#not so silent night

[greendayauthority]

Oakland, CA, 9 December 2011

[inexplicablymine]

Some Sentences Sunday

(Okay this is actually exactly seven sentences I am a little proud of myself. This is a short excerpt from Not So Silent Night my advent calendar fic comes out on Dec 21st.)

Sure, he can admit, in the deepest recesses of his mind, at two in the morning, when the Liszt is playing forlornly like some kind of bugle call for grief, that whoever the fuck lives next to him is on another level with the keys.  It is a little hard to feel warm and fuzzy about the world class concert he has been on the receiving end of, on a near nightly basis, when it is coming at a time when Alex should be asleep. No. Should denotes that it is okay that he spends hours every night staring at the wall like he is going to magically gain some kind of x-ray vision that will both allow him to see what is going on next door, and somehow through radioactive osmosis, stop the damn piano player from keeping him up.  Maybe when he was in undergrad he wouldn’t have minded. Maybe in law school he would have been up anyways, and the music might have been a nice touch. But now?

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[alteregozowie]

Despite how last minute the Sinsmas in July festivities were, Husk had to admit that Alastor pulled it off with fun and flare, as always. Having shut down the bar as the broadcast was wrapping up, Husk brought a final drink to the radio tower for his keeper.

Alastor was just setting up the last song of the evening, Silent Night, when the bartender entered and locked the door behind him. Strolling closer, Husk set the glass down on the desk, hugged his arms around Alastor’s shoulders, and nuzzled into the deer’s neck.

“Been waitin’ all night to have you to myself,” Husk purred, sinking his fangs into the Radio Demon possessively.

Alastor leaned into it, letting Husk's fangs nip at his neck.

"I told everyone it would work out," he purred, his feedback steady. "Controlled chaos, I suppose~"

He grabbed the drink to take a sip, before resting his head back into Husk's fur.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Springtrap's first night in Dead by daylight..

[thatwritererinoriordan]

[independent-fics]

Now, you can take that as a gift, or you can take it as a curse. And that's up to you.

Eliot Spencer and Parker Doing the Things Others Won’t

Leverage (2008-2012)

04x01 The Long Way Down Job

05x09 The Rundown Job

[barawrah]

i want us both to eat well

[howlsnteeth]

and are you really okay? are you really okay?

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Viggo Johansen (1851-1935) "Silent Night" (1891) Oil on canvas Located in the Hirschsprung Collection, Copenhagen, Denmark

[justaz]

arthur (prince of camelot) still has to study under a tutor bc yknow uther wants him to be very intelligent before becoming king or something bc its super important idk idc anyways merlin is doing chores in his chambers while arthur is squinting at a book and merlin eventually caves and asks him what he’s reading and arthur gruffly explains that its a collection of stories from greece that make absolutely no sense so merlin asks him to read them outloud to him. arthur of course teases him and calls him an idiot and asks how he could possibly help but does as he’s asked and reads the stories to merlin as he does his chores. merlin (being crushed under the weight of destiny and tormented by the prophecies that kilgharrah spews) understands the stories almost immediately and gets all excited and starts rambling about them with arthur. arthur is glad to have someone who understands so he can give something that reflects a hint of understanding to his tutor who accepts it and moves onto the next unit of education.

the thing is, arthur finds more stories in camelot’s library and brings them up to his room to read them aloud to merlin under the guise of completing his studies but really he just wants to watch as merlin’s eyes gleam when he understands whats happening and listen to him ramble on and on about them bc he’s gay. the stories stick with merlin though and he realizes that they’re cautionary tales, that the heroes who were told too much of their future doomed themself to fulfill them - that them fighting the prophecies led to their completion. merlin takes it to heart and gives a big “fuck you” to kilgharrah before forging his own fate and helping morgana with her magic and handing out an olive branch to mordred and now everyone can live happily and peacefully in an albion teeming with magic.

