#anyway another wip

[ruubesz-draws]

qiw

Who's that Pokemo- I mean kaiju???

#godzilla #godzilla x kong: the new empire #kong #who is that pokemon??? #i mean- kiaju #who is that kaiju?!??! #tiamat #it's tiamat #she's so cool #but also traumatised #poor her... #anyway another wip #wip #wip everywhere #ruubesz post #ruubesz talk

[hailsatanacab]

Family Dinners - dpxdc

"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.

The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.

"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.

"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.

"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."

"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."

Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.

Ancients, that's so weird!

The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.

Wait. Family dinners?

He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.

"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.

"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.

From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.

"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"

"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"

"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."

"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."

The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.

Come on, Danny, recover!

"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."

"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?

"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."

"Costume? What do you mean?"

Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.

"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!

"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.

"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.

His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.

"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.

Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"

"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"

"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."

"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.

It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.

It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.

Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.

"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."

Once again, the whole table falls into silence.

"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"

"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"

"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."

Danny's grin freezes in place.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."

"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"

Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.

"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.

"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."

An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.

"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.

"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."

"What did happen?"

"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."

"How long in the future was it?"

"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.

Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"

"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."

"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."

"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"

"What?"

"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."

Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.

"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.

"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."

"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"

"Damian, stop—"

"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."

"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."

"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.

"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."

"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."

"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."

"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #batpham #hailsatanacrab🦀🦀writes #look. this has been in my mind for so long guys so long - and idk if its canon that the batfam have codes for time travel situations or what #but i feel like ive seen it before and if its not canon it should be #so here - how i think that would be funny to go down #i have so many thoughts about TUE and its place in a dpxdc crossover like holy shit there's so many ways it can go!! #i have another wip in the works thats kinda similar to this but with superman and i cannot wait to work on it again #there are so many ways i wanted this to go but i just couldnt get there - i wanted to keep it on the shorter side but like #perhaps ill have to expand #i just love the idea that like. theres a stranger at your table who knows you and knows you well. who knows the secret that youd die to keep #there's a stranger at your table and he says something and you know he's family. you know you're strangers but now... #now you have to be something more #oh man theres so many juicy ways it can go and I KNOW I DID NONE OF THEM #i want to write this whole plot again and make it angstier #(me with everything) #anyway! sorry love you all hope you enjoy it!!

[estrellami-1]

If I Should Stay

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

He’s staring at him.

Steve Harrington is staring at Eddie Munson.

The thing is, people don’t just stare at Eddie. Not for any reason that means anything good for Eddie. So when, completely unprompted, the fucking King of Hawkins High walks up to Eddie and says, “I need to talk to you,” Eddie thinks he’s entirely justified in the squeak he lets out.

“You? Talk? To me?” Wow. Great job, brain.

“Please,” Harrington whispers, and Eddie thinks desperately this must be some kind of joke, except he’s good at reading people, and he knows the desperation in Harrington’s eyes.

“Okay,” he says, stammers. “Um. There- there’s, behind the school, a, uh-”

“Table,” Harrington nods. “That works. Just…” he sighs, rakes a hand through his hair. “Leave the lunchbox at home.”

Eddie’s eyebrows hit his hairline. “Then what the fuck do you want with me, dude?”

“I can’t explain. Not here, not now. Just. Please. After school, okay?”

Eddie looks at him. Really looks, studies his face, understands the lines by his eyes, the tightness of his mouth. His heart thumps as he realizes. He’s scared. “Okay,” he says, and means it.

Eddie’s a man of his word, so after school he makes his way to the table, pausing when it comes into view. Harrington’s already there, sitting with his head in his hands. Eddie calls out from a couple of paces away. “You sure you don’t want anything from the lunchbox?”

Harrington jumps, hands up, eyes round. Relaxes a little when he sees Eddie. “No. I- I’m good. I can’t, actually.”

Eddie frowns. “What, like, a sports thing? No one’s gotta know, dude, I’ve never been busted, I can keep a secret.”

Steve gives him a half-smile. “No. It’s- it’s not a sports thing. Just… sit down? And promise to listen?”

“Okay,” Eddie says, because he knows how comforting it can be to just have someone there, and he’s not a dick; clearly Harrington’s going through something. Though why he approached Eddie, of all people, he doesn’t know.

