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Seven Sentence Sunday
The lovely @zaddydiaz Gee🖤 tagged me in Snippet Saturday; but I’m turning into Seven Sentence Sunday cause it’s Sunday here already! (And I forgot about my laundry so now it’s 1am and I gotta wait for the dryer to finish)
I'm working on the last chapters of Till Now before I lost myself to my december fics, so here's some soft date night buddie:
They had talked about watching a movie, but even that seemed like too much energy for them, so instead they threw all the cushions from the couches in the floor where the coffee table usually was, and made one big giant bed, putting out their ugliest set of sheets so they wouldn’t care if they dropped anything that stained; and just sat there, ate, and talked, soft music playing from the TV as Buck had connected his phone to it.
“Do you think we can get some time off together at some point? After I’m officially a firefighter?” Eddie asked, almost empty cartoon of Thai curry rise in his hand, “How would you feel about a trip to Texas? To see my sisters?”
“And your parents?” Buck asked, raising an eyebrow to Eddie, who sighed in response.
“I guess we can pay them a visit too”
Buck smiled “You should have a few days by the time you are out of your probation year, though I don’t know how Bobby handled it when we had Chris surgery and they had you in lower hours shifts” Buck dropped the empty bowl of animal style cheesy fries he had just destroyed “we might have to wait a little longer”
“We can wait until the summer” Eddie said casually “See if Adriana or Sophia are willing to keep Chris for a few days” Buck tilted his head confused “We never had a honeymoon, I figured, I don’t know, we can take some days away? Just you and me? Maybe Cabo?”
Buck smirked, taking Eddie’s empty container away and sitting on his lap, Eddie smiled at him, putting his hands on Buck’s hips, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips.
“A romantic getaway?” Buck asked against Eddie’s lips, before kissing him again “A honeymoon sounds nice, just you” He leaned down to kiss Eddie again, toying with the edge of his shirt, fingers gracing the soft skin under it “And me” Buck settled himself more firmly into Eddie’s lap, making the other man groan.
Tagging if they wanna do this @peaceofficerdiaz @loveyourownsmiilee @spotsandsocks @the-likesofus @jacksadventuresinwriting @bekkachaos @imeasyeitherway @confetti-cupcake @elvensorceress @ajunerose @swiftiediaz @lostinabuddiehaze @prettyboybuckley @rogerzsteven @buddierights @dickley-buddie @eddiediazisascorpio @katries @gaydisasterdiaz and who ever else sees this and wants to do it, tag me pls cause i love seeing new stuff!
#seven sentece sunday#buddie#buddie wip#wip till now#it's almost done I can't believe it#I am giving you the fluff cause everything else is pain rn
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a little wip for u guys cuz i’m gonna be busy this week <3 (also @bisexuallsokka , you know what this is for)
ft. bonus sketchy panic
#atla#zukka#zuko x sokka#zukka fanart#atla fanart#zuko fanart#now that i see you#now that i see you fanart#wip#art wip#sdhncnjsidcijdscd so everyone neeeds to read this fic btw#that’s not even a rec that’s like#a right of passage#(joke. but seriously THIS FIC IS SOOOO GOOODODSJDSJJDSW)#it’s called ‘now that I see you’ by lesmisrablol on ao3#and it’s perfect#shamelessly promoting your fic till the day I die Jo <3
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Ngl I’m proud of her face here and I really need to finish this wip
#I normally save faces till the end since they’re my favorite part#it helps me to get through all the stuff I hate working on so I have something to look forward to#which is why this one is a slog to work on now since I did that first rip#wip#I will finish you someday
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Your art and blog sparks joy in me! Keep it up! (At your own pace where you are comfortable)
aw thank you!! i will!!😭💖💖
i wont be posting any new art till valentines day but in the meantime i give u all this wip that im drawing for my fics 1 yr anniversary on the 18th, bc soft seb makes me 🥺💘🥺🥺🥺
#wip#i have something ready to post and was planning to do it yesterday but then twitter drama happened lol and ive been feeling crappy#slowly starting to feel better now tho#might not even wait till valentines day to post my valentines post once thats done too bc im impatient LMAO#will probs post it on the 13th actually BAHAHA once i have soemthing ready i cant keep it in my backlog I MUST POST IT#ask
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A somewhat fussy angel
#hey look its NOT the thing i was working on till now lmao#got to reading the book and I blame that for abandoning my ofmd wip lmao#still learning how human faces work#any practice is good practice#aziraphale#good omens#good omens fanart#good omens art#archangel aziraphale#akans art
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i dont usually post wips on here but that new official art is too cute... sailor outfits! ;_;
#yea i stayed up till 5 am drawing these... i just couldnt sleep until i drew my favs#now to color them..... yippee what fun....#ill start with serizawa cuz yknow we're engaged and all that#my art#mob psycho 100#mp100#serizawa katsuya#reigen arataka#shigeo kageyama#ekubo#teruki hanazawa#ritsu kageyama#wip#sketches
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When in doubt, use your intense bad moods to write rough RE6 Leon smut with dumbification, degradation, choking, slapping, and spitting as an emotional release. A WIN IS A WIN!
