#i adore all the characters and their relationships in this so much

[kellycataclysm]

'You have a reply for everything, don't you?'

She sat back, a mischievous smile on her face. ‘Care to join me, handsome?’ She pouted playfully. ‘Unless you’re too busy that is…?’ She made a slight move, as if to climb away.

He looked over her, his mouth watering at the sight of her. He leaned over the bed, his hand on her knee.

‘Oh no, no, no. Don’t you dare. I am never too busy for you.’ He smirked. She was such a tease, this little game of cat and mouse making his pulse spike, his head spin with thoughts of what he wanted to do to her.

She hooked a finger under his chin. ‘Are you sure?’ She purred, as she beckoned him closer.

‘Absolutely.’ He murmured against her lips. He moved to kiss her only for her to lean back, just enough, the miniscule gap between them feeling almost impossible to cross in that moment. He groaned in frustration, his lips curling to a smile.

‘Sure of what, Harvey?’ She spoke softly, her gaze dropping to his lips.

‘Of how much I want you.’

‘You can have all of me.’ She smiled, their lips finally meeting, the sweetest moan escaping her. He melted into her delicate touch as she traced her fingertip down his throat, deepening the kiss, taking his breath away. She quirked an eyebrow as they parted.

‘You’re wearing far too many clothes, handsome.’ She smiled, her teeth pressing softly into the pink, kiss-swollen flesh of her perfect lips. He looked down at her, exquisite, half-naked, wearing beautiful teal lace that made her eyes shine. 

‘You’re right. How about we fix that?’ Looking down with a grin as his fingers moved slowly to unbuckle his belt, he chuckled. ‘You’re always so mischievous.’ His eyes locked onto hers. 

‘No-one ever said I was innocent.’ Her eyes flashed. He was lost.

My beloved friend, the sweetest person in the whole world, and incredibly talented artist @sunshinecovey was so so amazingly wonderful and drew Lyra and Harvey again. This commission was so fun for me as I have worked with Sunny several times and I feel like she knows my characters as much as I know them myself. So, I asked Sunny to take the lead and draw them how she felt they would be in a more spicy and intimate situation. And oh boy, did she deliver. Not only is this art utterly flawless but I feel she captured their relationship dynamic so beautifully. They've been together a long time, have had some ups and downs, and made it through. This is so them and I adore it completely.

Thank you so much Sunny for always working with me and for always drawing them so beautifully. I couldn't imagine writing them without you with me!

[libraryleopard]

Third book in the Scapegracers trilogy (releases 3/26)

Sideways's magic has been restored & their hoping to get through the rest of senior year with their coven (and perhaps avoid confronting what will come after), but the broader witch community convenes to put Madeline on trial for stealing another witch's magic, Sideways knows they have to get involved

Meanwhile, more witch hunters are also gathering in Sycamore Gorge for a memorial and tensions begin to come to a head

Explores justice, punishment, and redemption–how should Madeline be punished for crimes? And who gets to decide?

The coven must also grapple with their end imminent separation at the end of high school as the four of them try to figure out their future paths in life

At the same time, Sideways navigates a growing romance with one of their coven members

Also some great twists that add stakes/recontextualize things we thought we knew

Fierce & queer & snarky & complex

Nonbinary butch lesbian main character, Chinese American bi love interesting, Black sapphic side character, nonbinary side character, femme lesbian side character

[becauseplot]

Penciled Lines

(Cross-posted on ao3, if you prefer to read it there. Reblogs still appreciated!)

Missa wakes up, and he thinks he might be doomed. This doesn’t scare him nearly as much as it should.

Missa is awake early—by his own metric, anyway. His nocturnal nature causes “early” for him to mean “early night” and not “early morning.” Regardless, “early” means that Philza is not asleep yet, still going through his nightly rituals. “Early” means that Philza is sitting up in (his? their?) the bed, pillows propped up behind him, notebook in his lap, sketching away.

And when Missa wakes up to the soft scritch-scratch of a charcoal pencil on textured paper, his forehead just so happens to be brushing Philza’s hip.

Missa can hardly breathe.

Oh no.

He knows that if he gives any indication that he is awake, Philza will stop sketching, close his notebook, shift himself over until he is politely seated on his side of the bed, and greet Missa with a friendly smile. Philza has done it before, when Missa wakes up early. That’s how Missa knows he’ll do it again.

