#part three soon i hope

[icemankazanksy]

icemav headcanon pt.2

Pt. 2 of "Mav is a blusher and Iceman likes it... a lot."

*Slight angst because I got carried away

Recap (Pt.1):

"I'm not gay Slider."

"I know, I know, I just want you to be safe, I'm your RIO after all."

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The next few weeks of training were busier than ever. Graduation was approaching, only four weeks away, and days were spent in debriefs, reading textbooks, and lots of practice. Despite all this, Ice's obsession with his rival's blooming red blush didn't seem to wane. It was as if someone had glued his gaze on Pete "Maverick" Mitchell's face. His cheekbones and jaw were that of a Greek statue, chiseled marble. It was something anyone, any man could admire. This is what Ice told himself, pushing down the questioning of its validity.

He couldn't understand why. Why he teased and got close and said words laced with honeydew sweetness. Why he wanted needed to see that blush spread across Pete Mitchell's pretty little face. Not that the other pilot knew about it, Ice could only hope.

It continued, they danced on the lines like it was something in a contemporary ballet performance. Oh isn't this all just a little fun?, Ice thought as he succeeded once again.

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The following morning, their final, and most important, External Standard Evaluation was announced to be two weeks away. The pressure of keeping top of his class was building. "We got this in the bag, don't you worry Ice," Slider murmured after they were dismissed.

"I know." he kept his gaze cool, sweeping over his classmates. He ignored Maverick's stare and joined Slider on his way to their next lecture.

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Ice knew he had tumbled overboard when "sweetheart" slipped from his mouth and right into the ears of Maverick, their classmates, and Viper himself. Too far Ice, way too fucking far, he told himself. Later in the shower rooms, it wasn't as pretty and forgiving as he had planned in his head.

"Jesus Christ! What is your goddamn problem Ice?" Maverick was half in his civvies, "I've been tolerant with whatever teasing bullshit you've been starting, but God it is getting on my nerves."

"This is gonna be good boys," Chipper whispered, earning him a kick from Sundown. The pilots shuffled out the door, eyes glued to the middle of the room where their two classmates stood.

"I don't know what you mean Maverick."

"You know goddamn well, Ice, I know you do you sick bastard," Ice only grinned, a sick, bastard-like grin and Mav continued, "you've embarrassed me in front of Viper and probably half the cadre. And I've been thinking what did I do?, what could've happened, I know I'm kind of a ditz, but-," Ice clamped his hand over Maverick's mouth before he could continue. He looked around to make sure the others had gone before, in the most gentle, sincere tone he could possibly muster, "Look, I'm sorry, I don't know what got into me, but it won't happen again." His gaze was firm. Maverick stared up at him, eyes a little wide. Ice could feel the warmth of Mav's face on his hand, his lips were soft. He couldn't do this anymore, all of it, all this thinking about Maverick; it had to stop. He removed his hand from the other's face and walked out of the shower room.

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Ice spent the next few nights restless. He twisted and turned in his sheets, rumpling them. It should have bothered him, it really should have. I don't care, he thought. He ironed them in the morning anyways.

He poured over his textbooks during breakfast, toast and eggs as always. He kept his shades down on the tarmac and his eyes to himself in the shower room. He didn't dare make eye contact with Pete "Maverick" Mitchell. The examination date was approaching at super-sonic speeds, he needed that stupid little trophy.

Two nights before the examination, Ice wondered if he was overreacting to all this. No, bullshit, he reassured himself. Screw DADT and all that crap, he had embarrassed Maverick. It was something the latter clearly didn't take lightly. In fact, no one would, it was humiliating. Ice had never wanted much, but when he made Maverick blush and bloom, it sent him into a downwards spiral. From there on out it was want, want, want. There was nothing easy about getting Maverick out of his head, and Ice could only accept that fact.

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Notes: Sorry for the long break! I finally got this to a point where I am sort of proud of it and I'm trying not to re-read it bc I know I will start to hate it (per usual). I have a feeling I should write a Part 3 because I kind of left everyone hanging, but god knows when that will happen. I attempted at slight angst, not sure if it was executed correctly, I am more of a poet anyways... but let me know what you think! See you next month for Pt.3 lol

[kronofobia]

If the Time Twins had stands (jjba), Acronix would have Star Platinum and Krux would have The World. Why? Because I said so.

(Btw Acronix would absolutely be obsessed with this anime.)

[oveliagirlhaditright]

Seriously... what the fuck is going on with America and this world in general right now?

Three active shooter situations in one week?! Are you shitting me right now?!

