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[noire73]

Meanwhile, in Alabaster Icelands...

It's a miracle they didn't caused an avalanche that day.

[bewareofchris]

for @noire73 who had requested #5 of the porn prompts.  It was simply too sweet not to write.

R | Alec Hardy/Bill Masters | Broadchurch/Masters of Sex | Sexual Situations, Language | “You’re more than a one-night stand.”

“I’m a little out of my depth,” Bill admitted.  He was in the door from the bedroom, looking sleep-mussed and out of just a little out of place.  There were pink lines on his cheek from Hardy’s pillows and a blurriness to his eyes as he squinted at the sun slanting in through the windows.  “I’m not certain about the protocol.”

Only a doctor--no, only an uptight sex researcher would use words like protocol when he was less than ten minutes from waking up. 

Hardy was leaning back against the cabinets, trying to read a newspaper he hadn’t been able to concentrate on.  No, he was holding the paper and a cup of tea, and he hadn’t done anything with either.  He had been remembering the night before: how it had felt to fall into the bed.  How he’d caught his fingernail on the button of his pants and rolled it back.  It hadn’t hurt then, and it barely hurt now, but it was something.  It was something that had changed.

It felt right that something had changed.  You couldn’t wrap your arms and legs around a man for the first time and emerge from the ordeal with nothing to show for it.  His skin remembered how the sheets had felt bunched up under his back, and how Bill’s touch was always reverent and heavy.  It remembered what it had felt like to be held in place, to be kissed and stroked, and fucked.  

There was a muscle in the back of his left thigh that remembered vividly about the fucking, especially.  It seemed to be protesting the very idea of a repeat.  It was a good hurt, a remembering hurt.

“Protocol for what?” Hardy asked.

Bill was wearing his blue-striped boxers and a white undershirt.  Those were clothes that Hardy had stripped off him yesterday.  They’d been laughing when he did it, exchanging anecdotes about undressing past lovers and how it was just simpler to let them undress themselves.  Things always got tangled on arms and ankles and wrapped around wrists.  But Bill’s undershirt was buttersoft and stretched-thin.  It was made to be pulled off in a hurry.  Hardy remembered that, remembered pressing his hands to Bill’s chest, and remembered how the man had gasped at the touch.

He remembered the man’s cock.  Remembered how it had been flushed, and damp and hard.  Bill was shameless in a way that Hardy couldn’t qualify with words.  He was proud as peacock, staring at his own cock as Hardy had closed his hand around it.  The first touch was daunting, and he remembered how he’d been holding his breath.  Part of Hardy thought he couldn’t do it, and he had nothing but a lifetime of proof behind him.  Bill’s smile was sin, his hand around Hardy’s was helpful and steady.  

“How to exit a one-night stand with dignity,” Bill said.  “I don’t have any experience in the area.”

Hardy dropped the paper on the counter and dumped the tea in the sink.  He had intended to move but his feet hadn’t cooperated.  His whole body hadn’t done more than twist one way and the other.  His hands were holding the counter top behind him.  Here he was, remembering and there Bill was, already forgetting.  

“I didn’t mean to upset you,” Bill said.  

“Don’t worry,” Hardy said.  

“I have upset you.”

Hardy shoved himself away from the counter.  His thigh gave a twinge of pain and he ignored it as he strode across the room.  He had intentions to go out the front door because the inside of his tiny house wasn’t big enough to let him catch his breath.  He said, “I think you just put on your clothes and leave.”

Bill’s hand caught his elbow as Hardy’s hand grabbed the door knob.  There they were, Hardy looking over his shoulder and Bill stepping forward to slap a hand against the door.  The man had asked for an out not even a full minute ago, but he was the one holding the door closed.  “I didn’t mean to upset you.  I’m not very good at this.”

“Let go of my arm.”

Bill let him go instantly, but his hand hovered.  “I didn’t mean to imply that this was--  I don’t want it to be just one night.  I--  You weren’t in bed when I woke up, I wasn’t sure how you felt.  It can be overwhelming.”  

And now Doctor William Masters was going to educate him about his own sexual crisis.  Hardy let go of the door knob to take hold of Bill’s face with both hands.  No amount of talking would get Bill to stop once he got going, so he pulled the man forward and kissed him.  He used his tongue to still Bill’s nonsense words.  

Bill returned the touch gratefully, his hands dropped to rest on Hardy’s waist.  He opened his mouth and let Hardy’s tongue slip in, and he hummed in appreciation.  And when they parted, he smiled, “not just one night then?”