Thus, Missa can hardly breathe—his breaths have to be the slow in-out of sleep. He can’t so much as twitch, either. He has to keep quiet and play dead or else he’ll be found out. Seen. Caught living the lie.

“Husband,” Philza calls him. They’re not married. They share a bed. They’re hardly ever in it at the same time. They have a son and a daughter. Neither of them know Missa very well. Philza has had an extra set of armor and a skull on his backpack for months, waiting for Missa. Missa doesn’t even know Philza’s last name.

Philza is a good man and a good friend—and Missa doesn't deserve him. Still, he takes what he can get. Curls around it. Hoarding every innocent kindness Philza extends like a starving creature: the generosity of a backpack fully stocked with equipment; the trust Philza places in Missa to watch the kids when he’s asleep; and now, the courtesy of not moving his hip from Missa’s forehead to ensure his “sleeping” isn’t disturbed. Missa clutches all of these little offerings in his greedy claws and hugs them into his chest, even as the guilt eats away at him.

Because, regardless of the lack of mutual feeling, he loves Philza. He loves him so, so much, and that is why he is doomed. He can’t afford to lose what little he has. He can’t cross that line. 

So Missa lies beside Philza, forehead pressed against Philza’s hip, pretending to sleep so he can imagine that they’re not just lying in bed together, but lying in bed, together; and later, when Missa truly wakes, he will sit on his side of the bed and look at Philza’s face soft with sleep and think about how lucky he is that he still has a side-of-the-bed to begin with.

Missa doesn’t mean to drift off. When it starts to happen, he’s hopelessly torn between shaking himself awake and thus giving himself away, or remaining how he is, silently fending off the inevitable. In the end, Missa clings to that scritch-scratch sound of Philza’s pencil on the paper for as long as he can before the fog at last pulls him under. 

Eventually, he dreams. In fact, he dreams of the calloused fingers he dreams of every night, hands like his own, an artist of Death, cradling and shading the contours of his face—a softness dashing charcoal across his jaw, and over his cheekbones, and perhaps on his lips, too, if he’s lucky. Defining every edge of him.

~*~

A deep sigh. Phil stops sketching as Missa shifts in his sleep. He tilts his head up so that the tip of his nose is now just nearly brushing against Phil’s hip. The motion disturbs the wild splay of his dark hair, revealing more of his face: eyelashes, cheeks, warmth. Tender blush of something Stygian and otherworldly. New.

Phil’s lips tilt upwards. He turns to a fresh page, and he starts again.

[ladybeug]

MAN THE MUSICAL NUMBERS CAUGHT ME SO OFF GUARD I HAD TO PAUSE AND STARE FROWNING okok!!! so the thing was that one time agessss ago you said liking ml fanfics is just wanting to read the same story over and over again and after that textbook 2016 post reveal final kiss that sentence just flashed in my mind and everything that happened in the movie (the ladynoir patrol fighting in the rooftops, the adrien snapping at his dad, gabriel being actually decent) just shifted in context for me and the realization of how fanfic coded the movie is and how that directly related to my enjoyment was so clear i couldnt stop laughing hdhshsjs

WOW ACTUALLY

i remember saying that and its STILL TRUE!! And honestly you're putting it in perspective for me, thats why i liked the things i liked about the movie. like the ladynoir patrol fighting on the roofs also did lowkey make my dreams come true they could have done whatever they wanted in the rest of the movie, that scene is what i live for.

And that last scene really did feel like it was out of a fanfic, A 2016 FANFIC, its OLD FANDOM VIBES. back when we were still chewing up the concept of a reveal and not picking apart the bones of adrien's identity like mad scientists.

I remember thinking im sure ive read this scene somewhere. idk where but i have. all of it in different pieces a million times.

Anyways thank you for sharing this i love it?? good take

[hauntedpotat]

Brooke and Nova memes bc. I love them

The beloveds ever

[cuteniaarts]

2 hour rough drawing of Ehuang, my precious Green Opal child who I don’t draw nearly enough <3

[starlooove]

“There is no fanfic on Stephs treatment I have checked” that’s like the whole point.

[stop-breaking-my-heart-dragonage]

So you know this party banter between Aveline and Carver?

Aveline: I don't like some of the people you've been associating with, Carver. Carver: Talk to my brother/sister. He/She's the one in charge.

