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Love the contrast between Faraday being big and broad and Vasquez being quite lean, and Vasquez is taller than Faraday, beautiful muwah
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Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: The Magnificent Seven (2016)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Joshua Faraday/Vasquez, Sam Chisolm & Joshua Faraday
Characters: Joshua Faraday, Sam Chisolm, Vasquez (The Magnificent Seven 2016), All Seven (The Magnificent Seven)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - Post-Canon, Post-Canon Fix-It, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Period Typical Attitudes, Adaptation, Not Beta Read
Summary:
After the Battle of Rose Creek, Chisholm presents the Seven with a new job, cleaning up the mining town of Personville, Montana. A hotbed of corruption and scandal, the Seven will have to use their wits and not just their guns to untangle the town's complicated politics.
Inspired by Yojimbo and the novel Red Harvest. Because one Kurosawa adaptation isn't enough.
I am very dumb and attempting a new fandom. WWWWWHHHHHEEEEEEEE!
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Just an art of my favorite cowboy couple in my modern-day supernatural creature AU, Magic + Malevolence. ft Joshua the necromancer and Vasquez the unwilling hunter. Check it out with the link below! :D
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WIP Wednesday (okay it's Thursday but I think I just got over a 200-word hump I've been stuck on for a couple days).
Vasquez's spa day interrupted by cat drinking his bathwater.
Definitely at 15k words with several scenes to go, why am I like this.
lil snippet under the cut (not featuring the spa day or the cat but still funny, I hope)
He's bored out of his goddamned mind.
Vasquez is pacing around the main house, as has become his custom, endlessly drawing, spinning, and holstering the one gun he can practice with when Faraday calls his name from the barn.
Trying not to look too eager, he ambles over, gun flashing in the sunlight.
"Got a Mexican question," Faraday announces, the beginnings of a shit-eating grin lurking at the corners of his mouth.
Vasquez rolls his eyes to the sky, hoping for a bolt of divine retribution, but none comes. "I can only answer Spanish questions, pendejo."
"Yeah, yeah. What's 'perro'?"
He blinks. "Dog."
Faraday nods like he'd expected as much. "What about perro war-dee-an?"
"'Perro guardián'?" Another nod. The shit-eating grin is out in full force now. Against his better judgment, Vasquez answers, "Guard dog."
Faraday waits.
Slowly, Vasquez looks back at the house, then down at his gun, then into the distance where the new ranch hands are working. He's been called worse things.
"You are making them so dang nervous," Faraday tells him, positively gleeful. "Come meet 'em for real at supper so they'll know this is just your resting murder face."
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okay sure "resting murder face" is anachronistic but arguably i think it's worth it
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A redraw of an old doodle I did. I miss my boys.
#Varaday#Vasquez#joshua faraday#mag7#fanart#in the bg chanting “come on and kiss the boy”#sobari art
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IT. IS. FINISHED.
Chapters: 9/9
Fandom: The Magnificent Seven (2016)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death
Relationships: Joshua Faraday/Vasquez
Characters: Vasquez (The Magnificent Seven 2016), Joshua Faraday, Goodnight Robicheaux, Sam Chisolm, Red Harvest
Additional Tags: Explicit Language, Canon Compliant, Canonical Character Death, Developing Relationship, Miscommunication, Banter, Pining, Falling In Love, Idiots in Love, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied Sexual Content, Feelings Realization, Mild Sexual Content, Joshua Faraday Being a Little Shit, Implied Goodnight Robicheaux/Billy Rocks - Freeform, Last Kiss, Angst, Bittersweet Ending
Summary:
They had seven nights to spend in Rose Creek before it would all likely go to shit, and Faraday couldn't find a single woman in the entire town willing to satisfy his itch. Vasquez has some other ideas, although getting Faraday to understand them is a whole other issue.
#joshua faraday#vasquez#mag7#the magnificent seven#mag7 fic#my fic#my writing#complete fic#varaday#fasquez#i forget all the ship tags#varaday fic
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The Rebuilding chapter 5 is done - I just need to fix the spacing and italics, and we’re good to go.
