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judd's shirt, and how he smells...
he's gonna have a musk. like canon wise it'd be after sharpening his knives or like he's working out or something but he's got man musk
i like to think the birch household actually has good shampoo and skincare stuff, though i also am a firm believer that only elliot, leah and diane have an actual routine
judd? literally any soap, though nothing with a flowery scent?? like motherfucker smells like the woods. he's got an earthy smell to him. like i think he's the only one in the house that uses irish spring or like very plain ivory soap.
to the ppl that think he'd use a 13 in 1. i need you to stop. his hygiene routine is very simple but ima need some respect put on this man because how else is he gonna maintain that hairstyle? not to mention dude is definitely a go-getter.
anyway he just has... boy/man/male scent, ya know? like that common smell between all cologne and men's soap? yeah that.
so with that context... you've taken some of his shirts, for girlfriend reasons.
ya know like, when he's not around and you wanna pretend he's there. or you just don't feel good and wanna think about him comforting you... it's for emersion you swear!
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yeah right you're getting off to that shit.
sure you could put it on a pillow and think about him being there
could cuddle with pillow judd or if you have a huge stuffed animal that works too
but ik why you clicked 'read more' and yeah i get it
jessie was onto something... and so was a manga i read...
just taking his shirt and keeping it for a bit? and you just take a big whiff... a deep sniff. oh yeah.
at some point his werid ass ziplocs his most sweaty shirts and keeps them just for you
doesn't point out why or explains, just points you to where he keeps them.
Looking in the drawer you find a couple of plain and graphic tees in rows. Lined up, side by side and in... ziploc bags? You look back at him and he looks at you, shirtless and dead lifting weights. "What." he sounds so nonchalant, neutral tone, same as always. "You're just gonna let me have them now?" He continues lifting and looking at a wall with a couple band posters on it. "Better than you being a klepto over my shit." He smirks slightly and looks back at you, "What? You don't want them, princess?" You squint, mainly at the pet name and was going to argue but just pouted and looked away grabbing the shirts and stuffing them into your overnight bag. "Yes." you mutter and he laughs.
#judd birch x reader#judd birch#big mouth#this.. may become a fic.#no i didn't repost this bc i forgot the tags the first time. shut up.
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The thing in her cargo hold is looking at her again.
Really, Gem should have sold it by now. If the fishmonger had refused to take it--and really, it seems unlikely, Gem thinks, that the fishmonger would refuse to take it; he has taken and carved up and made meals of far stranger fish than one with a human face and hands and torso--she could have easily sold it to the man on the train, who takes exotic catches for his zoo. She could have even taken it to Grian; it's not a mending book, but it's the sort of thing he'd like to make fun of her for catching, instead of anything she's after.
Really, she should have. The longer she keeps the thing in her cargo hold, the more it starts to look properly human to her. She should know better. She has caught far stranger fish, and none of them have been human. It's another trick these seas have been playing on her, she thinks.
Long nights alone do that to a woman.
She ignores it. Instead, she opens the lid of the tank and starts depositing salmon. "It's a really weird request, that I keep them alive the whole time. You won't eat them, right?" Gem says, knowing the thing in her cargo hold can't answer. "Because if you eat them, this time, I really am going to sell you to the fishmonger. Or maybe I can figure out how to get fillets from you on my own? I've certainly eaten weirder fish..."
The thing in the cargo hold continues to stare. It has eyes that look like little moons, and brown hair, and it is smiling for some reason. Gem huffs.
"Don't give me that look! You are a fish. I am a fisherman. If mere human faces stopped me from doing my job, I would have gone mad a long time ago."
The thing in the cargo hold smiles wider. The lights flicker. Gem rolls her eyes and finishes putting salmon in the tank. As though to spite her, the thing in the cargo hold immediately lashes out, grabbing one in the claws on her otherwise-human hands and then tearing it apart with razor-sharp teeth. Blood rises on the water. Gem sighs.
"I have a harpoon in here somewhere, or at least a very sharp knife," she says to herself. She doesn't really want to use her nice knife, the one she always keeps on her belt, but she ought to have another knife around with which she can finish the job, right?
The lights flicker and go out. When she looks across at the tank, there are two silvery-moon eyes looking at her.