“Okay,” Harrington repeats back, taking a breath before starting. “If I were to tell you I’m from the future, a future in which we know each other, how would you ask me to prove it?”

Eddie blinks. He was ready for a lot of things, but not time travel. “Um. I dunno, man, I haven’t really thought about it.”

He takes another deep breath. “Can I try?”

“To- to prove you’re from the future?”

“Yeah.”

Eddie laughs, a little hysterically. “Man, where the fuck do I get the strain you’re on?”

He blinks. “What?”

Eddie gestures at him. “Come on, man, you have to admit you’re not really making sense here.”

Harrington sighs. Takes another breath. Says, “You live with your uncle Wayne. Your father taught you to hot wire cars when you were nine. You listen to Dio and Metallica and Ozzy Osbourne but your favorite song is I Will Always Love You, by Dolly Parton, because it was your mom’s favorite. The guitar pick you wear around your neck was hers. She taught you guitar. You love The Hobbit. Stop me when I’ve said enough.”

Eddie’s never been more scared in his life. “Listen, man, I dunno where you heard all that-”

“Eddie,” he says, implores, and digs something out of his pocket. Opens his hand to reveal a ring.

A ring Eddie already has on his finger.

“What the fuck,” Eddie whispers. Grabs for the ring before he can tell himself it’s a bad idea. Examines it, sees the dent from where his finger had gotten smashed in a door.

His hands start shaking.

“I’m from 1987,” Steve Harrington says, sure as anything. “And I’m trying to stop something terrible.”

“And what would that be?” Eddie asks, feeling strangely detached from the whole thing.

“Your death,” Steve Harrington says, still sure as anything.

Permanent Taglist: @justforthedead89 @ilovecupcakesandtea @madigoround @bookbinderbitch @suddenlyinlove @nburkhardt @artiststarme @paintsplatteredandimperfect

#if I should stay #do I need to be starting another wip? #no #do I need help? #yes. probably #will I get any? #hahahahaha no. #probably not #anyways I don’t know why Steve went back in time. we’re gonna figure it out as we go along #or we won’t #this is my excuse to write Steddie #and to write Eddie into the script earlier than he actually was #stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #starambles

[devondespresso]

barista!eddie drawing a pentagram or whatever with the table cleaner while closing and accidentally summoning demon!steve, who's absolutely stoked to see a cozy little coffee shop for the first time

#steddie #steve x eddie #steddie idea #eddie x steve #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie st #steddie stranger things #steddie fic idea #steddie au #anyway fic idea up for grabs cause i won't let myself start another wip until my longfic is wayyyy closer to finished #barista!eddie munson #omg thats a tag #slay #demon!steve harrington #alternatively (upon seeing the demon eddie tag): eddies also a demon and steves just new and didnt realize he can just leave hell on his ow #if anyone uses this tag me i wanna see what you do with it 💕 #devon thinks sometimes

[bizarrelittlemew]

calling it right now that season 3 starts like this

#so confused about people saying the season finale feels like the end because to me it didn't at all #there's like 5-10 issues immediately set up for another season #they're in a happy place at this point because they've both realized their love is bigger than anything else #and makes it worth working on their problems together #the problems are still very much there #both of them have deep self esteem/self loathing issues that haven't been resolved in the week since ed woke up #ed doesn't know about stede's trauma #they haven't talked through anything #and they'll be shit at starting/running an inn lmao it's not gonna go well #and those are just some of the internal issues #then there's prince ricky and all the authorities that would very much like to get their hands on both blackbeard and stede bonnet #because stede just full-on kept using his government name after faking his death. nice one #the crew are not “gone” they're more like off to college for a bit but will probably run into trouble immediately #again because while they escaped to the ship they didn't eliminate the threat (the british empire) #it's not a forever goodbye #ok this got super long already anyway i have a whole fic marinading in my brain until i've finished these 4 wips i'm in the middle of ✌️ #hope we get a renewal soon because i want to see the rest of their story!! #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd s2 #ofmd #our flag means death

[sp0o0kylights]

I saw a video today that said, “It’s very uncomfortable as an adult when your friend starts to date somebody who sucks, and you’re all looking at each other going ‘Guys, if this is the person who makes them happy…I think collectively as a unit we can agree that we would rather see them sad. So what's the plan?’” 