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Frederic Varaday for Today’s Woman, 1953
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Tag Game: Fandom Edition
Current Hyperfixation: BG3
Previous Hyperfixation: 9-1-1 (It'll be back now that we're getting new content. I already know.)
Top 5 Ships of All Time: Wyllstarion (BG3), Buddie (9-1-1), Varaday (The Magnificent Seven: 2016), Ineffable Husbands (Good Omens), ZoSan (One Piece)
Top 5 Ships at the Moment: Wyllstarion (BG3), Shadowzel (BG3), Buddie (9-1-1), Wenclair (Wednesday), Xedgin (Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves)
Top 5 Fandoms of All Time: The Magnificent Seven: 2016, Good Omens, 9-1-1, Star Trek, Les Misérables
Favorite Female Character of All Time: Grace Ryder (9-1-1: Lone Star)
Favorite Minor Character of All Time: Xenk Yendar (Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves) (HE'S ONLY THERE FOR A LITTLE WHILE.)
A Rarepair that you love: I consider Wyllstarion a rarepair tbh.
An OT3+ that you love: Illya Kuryakin/Napoleon Solo/Gaby Teller (The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (2015))
Favorite Movie: The Lion King
Favorite TV Series: 9-1-1
Favorite Book: A Briefer History of Time by Stephen Hawking
First Site you Ever Read Fanfiction on: FF.net
Where You Find Most of your Fanfiction Today: Ao3
Favorite Social Media Site for Fandom: Tumblr
Tagging: @catdadeddie @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels @extasiswings @theladyyavilee @princessfbi @like-the-rest-of-la @stagefoureddiediaz @pragmatic-optimist @nelsonnicholas @barbiediaz @tripleaxeldiaz @captain-hen @captainofthefallen @chimneybuckley-han @evcndiaz @madneyslifeline @mayonnaisetoffees @blackestglass @lucydonato @brasscacti @eddiediaaz @tulipfromtheinternet @leothil @mellaithwen @honestlydarkprincess @nymika-arts @jddryder @theyarnmaidstale @novemberhush and whoever else wants to play!
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Tag Game: Fandom Edition
Tagged By: @mistmarauder my beloved <3333 thank you jess, this was sooo fun to fill out actually!!!
Current Hyperfixation: LOTR/The Hobbit/Sansukh - for like, the 37th time or so, it always comes back and also is kind of a christmas/new year's tradition at this point
Previous Hyperfixation: Love between Fairy and Devil (and other cdramas, honestly they still kinda have me in a chokehold and I'll probs return in a day or two) and BG3 (always always always, this one's gonna stick with me I think <3)
honorary mention to 9-1-1, the never-ending hyperfixation that sometimes quiets down a bit, but never vanishes - you'll get to watch me act like a sleeper agent being reactivated in the coming weeks once bts stuff starts to really get going 😌
Top 5 Ships of All Time: Buddie (9-1-1), Wangxian (The Untamed/MDZS), Eowyn/Faramir (LOTR), Spirk (Star Trek), Everlark (The Hunger Games)
honorary mention to Catradora (She-ra) and Viktuuri (Yuri on Ice) whom I very much love just for themselves, but whom I also wish I could send back in time so early teen me could have them as well <3
Top 5 Ships at the Moment: Wyllach (BG3), Legolas/Gimli (LOTR), Xiao Lanhua/Dongfang Qingcang (Love between Fairy and Devil), Varaday (The Magnificent Seven, thank you jess ://///), Jiang Xuening/Xie Wei/Zhang Zhe (Story of Kunning Palace)
Top 5 Fandoms of All Time: Lord of the Rings, Star Trek, 9-1-1, The Untamed/MDZS, Critical Role
Favorite Female Character of All Time: Eowyn of Rohan (Lord of the Rings)
Favorite Minor Character of All Time: Lan Jingyi (The Untamed/MDZS; I don't really know what exactly constitutes a minor character, but the loudest little Lan should count <3)
A Rarepair that you love: Wyllach my beloved (BG3; people are sleeping on them so bad it makes me want to tear my hair out!)
honorary mention to Jiang Xuening/Xie Wei/Zhang Zhe (Story of Kunning Palace) because I am a firm believer of OT3 solves the love triangle, especially if all three involved have insane chemistry <3 it's so sad this ship has like only 3 fics ._.