Hardy snorted, “you’re not a one night stand, Bill.  I was hungry that’s why I got up.”  

“Oh, good.”  Bill pulled him forward by the waist.  “Come back to bed.”

[illogicalhusbands]

I don't know how you did it but you pulled my into this ship xD so thank you. I'm been thinking, how do you think Alec finds Bill more aesthetically pleasing: with or without the beard?

Any additional soul sucked into this ship is always welcome! Enjoy your stay!

I have a severe bias for clean-shaven Bill so if I say Alec will prefer that I may run the risk of projecting myself on him, but I do know one thing for sure: If he did like Bill’s beard he would deny it to his grave.

[asktheasterfamily]

((Ah, Geez...

Okay, so I know it’s been a while... I’ve was constructing a sorta recap thing for this blog or just simply start it from the beginnig... but... um... the new thing Toby Fox announced came up and... NO SPOILERS don’t worry... I think I might have to wait and see what happens. It could or might change quite a few things. I am considering starting this from the beginning, leaving a couple of stuff, erasing others, depending on how relevant it is to the story. I still have the comic I promised half way done but like i explained HERE, things got a bit out of hand (hehe). It is sad to leave this story behind and maybe im holding onto a husk of what it was, but i want to see if i can power through this. I want to.

For now, I’m going to do the SURVEY, see what happens from there.

Have a great day, guys. (Hugs very hard with one arm because the other one is a bit busted.) See you soon.))

[pyrotechniiq]

Recently, @noire73’s been pretty ill, so I decided to cheer em up with this cute doodle. Also, they say “i don’t gotta cos i’m sick” a lot. A viable excuse for getting outta my memes.

[stickylizardcave]

@noire73 | @asktheasterfamily  SO UH.

I was just browsing through dA when I stumbled upon that one image, and in the comments you said something about Grillby and Gaster being like JD and Turk and I just. I’m so sorry.

I’m actually a fan of Grillster but I also enjoy the two of them being best friends and also Kingdings so

[nicnacsnonsense]

First line meme

rules: post the first line of one of your wips and tag as many people as there are words

So @summerofspock tagged me on this and I’ve been fretting because my sentences tend to be rather long and I really don’t know that many people who I know for a fact are writers and who I haven’t already seen be tagged. So I’m going rogue and I’m tagging the people who expressed a particular interest on the original post in the replies/reblogs/tags for the Good Omens Frozen AU. (Plus a couple other people. It’s a long sentence, okay?) This probably won’t be happening soon, but I’ll commit to trying to make it happen.

Crowley clung to the shadows as he snuck quietly down the dark hallway, making his way to Aziraphale’s room. 

tagging @seaskystone @themoonmothwrites @josephina-x @historicallyinlove @noire73 @saretton @crashcrazy @teslatherat @glitteriztical @rainetempest @rozugold @raiining @ineffablefool @stars-sky-see @hopeinthedark1901 @mythomagically-delicious @eregyrn-falls @racketghost @waywren

[deviousomens]

tagged by @brokenfannibal thank you! 😁

3 Ships:

Illogical Husbands (Alec Hardy/Bill Masters)

JohnLock (Sherlock/John Watson. This is a new ship for me. It caught me off guard that I ship it)

WayHaught (Waverly Earp/Nicole Haught)

Last Song: No Rain by Blind Melon

Last Movie: Stick It starring Missy Peregrym because I love her and she's hot.

Currently Reading: Mostly fics when I'm in the mood. I apologize to the writers I sub to. I just haven't been in the mood to read a lot lately.

Currently Watching: a show called The Leftovers. Started watching because Christoper Eccleston is in it, kept watching because it got better in season 2.

Currently Craving: Chicken wings! Hot or bbq (or both) chicken wings. I don't care if the hot ones are breaded and hot or just has the sauce GIVE THEM TO ME!! and some ranch to dip the hot ones in. 🤤

Tagging: @assassin-or-templar-56, @mj-irl, @noire73, @rossieash, @strangelyineffable

Sorry if I tagged you and you don't want to do this. Just ignore.

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[creative-poptart]

So I made a little drabble that I posted to my AO3 account based off of a headcanon from @noire73!! This is really short, and if you look at some of my other works, it’s really really short by comparison.

However, enjoy it, and maybe take a look around my other works there too? I have a few short stories that would be a bit on the long side for my usual posts, but here is the link to my AO3 account page if you want to take a look!

Thanks guys!