And immediately went: modern Steddie AU were Steve dates his high school friend Tommy and everyone is tearing their hair out over how awful he’s being treated. 

Ft. the Party, led by Dustin, hounding Eddie “I could get a man in a SECOND, I just CHOOSE not to date” Munson for help

However:

Eddie is mostly thinking the entire thing is a joke (King Steve and Tommy Hagan? Gay? Together?? Nice try Henderson.) until he runs into Robin. She laments that yeah, they’re bi, but more importantly, Tommy is fucking awful and Steve refuses to see it. 

2. Eddie, maybe, kind of, still has a crush on Steve ("Stop laughing Gareth, everyone has--had! Had a crush on him!") and the guy was never THAT bad in high school---but Tommy Hagan definitely was and a little revenge would be fun.

and finally;

3. Instead of going with the kids' well intentioned but very misguided “Let’s get Eddie to Steal Steve” plan, Eddie meets up with the Robin/Nancy/Jonathan/Argyle/Chrissy dream team to figure out how to prove to Steve that Tommy is horrible. 

Bonus: Robin and Nancy come up with a full proof multi step plan that involves Eddie pissing off Tommy in ways that look completely innocent. The hope is that Steve will see how controlling and unreasonable Tommy is, and break it off.

This hurts no one and just highlights to Steve Tommy's behavior.

Of course, Eddie goes off the rails immediately upon meeting Steve.

Instead of following The Plan, he, with the kids permission and help, gets Tommy to get blow up about THEM.

This is far more successful.

Bonus x2: A large amount of shenanigan's with the kids vs Tommy are involved. As is a scene were Steve breaks down and admits he knows Tommy is terrible, but Tommy puts up with him and Steve "knows how he is."

Eddie goes home, prints out a picture of Tommy and throws cheap ren fair daggers at it for at least three solid hours while he tries to think up ways to prove to Steve Harrington that his parents are wrong, hes very lovable actually.

In fact Eddie would very much like a shot at trying it out, thanks!

(It is also, inevitably, successful.)

#steddie #modern meet cute #SOMEONE TAKE IT FROM ME I CANT HAVE ANOTHER WIP #also I personally am very picky about fake dating tropes or “stealing” tropes #cause you cant steal a person #but also #the trope is naturally exploitative and thats hard to do right #not to say I havent seen people do it WELL cause I have #just that its a hard one for me personally #anyway #Eddie munson #steve harrington #tommy hagan #stranger things #Eddie is a gremlin whose been on all of two dates and had three hookups but hes never telling the children that #angsty #so desperate for love Ill take any scraps I can get Steve Harrington #is a personal favorite of mine #and not in that whiny way #I mean in a realistic way #homeboy out here knowing that half of what he says is stupid but he believes it anyway and has a lot of issues from his parents #so you have to DRAG this shit out of him #or if youre Robin you dont HAVE too but Steves excellent at dodging #excuse making #and generally making everyone think hes making sane decisions #he is not #eddie clocks this instantly lol

[macksartblock]

hey gang <3

#dndads #dungeons and daddies #oakworthy #scerica #scary marlowe #normal oak swallows garcia #hermie the unworthy #erica drippins #taylor swift dndads #lincoln li wilson #terry jr stampler #grant wilson #i had another wip take featuring link more prominently but i didn't have time to finish that for today sadly #i've mentally put them on a field trip they're all having a great time even terry who i've slotted into the chaperone position lmao #hes also holding a pepsi in that second pic hes just enjoying a nice soda #anyways happy valentines for anyone who cares about that and if not have an even better day #my artwork

[ambrosethedarling]

I’m planning… plotting even…

#I just gotta work out the ordering process #I’m thinking keychains #but maybe also stickers #like a Robin pack one #and the others as another set #maybe #anyway #big things coming #Ambrose wip #dc comics #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #stephan brown #damian wayne #dc robin #nightwing #red hood #dc red robin #dc spoiler

[scifur]

"You're here.. You're real"

#xiaolumi #genshin impact #xiao #lumine #still QPR xlmi #this has been sitting in my wips for a year.. #anyway hc that after chasm lumi has to confirm xiao is real thru touch #considering her nightmares abt going after her brother but never being able to reach him + how we also saw that in the chasm #so like yeah ur here but are u real? is it just another nightmare? #anyway i also like to think there's abandonment issues hahaha

