#shorter one this time...quite liking it :)

[shitouttabuck]

wip wednesday

tagged by @rewritetheending @onward--upward and @alyxmastershipper 💓💓💓

i haven’t reeeeally started writing anything other than planning this out broadly because it’s very plot heavy but got a little lost thinkin about the intimacy of shaving the other day so this is from x files au in some shitty shared motel room while they’re cryptid hunting or chasing aliens idk we’ll figure it out

When he emerges, hair towelled dry and in clean clothes, Eddie frowns at him. “What?” he asks. “Promise I didn’t finish all the hot water.” “No, you just look—” Eddie gestures at Buck’s face, “—scruffier than usual.” “Oh,” Buck says, running a hand over his day-four stubble. “I forgot my razor.” “Oh,” Eddie’s face clears, “just use mine.” Buck swallows. “Um. Okay. Thanks.” Eddie nods at him and goes back to squinting at his phone, so Buck about-faces and re-enters the bathroom. It’s not a big deal, he tells himself as he foams up his face. It’s like—like sharing a hairbrush. Intimate, sure, not something you’d tend to do with people you don’t know well, but it’s not a big deal.  He wets the razor and brings it to his throat, heart hammering there so violently it feels like his Adam’s apple is trying to get out. If his hand doesn’t stop trembling he’s going to nick himself, and God, he is being absolutely fucking ridiculous. Deep breath. The razor glides over the thin skin of his throat, muscle memory even as he stares at himself in the mirror. Doesn’t think about Eddie doing this every morning, using this very razor. Blade edge kissing his jaw the same way it kisses Eddie’s. Doesn’t think about Eddie doing this for him, hand holding his chin as he shaves Buck carefully, grip firm when he turns Buck’s face this way and that. Doesn’t think about Eddie kissing where the blade kissed him first.  Doesn’t think about any of that when he rinses the razor clean and slots it back into the travel mug, where Buck’s toothbrush rests against Eddie’s with such easy familiarity it’s about to spark a whole new crisis. 

tagging @try-set-me-on-fire @jeeyuns @housewifebuck @anxieteandbiscuits @forthewolves @zahlibeth @athenagranted @buckactuallys @transboybuckley @icecreampotluck @diazblunt if you have anything to share today or later!

[skitskatdacat63]

2009 Brazilian Grand Prix - Jenson Button

[the-penguinspy]

avatrice + ineptly kiss cheek

ty for the lovely prompt as always, em :)

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Beatrice had just finished putting the grounds in the coffee maker when Ava stumbles out of their bedroom, yawn halfway in effect as she rubs a hand over her face. Her borrowed boxer shorts are slung low over her hips, and her sleep shirt exposes her midriff when she brings her arms overhead in a languid stretch. Beatrice almost (almost!) overfills the water container in the coffee maker, but she catches her blunder in time. 

The coffee maker whirs and growls as it heats up the water and starts to drip into the pot, and Beatrice reaches into the cupboards above her for two mugs before she finally feels a pair of arms wrap snug around her waist. Ava’s chin hooks over her shoulder, and the sleepy grumble that accompanies the motion is muffled in the crook of Beatrice’s neck.

Beatrice rests the mugs against the countertop before turning around to greet Ava with a kiss on her forehead, fingers linking around the back of her neck. “Good morning, darling.”

A sigh of contentment as Ava settles more firmly against her. “G’morn’, babe.” She nuzzles Beatrice’s collarbone, presses a soft kiss there. Another one higher up on her neck. She eventually stands on her tiptoes for one more kiss, but her trajectory is flawed – off-course, her aim lands along the curve of Beatrice’s jaw instead. 

Beatrice smiles, a corner of her mouth quirked upwards; Ava’s irresistible on the best of days, but in the mornings, she’s just too – 

“Cute.” The adoration comes out on an exhale, automatic like breathing. The fact is this: Beatrice takes pride in her discipline and self-control. The act of loving Ava, however, requires neither; hasn’t, not for a long time, and Beatrice chuckles softly before her lips find their place on the apple of Ava’s cheek. She lingers for one moment, two – and in the beat between the second and third, she feels a satisfied hum rumble its way from Ava’s throat. 

The aroma of coffee wafts through the living room and saturates the spaces between them, filling in the missing puzzle piece – it’s not really a morning without the promise of fresh caffeine, paired with the lovely, skewed kisses from one delightfully sleepy Ava. 