#ཐི♡ཋྀ nic’s nonsense#help#LMFAOOOOO#nah what’s wrong with me fr#I still win tho#I’m bawling#but now I’m locked in#my sub Leon WIPS are all laughing at me#sometimes you just want to be fucked till you can’t think#real
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finally their marriage is official @jasakime
#we both started as vkerry shippers#but we hc them divorced#but now our boys found their habby ending w e/o#after years of angst they finally be happy#till the next angst au#anyway they're married w kids#wip#male v#cyberpunk 2077#v x v#vitovance#oc:vito wojciechowski#oc:vance wojciechowski#my art
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I am so so so so so happy.
The print layout is almost identical to the pdf available on my website, other than that page numbers and margins are adjusted for the double page view.
Sometimes it feels like 2023 went by in a blur and I did nothing – but now I am holding this in my hands, and it's something.
Ebook | WIP Intro
#wip: till death#writeblr#whump#Fun fact: I FINALLY figured out how to deal with chapter starts on alternating sides#took me long enough but now Anna's knee caps are safe :)#I only wish publishing/shipping weren't such a nightmare#because its so cool to hold it in my hands#and I want to get it to my friends#but nooooo they have to live on the other side of the ocean :(
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hey babygirl kept you waiting huh
i...i want him to call vash baby girl...
#trigun stampede#wip#why do i have to wait till Saturday to see this man#i need him like now#wv#wolfvash
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Snippet Saturday... or something
Tagged by all these lovelies: @dickley-buddie @spotsandsocks @eddiediazisascorpio @rogerzsteven thank you babes <3
Here's a very small something of just a soft morning for the boys (have I shared this before? no idea, if so, you're getting it again):
“Did you picked up everything we need for the snacks we’re supposed to drop off with Chris at school?” Buck asked against the skin on the back of his neck, Eddie felt shivers awake all over his skin, he did his best pushing all dirty thoughts aside.
“Everything on the list you gave me, yeah” Eddie replied, Buck hummed, squeezing his arms around Eddie’s waist and pulling him close “Are you still dropping him off or do you want me to?”
“No, I got it, I have lunch with Maddie, I can drop him off, hit the gym and then meet Maddie”
“So, we can lay here for about 5 more minutes?”
Buck nodded, pressing the tip of his cold nose into Eddie’s neck, Eddie laughed, closing his eyes again and enjoying the feeling of waking up slowly while in his husbands’ arms.
Tagging if they wanna give this a go: @peaceofficerdiaz @loveyourownsmiilee @the-likesofus @bekkachaos @jacksadventuresinwriting @elvensorceress @confetti-cupcake @zaddydiaz @swiftiediaz @lostinabuddiehaze @prettyboybuckley @buddierights @masterminddiaz @katries @ajunerose @jobairdxx
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a random royal au
#narumitsu#wrightworth#phoenix wright#miles edgeworth#i had this in my wip folder for ages#never found the motivation to finish it till now#cw blood#cw mild injuries
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Home. February 2009.
Mitchell’s got the radio on in the garage—quiet, but still loud enough that he doesn’t hear Kazansky come through the door. He’s working on one of his bikes, crouched low, parts and tools scattered on the concrete around him—but, in typical Maverick fashion, with a method to the madness. Kazansky leans up against the doorjamb and watches him work for a few moments—his intense laser-like focus, even as he’s tapping the toe of a cowboy boot to Duran Duran’s “Rio;” the steadiness of his hands; the way the gears turn so obviously in his head…watching Mitchell think is sometimes as entertaining as a football game. Around others, he makes a point of annoyingly remarking on every little thing; but when he’s by himself, he’s quiet, systematic, methodical. When one piece doesn’t fit, he sets it down and tries the next. The two of them really are more alike than they are different, when it comes down to it.
It takes a few more minutes, but Mitchell finally looks back for something, and catches Kazansky watching him. “Jeez,” he says with a facetious sigh of relief, “you scared me!”
“Your ass is hanging out of those blue jeans, Captain.”
“Oh, yeah?” says Mitchell, standing to hoist them back up. “And how long have you been standing there admiring the view?”
“Either a few seconds or a few hours, depending on who’s asking.” He comes closer. “Whatcha doing?”
Mitchell leans back against his workbench and taps his little crescent wrench against his grease-stained palm. “It’s kinda boring. Just fixing shit. It was long overdue.”
Kazansky shrugs. “Show me. I got time.”
“Well,” says Mitchell, crouching again and gesturing to the gaping-open wheelwell of his bike— “This old girl’s got trouble with her gear shifts. It’s a known issue with Kawasakis. Once you disengage the clutch, sometimes the flywheel slips between fourth and fifth gear and you get stuck there without moving up. Normally it’s not a big deal, I just pull the clutch and slow down a little and then gun it back into gear, but it’s been pissing me off for a decade, so I figured I’d just fix it myself. Ordered a smooth-shifter kit a few weeks back. Now I’m just trying to get it onto the P.V.C. module. So that’s what I’m doing.”