An OT3+ that you love: Hardison/Parker/Eliot (Leverage) and Elizabeth Burke/Peter Burke/Neal Caffrey (White Collar), because you literally could not make me choose between those two ships <3
Favorite Movie: Star Trek (2009), very closely followed by Three Wishes for Cinderella and The Martian <3
Favorite TV Series: 9-1-1 (nobody is surprised xD tho The Mentalist sure is a close second)
Favorite Book: Inkheart by Cornelia Funke
First Site you Ever Read Fanfiction on: [redacted] because teeny tiny fansite in my first language that existed only for one single fandom and has long since vanished off the internet
Where You Find Most of your Fanfiction Today: Ao3 my love <333
Favorite Social Media Site for Fandom: Tumblr (don't think any other social media site is suited for fandom actually 😌)
Tagging: @like-the-rest-of-la, @oneawkwardcookie, @stagefoureddiediaz, @captain-hen, @kitkatpancakestack and any of my followers that want to do it, I genuinely really really love reading through people's summarized fandom histories like this 👀👀👀👀
#about me#tag games#yes I picked more options than I was supposed to for almost all of them SUE ME 😤
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Very glad that a lot of Varaday fanfics agree that Faraday would be the one to freak out about crushing over a dude while Vasquez thinks “this dude annoys me so bad, I can’t not fuck him”
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Chapters: 4/?
Fandom: The Magnificent Seven (2016)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Joshua Faraday/Vasquez, Sam Chisolm & Joshua Faraday
Characters: Joshua Faraday, Sam Chisolm, Vasquez (The Magnificent Seven 2016), All Seven (The Magnificent Seven)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - Post-Canon, Post-Canon Fix-It, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Period Typical Attitudes, Adaptation, Not Beta Read
Summary:
After the Battle of Rose Creek, Chisholm presents the Seven with a new job, cleaning up the mining town of Personville, Montana. A hotbed of corruption and scandal, the Seven will have to use their wits and not just their guns to untangle the town's complicated politics.
Inspired by Yojimbo and the novel Red Harvest. Because one Kurosawa adaptation isn't enough.
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Mag 7 wip
something I'm working on as a side project for NaNo, decided I'd share a little (not really) excerpt here, just because i could
Sam Chisolm wasn’t sure what he’d expected, but as he stood in the sparsely decorated apartment in London, it wasn’t… this.
It was, in fact, sparse. There was a small kitchen, a couch with a pullout that looked slept in, a bathroom, and a tiny closet. It was by no means a luxury place, but it was just one level above being condemned, if you asked Sam.
The man’s heart broke a little as he took it in. There was no sign of the occupant he was looking for, not that he knew who he was looking for—his boss had simply given him this address and said the person who lived here would be a good addition to the team if Sam could convince them.
Given the fact of who the rest of the team was made up of, Sam had two guesses as to whose place he was standing in. Past experiences told him one was more likely than the other.
Something caught his eye, a leatherbound book sitting among the blankets on the pullout. Curious, Sam wandered over, reaching for the book. He flipped through it, noting it was some mix between a journal and a scrapbook. The first entry dated back to just over eleven years ago, and Sam couldn’t help but read.
9-29-12
I’ve always known my family had powers… how could I not, when mom uses hers to heal those in our family, and when both she and gran have told me about other members of our… bloodline? Apparently, the blood is important… and their abilities.
I just assumed, like everyone before me, that it skipped generations… Instead, I woke up this morning with my own abilities. Powers… magic? I like the idea of calling it magic. Who knows, I may have them sooner and didn’t realize it… Skipper had died during the night, and when mom and Aunt Elenore asked who I was greeting this morning because to them it was empty air… I told them Skip, and I was then informed he’d passed in his sleep, so how could I be seeing him?
One quick test later, my mom declared that a) I had magic, and b) it could be classified as necromancy. That’s… a terrifying, truthfully, prospect, but… I can handle it. I hope.
At least it’s the weekend before fall break, so mom can help me figure out how to start managing it. I’m in senior year, so it’s not like I’ll have to hide it from the others as school for long. If I go to college, I can get by with strictly online classes, I think.