[greendayauthority]

Florence Welch onstage with Green Day in Oakland on 9 December 2011

[starry-bi-sky]

more clone^2

snippet 21: Danny is Bruce Wayne's Clone and--

Star, with the rest of the A-List girls: alright ladies! it's time for our quarterly 'cutest boys' list! Now I'll get straight to the point, in our number one spot is--

All girls, in unison: Danny Fenton

Star, writing it down on a whiteboard: and for our number two spot--

---------- Snippet 22: clone meet clone

Ellie, dramatically: Danny!

Danny, equally dramatic: Ellie!

Ellie, pushing past him and looking around: where is he! i wanna see the little guy!

Damian, with a sword, brandishing it dangerously: *in arabic* don't come any closer, stay back!

Danny, wrapping an arm around Ellie's waist and pulling her back: woah, woah - he's still adjusting to everything

Danny, turning towards Damian with his google translate open: [please don't stab her. this is Ellie my clone.]

Damian, lowering his sword in disbelief: 'there's MORE of you?

-------------- Snippet 23: Ellie has the same epiphany as Danny

Ellie:...hey Danny

Danny, pouring over his arabic book: hm

Ellie: since I'm your clone, and you're a clone of Bruce Wayne, and Damian is a clone of Damian Wayne, does that technically mean I'm his mom - uh. dad-mom?

Danny:

Ellie:...its a fair question

Danny: .....*deep sigh* you're his cousin until further notice.

------------ Snippet 24: wait for me ii (hadestown, live vers.)

(i'm not sure of the context, but i've been thinking of Danny saying this to Damian during a serious moment for days. the snippet title is the song that the dialogue below is from)

Danny, fixing up Damian's wraith suit: the meanest dog you'll ever meet

Danny, zipping up damian's jacket: it ain't the hound dog in the street. he bares some teeth and tears some skin, but brother,

Danny, adjusting Damian's gloves, pausing to look him in the eye: that's the worst of him.

Danny, he holds a finger up to Damian's eyes and points it at him: the dog you really got to dread, is the one that howls inside your head

Danny, grabbing damian's mask and smoothing it over his eyes: it's him whose howling drives men mad, and a mind to its undoing

------------ Snippet 25: Danny is Bruce Wayne's clone-- (Battinson Vers*)

Ember, in the middle of a fight with Phantom + Wraith:

Ember, knocks off Phantom's mask for the first time: lets see what ugly mug you're really hiding under there, Phantom--

Phantom: *the wettest, most pathetic looking pretty boy on the planet*

Ember:

Phantom, dryly: what, did your mic die out or something? all that caterwauling finally make you lose your voice

Wraith, unsheathing his sword: *vibrating with baby brother rage bc he knows EXACTLy why Ember is silent*

----------- Snippet 26: Damian is finally starting to play nice :)

Dany: hey... guys.... whatcha doing

Damian, hanging out with Sam: Me and Manson are plotting ways to crush the Mayor's plan to cut budget funding for the city parks and cut down the native trees

Danny: oh, i see.... is this safe?

Sam: probably

Danny: hm.

------------- Snippet 27: digging up cold case

Danny: ....if Damian is out with Sam tonight with their plot against the mayor....

Danny, turning towards his desk: then that means I can work some more on Mrs. Witherbury's murder case that she asked me to solve without Dames guilt-tripping me into bed :)

Danny, settling down at his desk with a thermos full of coffee: i'm glad sam and damian are finally getting along

--------- Snippet 28: sparring

Damian, frowning: your reflexes are incredible but your combat is downright awful, brother. it's truly a miracle i didn't skewer you upon our first meeting

Danny, got his ass kicked by his 7yo brother: *groaning in pain* not everyone has super secret assassin training, Damian. And I don't really have time to actually practice anything.

Damian: Mrs. Fenton knows martial arts and her form is proficient enough, I'm sure she would be delighted to teach you if you asked. I will join since I need to keep my skills sharp and my training was unfinished when I arrived here.