Gem pulls a wire. Gem turns the lights back on. She takes a deep breath.
"I really should have sold you by now, really. If the fishmonger won't take you, then the zookeeper would love you," Gem says.
The radio crackles. Gem startles. Very, very few people ever contact her on the shipboard radio, but if she's getting a signal, that's more important than a grudge match with a fish. She heads over to answer the call.
An amalgamation of voices responds:
YOU ARE FUNNY. I HAVE A MESSAGE. A DELIVERY. YOU'VE TRAPPED ME THOUGH.
Slowly, Gem turns around to the thing in the cargo hold.
"This won't stop me from treating you like a fish," she says. "If messages from the ocean stopped me--"
A terrible, crackling laugh sounds from the radio.
I AM THE MOON'S PEARL. YOU WILL NOT HOLD ME FOREVER. WE WILL SEE WHO EATS WHO.
Gem wags her finger. "We'll see, for sure, as long as you don't eat my salmon. That man in the fish-scaled suit was VERY insistent, you know."
TELL ME MORE.
"You're tying up my radio. What if there's another ship? What if there's something important?"
OH GEM. YOU KNOW THERE WON'T BE.
Gem swallows.
The thing in the cargo hold is staring at her.
"I need to sleep. I need to go to shore," she says.
YOU WON'T, the radio says.
She won't.
#hermitcraft#hermitfic#geminitay#pearlescentmoon#a bee fic#SO I STILL HAVEN'T PLAYED DREDGE. SO SORRY IF THE VIBES ARE WRONG.#but i figured. someone has to do a mermaid au. Why Not Write That Premise Myself#and then it become... spooky.#so uh. i guess pearl may not exactly be a MERMAID here. but.#horror#DO WITH THIS CONCEPT WHAT YOU WILL.#dehumanization#JUST REALIZED I PROBABLY NEED THAT ONE. yeah anyway
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@garecc and I are having an argument so weigh in
#fandom#slash fic#fanfiction#I think there may be a generational difference here in how the term originated vs how it's commonly used hence the age categories#oh eta I did the ages there because I'm guessing for purposes of this poll distinctions between older ages will be less important#not because I think 36 is when you become elderly lmao
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in the mood for a modern au. banishing them to Community Theatre.
#em draws stuff#hornblower#william bush#horatio hornblower#archie kennedy#sometimes I receive a Highly Specific Divine Vision of Putting Them In A Situation. here's that situation.#would being hit by my Become A Stage Manager beam fix hornblower? probably not but who can say#he Would like three-ring binders though. [quickly cross-references] pity he perished before they were invented.#archie's tattoos are borrowed from jon dxppercxdxver's ideas and bush's are from one of sanguinity's fics!#(except for the wrist rope... made that one up myself because it felt like he needed a little something extra)#thank you to the normal men chat for understanding that bush's cargo shorts are 'in a lesbian way'. this is v important.#name suggestions for archie's service dog are welcome and if anyone comes up with something particularly wonderful#then I may do another drawing or two in this au... we'll see.
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tsukishima has such bully energy. he'll pull the chair under you before you sit down, he'll steal your things and hold them above your head, he'll call you nasty names and laugh about how ugly you are. bully tsukishima thinks of you at night while he's stroking his cock. he thinks about how you look stunning with watery eyes, when you're trying your hardest not to cry and you pout so pretty. his favourite thing is when you try so hard to get your things back, you'll go on your tippy toes and jump up, causing your breasts to bounce slightly and your thighs jiggle, if you're wearing thigh high socks that day they'll roll down. he'll think about the time when he was behind you on the stairs, your skirt was swaying and if he looked close enough he could see your underwear. he cant stop thinking about you, maybe tomorrow he'll be able to get you to cry.
#tsukishima x reader#tsukishima x reader smut#whenever i jump my thighs jiggle and everything bounces so this may be self indulge#listen this might become a series + part two + or full fic ? i really like this concept#this is a college/uni au setting btw <3#♡ tsukki#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu x reader smut#chubby reader smut#hq smut#hq x reader#tsukishima smut#kei tsukishima#chubby reader#tsukishima x chubby reader#haikyuu x chubby reader#♡ mine / writing#haikyuu x chubby reader smut
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Now don’t get me wrong, I absolutely think that from a moral standpoint Glenn made the better choice at the end of the trial- in fact I think one of the most tragic things about that scene (where we hear Glenn’s reasoning and all that) is that if you needed irrefutable proof that Glenn is both a good person and a good dad, there it was! But of course by that point it was already too late.