If you're on the rivalry path with Aveline, she says:

Aveline: Who says I don't mean him/her too? This city's full of people who are dead set on ending badly. I don't want to see you end up the same way.

I just- Aveline, you- you're so- hhhhnnnngggggg

I always rival Aveline when I play a mage, and if you think Edgar Aristide Hawke, who practically raised Carver and Bethany after Malcolm died and Leandra became a distant mother in her grief, wouldn't stop dead in his tracks at Aveline heavily implying he's a bad influence on his brother and Carver shouldn't hang around him so much since apparently Ed's someone set on ending badly...? Absolutely not.

This is another case of me wishing Hawke had the option to jump in during party banter with different options, because Ed would've chewed Aveline out for that.

Oh, and then there's:

Carver: Would asking you to stop spying on me help in the least? Aveline: No.

Aveline...................stop it.

[ctl-yuejie]

I'm only on episode 7 but I hope they don't change the impeccable dynamic of the main trio

Cao Guangyan and Pu Yiyong really hit the impeccable spot of "loving to hate you" and "eternally bickering but caring very deeply when it comes to the important things".

Chen Chuying also hits the fine line of capable to a degree but chaotic enough that she would start to join the shenanigans. Adult enough to actually try to keep Pu Yiyong (and later - delightfully so - Cao Guangyan) out of trouble but not enough a stickler to the law to not understand where they are coming from. Definitely not acting ethically but they can treat Pu Yiyong complaining that she was his first kiss as hilarious without it being weird in the overall context.

Another underrated part: both parents clearly started from a point of thinking that their sons being in a romantic relationship might be cute to really just shaking their heads over both of them just being weird all over the place

[shikai-the-storyteller]

It's taking me two hours to watch the first frickin hour of Fit and Pac's VODs today because I keep having to cover my face and scream, WHY IS IT SO CUTE!!! THEY'RE SO CUTE I CANT STAND IT!!! FIT SAID "I like you" IN PORTUGUESE AND ABSOLUTELY BUTCHERED IT BUT HE STILL TRIED BECAUSE HE CARES AND HE'S TERRIBLE WITH WORDS AND EXPRESSING HIS FEELINGS BUT HE FINALLY FACED IT HEAD-ON AND SAID IT SO BLUNTLY AND WENT A STEP FURTHER FOR PAC!!! AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!

They're trying and fumbling and they're awkward in the sweetest way ever and my heart feels like it's going to burst.

[incorrectquotesconaisseur]

season 1 episode 4 of life on mars might be one of the best episodes ever made

[lovethatmakingcoffee]

actually, y'know what. I love women and girl characters that murder. Who manipulate. Who makes mistakes. Who say the wrong thing in a conversation when comforting someone. Who judges people prematurely. Who don't have all the facts and acts on them when felt cornered. Who rages against the machine. Who attacks the innocent who they deem guilty. Who are reckless. Who are angry. Who fight and kill for the sake of it. Who become a monster. Who are the beast they sought out to destroy. I love women's wrongs every god damn day. And she can slice me in half, whether or not she is a parallel to another man. Cause I find that awesome, hot, cool, fire, and pretty bombastic. Cause I love it.

And I wouldn't be writing such characters if I didn't love them that way with all my heart.

[hirazuki]

Rewatching Shippuden for comfort/background noise, and there's something Orochi says in passing at the Tenchi Bridge encounter that I never really noticed before; "I've seen that face often," when he looks at Sakura. And the way he registers her before Naruto, and makes it seem like the Kyuubi Jinchuriki is almost an afterthought when he turns to him...

I know he's talking about the expression on Sakura's face rather than Sakura herself, but like. it's too late.

The plot bunnies are running free.

[bmpmp3]

i need more variety of relationships in my ocs, most of them are either besties, worsties, or like. coworkers. i barely even have any ocs with siblings

[qkmlh]

Out of curiosity what are y’all’s go-to comfort kdramas?? Not in the sense the drama itself has comfort, but that it’s comforting to y’all~ Could be from any year and genre ♪( ´▽｀)

Mine are Strong Woman Do Bong Soon, W: Two Worlds, & The K2!! ‎(˶╹̆ ▿╹̆˵)و✧♡

[umbrace-rambles]

Finished Watching Ark TAS last night and you would expect I would be super happy about getting MORE lesbian content than in canon but I can't with good conscience be happy for the sudden Helena and Mei stuff. Why the FUCK did they do that