Mom suggested I use a journal to track my progress, but I’ve never been the best at keeping records, even school wise. Hopefully with something to keep track of, that’ll change.
I’ll make another entry when something of importance happens, I guess.
10-10-12
10-9-12/10-10-12
What the fuck is my life, truly?
With the influx of my powers, came something else… my memories. I guess necromancy and reincarnation can go hand in hand, because this isn’t the first time I’ve lived. I started having dreams and flashbacks during break, of an older version of myself set back in the Wild West. I thought it was just some weird dream/fantasy thing since… well, since I’m sort of obsessed with that era, anyways, but… no. It all came rushing back to me, today, during fifth period, which is my study block this year.
We got a new student… which, in a small town like Salem, is kind of a cause for chatter, and I wasn’t really paying attention until the guy sat next to me. When I finally looked at him…
Son of a bitch… it’s Vasquez. It all came back to me—Sam Chisolm, Rose Creek, Bart Bogue…
I’m… sort of embarrassed to say that I had a total breakdown right then and there. Mom actually had to come and pick me up early, it was so bad. It’s super late (early?), right now, almost three in the morning, and I’ve been catatonic all afternoon, according to her. So, I guess all these events really happened yesterday?
I’m getting distracted… I told her what had happened, what’s been happening, and she… didn’t seem totally surprised. Fact is, she’s the one who gave me the idea that my reincarnation ties in with my powers. Something about death being involved, which… makes sense, in a weird way.
Mom offered to keep me out of school for the rest of the week, so I can recover, but… I don’t want to do that. Maybe a day or two, but not a week. I want to talk to Vas so I can Vasquez, so I can sort of explain things to him. Hopefully, it’ll go well…
10-13-12
Update: It… I didn’t explain the powers thing to him. I didn’t want to freak him out, but I did tell him why I had my breakdown on Monday. He understood, because when his memories came back to him, he was a wreck for a while too.
He came over for the afternoon, and mom and Aunt Elenore absolutely fell in love with him. Bastard put on the damn charm. We didn’t get any schoolwork done, not like we really planned to, but we did catch up on things. What’s been going on in our modern lives, and he told me a little about what happened after I died in Rose Creek… His family travels a lot in this life, for his dad’s work. He’s got two siblings, an older sister and younger brother. I couldn’t resist and had to make a crack about his ‘three Maria’s’… he asked where mine was.
… I told him Maria died when we were kids. He sobered up pretty quick… guess he could tell it was a sore subject.
Anyways… my magic practice is progressing well. Right now, I can just see spirits, which is weird because they look like just regular people—for the most part. I’ve seen a few grisly sights, but I’m learning how to pick their energies apart from the living, so I don’t make a fool of myself in public.
Oddly enough, Vasquez has a couple ghosts hanging around him…
Sam flipped through the journal, heart twisting in his chest as he noticed a few entries more prominent than others. One, over Christmas break, detailing why Vasquez had ghosts—his father was a hunter of the supernatural, and the revelation apparently caused a rift between the two boys before Vasquez’s father himself had put things to right. He’d put the hunting behind him and was trying to settle down with his family… he could have never expected his son to befriend a witch—which, that had led to Joshua admitting about himself…
Prom. They stopped dancing around their feelings for each other and became official, and that entry made Sam smile, as well as the photos of that night that accompanied the entry. They did make a handsome couple. That was where Vasquez’s writing started slipping in on a few pages, offering extra insight or his own commentary to whatever Joshua was writing.
Graduation. Maybe too quick to those who don’t know about… us, but Vasquez gave me a bloody promise ring tonight. (you’re not actually complaining, are you? Fuck you, I’m keeping it forever thought so) and detailing a rough plan of the future. Plans to stay in Salem long enough to get through college, before moving. Maybe they’d find where Rose Creek was, if it was somewhere they could move to, settle down there. Ideas about where the rest of their motley crew were…
College. Joshua went into Anthropology and the Occult (seriously, guero? Bite me, texican), and Vasquez Art and Architecture (you know there’s a joke about cliches in there somewhere, right? Don’t you dare). Joshua seemed to develop a minor side hobby (?) in helping people with their dead loved ones, the spirits who hadn’t crossed over because of unfinished business (Jennifer Love Hewitt, who?) When they’d both finished their studies… Joshua was the one who proposed.