But… Sometimes I find myself thinking about… How to put this… If Nick had learned of his dad’s decision, do you think he might have… Taken it the wrong way? Do you think if Nick Close had learned that Glenn chose to give up being his dad, he would have understood this as the ultimate act of abandonment? Or that his dad didn’t see him as someone worth fighting for? Not that I think Nick would have wanted his dad to fight the dragon either per se, but… Well, maybe deep down some part of him would have, actually.
#I frankly don’t know if this one is coherent! But I really do think about this a lot actually. As much as it may seem unimportant.#Also Nick Close posting is gonna become my new favourite thing I think#dndads#dungeons and daddies#Nick close#glenn close#glenn close dndads#nicky freeman#🤔 will this resonate with anyone other than myself? Who can say!#I really did think that somehow Glenn’s decision at the end of the trial would have somehow been used as proof that his verdict was wrong#But alas the Burch man would not have it be so easy…#I really do need to get back to writing lawless (a fic of mine!) at some point 😤#Even if that story is about all the kids- and though you wouldn’t necessarily be able to tell by what’s currently out-#It is actually at the base of it all a story about Nick Close
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Some doddles i did for my charlastor fic Bernadette
#bunbunart#charlastor#bun fic#Bernadette (fic)#adam x lute#idk their ship name yet#digital sketch#if im not careful it may become a whatever fic with sprinkled ships within#which i might just out of insanity lolz#alastor the radio demon#charlie morningstar#hazbin hotel adam#hazbin hotel lute#my art stuff#my artwork
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Irondad fic ideas #117
One day, May receives a threatening letter at work. It says, "Do you know who your nephew is?" and contains, crushed into the page, a dead spider.
Horrified, May calls Tony Stark. Plans are set in place immediately to move the Parkers into Stark Tower for protection while Tony tracks down the people who sent the threat.
Peter is at school during the chaos of getting May to the tower. He only learns what's happened when he's called out of class. When he gets to the office, it's Tony waiting there (with the very stunned school secretary) to pick him up. He has his nanotech housing unit on.
Tony explains once they're in the car. Peter freaks out until Tony promises that May is already safely at the tower with Happy and Pepper. Only then does Peter notice that Tony's hands are shaking too.
All of this was not what the villains wanted. Their plan had been to scare May into abandoning Peter. They didn't know that she already knew who he was, and they definitely didn't know that the Parkers were close to Tony Stark.
An abandoned and homeless Peter would have been much easier to kidnap. Now, they will have to step up their game.
#irondad fic ideas#irondad and spiderson#ironfam#can you tell I just want may and peter to move into the tower#give peter ALL the parental figures challenge#they become one tight-knit family and by the time the threat is neutralized nobody wants to leave#tony stark#peter parker#may parker#may can work for dr. cho#at first she doesn't want to but then pepper reminds her that working at her regular hospital could put staff and patients at risk#peter has so much new safety tech on him just to go to school it's insane#ned and mj get safety tech too#which ned ADORES and mj finds stalkerish but ultimately concedes when she sees how freaked out peter is#if anybody writes this and makes peter actually get kidnapped at some point you will have my whole heart forever btw#iron dad and spider son#fic idea#fic ideas#irondad fic idea#irondad#spiderson#iron dad#spider son#iron man#spider-man
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My brain just birthed a new pet theory (also, I was discussing it with some people on Discord. If any of you guys are seeing this, holla!!!). Aang is the only one really in character in the comics. His selfishness, short-sightedness and lack of empathy fall in line with his character in the rest of the series. What if instead of gaining "energybending", Aang actually got reality bending abilities, like in the "Legends" episode of Justice League?
One person involved in the discussion (who is free to reblog and add their full take if they want) suggested that Aang actually lost the fight with Ozai, and everything after that is what he's imagining while he's lost in the Fog in the spirit world. That is an idea that's just chock full of angsty goodness, if that's what you're into. I went in a different direction with it, though.