[an-inky-fingered-lass]

Let Me Speak: A Character Study

(A story of life, love, and hope; of sorrow, struggle, and rebuilding after loss. A story of everything a life can be, and all the ways it matters. A character study of Melinda May, and the parts of her story they didn’t tell.)

. . .

PART ONE

At the age of six years old, Melinda Qiaolian May knew two things:

One—regardless of the cheerful ribbing from her father about children and the things they would understand when they were older, she would not, at any point in her life, enjoy coffee. (This assertion stood the test of time, as it turned out, a fact Melinda maintained with righteous dignity throughout her life).

Two—she was not afraid of heights. 

There were other things she knew, of course, and things she was very much afraid of. But — there are priorities. As she grew older, Melinda liked to keep a count of all the things that didn’t scare her, and practiced leaning into the way those certainties weighed steady on her spine when shadows stretched strangely in the night. 

Continue reading on ao3.

[outoftoucherlocksholmes]

some more doodles from when i first started stone ocean + one i did a mere couple of weeks ago when i started batch two because i’m obsessed with the fact that there’s been not one but TWO george costanza plots in this part

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

I was just listening to a song I used to love while we were friends. I listened to it so often, we talked so often, it became the background music to our relationship.

I'm listening to it while I knit. I often forget that I started knitting because of you. I remembered tonight. It's strange, I never knitted anything for you. I've knitted for other loved ones, rarely for myself, but never for you. I remembered you showing me the amazing things you made, and I wished I could get to that level of skill. But at that time, you had to explain to me how to purl because I couldn't get it.

Everything reminds me of you in a terrible way. Everything I do is an echo of you. I started painting so that I could paint for you. I started knitting to bond with you. I hear your voice in the music I listen to. You're haunting the things that I love. Will I ever make a brush stroke or stitch without you on my mind?

[coquelicoq]

lost power for five hours last night WHILE sick AND it was dark and i was soooo bored 😩 tried to nap to no avail. had my candles going and was doing a crossword by flashlight but there's only so long before that becomes annoying. so i dug out one of my old i spy books i haven't looked at since childhood and spent like 45 minutes finding all the objects. it actually turned out to be the ideal way to experience that book, because the flashlight beam forced me to focus my attention on small parts of the image at a time. went back to twiddling my thumbs after that but at least it killed 45 minutes.

[lovely-v]

it's crazy how skyward sword is becoming my favorite zelda game despite the fact that I've spent 2/3 of my time playing it suffering unbearably

[pomellon]

-Vibrates- Yes YES this Dead Space au is good shit! We bein fed! Way later when all six are surviving together and split up, we get some Drunz? Dream venting about he's ready to just eradicate all Unitologists and Punz, having just been involved in this for like a few hours, already on board with it. Like 'Mhm yeah fuck those guys, let's take em out.' Lol. Dream's been dealing with this the longest he deserves a small murder spree. As a treat.

Dream absolutely deserves to go a lil ape shit, and he will def get the chance uwu (I think he would avoid killing humans tho because that’s just gonna aid the necromorph outbreaks, but there are people in Unitology uniforms that have turned necro and he will def feel a lil bit more satisfaction stomping on those >u>)

Punz definitely has some feelings about Unitology too. He’s not too involved with it but Foolish is! He’s a Unitologist but more due to the fact that his family are part of the church rather than believing in most of the teaching himself. He does like the message of unity, and an afterlife and rebirth don’t sound too bad. That is until Foolish is used by the church to help trigger the Sprawl outbreak and realize what “rebirth” actually means, and Punz doesn't take too kindly to his best friend (maybe-sort-of-kind-of-boyfriend) being used like that either.

There will definitely be some Drunz tho! All six of them will end up with bonding time but I am still planning out when and where. Some of them might have to get to know each other when they’re off the Sprawl and on the run/in hiding, and I think Drunz will be one of these pairs. I can see the two of them really growing closer talking about the Markers and eventually start plotting to track potential others down to destroy them. The perfect dates uvu

For now I know I want Karlnap to happen in this second part, due to them bonding over both being easily influenced by the Marker and maybe even sharing delusions. Idk if I would call it Kunz right away but I do want Karl and Punz to be partnered up long enough for Karl to stab one of Punz’s eyes out (he was trying to help okay, the evil alien rock is telling him things!), and that’s sure hell of a way to start a relationship.

I am also tempted to have Punznap partner up for the Tormentor scene (this is a two min clip from the second game, so do keep in mind it’s a horror/action scene with some blood and gore, and it’s a bit hectic) because it’s like my fave sequence of the game and I like to think that both them hate being out in space! So this would be a nice traumatic moment for them to bond over (including everything else that happened in those two minutes like jfc) :D It would however make more sense to have Foolish with either Dream, Sapnap, or Karl in this scene since it’s in the Unitology part of the game, so I’ll see! 