[reds-skull]

Thinking about the inherent tragedy of being Gaz

#call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #cod gaz #kyle gaz garrick #cod fanart #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty fanart #thinking about gaz specifically in #BLOOD||HUNGER #his role is small but still #Lieutenant Gaz watching the world fall apart #willing to let his best friend try to find some sort of purpose in life #even if it kills him. Because he'll be dead either way. #in another universe they'll all be happy together. But not in this one #anyway really had fun with the background in this one as you can tell lmao #started working on the requests btw just had this wip and I felt like finishing it

[arinmoss]

Karlach doodle :3

#tbh i wanted it to have evn less details but it needed highlights but also it didnt lol #anyways karlach!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #i have another wip of her thats more...more like detailed and stuff but its turning out kinda wonky so here this more simplisticish style #need to learn to simplify even more whilst still having it look like the character but alas #anyways i love her :^) #karlach #karlach bg3 #karlach baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #baldurs gate fanart #karlach fanart #arin moss #arin moss art #doodle #baldurs gate 3 #fanart

[judasofsuburbia]

no because...chrissy cunningham who moves in with robin buckley and nancy wheeler sophomore year of college and learns quickly why it’s only a two bedroom dorm. chrissy who is confused but keeps her myriad of questions to herself. chrissy who watches nancy and robin’s gentle affection: soft kisses, hand holding, squeezing hips, hands through hair. chrissy who is happy for them but conflicted because she’s never seen two people love each other in the way that robin and nancy do.

chrissy who gets a little flustered when robin is making breakfast in a tank top and boy shorts. chrissy whose mind goes blank when she watches nancy apply lipstick in the entryway mirror. chrissy who never hears them, because they’re respectful and wait until she leaves the dorm, but comes home from the library early one night. chrissy who stands frozen at the front door, unsure of whether to make her presence known or not. chrissy who has never heard sex sound like that and is warm all over.

chrissy who suppresses it and tries to meet nice men on campus but their kisses and touches are wrong in a way she can't explain. chrissy who gets drunk at a frat party with nancy and admits she’s never had an orgasm. nancy who shares a knowing look with robin and says, “come knock on our door sometime when you’re not half a bottle of wine deep.”

chrissy who doesn’t stop thinking about that comment for weeks. chrissy who is turning down guys left and right. chrissy who is trying, trying, trying to make herself feel the way she hears them feel but can’t. chrissy who puts on a cute pajama set and hypes herself up in the mirror. chrissy who hears robin and nancy giggling behind their door as her fist hovers over the wood. chrissy who raps her knuckles faintly.

chrissy who watches as the door opens to robin’s grinning face and nancy waving her in on the bed behind. chrissy who ends up lounging on the bed as nancy and robin run their hands all over her. nancy whose lips taste like cherry lipgloss and robin whose lips taste like carmex. robin whose tongue is on her neck while nancy takes her pj set off. robin whose hands are more possessive while nancy's hands are more explorative. chrissy who can't think straight as both of their hands are her, someone inside and someone rubbing circles into her clit. chrissy who nods her head when robin asks if she's close. chrissy who gasps when nancy holds up a toy that vibrates against her. chrissy who moans brokenly into robin's mouth then gets tilted to tangle her tongue with nancy. chrissy who has never felt this good in her life. chrissy who spends the rest of the night learning robin and nancy's bodies. chrissy who can't stop smiling because she feels so seen, so appreciated, so loved. chrissy who falls asleep squished and tangled between them. chrissy cunningham who starts to think that maybe a one bedroom dorm is the move for next semester.

#oh so she listens to red wine supernova by chappell roan and has thoughts about ronance + chrissy throuple??? is that it?????? #IS THAT IT #i wont start another wip i WONT #anyway #emily writes #chrissy cunningham #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #ronance #buckingham #wheelingham #ronance fics #buckwheelingham #chronance

[imperial-agent]

after a friendly dinner date

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #baldur's gate #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios #oc: #satuun #listen i just woke up in cold sweat from a nap with this image in my head #i just think they'd be good for one another... like post bg3 events #healthier than whatever the fuck was happening between satuun and astaion #anyways i call it a two cat wizard sandwich and i bet it feels amazing #fanart #it's a wip i might clean it up one of these days #when im not hunted for sport by my workplace

[pulvisetsumbra]

When they are on the brink of death, I perceive what lies in their hearts. 