My plot bunny went down the "Aang bends reality because Katara chose Zuko instead" hole. It makes sense. Aang, as he's set up in the main series, would not just quietly accept his 4Ev@ GuRRRRLLllLL not picking him. Yes, him having an uncontrolled AVATAR STATE hissy fit is on the table, but if something- like the lionturtle- gave him the ability to control reality, that's absolutely something he'd take advantage of. That's the reason why justice seeking, won't turn her back on those in need Katara won't stand ten-toes down when Aang suggests anti-miscegenation. It also explains why Zuko who told his father "the Fire Nation spreading it's greatness is a lie" is suddenly onboard with colonialism. And why he seems to suddenly be flirting with Ozai's brand of villainy after everything he's been through. It also explains Sokka's sudden random aversion to fur...
Which ever way you want to go with it, though, it certainly explains why everyone is suddenly OOC except Aang.
#atla#anti aang#anti kataang#zutara#this...may become an actual fic someday#for right now i'm just spitballing an idea#based on the fact that bryke somehow accidentally wrote a fantastic villain origin story for their pet boy#aang's more interesting when you steer INTO his worst traits#thoughts?
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[Excerpt from Sorrow Beyond Words: Collected Testimony of the War of Wrath, 4th Edition; ed. Elrond Peredhel. Archive of Cîw Annúminas, inaugural collection]
“Simply reaching Menegroth was a struggle. Doriath had become a twisting nightmare of overgrowth and rot and mists, as Morgoth’s power warred with the remains of the Girdle and our old songs. Ai, our home, our haven! I know the name of every holly in Region, before the exile. We found deadfalls surrounded by dozens of animals who’d lain down beside the trees and rotted before they died. Blind moose more antler than flesh staggered towards us even after a dozen arrows. Vines covered in dripping thorns reached for our eyes. The cherry trees were overladen with fruits that smelled like gangrene. Deildhod stumbled into a nest of maddened vipers, and only escaped because their tails were all tangled together into a festering mass and could hardly move. We never saw or heard a single bird. I’m amazed we lost no one in that whole push through Region. No, I speak a lie. I know how we passed through with nothing worse than scrapes. Elrond was with us, and the ghost of Melian’s love still recognized her kin.
“Esgalduin had nearly been dammed by one of Hírilorn’s fallen boles, but the bridge still held. We crossed and reached the ruined gates, wrought twice and broken twice. Within there was only darkness to be seen; we knew not what manner of horrors Morgoth had sent to infest the city, but Ingwion was unwilling to leave them at the rear of his forces as he moved north, if it could be helped. Celeborn stood at Elrond’s right and myself at his left. Far less an honor guard than the heir of Elu Thingol and Melian Besain deserved. Yet in those dark days it was all the honor we could muster. King Dior Eluchíl had known thirty-six summers when he was unrighteously slain. Queen Elwing Nimaew thirty-five when despair took her to the sea. Lord Elrond Peredhel beheld the city of Elu for the first and only time in his twenty-ninth summer.
“Elrond stood before his inheritance and Sang. He sang a lament, for the lost endless years of joy and peace, for deep halls lit by birdsong and echoing with wisdom, for the Forsaken People who awoke the forest and earth with many voices, for the works of beauty never to be seen again on this side of the sea. He sang a promise, that the glory of Menegroth will be remembered in the songs of Middle-Earth for as long as its children endure. He sang thanks, for the protection the halls granted us until it could shelter us no more. As his song at last ceased, I thought I heard nightingales answering him.
“Stars shone on his brow, and his hair glistened as the vault of night, and the memories of our once-eternal bliss in the woods of Thingol’s realm under Elbereth’s gifts arose in my mind. Let Oropher dream of a deep hall for his own; let Celeborn reign where he will at his wife’s side! I knew in my heart, as the echo of nightingale songs faded, that there was no lord or king I would ever stand beside save Elrond Elwingion.
“The living stone in which our kingdom once thrived knew his voice, and at long last laid down its burden and passed. The darkness over Menegroth was lifted, and we went forth into its corpse, and no beast or orc could stand before us. I do not sing of what we found and left behind when we cast down the bridge and gave leave for the river to flood the caves. It is not worth remembering.”