[risingsunresistance]

ok now that that's done, i wanna play this game again

send me a number 1-447 and i'll give you the picture that corresponds with in my techno folder! OR send me a 🐖 and i'll let the bot pick for you

he might give you a bonus emote hehe

[sysig]

Last little bits because they’re still so cute ♥ (Patreon)

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

Stuck In Her Head

short contemporary YA coming-of-age set in Hong Kong, following two teen girls who are friends

one is a musical prodigy but has lost her passion and wants to explore different possibilities for her future

the other is passionate about music but dealing with mental health & family issues

the latter develops a crush on the former, who is aroace, and they have to re-navigate their friendship, while working on a music/coding competition project together and dealing with their own issues

[theflyingfeeling]

...💇‍♀️

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: December 19

"We're An American Band" by Grand Funk Railroad

[indiangp]

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[umbracirrus]

So, I have updated The Perfect Storm, my Balgruuf/Dragonborn fic on AO3 before my toothache becomes too much, I am terrible when it comes to handling pain.

It's rated E for content yet to come (oh no, is that a bad pun?)

Chapter description: With permission from the Priestess of Kynareth to now leave Whiterun, Elyse decides to go to the cluttered mess of a 'house' which was Lakeview Manor.

Chapter excerpt:

Hearing the rain pelting the ground as they walked, with dirt between cobbled stones gradually turning to mud as the temperatures steadily grew lower through the lack of sunlight and as an earthy smell began to overpower the honey sweetness coming from Honningbrew, was enough to put Elyse’s mind totally at ease. Much of her travels throughout Skyrim had been in similar such conditions, albeit with some places having the rain replaced with snow and a crunch beneath her feet, and it just felt right.

It took little over an hour to reach Riverwood at their steady pace, and though the weather didn’t seem the calmest it had ever been in Skyrim, it certainly wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Business seemed to be moving as usual in the village, with the sound of the sawmill in action and hammering at the forge being like the town’s heartbeat – persistent and unwavering. That led to the decision to continue on to Lakeview Manor, but not without a momentary rest break and diversion into the Sleeping Giant Inn to get a drink and dry off for a few minutes before moving on.

By late morning, Elyse and Lydia had arrived at the house, and it wasn’t a moment too soon – the distant rumbling of thunder echoed through the mountains, soon followed by a flash in the direction of Lake Ilinalta.

[nokikissa]

Hahaha so my first bg3 playthrough took me almost 120 hours to finish cos I was like you know trying to explore and do everything I could, while the playthroughs after that have taken only like half the amount to beat.

[helianskies]

dialogue prompts 5 : 🍄

since i've gotten out of practice, let's have another round of prompts! send me a ship, trio, or something platonic if you like - i'm in the mood for ficlets!

[ 1 ] "i don't want you to see me like this."

[ 2 ] "quiet, they'll hear us!"

[ 3 ] "have you been drinking?"

[ 4 ] "it's been so long!"

[ 5 ] "you can hold my hand."

[ 6 ] "but we're in public."

[ 7 ] "get out!"

[ 8 ] "are you my new therapist?"

[ 9 ] "run away with me."

[ 10 ] "i can manage on my own."

[ 11 ] "am i embarrassing you?"

[ 12 ] "i don't want to die."

[ 13 ] "...thank you."

[ 14 ] "i thought they cared."

[ 15 ] "will you come back?"

[ 16 ] "my hero!"

[ 17 ] "hands to yourself!"

[ 18 ] "we're not alone."

[ 19 ] "i made you lunch."

[ 20 ] "they said you were ill..."

[ 21 ] "did you hear that?"

[ 22 ] "i've offended you."

[ 23 ] "you're meant to knock!"

[ 24 ] "do you think i'm... good?"

[ 25 ] "i want you all to myself."

[ previous prompt lists: 1, 2, 3, 4! ]

[icybreaths]

// i think about jewel’s ponytail getting scorched in battle too much,,

[sysig]

Stupid sexy Narrator >:0 (Patreon)

[aroaessidhe]

2023 reads // twitter thread    

Sailing By Carina’s Star

2nd in a historical fiction trilogy about queer pirates

René & friends are now adults, working against colonial powers and building a safe haven on Nassau

while his father & adopted brother in the navy are pursuing him single-mindedly, as pirate-hunting increases

3 aroace MCs

[niicevibe]

my coworker and I just got reamed by our boss for a small kitchen fire that happened the other day… while he was in Cuba… and then proceeds to ask us why we didn’t call him about it… while he was in Cuba…