There were photos of various moments, in those early years. High school included prom, graduation, senior trip, homecoming week. After high school showed moving into their first apartment together, as they worked through college, domestic moments, moments with their families, college graduation, of the proposal, and later, multiple photos from the wedding. Tickets to various date locations, movies, and festivals, were taped in as well. It seemed Joshua (and by some small extension, Vasquez) was eager to keep track of everything.
But just after their return from their honeymoon in August of twenty-fifteen, the entries stopped. The next one wasn’t dated until January of twenty-sixteen. Reading it, Sam felt his heart stop and blood run cold.
1-13-16
I’m sorry, Ale… I’m so sorry
I couldn’t help you. I couldn’t… couldn’t save you. If I was faster… maybe you’d still be here. Maybe I could have… God, I’m crazy for thinking it… brought you back. If you’d wanted it… if maybe I’d seen you… your spirit, at least, maybe one more time, to ask…
There are limitations to my abilities… I can bring people back from the dead, but only within a set time… I didn’t make it with you… And I’m so sorry.
You must have crossed over. That’s the only reason I can think of to not see your ghost… it’d be just like you, too… you wouldn’t have wanted me to see you like that. I know you wouldn’t have. I know, but… goddammit it still hurts, you son of a bitch. If I could have just said goodbye…
… you were gone too soon. And those bastards… they’ll pay. Eventually, they’ll pay.
I’m sorry.
I… did find where Rose Creek is. It’s still a small town but thriving in today’s age. I’ll… I’ll go there. For us… for you.
Maybe I’ll find some sort of peace there.
Silence, for a few months, before another entry was made.
5-23-16
God, what have I done? I didn’t… I wasn’t… I didn’t mean for that to happen… I didn’t know I could do that.
I need to get away. From everyone. Anyone that I can hurt…
I’m so sorry Vas…
After that, there were no more entries. Sam flipped through the remaining blank pages and found nothing. Frowning, Sam went back to the last entry, and wondered what the hell might have happened for it to exist.
Actually, he wondered what happened in those last two entries in general—one was obvious. The other… not so much. He’d have to ask Matthew to investigate the dates mentioned, give or take a day or two. Surely, there’d be some sort of record online, somewhere—
“How the fuck did you get in here?”
Sam startled, the book falling from his hands and back on to the bed. He whirled around, coming eye to eye with Joshua Faraday. The first thing the older man noticed was how tired the redhead looked, with bags beneath his eyes, and skin pale. He stood as though the weight of the world was laid on his shoulders, but it didn’t distract from the, frankly, intimidating glare he was fixing Sam with.
“I know I locked the door when I left,” Joshua continued, and then his gaze flicked down to the journal on the bed, and his anger grew. He stood straight, and Sam swore the room grew colder and darker as Joshua set a bag of possible groceries on the floor, “You went looking through my personal things?!”
“Now, hold on just a minute, son—” Sam began.
“I’m not your son,” Joshua hissed, and there was no doubt about it—Joshua was altering the space around them. His eyes were beginning to glow, a toxic green that caused the hairs on the back of Sam’s neck to rise, “What are you doing here, Chisolm?”
“I came to offer you a job,” Sam said, quickly, and Joshua drew up short. A brief look of bafflement crossed his features as he stared at the older man, “That is, if you want it.”
The redhead crossed his arms, eyes narrowing.
“Explain,” he said, shortly, so Sam did.
He explained how he’d been tasked with bringing a crew together (yes, the rest of the Rose Creek bunch, for the most part…) and that while Joshua’s name hadn’t come up directly, Sam’s own bosses had suggested Joshua could be an integral part of the team. This team would be dealing with threats across the world, both natural and supernatural. Clearly, Joshua would be a good addition, if he wanted to join.
“But… I’m not pressing you to,” Sam said, quietly. He glanced down at the journal, then back to Joshua, “You’ve clearly been through a lot already.”
Joshua’s expression darkened, lips thinning, but he said nothing. Just stared at Sam with those eyes of his still glowing. But he was silent, and Sam took it for a good thing.