#silmarillion#the silmarillion#tolkien#silm fic#elrond#doriath#menegroth#war of wrath#my OCs#war of wrath: sorrow beyond words#stormwritten#the Second Kinslaying occurred on this day in FA 506#you can observe the day of remembrance by burning a Son of Feanor in effigy#in remembrance I'm writing Sindarin Elrond because I've seen too much Feanorian Elrond recently#the narrator is a former senior Marchwarden who escaped the Kinslaying and brought refugees over the mountains to Celeborn and Galadriel#she'll never forgive herself for not being at Sirion for the Third Kinslaying#she becomes one of Elrond's chief counselors and one of the heads of Rivendell's forces along with Glorfindel#she and Glorfindel were definitely at each other's throats for years until Elrond yelled at them to chill#they may have hatefucked#sorry Erestor#she either dies when Celebrían is captured#or leads the search for Celebrían and sails west with her#in either case she'll never forgive herself for failing#“Nimaew” = “white/pale bird” I think#a name given to Elwing after her leap#she doesn't know about it yet
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What if the Madrigals piled into a huge van and went to a mall?
Felix is the driver. He always brings along a bottle of water that Pepa always ends up drinking. He buys himself another one in the mall or begs Julieta for one. He likes to find new music to dance to or sheet music.
Alma sits beside Felix in the passenger seat. It's too hard on her knees to crawl into the back part of the van and she likes to be in a spot where she can see the whole family. She will usually meet an old friend for a meal or coffee, then shop with Julieta and Agustin when they get groceries. Everyone knows to meet them when the groceries are done to help load up the van because Julieta will send out a group text. This is the last thing they get done and they leave the city after.
Pepa sits behind Felix. She always forgets something and it's most often her water bottle, so she takes Felix's. She and Felix like to dance to Agustin's piano music if they see him playing in the mall. Felix will follow her around and carry her bags for her, even though she asks if he's sure he wants to do that. It makes him happy so she lets him. They'll help with the grocery shopping too.
Antonio sits beside Pepa and likes to bring along his stuffed jaguar because he isn't allowed to bring along any of his other animals. He has a system for who he spends time with and chooses a different person/group each time so that he can spend time with everyone. He always wants to visit the toy store and pet store, of course.
Julieta is on Antonio's other side and always brings along a large bag full of food, juice, water, and first aid supplies for the kids (and inevitably her husband).
Luisa sits behind Pepa. The far back seat is too tight for her to fit into and she wants to give the front bench to Antonio so he can sit with his mother. She likes to bring tea along for the ride and points out all of the farm animals in the fields.
Isabela sits beside Luisa. Isabela and Luisa usually end up hanging out together in the mall. They like to try on different clothes, check out the bookstore, and visit the gardening section.
Agustin's behind Julieta and beside Isabela. He almost always slams his finger in the door or hits his head getting into the van. Julieta and Agustin like to find a nice restaurant to have a meal together before they go shopping. Sometimes Agustin will play the mall piano for a little while.
Camilo sits in the far back seat behind Luisa. He's always got a prank or some other scheme planned for mall shenanigans. He usually drags Mirabel and/or Bruno into it. When he isn't planning schemes, he likes to visit the music store and Mirabel drags him to the craft store.
Mirabel sits beside Camilo and likes to bring one of her embroidery projects along for the long car ride. Camilo usually keeps distracting her with his plans so she doesn't get much done. She likes to stock up on her sewing supplies and likes the arts and craft store.
Bruno sits beside Mirabel and always has a huge coffee in his hand. Being outside of Casita is exhausting, never mind being in a huge mall. If he can get away from Camilo's plans, he likes to hang out with Dolores in the book store, music store, craft store, and pet store. He makes sure he's never alone in the mall.
Dolores sits beside Bruno and behind Agustin. It's usually the quietest corner of the van and she likes to watch outside the window as she listens to music through her headphones. If she isn't with Bruno, she likes to hang out with Luisa and Isabela.