[ao3feed-goodomens]

A meething by chance

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/31kBpud

by Noire73

It wasn’t until he reached the half-top of the stairs that he noticed a familiar glow between the sea of silks down below. How had he not noticed before? The demon huffed a strained breath. What is he doing here of all places, Crowley asked himself as he watched his adversary having conversation with some wretched young lad, his angel smiling attentively at him.

Words: 2874, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Other

Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens)

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: Ineffable Husbands (Good Omens), Ineffable Husbands Week 2019, Nonbinary Crowley (Good Omens), Set in 1920 ish

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/31kBpud

[pink-apocalypse]

My characters Bread Head, Miss Deed and Giggles, from my new… series? Idk, but it’s called Deeds & Danger

This is a scene from the Nightmare Before Christmas song Jack’s Lament.

Inspired by this from Noire73: https://www.deviantart.com/art/Gaster-s-Lament-585577378

[noire73]

Part 2 of an art dump I started on early March. This were actually one of the first linearts I did of them with the one on the left the designs I ended up liking for their hairstyles, as well as a few hc stims and how they interact.

The second, I wanted to see how much I could "exaggerate" their expressions within my style.

I imagine Emmet is the kind of person that reaches someone closest to him and just... shakes them out of excitement. He generally has Ingo by his side and is the only one who doesn't take a few subconscious steps away.

[bewareofchris]

how about 15 for Illogical Husbands?

PG | Alec Hardy/Bill Masters | Broadchurch/Masters of Sex | There’s a kiss? |  “No, I’m supposed to be making you feel good.”

“Hey,” Alec’s voice was soft.  It was meant to be soothing, and it must have been, but just then it felt like fuel being poured on a fire.  

Bill had been loved, or at very least, people had tried to love him.  Virginia, and Libby, had tried.  Oh, hell, how they had tried to find a way to hold him still and make him realize that love wasn’t violent, and love didn’t hurt.  That love wasn’t a shameful secret you kept to yourself.  Love wasn’t keeping people at least an arm’s distance away from you.  Love wasn’t hiding from the touch of your lover’s hands.  Love wasn’t building fences to keep others out.  Love wasn’t just sex and tolerance and waiting for things to start feeling better.

Libby had loved him; Bill had never quite let her get through.

Bill had loved Virginia but he couldn’t let her love him back.

And here, just here, with Alec, when his body was caught up in the magnitude of being touched with such tenderness.  Here, in their bed, in their home, it caught him around the gut and it pulled him under.

“I’m supposed to making you feel good,” Alec said.  

He had been.  His soft touch, and his warm lips, and the softness of his expression.  Alec looked at him with adoration and it took away the pinched annoyance of his expression.  It loosened him up to soft smiles that crossed his face like he couldn’t help it.

Oh hell.

“You are,” Bill said.  He cupped his hands on Alec’s face and pulled him down to kiss him.  It had the flavor of tears, warm and salted.  Alec’s arms wriggled under his back, tightened around him and pulled him so he was off his back and held him.  “I promise,” Bill said between the first and second kiss.  “You are making me feel good.”

[asktheasterfamily]

((Hello, everyone!))

HELLO TO ANYONE STILL FOLLOWING THIS BLOG!

((... yes... hi. We’re here to wish you guys Happy Holidays! Hope that you’re having an amazing time with your families and/or friends.))

WE’RE HERE TO REMIND YOU, TO CHERISH NOT ONLY THIS NIGHT BUT EVERY DAY YOU HAVE WITH THOSE CLOSE TO YOU AT ALL MOMENTS.

((Whether you celebrate Christmas or not, we wish the best for all of you out there. Stay safe-))

IF YOU’RE GONNA PARTY A BIT TOO HARD, DON’T DRIVE WHILE DRINKING-

((Eat a lot-))

GIVE A CALL TO SOMEONE YOU HAVEN’T SPOKEN TO IN AWHILE-

((Take bunch of pictures-))

BE CAREFUL WITH FIRECRACKERS-

((Um... make bunch of snowman... or sandman... depending where you’re holidaying on-))

AND PLEASE, KEEP YOUR CHILDREN WARM IF YOU ARE GOING OUT. AND YOU TOO, GUYS. NEW YEAR IS NEXT AND YOU DON’T WANT TO BE SICK BY THEN.

((Yeah, what he said. Okay then...))

((MERRY CHRISTMAS!!)) / HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!

[pyrotechniiq]

appreciation post

for @noire73 and @wibuwibirb bc they’re very good friends who work rlly hard and i️ appreciate them dearly bc they don’t mind me and my memes and that’s a beautiful thing and i️m love them okay

[suicidalblackberry-blog]

i try

@noire73 @fellswap-goldjap @zarla @natsunenuko