-------- Snippet 29: daytime surprise

Phantom, fighting Skulker in broad daylight: *under his breath* at least Lancer's english test will get canceled for this...

Phantom, dodging a blast from Skulker: *in ASL, furious* don't you have anything better to do, you fuck!?

Skulker: foolish ghost child, speak! I know you're capable of it - speak before you lose the ability to

Phantom: *flips him off instead*

Wraith, sending back a ecto-blast with his sword: please pay attention, phantom

Phantom, doubletaking: *in a hissed whisper* what are you doing here!? it's a school day, you should be at school!

Wraith: Tt. If the boot fits.

------------ Snippet 30: guilt

Danny with his head on his desk, his elbows propped up as he massages his hands: hn

Damian, lurking to the side with a guilty look on his face:

Damian: can i....

Danny, silently holding his hand out to Damian: hrm

Damian, immediately taking it and doing the massages + finger exercises: ...im sorry

Danny: hm... I forgive you

[bittersweetresilience]

the great gatsby / kentucky route zero / koe no katachi / disco elysium / omori / night in the woods / homestuck / koe no katachi / l'étranger / disco elysium / firewatch / john dies at the end / everything everywhere all at once / the subtle art of not giving a f*ck

[aroaessidhe]

aro & ace books: aroace boys/men

in some of these it's explored significantly, in others it's only vaguely/briefly implied!

Sailing By Orion’s Star - historical trilogy, 3 aroace MCs

The Stones Stay Silent - high fantasy

Fallen Thorns - urban fantasy/paranormal

The Wolf Among The Wild Hunt - dark fantasy

The Siren The Song and The Spy - YA fantasy, one of various MCs (in book 2)

Wander The Night - urban fantasy

Lord of the Empty Isles - scifi/fantasy

Sinners - dark fantasy duology

The Dragon of Ynys - fantasy

Royal Rescue - high fantasy

City of Exile - high fantasy series, one of many MCs (other aspec chars too)

The Loudest Silence - YA contemporary, 1 of 2 MCs

See also: Rick, The Rhythm of My Soul, Party of Fools, The Chronicles of Nerezia

#aspec books / aspec database / tumblr masterpost

[vaultlink]

Anyone else think about the beginning of Act 5 at the end of the Dormont section, why Siffrin shows up at the Clocktower so late, how it happens right after a zoneout?

That entire loop so far he was doing his damnedest to do the Friend Quests and screwing them up horribly. What if after their fight with Loop when they zoned out they went back on Friend Quest autopilot finishing the final part, going out to the field to gaze at the stars with Isabeau, the rest of the Family interrupting them with an impromptu picnic dinner, staying out late before heading back to the Clocktower to sleep for the night before heading to the House

[confused-wanderer]

Merthur but make it

“Brown eyed people when the sunlight hits them at a certain angle”

Arthur who is in love with Merlin’s eyes. Who knows the man by them alone because no other gaze has ever been as honest and vulnerable as his.

Arthur who fully sees Merlin’s eyes go yellow and brown when the sun hits them. Arthur who is fully convinced it’s just another miracle of nature. He knows how sunlight sometimes distorts peoples eyes, he’s never seen them work quite so intensely as they do on Merlin. Because of course the sun favoured him. Of course Merlin was special. In Arthur’s eyes, Merlin was the embodiement of sunshine. Wasn’t it only fitting that the sun had found a favourite in him too?

Himbo Arthur who doesn’t realise Merlin’s eyes aren’t brown because he’s too busy admiring them when they turn yellow, even for a split second. Arthur who pouts when he tries to see if anyone else’s’ eyes can do it, and is disappointed when they can’t. Arthur who can tell Merlin apart from thousands just by his eyes, but never argues about their color.. it’s just..so.. Merlin, no matter the color.

Gwaine and Lancelot who are dying of repressed laughter when they overheard an argument where a noble accuses Merlin of magic because he claims he saw the servant’s eyes turn yellow and Arthur’s prompt defence being “oh I’ve seen that happen myself multiple times”