most. however, she should have more than she does. her parents squirrel away most of it with insistence that it's going into a savings account for her to access when she turns 21.
chrissy meets Corroded Coffin frontman Eddie Munson when she is 18, at the after party of some awards show. it had been his band's first award nomination. they hit it off instantly (platonically of course) and remain close friends from then on out. eddie is chrissy's rock. she tells him everything. eddie wishes he could do something useful to help her, but she promises that just having a real friend who isn't paid off by her parents is help enough.
into her 20s, chrissy is ready to grow up. she's ready to make the music she wants to make and stop portraying herself as a child. she wants to be the adult she is. eddie suggests getting out from under her parents first, bc they both know they won't approve of chrissy's desires. stuff happens, and chrissy learns that her parents had lied about the savings account. all the money they had promised she would get back was gone. they had kept it for themselves.
i haven't yet figured out exactly how robin and steve fit into this. maybe they're an actor duo who has so much on-screen (platonic) chemistry that they just keep getting roles in the same films, or maybe they're an up and coming indie duo trying to make their way into the scene. either way, they eventually meet and become friends (or enemies, who knows 🤷‍♀️)
something something chrissy eventually gets out from under her parents with the help of eddie, robin, and steve. she makes two albums of her own under the same label, because they made promises that she could finally be herself. when she realizes that isn't the case, she leaves the label and finds someone else. she has an entirely new team, she's figuring out her life with robin, everything is going well. and then maybe she finds out her old team at the previous label sold her masters to her parents (their plan all along). so now, she's not getting any money from any of her music. everything from when she was a young, naive teenager, all the way to the first albums she ever made solely as herself, is gone. her parents get all of it. she doesn't see a single penny.
that's all i've really come up with so far. idk it may be something, it may not be.
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tommy on tubbo's stream!!! canonically i like to think he's a weird little deity who follows qtubbo around sometimes and bothers him bc he is just a silly little guy :3
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akuma-tenshi · 4 months
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do you think they're besties
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introvert-slushie · 4 months
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Kinda…got lazy but I had fun.
Introducing my captain sona, Lee Lynn
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