#encanto#headcanons#encanto headcanons#modern au#this is currently a wip and may become a fic someday#felix madrigal#alma madrigal#pepa madrigal#antonio madrigal#julieta madrigal#luisa madrigal#isabela madrigal#agustin madrigal#camilo madrigal#mirabel madrigal#bruno madrigal#dolores madrigal
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Fanart for the fanfiction Through the Ice by Tallihensia.
#Clex#clark kent#lex luthor#smallville#fanart#fanart of fanfic#I literally couldn't have not made this art#I hadn't even finished the fic before I was reaching for my tablet to sketch this#the image was so seared in my head#thank you for writing it#tallihensia#and for writing all your other fics that I have been devouring#have I become complete trash for Smallville Clex#absolutely#I've gone back and reread this fic a few more times since#may also have to draw the hot chocolate...#I started drawing this at the time of night I really should have been going to bed#that was a mistake#for my sleep schedule anyway#not for this art which I am so damn proud of
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clandestine meetings and longing stares
#; tealeaf's renders#enver gortash#the dark urge#durgetash#bg3#baldur's gate 3#been learning blender this past week and finally have a rue and gortash model rigged up!!#cant wait to make them kiss (and make them die)#about to become a lot more insufferable about them!!#also first time making a set so its really bad#(blenderkit beloved)#anyway! may make little renders of scenes from my fic... perhaps....#oc ; rue#; chaos + control
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incoming tattoo artist boyfriend!geto...
#★ — emptalkshit!#I ACTUALLY HAVE ENOUGH IDEAS TO MAKE THIS LIKE A THING#geto gonna be rude as hell#just how I like him#but I have enough ideas to make this into like a thing#just imagine tattoo artist!geto who leaves u like little drawings and cute messages each day because he's an ofc amazing drawer#this is a lie since he wouldn't do that shit#kidding#but like ur first meeting w geto he'd be cocky as hell#but when he eventually becomes ur boyfriend he's obsessed with you#he likes when ur ass just sits and watches him tattoo and pierce people#and you let him use ur body to practice new designs and shi#and matching tattoos#THE MATCHING TATTOOS YOUD HAVE#geto îs the only person id have a matching tattoo with#even tho you guys say I write geto as sassy even tho I really dont try to#I think I dont write him that well yet tbf#anyways I think I may write this idk#like FIRST FIC will be either how u meet#or ill just start with established boyfriend!geto#and itll be like a jealous#angsty#smutty#lovely fic#so yeah#hm#we shall see#hm hm hmhmhmhmhm what to do what to do
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I think one reason Cynthia and Lydia work so well together is because they both would look at themselves and think “I wouldn’t marry me either” but they’d look at each other and think “I’d marry you with paper rings”
#brought to you by a thought I had this morning#this may be potentially inspiring a fic#who knows#I myself am not a swiftie#but two of my coworkers during summer stock were#and I have become familiar with some lyrics#grease rise of the pink ladies#rise of the pink ladies#cynthia x lydia#rotpl#thesbians#lynthia#grease rotpl#save grease rise of the pink ladies#save rise of the pink ladies#save our pinks
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so like uh. uhh. superhero/journalist au revamped
#2023 the year of tcm im telling you#taking a little break from drawing the dj#BRO I CANT BELIEVE I NEVER POSTED THE SHITTY OG SKETCHES#there were soooo many#i am certain i posted the witch au so why not the superhero au#OR maybe i did post it and i just cant find them?? anyway#my friend showed me this artist that i have become low key obsessed with dan mora#also the same friend may or may not be wiritng a tcm fic for me. tee hee. :^) my birthday is in march yay#ANYWAY the au. it started out pretty simple#orion is a journalist and garret is a lone wolf superhero and stuff happens!#stuff that i cant talk about because the subject matter is way too close to spoilers for the actual tcm#but lets just say orion wants the scoop to write his articles but Red Wing doesnt want his identity revealed#shenanigans ensue#I CANT WAIT FOR THE FIC KYA#my best friend being an excellent writer is the BEST thing that happened to me in my whole life fr#their stuff is always so top notch#soon to be published best selling uk author fr#after they get the doctorate#can you believe it doctorate#holy wow#ok tags#tcm#the clockmaster#sketches#superhero au
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