The blade reflects one’s true nature.

#hells paradise #jigokuraku #gabimaru the hollow #yamada asaemon sagiri #hells paradise manga #animanga #myedit #myhell #is that my tag i dont remember #anyway another wip i finally finish

[kiwiana-writes]

An AU in which Henry and Alex are exes, also Alex is a rockstar who puts a lot of himself into his songwriting. And there’s a happy ending

...every time I play a game like this you come in with something that desperately wants to be a gamefail. I see you.

ONE: The breakup isn't anybody's fault, and that makes it so much worse. If Henry could blame Alex—if Alex had cheated, if he'd let fame get to his head, if he'd started holding the money he was earning over Henry—it would be a lot easier to move on. The pressure of trying to maintain privacy just got to be too much.

TWO: They don't text. They don't call. Clean break. Sometimes, when it's late and Henry's drunk, he pulls up their text thread and just reads through it. Once or twice he could swear he sees the typing indicator flash up for a moment, but it's always gone before he can figure out if it's just his imagination.

THREE: The first time Henry hears Can't Seem To Shake You he's on his knees in a club bathroom, Alex's voice barely discernible through the walls and over the throbbing bass. He almost thinks he can tune it out, but the start of the chorus knocks him straight through the solar plexus, and he ends up leaving the stranger unsatisfied and pissed off, walking home to try to sober up and with the lyrics circling around in his head: But you tell me I'm good and you laugh when you come, and you kiss the taste of yourself off my tongue

FOUR: The obsession with the subject of Alex's latest album reaches a frenzy most commonly associated with Taylor Swift's discography. There are thinkpieces and Buzzfeed quizzes and deep-dive Twitter threads analysing Alex's body language with every semi-famous person he's ever been photographed with.

(Henry appears in exactly one, but it's enough for him to see a noticeable bump in book sales.)

FIVE: It's Pez who first messages Henry when Storm Your Castle is released on streaming. Henry listens to it fourteen times, crying on the floor of his bedroom, and then he picks up his phone, scrolls down to Alex's contact, and hits Call.

[Send me a potential AU and I’ll tell you five fun facts that would happen in a story.]

#au five fun facts game #ask meme response #tintagel-or-cockleshells #i don't have time for another wip i don't have time for another wip i don't have time for another wip i don't have time for another wip i d #lol remember that time I wrote a popstar au and had actual song instrumentation and lyrics and like a backing track for one song #anyway #fuck

[vialae]

Gortash working himself so hard he starts to get minor illnesses somewhat often. Nothing a cleric visit cannot fix, though.

One morning when Durge is actually in bed, they’re surprised to notice Gortash still is, too. Odd, given he’s usually gone to his office by now. They barely even have to roll over to see the sweat lining his brow and how flush his cheeks are. They can even smell it on him. Gortash has gotten a fever; he’s ill again.

They spend a few minutes just watching him. How he frowns even in his sleep, the small twitches to his face. Durge knows human anatomy very intimately, and these ailments could be easily remedied even without a cleric. But there’s something irresistible about seeing Gortash like this.

A tyrant as terrible as he is still succumbs to all things other humans do. How many others in this city would revel in seeing him like this? Pallid and weak. Exhausted with no choice but to accept the aid of others.

Durge does eventually climb out of bed to mix a simple elixir, though. They open Gortash’s mouth with one hand and tip the vial upside down with the other. Gortash will gasp and choke at the sudden liquid pouring down his throat. His fever will go down within the hour and no other with ever know he was starting to become sick again.

But Durge will remember the feeling of being able to see such a seemingly untouchable man in such a vulnerable state. They will know that Gortash gets to keep on working simply because they chose to make him physically better.

It’s the only body they will ever heal, and it’s the only body they will respect.

#respect is a very loose term though #not normal respect #batshit crazy man respect #anyway this thought isn’t cooked enough for a full fic #and I have too many WIPs to add another to the list #bg3 #dark urge #durgetash #gortash