“Uh-huh,” says Kazansky, and that’s when he notices that he hasn’t looked at the bike once. Sometimes he gets a kick out of just watching Mitchell talk. “You’re the only one of us with an actual mechanic's license, so take my advice with a grain of salt, but I think the process would go a lot smoother if you actually bothered to read the instruction manual…”
“I have an A. and P. license to work on planes,” Mitchell specifies, “and just our plane in particular.” Then he tosses his head with a smile. “Sure, it might go smoother with instructions. But where’s the fun in that?”
It’s one of those slow little moments where Kazansky isn’t thinking—and, more importantly, when he doesn’t want to think. He rests his hand on Mitchell’s hip, tugs him gently forward, leans down, and kisses him—a little chastely, but only a little—and then can’t control himself away from smiling against Mitchell’s mouth. Keeps his eyes closed. “I just came out here to tell you—I’m hungry, and I was gonna go get food, and to ask you if you wanted anything in particular.”
Mitchell still has a hand on the nape of Kazansky’s neck, a thumb on the shell of his ear. “Let’s do Mexican,” he decides after a second.
“Again? We just had Mexican on Tuesday.”
“I’m a hardworking boy,” he counters, “and I deserve a burrito.”
“Fine,” says Kazansky, already stepping away and fishing out his keys. “I’ll just go downtown. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back in forty-five.”
“Oh, you know me, Ice,” says Mitchell, turning back to his precious bike. “I never go anywhere.”
He’s already come back to a laser-focus, his smile dropping; he crouches again and gets back to work, and he really is something of a genius, because he’s putting together this puzzle without even looking at the picture on the box, and so intently focused that he never even notices Kazansky standing in the doorway, watching him work for another three-and-a-half minutes straight.
Many, many years later, Tom will tell Pete he loves him—as he so often will, in those days; it will eventually come to him as easily as breathing—but for once Pete will stop and jokingly reply, “Why? —No, go on, give me a list. Why?”
And that’s such a complicated question Tom won’t know how to respond for a few seconds.
But then he’ll think of moments like this one, moments that at the time had seemed insignificant and forgettable—if not forgettable, then like they should be forgotten—but were of course impossibly important in hindsight. Tom will think of all these little moments, all these little ways they said they loved each other without ever needing to actually say it—and it’ll make him want to cry.
But he won’t, because in the grand scheme of things, moments like this one were always the furthest thing from sad.
He’ll still need to answer Pete’s question. “Well,” he will say slowly, “you might think this is a ridiculous answer, but…you know how you never use instructions when you’re building something…?” —and that’s how the very long list will begin.
#an excerpt from the ‘very sappy drabbles’ section of my now-90k second google doc#top gun#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#icemav#when we get around to talking about it#top gun fanfiction#i don’t have classes on wednesdays so im just gonna go to the library and knuckle down on the debriefing edits till my fingers bleed#just gotta do it#this is wip wednesday i guess#it’ll all be okay :)
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i've never really connected to a trans!headcanon before, in my life, but let me tell you, when the image of arthur cervero in a binder and heart boxers practicing guitar on his bed in the afternoon sunlight was sent to my brain, i connected so incredibly strongly that i had to stop watching the lecture i was watching and sketch it out
#ordem paranormal#arthur cervero#the only reason i didnt continue is bc i wanted to watch the next episode and i cant draw and watch at the same time#and the only reason im not drawing right now is bc i had to adult and cook + do my dishes (lets not think abt how its almost 23h now)#it is now on my WIP pile#but really high up like even above the actual ordem piece i was working on#and i am ceriously debating working on it rn but then i know i wont stop till its finished#and sleep is technically importnant..#caffeines cackles
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RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence
Tagged by @alittleflashvibe thank you! I am very excited to read your fic from that sentence. I haven't done mountains and mountains of writing for the past few days (having a break after somehow managing to get those other fics done), but I have finally had an idea for the Wally Fic! Still a little bit between what I have and the part I've just written, but I am having Ideas so here's a sentence:
“Time is a gift,” Henry said.
Tagging @goldheartedchaoticdisaster @shrinkthisviolet @angst-is-love-angst-is-life @kitkatt0430 @ftl-faster-than-life @simpledontmeanpeachy if you'd like?
#of course this is because i actually sat down to write the flashvibe ghost au but i have made inchings of progress on both now which is good#i think i actually could do a chapter break here then just skip forward in time that should work#i'll get my laptop and stick s2 on tomorrow that should get it moving#debating singing it up to the wip big bang but i'm not that optimistic yet and their rules strongly encouraging having a beta#so i guess if anyone would be willing i'd hugely appreciate it but i don't know if i'll sign it up yet or not#sign ups go till the end of may so i'll think it over some more#one day of having ideas does not mean i can whack out the fic that's been a wip for like 4 years in a few months#and i might open my laptop tomorrow and go back to the flashvibe ghost au i just got to the part cisco finds out he's talking to a ghost#anyway#replies#wip#*
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