I’ll probably end up writing a proper timeline for both the Ishimura and the Sprawl parts of this au, since they pretty much just follow the in-game events with some tweaks. The third part when they’re all on the run will be for more of the actual shippy stuff and everyone working through their trauma and getting together <3

[sorikkung]

people interacting w wgoin in my notes... this would be a rly bad time to say all my writing will probably be on hiatus for the indefinite future huh

[scalproie]

There is a strange sensation that buzzes on the edge of Jun's consciousness from almost the very moment she crosses that threshold into his realm. At first easily ignored; of course the hells would feel different to someone not meant to be there. And how large hell is! There are layers to this place, each with its own distinct environment and pseudo ecosystem, somewhat akin to every season coexisting at once. It has a unique appeal, even the harsh environments. Everything has a purpose in the name of maintaining balance. She spends time getting to know the denizens too, many of whom expressed surprise at her presence. For who would expect Life to intrude into such a domain, or further yet be invited and embraced into it?

The exploration is fascinating yet taxing for her, something Kazuya notes and inquires on wordlessly with a glance and slight twist to his usual resting frown. "I'm fine, just need to rest for a bit." And she does. His chambers are opulent but comfortable, with a large bed that was easy to sink into. Upon awakening she is physically rested but the buzz has amplified into a headache. An odd spasm jolts her head. A sneeze - she knows that from the mortals who have the misfortune to carry allergies to her creations. Bizarre, but perhaps not unexpected from such different surroundings. It is then she registers the sense of wetness in her palm.

Life looks down, and sees her own blood for the first time.

[aceofstars16]

So I’m going to a new PT place, and I don’t know if my PT is a Star Wars fan (though he asked about if I liked Star Wars so maybe?) but I heard the *other* PTs talking about Ahsoka (and had a hard time focusing because of it lol) and I am *so* tempted to pull out my starbird shirt and wear it to PT next time just to see if they notice lol

[tathrin]

📽 action!: rank all six of the films (or three if you're a hater)

Answers for this LotR ask-game.

Ahh okay so at this point I have to confess something terrible: I still have not seen the third Hobbit movie. I'm sorry! I just couldn't do it. The fuckery of it all, especially in the second movie with Mirkwood and Thranduil and Legolas ("a lowly Silvan elf" what the FUCK what the fuck PJ WHAT THE FUCK), was just too much for me. Character-assassination is one thing, and I thought after Denethor I knew what I was going to be getting with Thranduil but NOPE! It was literal world building assassination and I just CANNOT.

Don't get me wrong, Lee Pace did an amazing job and actually seeing Mirkwood was amazing and it was genuinely delightful to see Orlando put those ears on again; but the OuTrAgE that filled my heart at the yeet-ing of what minimal canon we even have for the Mirkwood elves was just intolerable, and while I did mean to go see it, really I did, I just...couldn't actually get the motivation to go before it was out of theatres. I've heard the EE are better (less studio fuckery) so I'll watch them someday! Honest! I just...haven't. yet.

And as to the Lord of the Rings trilogy...man, I don't even know how to do this. In terms of which is the best film, or in terms of which one I enjoy watching most, or in terms of which on hits me in the heart hardest or...? I don't know if I can objectively rank my feelings about these movies even in my own brain because RotK ends with Into the West and I have FeelingsTM about the Undying Lands and Sea Longing okay. So the last scene of RotK at the Grey Havens is a fucking spear through the heart every time and I can't even describe the knot of feelings it engenders, and I think overall TTT may be my favorite but also it has Plot Issues that piss me off even more than the Plot Issues in RotK I think,...yeah, we're going to do this in terms of Film Crafting rather than personal favorites because I'm having too many feelings lmao. So! In order of most-well-done-movie to least:

Fellowship of the Ring

The Two Towers

Return Of The King

The Desolation of Smaug

An Unexpected Journey

[sparkles-rule-4eva]

Guess who finally completed that "Girl Talk" fic featuring Sonic and Tails talking about Amy today right in time for Wholesome Wednesday tomorrowww 😎

[iinaminottennight]

beginning to understand what iketani meant with working on your own car makes you fonder of it bc i just replaced my brake discs and brake pads all on my own and the sense of pride and love for my car is unlike anything ive ever felt man

[seventh-district]

screaming shaking crying trembling wailing sobbing throwing up punching the wall in anguish and agony and angst etc etc etc