“… would you have come for me, if I hadn’t been brought up?” Joshua asked.
Sam blinked at the question, but answered nonetheless: “Eventually, yes. It wouldn’t have been fair not to include you and—” he faltered, only because Joshua pinned him with a venomous glare, “We want everyone we can get. We worked so well together, before.”
Silence, again, and Sam could tell Joshua was right on the edge of accepting the offer, he just needed one last push.
“Who killed him?” Sam asked, pitching his own voice low—after all, someone had mess with those he cared about. He was angry thinking about it; Joshua startled, so Sam asked again, “Who did it? We can go after the sons of bitches with you.”
Joshua’s jaw clenched.
“Hunters,” he ground out. “Ones who didn’t approve of his relationship with… with me. I don’t… I don’t have exact names, though.”
“Then come with me,” Sam offered, holding out his hand. “Together, we’ll help you figure out who did it, and we’ll see them get what they deserve.”
Joshua looked down at Sam’s extended hand, before he looked up at the man himself. The temperature returned to normal, and the shadows fell away. The glow in the witch’s eyes faded, but they still burned with anger and determination…
Joshua took Sam’s hand.
“You’ve got yourself a deal, Chisolm.”
#the magnificent seven#mag7#joshua faraday#sam chisolm#vasquez#varaday#mag 7 au#magnificent seven 2016
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This is probably going to be a long long post about the magnificent seven, mixed a bit with my writing journey.
When I was nine, my parents took me to see the magnificent seven, I absolutely loved it (besides Joshua Faraday, Goodnight, Billy, and Jack dying) I watched it a couple times here and there. Then in 2018, the Mag 7 obsession hit me hard as well as my younger self’s crush on Faraday.
I watched everyday or almost everyday, looking at pictures, and videos on YouTube. And the movie is how I found tumblr. I was shocked that there was a small fandom, heck I was shocked that fan art was made as well as fanfics. I miss those days, very much. But I’m glad how far I’ve come. Especially in writing. I must admit, my first stories were fics about me and Joshua Faraday. I have thought about posting them to show fans how I was and maybe give them some sort of nostalgia.
I will admit, I do still write stories with myself in it. It’s a guilty pleasure of mine and treat myself sort of thing for me. I also write my own original stories and I write fanfics with my ocs.
Besides that, I loved everyone’s fan art and the theories they had, the goodrocks and varaday ships are nostalgic. I remember how many people loved these ships, especially Billy x Goodnight. Randomly thinking about the characters back stories. It made me all so happy. I loved and I still love the fandom. I have hopped back in it a bit. I feel the obsession coming back and I am welcoming it back. I miss the days when the fandom was still active, but other fandoms come along.
Even with the lack of activity from the fandom I shall still post things about it. Starting now, I want to thank all the people who posted about one of my favorite all time movies, their edits, their love for it. It makes me happy. I even have an amino where I go by Mrs. Faraday. With that, I will see you next time whenever I post, which will be soon. Have a picture of this silly cowboy.
#magnificent seven#magnificent seven 2016#joshua faraday#sam chisolm#billy rocks#goodnight robicheaux#Vasquez#red harvest#jack horne
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I can never get tired of Vasquez going into protective and rage mode when Faraday gets hurt. Or him calling Faraday, guerito.
#mag7 thoughts again#i should really finish my fic but ugh#i have to get back to the habit of writing pass tense#cries i dont wanna look at my old writing....#but i wanna show off this cute varaday scene
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I’m currently going through a magnificent seven resurgence and your varaday are a lifeline at the moment. They are so good!! I wondered if you ever intend to write anymore? (No pressure obviously). My brain is obsessing big time at the moment over these cowboys it’s almost sad lmao
Aaaww thank you! I love those two nerds lol.
I do periodically pop back into one or another of my many (MANY MANY) Varaday WIPs and think about how nice a world it would be if I finished it, but I don't have much free time right now and there are fandoms that have a little more of my attention than I would need to focus on a longfic.
I've got a day off work tomorrow. If you'd like to shoot me a prompt I'll do my best to do a ficlet up for you~
#this is so nice!#the fandom that got me back into fic writing after half a decade#tec writes#tec answers
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